In one night, Yang Fan mastered the cloak sword technique to a small degree.
The speed was so fast that he was speechless.
Could it be that he is really a genius?
The next day, school.
Han Li came again and brought shocking news: "Yang Fan, you will never guess what happened last night?"
"Could it be that Yang Tai was killed?" Yang Fan asked back.
"He was killed." Han Li raised his thumb and said in a low voice, "It is also the same as we speculated. Yesterday, the county captain came to surround Taifeng Tower without killing him, so he was fishing for the old man of the Yang family in the county. Come here to solve the problem. Sure enough, the Yang family went out. They were afraid of an accident, so they took the elites of the clan with them. As a result, they were surrounded and killed by the county lieutenant who was ambushing halfway. After all, Mr. Yang was an eighth-level warrior and was hit twice. Arrow, one arm was cut off, and just like that, he was killed by him forcefully and fled into the Yunwu Mountain."
Yang Fan was surprised.
Guessing is just guessing after all.
But it really happened, and it’s still a bit unbelievable: “The Yang family has a great business, and they are being surrounded and killed like this. Aren’t the county officials afraid?”
"Colluding with the Blood Wolf Thieves, this alone can send the Yang family into a place of eternal disaster." Han Li sneered, "The most important thing is that the Yang family was caught off guard, otherwise, even if they really colluded with the Blood Wolf Theft is not a big problem."
Tai Fung House has changed owners.
The Yang family in the county will also be wiped out.
You used to have great glory, but once the building collapses, it will disappear.
But one thing is certain, the county captain is an eighth-grade cultivation base.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
This morning, Yang Fan found Manager Wang and said, "Uncle Wang, I have finished all my studies. Can I apply to you for assessment?"
"True or false?" Manager Wang was surprised.
"How dare I lie to you about this!" Yang Fan said, "How about you take the test first?"
"Okay, wait for me for a moment." Manager Wang was about to enter the pharmacy, but paused, turned and left.
After a while, he took out a medicine bag, put it on the table, opened it, and said at the same time: "It stands to reason that you only need to remember the properties of the medicine and learn to distinguish them simply. You can learn whether to learn medicine or not. After all, medicine is used in medicine halls." It’s also marked on the cabinet, so you won’t need to go into the mountains to collect herbs. But it’s always a good idea to learn more. If you have a prescription in the future, you can directly identify the medicine.”
While speaking, he had already opened the medicine package, spread out the messy herbs inside, and said: "There are a total of eighteen medicines in this. Please separate them all for me and tell me which eighteen medicines they are. Don't tell me. Harsh, because the real assessment of you will probably be like this."
"Okay!" Yang Fan stepped forward and began to classify, "Pellinix ternata, Poria cocos, Atractylodes..."
Soon, all eighteen herbs were separated.
"Awesome!" Manager Wang was always surprised, "You actually did it. Xiaofan, you are a genius in this regard, a real genius. Wait for me for a while, and I will call Manager Liu and Mr. Nangong."
He left in a hurry.
Soon, Manager Liu, Mr. Nangong, and Miss Nangong all came.
In addition, pharmacist Guan and others also came.
Even Dahu, Han Li and other apprentices came.
Yang Fan also came to the yard.
There are several tables and some stools set up here.
"Are you sure you have everything under control?" Nangong Wentian didn't believe it.
He knows how difficult that thing is.
At first, he only had a taste of it and was familiar with it.
"Sure!" Yang Fan was confident. Now was not the time to keep a low profile. His face was filled with confidence. "Please give me a question."
"Okay!" Nangong Wentian lifted his clothes and sat on the stool, "Shopkeeper Liu, submit the question!"
Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward, placed a large package on the table, slowly opened it, and spread out the medicine inside.
After seeing it clearly, even Yaoshi Guan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
The apprentices who watched all shuddered.
Because there are too many medicines.
There are a lot of misfortunes mixed together, and it is impossible to distinguish or recognize them.
"Ahem..." Shopkeeper Liu also felt that he had gone too far, so he said, "Yang Fan, as long as you recognize 80% of the medicine, you will pass. Is there any problem?"
He did not name how many.
Obviously to leave a suspense.
"No!" Yang Fan walked over.
Next to it are a medicine-splitting stick and small tweezers.
