The next day, when the sky was bright, a miscellaneous disciple came to inform that the caretaker of the medicine garden had summoned Zhao Ping'an.

Zhao Ping'an was a little surprised, but soon his face returned to normal.

After a moment's hesitation, he followed the man to the medicine garden's guard's quarters.

"Zhao Ping'an, come in."

As soon as he came to an attic, the cold voice of the medicine garden guard came from inside.

The attic was very bright, and the guards of the medicine garden sat on the ground casually, under the wide robes, unable to hide their graceful and moving figures.

Her complexion looks much better, the toxins in her body have been completely resolved, and the whole person sits there without anger and self-authority, with a very powerful aura.

"Meet the guards."

Zhao Ping'an was neither humble nor arrogant, and saluted to the caretaker of the medicine garden.

"Excuse me."

"The medicine garden was almost destroyed yesterday, and it is thanks to you that the medicine garden was spared."

"I've always had clear rewards and punishments, and there are five hundred spirit stones in here, so let's take it as a reward for you."

As soon as the words of the caretaker of the medicine garden fell, she casually took out a bag of spirit stones and sent them into Zhao Ping'an's hand through the air.

"Thank you, the guards."

Zhao Ping'an did not refuse, and directly accepted these spirit stones.

He will have to make higher-grade talismans in the future, and there are still many places where he needs to spend spirit stones, not to mention that the medicine garden guards reward hundreds of spirit stones, even if it is only a reward of dozens of spirit stones, Zhao Ping'an will not be too little.

"No thanks, you deserve this."

"Zhao Ping'an, I see that you are a smart person, and you have a good talent for talisman making, how about I want to promote you to be the senior brother who is in charge of all the miscellaneous disciples in the Medicine Garden?"

After seeing Zhao Ping'an accept his spirit stone, the beautiful eyes of the medicine garden guard flashed, and then he proposed like this.

She has her own considerations, Zhao Ping'an is a rare first-order talisman master of the younger generation of the sect, and after yesterday's battle, he has shown a good mind and the city, and the caretaker of the medicine garden is quite satisfied with Zhao Ping'an.

This is also the reason why the caretaker of the medicine garden summoned Zhao Ping'an as soon as he recovered from his injury.

"Guard, I think it's good to be a sweeping handyman disciple, I think it's better to forget the position of this medicine garden handyman senior brother."

In front of the guards of the medicine garden, Zhao Ping'an pondered for a moment and unexpectedly refused.

"Oh?"

"Do you dislike the position of the senior brother of the medicine garden, and you are not as good as your status as an official disciple of the original sect?" The medicine garden guard was a little surprised, frowned, and asked.

"Not really."

Zhao Ping'an shook his head and explained, "Ever since I was demoted to the Medicine Garden as a miscellaneous disciple, I have seen everything. ”

"For me, it's good to be a sweeping handyman disciple, at least I don't have to worry about too many things, and I don't have so many worries and pressures."

It's not that Zhao Ping'an doesn't look down on the position given by the caretaker of the medicine garden, but he doesn't want to restrain his energy too much because of the rest of the things.

He was reincarnated as a human this time, and he only hoped that he could become stronger as soon as possible by cultivating the "Immortal Sword Technique" and unearth the true mystery of the Immortal Tower.

If you take over the position of Senior Brother of the Medicine Garden, you will have to worry about the things up and down the Medicine Garden every day like Sun Fatzi at the beginning, and there will be no extra time to cultivate at that time.

"Your idea is quite unique."

The medicine garden guard's beautiful eyes were bright, and he glanced at Zhao Ping'an deeply.

You must know that the position of the senior brother of the medicine garden miscellaneous servant does not know how many miscellaneous disciples dream of the identity, but Zhao Ping'an refused in person.

"Please forgive me."

Zhao Ping'an said with a hint of apology.

"That's it."

"You go back."

The caretaker of the medicine garden waved his hand and signaled that Zhao Ping'an could leave.

She didn't force Zhao Ping'an, who was no longer an ordinary miscellaneous disciple of the Medicine Garden, but a first-order rune master with an extremely high talent for talismans, and yesterday she led Sun Fatzi away to save the Medicine Garden.

Even if the guards of the medicine garden were amazingly powerful, it was not good to forcibly ask Zhao Ping'an to do anything at this moment.

Zhao Ping'an did not linger any longer, and after facing the guards of the medicine garden again, he immediately left the attic.

"It's not easy."

"I don't want to be a senior brother of the medicine garden, I'm afraid I have a higher goal."

Looking at Zhao Ping'an's departing figure, the beautiful eyes of the medicine garden guard became deep, and he whispered to himself.

After coming out of the residence of the caretaker of the medicine garden, Zhao Ping'an did not return to his wooden house, but took a broom to meet Wang Cripple, and the two cleaned the corresponding position of the medicine garden.

"Ping'an, thanks to you yesterday, I heard them say that it was you who led Sun Fatzi away."

"Otherwise, we're all going to die."

"You saved me again."

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Wang Cripple still had palpitations and said to Zhao Ping'an.

"Senior Brother Wang, between the two of us, there is no need to be so polite."

"It's all in the past."

Zhao Ping'an smiled slightly, signaling that Wang Cripple didn't need to take it to heart.

"I've been in this medicine garden for many years, and the most fortunate thing is to know you."

Wang lame said stupidly.

It's not that he is sensational, but he realizes that Zhao Ping'an has indeed saved himself several times.

In addition to yesterday's incident, there was also a talisman like the last time when supplies were delivered to the front line, if it weren't for the talisman given by Zhao Ping'an, he would have become a corpse like other miscellaneous disciples by now.

"By the way, Ping'an, what happened to Sun Fatzi?"

The lame king hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I don't know."

"After I lured him away yesterday, I haven't heard from him again, most likely because he ran to the Frost Moon Gate to avoid the pursuit of the sect."

Zhao Ping'an thought about it and responded perfunctorily.

The real Sun Fat Man has already been killed by his own hands, and even his corpse has been reduced to ashes.

"I really didn't expect that Sun Fatzi would not be able to put the medicine garden handyman as a senior brother, and he actually colluded with the Frost Moon Gate."

"I knew he wasn't a good thing."

The lame king was a little embarrassed and said indignantly.

……

In the following days, Zhao Ping'an was still the same as usual, cleaning the medicine garden with Wang Cripple every morning, and the rest of the time was used to practice the "Immortal Sword Technique" and talisman making.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is more than half a year.

For most of the year, the battle between the Sword Sect and the Frost Moon Sect has become more intense, and the battle between the two Immortal Cultivation Sects was originally limited to the front line, and as time passed, it had begun to affect their respective rear areas.

There were many times when the disciples of the Frost Moon Gate lurked in the Mountain Gate of the Sword Sect and brazenly launched a terrifying attack, but the disciples of the Sword Sect naturally did not get used to it, and launched a counterattack towards the station of the Frost Moon Gate with the same means.

The casualties on both sides are getting more and more serious, and even the miscellaneous disciples sent out by the medicine garden to support logistics are becoming more and more insufficient.

On this day, Zhao Ping'an, who was cultivating in the wooden house, was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door outside.

"Zhao Ping'an, are you in there?"

The light and beautiful voice fell into Zhao Ping'an's ears from outside the courtyard.

Zhao Ping'an listened to this voice and was a little familiar, hesitated for a moment, and still walked outside.