There is no such thing as an innate strongman, and Bi Fan is no exception.

The only fairness in the path of martial arts is that everyone can reach the heights they look up to through endless cultivation, at least in the body refining realm, and every effort will be rewarded accordingly.

Constantly cultivating your physique will make your body harder than steel, and constantly cultivating your body will make your pace infinitely higher than that of martial arts.

This is also what Bi Fan has been able to achieve so far.

The candle flame in the side hall was slowly burning, time was passing, and the slightly emaciated body was tempered over and over again.

He had no background, and he didn't have the resources to cultivate, so he could only rely on the best efforts he could get so far to create.

The bright moon hung in the air, draping the entire martial arts academy with a white veil.

Call......

Bi Fan restored all the utensils to their original state, blew out the lamps and candles, and put on his robes.

Soaked wet, he carefully opened the door to the side hall.

"......" The moment he stepped out of the side hall, he saw a figure in a white underwear standing under the cold moon outside the door, and his eyes looked at him in a daze.

Still a natural and gentle smile, "Why are you here?"

Qingxiu's face looked a little flustered in the moonlight, she could see the Bi Fan sweating in the dim candlelight, but he couldn't see Qingya standing quietly in the cold wind, the two were just separated by a door.

Clear tears slid down Bai Zhan's cheeks, and the hair on his sideburns was a little messy ~ messy by the wind.

"You've always cultivated like this, haven't you?" In the soft words, there was a kind of question that Bi Fan couldn't refute.

It wasn't until today that she knew how cruel cultivation was, and how lucky they were before compared to those practices in the Chuwu Academy.

In the square in the Wild Dragon City, watching him easily defeat Qian Hua, knowing that he was very strong, the surprise that emerged in her heart was beyond words, but she could not have imagined that behind that strength was such a dedication.

Today's practice also made her understand that everyone's strength is what they deserve, and that is what they have paid for with their sweat.

There is no favor from the gods, there is just the ruthless martial arts of the martial world.

With his hand behind his back, he wiped the dust on his robe and stretched out his palm.

The moment he touched her cheek, a trace of coldness passed into his palm, and he carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Today's training is very tired" takes in the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and always has such a soft posture when facing Qingya.

Qing Ya held back her tears and shook her head, what is this accumulation, they have only been cultivating for two hours, and he doesn't know how long he has been cultivating.

In the past, he was looked down upon, felt that he was not suitable for practicing martial arts at all, ridiculed him, insulted him, and insisted on practicing every day.

"Why don't you tell me, at least you won't be alone, why hide everything in your heart" Qingya raised her head as much as she could, looking at Bi Fan.

If it weren't for the assessment a month later, if it weren't for Mentor Tang's instructions when he left, she might never know what kind of practice Bi Fan was doing every day.

"Silly girl" Bi Fan stretched out his hand and took it into his arms, tears wet ~ the robe, and the sweat blended, "Everything you do is worth it."

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The early sun shone on Tushanbao's palace again, and Bi Fan pushed open the door of the side hall.

The whistling wind of the wooden sticks sounded, but figures appeared in the hall.

They also understand that they can only rely on themselves for their own cultivation, and others can only give them methods.

Bi Fan showed a relieved smile, as Tutor Tang said when he left, they were really good.

The next day's practice was obviously more strenger, with two hours in the morning and two hours again in the afternoon.

In the evening, Bi Fan still distributed herbs to everyone to treat bruises, and fetched hot water for everyone.

Watching their cultivation gradually become regular, Bi Fan did not stay idle, and when he had time, he went to the Fish Dragon Mountain of the Martial Arts Academy, which was an extremely prosperous place, where the Fang Market, the Mission Hall and some important buildings of the Martial Arts Academy were located.

He needed to find a place where he could earn spirit stones.

First, everyone needs the support of herbs to practice, and they need to buy spirit stones, and second, he is already very short of money.

"In the future, you will practice separately every day, I have something to do temporarily, and I will not be here during the day" On the night of the fifth day, Bi Fan looked at the people who were gobbling up their meals.

Because the daily cultivation time is longer, the consumption of physical strength is also huge.

Although their Tushan bag was not as luxurious as other disciples, they could get a lot of food and drink every year.

