The next day, Banxia finished her senior brother's pharmacology class and then her master's light-foot technique class. After she stumbled and flew up to a tree branch more than a meter high, her master finally let her go and gave her some planting tips.

He instructed the little girl to carefully cultivate his precious medicinal herbs, and then impatiently began to shoo people away.

As for Lian Chengmo, his talent was somewhat lacking. He had been learning the "Treading Snow Without Trace" technique for more than half a month, but he couldn't even fly a meter. He was far inferior to his little apprentice. Murong Fu expressed his disdain and didn't even want to look at him.

Despite his master's blatant favoritism, Lian Chengmo didn't even flinch. He bowed to the girl and took his leave before departing with her.

However, he still felt a little regretful. In his previous life, he was too old to learn martial arts. At that time, the guard comforted him because his bones and muscles had already grown in and he was not suitable for martial arts.

Now it seems he really wasn't suited for martial arts!

However, Lian Chengmo did not force it. Everything depends on fate. He had tried his best, but if he still couldn't do it, so be it.

In fact, Lian Chengmo's talent wasn't that bad; it's just that he was being compared to Banxia, ​​a transmigrator with superpowers who had cheated his way through time.

Lightness skill is actually about cultivating the five senses to detect the wind and then using that force to move.

Banxia, ​​possessing extraordinary abilities, was naturally quick to perceive things. With the help of mental cultivation techniques and guidance from renowned teachers, she learned them with remarkable speed.

As for Mu Rongyi, although he was disliked by Murong Fu, he could easily leap over a wall two or three meters high using his lightness skill. He just couldn't run as fast as his martial uncle, since he had been learning since elementary school.

So, at present, Liancheng Moxue is the worst. Fortunately, he has a calm and steady personality, is not arrogant or impatient, and can withstand setbacks!

In the courtyard, Murong Fu made sure his two young disciples were out of earshot before letting out a series of coughs.

"Uncle-Master, has your condition worsened again?" Upon seeing this, Mu Rongyi quickly took out the pills he carried with him and fed them to him, which stopped his cough.

"Murong Qing's poison skills are unparalleled in the world. Even I cannot cure them. It's already a miracle that he's still alive," Murong Fu sighed.

People only know that he is the most talented disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley, but they don't know that his junior sister is actually no less talented than him. She just doesn't have his youthful arrogance and always wants to go out and make a name for herself.

I used to think she didn't care about fame and fortune, but now I realize that it's not that she doesn't care; she has big ambitions.

"Uncle-Master, if that's the case, why do you personally teach my junior brothers and sisters?"

"Also, there aren't many medicinal herb seeds left. What will happen to your illness if Junior Sister can't grow them?" Mu Rongyi frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

It's best for my uncle to use his internal energy sparingly, but he's lazy and unwilling to take even a few steps. Now he's instructing his junior brothers and sisters in their cultivation techniques every day, which must be taking a huge toll on him.

"Hey, Xiao Yizi, you can't say that. When I was teaching you, didn't I also teach you step by step?"

"Besides, you're not as smart as your two junior brothers and sisters-in-law. You really worried me back then, haha." Murong Fu disapprovedly retorted to his junior nephew, then laughed heartily.

"Uncle-Master, I'm talking to you about serious matters." Mu Rongyi was furious and stomped her foot angrily.

"Haha, okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore, but Uncle-Master is doing this for your own good."

“Your grandfather always said that a teacher should live up to the title of teacher. I took them as my students, and they respected and loved me, so I naturally had to teach them everything I knew.”

“As you know, my uncle’s days are probably numbered. Before I go to find Murong Qing, I need to leave you with two companions so you won’t have a hard time.” Murong Fu said, his expression becoming grave.

"Uncle-Master, I... I don't need any companions, I just want you to stay by my side forever..." Mu Rongyi said, his voice beginning to choke.

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point in that instant!

"Silly Yi'er, you should know that's impossible." After a long silence, Murong Fu finally uttered these words, but his voice was so soft it seemed to dissipate in the wind...

He could indeed feel his physical condition deteriorating, and he knew he would die within five to eight years at most.

But during this time, he also had to clean house, avenge the hundreds of people in the Divine Doctor Valley, and raise his master's only descendant so that he could pass on the legacy of the Divine Doctor Valley.

But Yi'er is only twelve years old. Even if he can live for another eight years, he will only be twenty years old.

When he was twenty, he still had his master and many senior brothers and sisters around him. They would help him sort out any trouble he caused outside. But what about his Yi'er?

......

Meanwhile, Banxia returned to her temporary residence, carefully read through the precautions, and after much consideration, decided to plant the seeds in two batches.

That afternoon, Banxia didn't practice walking on snow without leaving a trace. Instead, she went to find Carpenter Yao to exchange some good wooden planks, and then started ordering several one-meter square vegetable basins.

It's not for growing vegetables, but for growing medicinal herbs.

Banxia cut these vegetable basins in half and placed them in the yard of her new home.

Half of the soil was filled with fertile soil that Lian Chengmo had dug up earlier, while the other half was mixed with fertilizer and soil dug up from the wasteland in a specific ratio.

The fertile soil pots were placed in the backyard, while the ordinary soil pots were placed in the front yard. Banxia planted the seeds that had been nourished with her special abilities one by one according to the instructions, and that completed today's pharmacology homework.

She did all the work by herself during this time. By the time she finished, it was time to eat. When she ran back to her temporary residence, Lian Chengmo had almost finished cooking.

When she returned, the other person gently told her to wash her hands and prepare for dinner.

Banxia looked at the various wooden blocks that Lian Chengmo had placed in the corner and felt a little ashamed. Both of them had a lot of homework, but he still managed to find time to cook.

Looking at her younger siblings' faces, Banxia decided that no matter what she did in the future, she would always remember to come back and cook. If she let the little stick-up do everything, wouldn't he be very tired?

In fact, the person didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, they felt a great sense of accomplishment in feeding their younger siblings.

After finishing his meal, Lian Chengmo went back to tinkering with his mechanism. In a few more days, he would be able to try to extract limestone from the bottom of the cliff.

This wasn't just so the girl's house could be painted, but also to test how well he had learned his mechanical skills during this time.

Seeing that he was busy, Banxia took the initiative to take the children out for a walk to digest their food. Well, that is, to go to the river to retrieve the fish traps she had put in the day before.

This is Banxia's favorite activity with the children recently. Regardless of whether they can catch fish or not, everyone enjoys the process of catching them.

Listening to the little ones recite their lessons along the way, Banxia couldn't help but marvel at how amazing the little stick-up was. With so many things to do every day, he still managed to find time to teach these kids.

Unlike her, once she gets engrossed in doing something, she loses all sense of time and forgets to keep an eye on her two younger brothers' homework.

However, she deeply reflected on and examined her actions!

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