With the medicine stick in his left hand and the tweezers in his right hand, Yang Fan began to quickly divide the medicines and named each medicine at the same time.
There are all kinds of stem and leaf medicines, root medicines, mineral medicines, insect medicines, powder medicines, prepared medicines, etc.
This time, Yang Fan plans to act in a high profile.
Because the more talented you are, the more benefits you will get.
Moreover, this can only be regarded as a skill for making a living, and it is not a strength, so it cannot attract the attention of warriors.
Dispensing medicine is like flowing clouds and flowing water.
But one cup of tea time has already been divided into fifty portions.
"Shopkeeper Liu, there are fifty kinds in total, right?"
Yang Fan put down the small medicine stick and said confidently.
Bang bang bang...
Shopkeeper Liu clapped his hands and looked at Yang Fan as if he were looking at a piece of peerless jade: "Yes, there are fifty kinds, none of them are bad, all of them are correct. And you barely paused when distinguishing, which means that you have memorized all the characteristics. Remember After knowing the taste of medicine and memorizing its texture, even those who have been practicing medicine for many years may not be able to do it as well as you. Yang Fan, in this regard, you are the most talented person I have ever seen."
"Awesome, today is really an eye-opener." Nangong Wentian had already stood up, his eyes shining, "I am willing to admit defeat. I will select a high-quality Kung Fu book for you later, and then practice hard. I hope you can make progress in both medicine and martial arts. .”
"Thank you, Mr. Nangong!" Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just admit it.
"Sir!" Shopkeeper Liu came forward and said, "Since Yang Fan has a unique talent in medicine, how about letting him enter the medicine hall next? Follow the master and learn prescriptions, medicines, and diagnosis and treatment at the same time."
"Shopkeeper Liu, this is a waste of his talent." Nangong Wenxin, who had been silent, spoke up with a clear and sweet voice, "Yang Fan has an amazing memory and keen senses, and he should be good at martial arts. Why not let him memorize it first? Fangzi, it’s better to study medical records while practicing martial arts, so that you don’t miss both. If you are unsatisfactory in martial arts, it’s not too late to specialize in medicine.”
"Wenxin, you are very thoughtful. If you succeed in martial arts and then study medicine, you will definitely become a real master in the future." Nangong Wentian made the decision on the spot.
Manager Liu could only nod.
After chatting for a while, everyone dispersed.
But the apprentices were no longer calm.
They were still memorizing the medicinal materials, but they had passed the assessment in advance and received special rewards and special training.
What a sour word.
Even Han Li had a sour taste, but he obediently followed the pharmacist back to the school to continue studying.
noon.
Yang Fan was called away to have dinner with Nangong Wentian.
It was just the two of them.
The other party was very enthusiastic and prepared a table of dishes.
"Sir, this is my first time to have such a sumptuous banquet." Yang Fan was extremely surprised and showed gratitude.
"This is nothing! With your talent, you can eat it often in the future." Nangong Wentian smiled and said, "Don't call me Young Master in the future, it's too foreign. I'll call you Xiaofan, and you can call me Brother Nangong or Wentian." It’s okay, brother.”
"Okay, Brother Nangong, I'm not welcome!"
"Haha, Xiaofan, you're just being polite and it's a shame!"
A win over, a compliment.
This meal was eaten with such enthusiasm.
Yang Fan also took advantage of the situation and asked some questions about martial arts.
Regarding common-sense things, Nangong Wentian did not hide it, but became even more enthusiastic.
Before being a martial artist, practicing boxing and palm palm training is just to lay the foundation. Strong muscles and bones, strong energy and blood, once reaching the limit, you will feel the barrier of martial arts.
In other words, human body confinement.
By condensing blood energy and turning emptiness into reality, one can break the barrier, step into the door of martial arts, and become a ninth-level warrior.
The practice of a warrior is to transport blood and energy, temper the body, and further strengthen the blood and energy until the next threshold.
Break through the many layers of imprisonment and become a first-level warrior.
"Legend has it that a first-grade warrior can blow up Tai Feng Tower with one punch. He can jump a hundred meters away and split mountain peaks with his sword. He is so powerful that it is beyond imagination." Nangong Wentian sighed with emotion and was filled with endless yearning.
"Brother Nangong, who is above the first rank?"
Yang Fan asked again.