Everyone stopped the food in their hands and looked at Bi Fan in surprise.

"Because I temporarily found a place to make money, I can't guide you to practice during the day, I'm sorry," Bi Fan said a little embarrassed, "But I'll come back at night, if you encounter any difficulties in your daily practice, you can have time to communicate, and your cultivation is on the right track now, and you don't need me much anymore."

Hearing Bi Fan's words, several people nodded silently.

After all, Bi Fan has no obligation to do everything for them, he has done his best to do it for them, and it is up to them whether they can achieve a good result in this month's exercise.

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Although the place of Yulong Peak is small, it is full of organs, and it seems that the people of the auction house, the herb shop, the armory pavilion, and the martial arts building are all standing here.

Passing through the bustling crowds along the streets, most of the people who came here were disciples of the martial arts academy.

The Martial Arts Academy is not like the Junior Martial Academy, which stipulates that disciples can practice for a few years, and as long as the disciples are willing and pay the corresponding funds, they can continue to practice in the academy.

This also led to the fact that the academy was quite chaotic except for the residences of the new disciples, and there were five year disciples, ten year disciples, and even disciples who had practiced in the martial arts academy for decades.

It seems that although these disciples who have cultivated for many years are named Martial Arts Academy, they are out on missions all year round, and when they come back, they only go to the mission hall to exchange tasks, so Yulong Peak is very lively, but it is also mixed.

Because some disciples have been away all the year round, they have more contact with the outside world, and they are contaminated with habits such as alcoholism and hatred.

"Senior" Bi Fan walked into a hall of herbs that was not very large.

The smell inside was a little pungent, and an old man with a clumsy body was busy in the front hall, while there was only one guest in the hall, a middle-aged woman, who had come to buy some simple herbs.

"Remember, the martial fire is boiled for half an hour, and then boiled for an hour, and the medicinal properties can be revealed" packed the herbs and handed them to the woman, and then looked at Bi Fan who walked in.

They had seen each other before, but now that he was old, he had a lot of inconveniences in his movements, and this herb hall happened to need someone to take care of it, and it just so happened that Bi Fan knew a little about some herbs, so he could serve it.

Because the old man prescribed medicine many years ago and treated a patient to death, he no longer prescribes medicine from then on, and everyone who comes here comes to buy medicinal herbs with prescriptions, and there is no need for Bi Fan to know pharmacology and medical skills.

"It's good that Xiaofan is here, hey...... This is old, and the body just doesn't obey the call, in the future, this store will be handed over to you, my old man is useless" The old man was wearing a purple and black satin, and walked out of front of the cabinet with his hands behind his back, "Today, I will take you to familiarize yourself with it first~ Yaotang, tomorrow, you will guard here for me"

"The younger generation should do their best," Bi Fan said with his forehead bowed.

The arrangement of the medicine hall is described one by one with Bi Fan, among which there are two floors of this medicine hall, the first floor is full of cabinets of some herbs that are often purchased on weekdays, and the second floor is rare herbs.

The old man walked in front and asked Bi Fan from time to time about the name and properties of the medicine.

And Bi Fan is one by one, all the herbs in this are recorded in the "Compendium of Lingcao", so there is no difficulty.

"Xiao Fan, is your family an ancestral thatched cottage?" Seeing that some of his questions were difficult for Bi Fan, he asked curiously.

"Don't hide it from my predecessors, everyone in my family is an ordinary family, and I just read some books of herbs in my spare time," Bi Fan replied respectfully, but he did not tell the truth about the "Compendium of Spirit Grass".

With his in-depth reading, the "Compendium of Lingcao" not only pays attention to the theory of medicinal pharmacology, the first half is just an introduction, and the second half records some other things.

"It's amazing, at a young age, just read some herbal medicine books to be able to know this, then if you study it in depth in the future, it's not amazing," the old man said with a smile, and he didn't ask any more questions.

"The predecessors praised it falsely" He didn't explain much about the praise of the old man.

For the old man, now the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy are all practicing martial arts, and they are not familiar with anything else, so he has been taking care of the grass hall and cannot find suitable help.

