"You guys wait a minute!" Liao Wuwei said to the two of them, and then slowly walked into the hut.

Smiling and nodding, Yang Ming put his hands on his abdomen, his fingers involuntarily hit the back of his hand, his face seemed calm, but in fact, he was extremely nervous.

After a long time, the door of the thatched hut opened with a "bang", and before Yang Ming and the others had time to be surprised, an irresistible suction force swallowed them directly into the thatched hut.

The sudden scene really scared the two of them, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts, how strong internal force it takes to suck the two big living people away from the air.

At the same time, the two of them couldn't help but have the same word in their hearts - unfathomable!

When the bodies of the two of them could be controlled independently, they found that in the thatched hut, an old man with a cloak was staring at the two of them with blazing eyes.

"Are you talking about this kid?" The old man with his hair was locked, and his eyes were locked on Yang Ming's body, which made Yang Ming secretly admire.

"Senior Yang Ming, I've seen Senior Lin!" bowed deeply, clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully.

"Junior Ou Zhaoji, I've seen my senior!"

After taking a deep look at Yang Ming, the old man waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

"Senior, you ......" Yang Ming and the three couldn't help but widen their eyes, and this was the end of it.

"Senior, for the sake of the family teacher, accept this kid!" Liao Wuwei hurriedly arched his hand and pleaded.

"No, this kid's qualifications are too poor!" said the old man, pouting.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's heart moved, he stepped out, and said respectfully: "Although the junior is not talented, he has determination!"

"Practicing martial arts does require determination, but after all, it's not as important as talent, you can't!" The old man raised his index finger and shook it towards Yang Ming, directly sentencing Yang Ming to death.

Hearing this, Yang Ming was also angry, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, how do you know if you haven't tried it? This talent is given by God, but I don't believe in heaven, I believe that man will win the sky!"

When the old man with the hair heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Yang Ming, shut up!"

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Liao Wuwei's face suddenly changed, and he almost used a scolding tone, secretly regretting it in his heart at the same time, he knew that he would not bring Yang Ming here.

"Little Liaozi, don't interject, let this kid say, if he can convince me, I will really give him a chance. Looking at Yang Ming's appearance, the old man with the hair was a little interested, sat up straight, and said.

Yang Ming pursed his lips, as if he was organizing language, and was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Senior, have you ever seen a miracle?"

The old man with the hair looked at him quietly, but did not speak.

"I think my predecessors should have heard that this heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, where there is light, there will be darkness, there is no mutual birth, difficulty and ease are mutually beneficial, the moon is still cloudy and sunny, let alone people?"

"Since God didn't give me a good skin, I can only strive for it, success is a miracle, defeat is death!" Yang Ming's words are sonorous and powerful, for a martial arts fan, not only value the life of the rivers and lakes, but also the spirit of pursuing martial arts.

"Well said, a good one can only be strived for. ”

"You... I'll take this disciple!" The old man with the hair stared at Yang Ming with sparkling eyes, and a look of appreciation appeared in his deep eyes.

Hearing this, a touch of ecstasy finally appeared on Yang Ming's face, his knees bent, he knelt down, and kowtowed three times, which can be regarded as having passed the apprenticeship ceremony.

After seeing Yang Ming perform the apprenticeship action, his voice suddenly became a little less indifferent, and said: "If you want to come to the old man's name and identity, the little Liao Zi has told you, and I won't repeat it as a teacher, before that, I have to make a request to you, if you don't want to, then let's treat it as if nothing happened before." ”

Hearing Lin Tianchong's words, Yang Ming's face suddenly turned solemn, and he said respectfully: "Please show it to Master!"

"I have to ask that you not be allowed to practice any martial arts for three years, can you do this?" Lin Tianchong stared at him tightly and asked with a solemn face.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple can do it!"

"Okay, although your body is defective, but it is not irreparable, for the teacher to let you not practice the exercises for three years, then because the meridians in your body are too fragile, if you rashly cultivate, not to mention the limited achievements in the future, when you rush the pulse, it may hurt the veins in your body, leaving a dark disease, so we must have another way to make up for the defects in your body. Lin Tianchong's face froze, and he said, "I'll give you a month, you go and prepare a bucket of rootless water, two iron vein stems, a forging bone flower, and a black horn fruit...... These medicinal materials are quite expensive, but there should be ...... in the academy."

Listening to Lin Tianchong spit out the names of dozens of medicinal materials in one breath like a few treasures, Yang Ming was instantly stunned.

Although, Yang Ming didn't know what it was, but listening to his teacher's tone, the price of these medicinal materials was definitely not cheap, and the little money on his body was definitely not enough.

Thinking of money, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, in such a short period of time, he went there to get so much money.

"Teacher...... How much does this medicinal herb cost?" Yang Ming asked timidly.

"About a few hundred taels ......"

As soon as he heard that it was a few hundred taels, Yang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, which was still within the acceptable range, but when Lin Tianchong slowly spit out the last two words "gold", Yang Ming's face suddenly turned green.

A few hundred taels of gold is equivalent to tens of thousands of taels of silver!

"Master, the disciple used to be just a shopkeeper, and I'm afraid I don't have any savings, you ...... old."

Before Yang Ming's words were finished, he was interrupted by Lin Tianchong, and said: "That's your business, this is the secret recipe for taking a life's exclusive strong pulse and forging bones, others can't ask for it, you kid is good, you give the secret recipe and want to ask for money from the teacher, how can there be such a good thing in this world......" Lin Tianchong's laughing and scolding voice slowly sounded in Yang Ming's ears.

"The number one holy hand in the world took a life?" Liao Wuwei exclaimed.

Hearing Liao Wuwei's surprised voice, Yang Ming and Ou Zhaoji's hearts moved slightly, but they didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary prescription was actually from the hand of the first divine doctor.

Thinking of this, the two hurriedly wrote down the prescription, not daring to forget a trace.

"The first holy hand of fart, killing one person and saving one person is called a holy hand? I think it should be called a butcher. A flash of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes.

......

After listening to Lin Tianchong's explanation, Yang Ming returned to the Nameless Pavilion without giving up, and even Liao Wuwei's congratulations to him just coped with things, which made the two of them constantly complain that Yang Ming was ungrateful.

It's not that Yang Ming deliberately ignores these two people, but that he is thinking about how to earn these tens of thousands of taels of silver in the shortest possible time in his mind at this time.

"Alas, there are many ways to make money, but to earn tens of thousands of taels in a month, this difficulty is really not small......" Sighing depressedly, Yang Ming drooped his head and followed behind the two, and suddenly, on the way back to the Nameless Pavilion, a gust of fragrant wind drifted into Yang Ming's nose.

Suddenly, Yang Ming's eyes lit up suddenly.