Reward

After the steward of the medicine hall announced that the period of three years would be changed to two years, Yang Chan found that more people were practising the Bull Demon Powerful Boxing in the courtyard. Even late at night, there were still people practising boxing. That kind of hard work.

Everyone's face was pale and their energy and blood were depleted, but they still practiced the Bull Demon Powerful Fist forcibly.

After the steward's announcement, within three days, Yang Chan saw more than 20 corpses being carried away and buried in the medicine hall. These were just the handyman disciples in the medicine hall, and the handyman disciples in other halls. It is estimated that it will not be less than in the medicine hall.

This attitude of using the life roll made Yang Chan realize the seriousness of Qingzhou's disaster because if the disaster in Qingzhou had not been too serious, these handyman disciples would not have been so desperate. After all, they only have one life.

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

You would only make this choice if you couldn't survive outside.

However, after seeing so many people dead, some of the handyman disciples quietly returned to normal and were no longer so troubled, but only partially.

When the steward of Qingyuanmen saw this situation, he arranged for someone to perform the death ceremony as usual so that no one would die in the house no one would know about it, and the body would stink.

In this hot weather, the body will stink in a few hours, and may even cause infectious diseases.

When Yang Chan was counting, he noticed that many names had been crossed out on the list, and they were all dead people.

His daily tasks are also increasing. Because the handyman disciples died, the tasks of these people were divided among all the handyman disciples.

The people who had had time to chat disappeared, and most of them had sad looks on their faces and were very silent.

And new handyman disciples have begun to be recruited again. This is recruiting for the entire Qingzhou to make up for the batch of handyman disciples who have been retired for more than two years. In the era of famine, you can imagine how fierce the competition will be.

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

Yang Chan's daily practice progress has been steadily improving these days, but he is not very happy, and his face also shows a sad look. Although the increased task load is evenly distributed, he is very tired now.

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

This is true for the handyman disciples, but there is no change for the formal disciples of the Qingyuan Sect because it has no impact on the formal disciples at all.

Official disciples are the people of the Qingyuan Sect.

During the lunch break, Yang Chan did not relax. Instead, he joined the group of people practising the Bull Demon Powerful Fist. Even if a handyman disciple fell next to them, he did not let these people stop.

Medicine hall.

"Hall Master, today's harvest of medicinal herbs in the medicinal field has been reduced by 30%. The weather is too hot. Even if we arrange for the handyman disciples to water the herbs, many herbs are still sunburned to death." "

The harvest of medicinal herbs at the foot of the mountain is even less than 40%. , if the weather is still so hot, it is estimated that the subsequent harvest will be even lower."

As the deacon who collects medicines in the medicine hall, Sikong Yan 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 that cannot be fought with human power.

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

Gu An nodded, hearing such bad news This is not the first time. The drug harvest is decreasing every day, so we can only do our best to help people.

As the leader of the medicine hall and the elder of the Qingyuan Sect, he naturally reported these problems to the sect leader and others, but there was no good solution.

"In one month, it will be the day to pay tribute to the medicine. You handle it personally and arrange for someone to receive it."

Gu An ordered.

Among the medicines in the Qingyuan Sect, medicine fields and collected medicines are only part of it. More medicines are the medicines donated by the forces protected by the Qingyuan Sect in Qingzhou. They pay tribute once every six months. There are many medicines in tribute, and naturally, the Qingyuan Sect becomes more and more popular. If you take it seriously, you will arrange for disciples in the sect to help solve some problems.

"He is the hall master, and he will live up to the trust of the hall master."

After hearing this, Sikong Yan's face showed joy, because he is responsible for receiving medicines sent from various places, which means that he can get benefits from them.   

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

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

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

Gu An asked casually when he saw the disciples who were working hard to practice the Bull Demon Powerful Fist in the open space during their free time at noon.

Most of these disciples are depleted of energy and blood. Although they are proficient in Bull Demon Power Fist, their movements are not very standardized. They are far from perfect in Bull Demon Power Fist. They basically cannot understand the power of the bull and will be kicked out.

"Hey!"

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

"Who is this person?"

Gu An asked, pointing to a person practising the Bull Demon Powerful Fist among the crowd.

Sikong Yan did not answer but looked at the steward. As the deacon of the medicine hall, he naturally did not care about these handyman disciples.

"Master, this person's name is Yang Chan. He has been on the mountain for two and a half years. He is a medicine boy who collects medicine in Jishan Town."

After the deacon saw the person pointed out by Gu An, he instantly revealed Yang Chan's identity. Qingyuan Sect To recruit the handyman disciples among them, they all need to be clean and their origins can be traced.

"Back then, I paid tribute to a century-old ginseng and became a handyman disciple. Before I entered Qingyuan, I was a medicine boy and worked."

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

"Two and a half years, his qualifications are relatively average. This person is about to become successful in the practice of Niu Mo Dali Fist. If he can understand the strength of the bull, he can be admitted to the medicine hall!"

Gu An showed interest in Yang Chan after listening to it for two and a half years. It's much less. If it's a year and a half, or even less, then it's something that can be made.

But even so, if you can comprehend the power, you can still join the Qingyuan Sect and become an ordinary disciple.

In addition, Yang Chan's evaluation is that he works diligently and is pretty good. At the same time, it can also give some hope to these handyman disciples.

After all, it is a good story that a handyman disciple who had been a disciple for two and a half years realized the power and became an official disciple of the Qingyuan Sect before he retired.

At the same time, it can also give some hope to those who are approaching the two-year mark.

The senior figures of the Qingyuan Sect are naturally happy to see this situation.

"Yes, Hall Master."

After hearing this, Sikong Yan instantly understood what Gu An meant.

During this period, many handyman disciples died, which made some of the handyman disciples a little scared and thought of slacking off. If the news about Yang Chan could be spread at this time, the situation would naturally be much better.

This is a living sign.

"After the medicine is finished, you can give Yang Chan a bowl of qi and body-nourishing soup."

Sikong Yan looked at the steward aside and ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Deacon."

The steward quickly replied, expressing his gratitude for Yang Chen's good luck.