At present, Bi Fan's appearance can be said to make him very relieved, and his sex is also gentle and calm, not as exaggerated as ordinary teenagers, and more importantly, he is familiar with medicinal herbs and the like.

"Okay, I'll take you to the back hall and have a look. In the future, you don't need to call me senior, just call me Wang Lao, others call me that" Coming out of the back door of the front hall, what greeted me was a small courtyard, which was planted with two locust trees, standing on both sides.

Walking along the stone steps, Bi Fan saw something.

"Elder Wang, do you know how to do alchemy?"

In the corner of the wall, a rusty bronze stove sits aside, as if it had not been used for many years.

"What do you say this?" Looking at the bronze furnace, the old man shook his head, "It was handed down by the ancestors, my Wang family used to be regarded as an alchemy family, but with the development of martial arts, the alchemy art gradually declined, and my Wang family's alchemy was not available hundreds of years ago, but this bronze furnace is very strong, and after many years, although there are rusts, it can withstand it."

When the martial arts world first opened, martial arts, Danshu, formations, and sword techniques all developed in their own ways.

However, in the end, the martial arts were independent, and now the martial arts are prosperous, but there are few other branches such as Danshu, formations, and sword techniques.

Thinking that the once glorious Wang Jia Dan vein had reached his generation, he had become a person who relied on selling some herbs for a living in this martial arts academy, and his heart was uneven.

"Standing from heaven, earth and man, three talents are positioned, the martial arts world is opened, prosperity and decline are inevitable, Wang Lao does not have to be too sad" The years are ruthless, and countless peaks have been wiped out in the vicissitudes of time, although they are all practicing martial arts, but after all, it is difficult to change the luck of the realm.

"Don't say it, don't say it, follow me to the back hall" Wang Lao raised his head as much as he could, and walked towards the back hall, all of which were described one by one.

With Bi Fan's help, he doesn't have to work every day, but he is relieved.

Bi Fan is indeed a very good seedling, looking at the busy figure of the young man, there is a lot of praise in his mouth.

He is a modest person, and he is also orderly for the herbs, and puts some of the herbs that are often purchased in a conspicuous position as much as possible.

Since Bi Fan officially took over on the first day, the old man didn't come to the cottage much, lit a fire in the backyard, and boiled one or two cups of turbid tea, but he ended up idle for many days.

Bi Fan was also in this cottage during the day, and went back at night to give a little guidance to the cultivation of the five people.

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"Do you want to tell Brother Bi Fan about this?"

"Since the last time Senior Brother Bai Yi left with a few people, how could such a thing happen?"

At night, in the main hall, the five of them sat together, but they were a little at a loss, Bai Yi made a big incident, somehow, he actually issued a challenge order to the Zhu Cai of the Dragon Capture Academy, and all the new disciples knew about it for a while, if they hadn't gone down the mountain this time, they wouldn't have known about it at all.

"Brother Bi Fan kindly persuaded him that day, but he ignored it, and ignored what Mentor Tang said when he left, now like this, why should we bother to ask."

"Having said that, after all, we are all from the Chuwu Academy, if we don't ask, I'm afraid that Mentor Tang will also be cold."

"Brother Bi Fan is busy enough now, where does he have time to care about this, and besides, this matter was also caused by Bai Yi himself, let him be embarrassed."

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Just when the five of them were discussing, Bi Fan took advantage of the moonlight to return, and everyone had finished practicing at this moment, but the main hall was lit up.

"What's wrong?" Bi Fan came in and asked, vaguely hearing them mention Bai Yi outside.

Hao An, a few people, you pushed me, but no one was willing to speak.

First, Bi Fan has come back later and later recently, and he must be very busy; second, this time the incident is Bai Yi and a few people, Bai Yi was able to hold his own strength that day, and he forcibly did not join everyone, but now he is making trouble, and they don't want to care.

"Bai Yi has an accident?" looked at the expressions of several people, Bi Fan guessed.

"Forget it, I'll say it" Hao An took a breath and tried his best to calm down, "The five of us went to the bottom of the mountain tonight, and we happened to hear one thing, saying that Senior Brother Bai Yi was angry with Zhu Cai of the Dragon Capture Academy, and he wanted to compete with him, and he made a bet, and whoever loses will leave the Martial Arts Academy."