Yang Fan, who was born as an orphan, has been more sensible than his peers since he was a child.

The so-called sensible is to no longer have the naivety that should be taken for granted, to know that every cent in the world is hard-won, and to understand the cruel fact that you have nothing.

Climbing the hundred-step ladder and swallowing two heads should replace himself as a disciple of the king, which is an illusion that only naïve people have, and in Yang Fan's place, he has never had such an extravagant hope.

Therefore, when the dean said that he would release the task of the teacher, Yang Fan not only did not feel that he was being troubled, but felt at ease.

Perhaps this is the real test of worshipping the king's door wall, and only by completing such a task can you enter the eyes of the martial arts king in the world.

After coming out of the main gate of the college, Yang Fan went straight to Nanping Walled City, where his younger brothers and sisters all lived, and went to Yuanzhou thousands of miles away, and shouldered the task of mentoring.

As a person who has lived in Lingjiang since he was a child, he doesn't know what kind of risks he will face, and how he will bring his younger siblings.

So it was the best decision to leave them in Wushuang City, and when he returned to the crowded walled city, he found that everyone in front of him stopped and bowed to him, and even stared at him with straight eyes.

If it was just a resident of the walled city, even the patrolling guards stopped walking and saluting when they saw him.

Only then did Yang Fan understand that the news that he had become the eldest disciple of the Wushuang Inner Court had already spread far and wide.

If it was someone else, he suddenly found that he had received such courtesy, and he didn't take it personally, but Yang Fan didn't even dare to stop for a moment, and hurriedly confessed and ran to the medicine house with his head down.

No matter what era or place, the master healers are rare and respected, let alone as high as Lu Xuening.

Although Mi Bai is now the speaker, Lu Xuening still lives in the Nanping Walled City, because compared to the heavenly inner city, there are more weak people in this crowded place, and there are more people in need of help.

As always, you can always see the long queue outside the medicine house, which can cure so many patients every day, but after a day or so, you can still see such a team, which looks desperate.

The backyard of the medicine house is the medicine garden, and it is also a place for younger brothers and sisters to learn words and books, and Mr. Teach has also changed from a beibai to a teenager who grew up together.

There are also younger brothers and sisters shuttling between the medicine house and the medicine garden, thanks to Lu Xuening's teaching over the years, many brothers and sisters have begun to embark on the road of studying medicine, and some daily illnesses have been able to be diagnosed independently, which has greatly reduced Lu Xuening's burden.

By the time the medicine house was thanked, it was already in the sky, and the younger brothers and sisters who were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to speak, so they just lowered their heads and picked up the rice.

For these people who can't even take care of the sick, Yang Fan's becoming a great disciple of the Wushuang Inner Court is indeed worth celebrating, but in the short term, this title has no way to improve their difficult lives, so it doesn't mean much.

However, Lu Xuening saw that the young man wanted to speak and stopped, and under the signal of the woman's eyes, Yang Fan said the task of the teacher he took today.

"Let's go. ”

The younger brothers and sisters, who had not reacted much just now, fell to the ground with their chopsticks on the ground, and their mouths were so wide that they could even see the vegetable scraps between their teeth.

"No, the dean is clearly embarrassing you!"

"Yes, boss, what is the place of the Xu clan in Yuanzhou, that is the real Xihe Holy Land, you have forgotten that Brother Xu washed Xiling in blood back then, the swordsman has no good temper, didn't the dean let you die?"

"I think the dean clearly doesn't want to accept the boss, so he gave such a problem, or just resign, the name of the Wushuang Inner Courtyard sounds big, but it's not worth the boss's life!"

"I think the third brother is right, it's nothing if you don't go to this peerless academy, so why Yun Xiaoxiao won't be knocked out by the boss with three punches and two feet, I think the martial arts taught here are average, not as good as the boss's own boxing skills. ”

The brothers who lost the dishes and chopsticks and discussed gossip all the opinions they gave were for Yang Fan to give up.

Don't these people know how good it is to worship the king's door?

They were just reluctant to let Yang Fan complete such a difficult task.

Because outsiders only care about whether you fly high or not, only family members care about whether you are tired of flying.

For orphans like Yang Fan, the people sitting around and eating together in front of him are his real family.

And it is for the sake of these family members that he must complete this task.

"I want to give it a try. ”

There was light in the young man's eyes: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I will come back, and I will never anger the sword venerables in Yingcheng." ”

Seeing that the eldest brother had made up his mind, everyone knew that they couldn't persuade him, so they picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, and drove the rice grains on the table into the bowl with chopsticks, but kept muttering.

"Then don't blame my brother for not reminding you, if it's not good, come back quickly, the business of the medicine store is getting better and better, you should do a good job in the promising profession of nursing home." ”

"Yes, yes, we are all weak doctors, if you meet a bad person, you can't get out, you have to come back early. ”

"Alas, the patrol captain has been hanging outside the medicine house lately, and his eyes are always staring at the little girl..."

This is a clear persuasion, it is used to intimidate, Lu Xuening, who knows the temperament of this group of stinky boys, knocked on the table with the tail of chopsticks and said: "If you don't want to eat, go to the medicine garden to plant grass, and if you have too much strength, go to the front hall to serve the night!"

In a word, everyone was so frightened that everyone closed their mouths, and the dinner table returned to the regular appearance of only the sound of chewing just now.

After scolding the apprentice, Lu Xuening said to Yang Fan: "Do what you want to do, just do it, this is a good opportunity, don't miss it." ”

There are some things that Lu Xuening is inconvenient to say, but no one understands better than her, who was born in the sect, how blessed it is to worship under the disciple of the youngest king of Xihe and become a great disciple of the founding mountain.

Yang Fan is indeed very good, but is he really good enough to worship Tang Luo's door wall, Lu Xuening is very skeptical.

But she is not good at putting pressure on Yang Fan, so she can only give the most useful and useless advice.

Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven.

The young man with unequal information naturally didn't understand how many thoughts were circulating in Lu Xuening's mind, he just nodded vigorously.

The next day, Yang Fan, who was packing his luggage and preparing to go to Yuanzhou, opened the door and saw that Elder Du Ting and several craftsmen were standing at the door of his house.

"The dean has a life, Yang Fan has a heavy responsibility this time, and Yuanzhou's road is difficult and dangerous, so he assigned us to select equipment from the arsenal. ”

Obviously, Du Ting looked down on Yang Fan very much, so his eyes were raised very high when he spoke, after all, in his opinion, Du Ziteng's qualifications were a thousand times better than Yang Fanbai, if the inner courtyard wanted to accept apprentices, it would not be the turn of this mediocre kid in front of him.

He took a spirit sword from the craftsman's hand with one hand, and said coldly: "The name of this sword is Pingshi, but the dean was in a hurry overnight The craftsman cast it for you and took it to you on the road." ”