Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Tai Chi.

Chapter 4 Chance
After the steward of the medicine hall announced that the three-year period was changed to two years, Yang Chan found that there were more people in the courtyard who were practicing Bull Demon Daliquan. .

Everyone's face turned pale, their energy and blood were exhausted, but they still forcibly practiced the Bull Demon's Great Strength Fist.

After the announcement of the steward, within three days, Yang Chan saw more than 20 corpses being carried away and buried in the medicine hall. These were only the servant disciples in the medicine hall, and the servant disciples in other halls probably No less than in the medicine hall.

This attitude of using the life scroll made Yang Chan realize the seriousness of the disaster in Qingzhou, because if the disaster in Qingzhou was not too serious, these handyman disciples would not be so desperate, after all, there is only one life.

As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die.

Only if you can't survive outside, you will choose this way.

However, after seeing so many people died, some handyman disciples quietly returned to normal, not so much, but only a part of them.

Seeing this situation, the steward of Qingyuan Sect arranged for people to do some acupuncture as usual, lest someone die in the house but no one knows, and the body stinks.

In this hot weather, within a few hours, the corpse will stink, and it may even cause infectious diseases.

When Yang Chan was doing the Dianmao, he noticed that on the Dianmao list, many names were crossed out, all of them were dead people.

His daily tasks are also increasing, because the handyman disciples are dead, and the tasks of these people are distributed to all the handyman disciples.

The people who still had time to chat before disappeared, and most of them were sad and silent.

And the new handyman disciples have started to recruit again. This is for the whole Qingzhou to recruit, to make up for the group of handyman disciples who are about to be dismissed for more than two years. In the famine era, one can predict how fierce the competition will be up.

If the recruitment of new handyman disciples is completed, the tasks of these handyman disciples will be reduced, but no one will be happy about this, because most of the old handyman disciples will be dismissed, which is also the case for most of them. The fate of the handyman disciple.

These days, Yang Chan's daily practice progress is still improving steadily, but he is not very happy, and his face is also showing sadness. Although the increased task load is evenly distributed, he is really very tired now.

After completing the chores every day, he wanted to lie down and rest.

This is true for the handyman disciples, but there is no change for the official disciples of Qingyuanmen, because it has no effect on the official disciples at all.

Formal disciples are from Qingyuanmen.

During the break at noon, Yang Chan did not relax, but joined the crowd who were practicing Bull Demon Dali Fist. Even though some handyman disciples fell beside them, they did not stop them.

Pharmacy.

"Master, today's harvest of herbs in the medicine field has decreased by [-]%. The weather is too hot. Even if we arrange watering for the handyman disciples, many medicines are still sunburned to death."

"The amount of medicine collected at the foot of the mountain has decreased by [-]%. If the weather is still so hot, it is estimated that the subsequent harvest will be even lower."

Si Kongyan, as the deacon of medicine collection in the pharmacy, naturally knows the situation of collecting medicines every day, and also knows the source of the lack of medicines received.

This is a natural disaster, and it cannot be fought by manpower.

"In the future, we will arrange a group of handyman disciples to water the medicine field every day. The situation in the medicine field must be stabilized. As long as there is a heavy rain, it will return to normal."

Gu An nodded. It was not the first time he had heard such bad news. The harvest of medicines was decreasing every day, so he could only do his best.

As the head of the medicine hall and the elder of Qingyuanmen, he naturally reported these problems to the suzerain and others, but there was no good solution.

"One month later, it will be the day for the tribute medicine. You handle it yourself and arrange for someone to receive it."

Gu An ordered.

The medicines in the Qingyuanmen, the medicine field and the collection of medicines are only part of it. More medicines are the medicines that are tributed by the Qingyuanmen in Qingzhou. If you pay attention, I will arrange disciples in the sect to help solve some troubles.

"It is the hall master, and I will definitely not disappoint the hall master's trust."

After hearing this, Sikong Yan showed joy on his face, because he was responsible for receiving the medicines sent from various places, which meant that he could get benefits from it.

The medicines that are usually in short supply in practice can also be seen in the first time, and you can use your power to get some of them.

As long as it's not too much, generally no one cares.

"Are these people disciples who have been working on the mountain for more than two years?"

Gu An saw the disciples who were working hard to practice Bull Demon Daliquan in the free time at noon on the open space, and asked casually.

Most of these disciples are deficient in Qi and blood. Although they are proficient in the cultivation of Bull Demon Dali Fist, their movements are not very standard.

"what!"

Suddenly, Gu An saw a figure among the group of people, but his eyes lit up.

"Who is this man."

Gu An pointed to a person in the crowd who practiced the Great Bull Demon Fist, and asked.

Si Kongyan didn't answer, but looked at the manager aside. As the deacon of the medicine hall, he naturally didn't care about these handyman disciples.

"Return to the hall master, this person is Yang Chan, he has been on the mountain for two and a half years, and he is a drug boy from Jishan Town."

After the deacon saw who Gu An was referring to, he instantly revealed Yang Chan's identity. The recruitment of handyman disciples in the Qingyuan Sect requires a clean family background, and the background is very traceable.

"Back then, I paid tribute to a hundred-year-old ginseng and became a disciple of a handyman. Before entering Qingyuan's gate, I was a drug boy and worked."

The deacon opened his hands and found Yang Chan's journey up the mountain and some simple comments from Yang Chan.

"Two and a half years, and his aptitude is relatively average. This person is about to succeed in practicing Bull Demon Daliquan. If he can comprehend the Mang Niu Jin, he can be admitted to the medicine hall!"

After Gu An listened to it for two and a half years, his interest in Yang Chan became much less. If it was one and a half years or even shorter, then he would be a good candidate.

But even so, if you can comprehend strength, you can still be included in the Qingyuan Sect as an ordinary disciple.

In addition to Yang Chan's evaluation, it is not bad to work diligently, and at the same time, it can also give these handyman disciples some hope.

After all, it is a good story that a handyman disciple who has been in the school for two and a half years, before retiring from the Qing Dynasty, realized the strength and became an official disciple of Qingyuanmen.

It can also give some hope to those who are approaching their two-year mark.

The high-level figures of Qingyuanmen are naturally happy to see this situation.

"Yes, Hall Master."

After hearing this, Si Kongyan instantly understood what Gu An meant.

During this period of time, a lot of handyman disciples died, which made some handyman disciples a little scared and slack. If the news of Yang Chan can be heard at this time, the situation will naturally be much better.

This is a living sign.

"After drying the medicine, you send Yang Chan a bowl of nourishing qi and nourishing soup."

Si Kongyan looked at the steward at the side and ordered.

"Yes, Deacon."

The manager hurriedly replied, and at the same time lamented Yang Chan's good luck.

(End of this chapter)