Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

Upon hearing this, Fang Han also realized that Su Xinghe was not lying.

While feeling a little regretful, it is inevitable to feel a little complacent.

My wife Lingsu has the potential to be the King of Medicine!

Um... no, that was said a few years ago.

Now it should be...

Medicine King Lingsu!

Fang Han suppressed the subtle thoughts in his mind and let Su Xinghe get busy.

He sat upright at the top, thought for a while, then closed his eyes and concentrated.

These days, Fang Han naturally did not just wait quietly. His daily practice tasks were quite heavy.

Bei Ming Divine Art, Ling Bo Wei Bu, Liu Meridians Divine Sword, Yi Yang Finger, these are Fang Han’s current main core martial arts templates that he practices constantly and diligently!

He also had to practice Xiao Wuxiang Gong and occasionally comprehend one or two other martial arts, such as the Flame Blade and Wuxiang Jiezhi.

However, Fang Han knew that one cannot digest too much, so he only dabbled in one or two other martial arts. In his spare time, he would practice the basics and achieve some minor accomplishments, or simulate them with the Xiao Wuxiang Gong. He would never indulge in too much.

Because for now, the core templates of these magical skills are enough for him to practice. In the future, he will have to go to Tianshan Lingjiu Palace to ask for advice on the Xiaoyao Sect's unique skills. There are too many things involved and too many things to consider, so he will inevitably end up being broad but not specialized.

He doesn't want to be in Murong Fu's situation.

Nan Murong's reputation is actually very loud, and his martial arts skills are also quite good, definitely not bad.

But compared with Bei Qiao Feng, he is inferior!

In terms of martial arts, he not only practiced the Murong family's unique martial arts, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, but also practiced many martial arts from various schools and factions, in order to live up to the Murong family's reputation of "returning the favor as you would have them do to you!"

But the consequence of being involved in too many things is that you are broad but not deep. You may be strong, but ultimately you will not be as good as the top ones.

If he could concentrate on learning his own unique skills, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Can He Zhi, his achievements would definitely be much better than his way of learning a little from the East, a little from the West, a little from the Beggars' Sect, and a few moves from Shaolin.

It doesn't necessarily mean that he can't be compared with Qiao Feng.

Unfortunately, it is broad but not deep, and diverse but not pure.

There are too many things to practice and it is difficult to take care of them all, which makes it ugly.

The best option would be to wait until you have comprehended the subtleties and your martial arts level is high enough before dabbling in other things!

This is what Fang Han did at this time.

Major in the core templates and only dabble in the others.

It’s not that he won’t practice, but at least he has to wait until he has mastered the core template to the most advanced level before he can consider other things.

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Chapter 100: Simulation and speculation! Gathering!

It is said that Fang Han's skills are so strong now that even if he no longer studies martial arts, there seems to be no problem.

With his current abilities, he may not be invincible, but he is definitely a top-notch existence!

But Fang Han has always been very clear about what he is pursuing.

Skills are just skills after all. Once the life simulation ends and we return to reality, it is still unclear whether we can bring them back.

At least in the first round of life simulation, with an evaluation level of [Good], apart from a touch of [Spiritual Charm], and the knowledge, experiences, and lessons that are like living a new life, there is nothing else!

Therefore, Fang Han would never slack off in his martial arts training just because he thought he had great skills and strength.

Those are all empty.

Only the martial arts subtleties and attainments that you have comprehended are truly your own! Even if you return to reality!

This is why we practice diligently day and night without ceasing.

However, for Fang Han, who has practiced the Beiming Divine Art, the amount of skill he has is not a big deal.

Even if he returned to reality and had lost all his skills, it would be easy for him to regain his skills as he had mastered the Beiming Divine Art.

When Fang Han thought of this, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Holding his chin, he seemed to be thinking:

If the Sims rating is high enough, will there be other rewards? Is it just [Spiritual Charm]?

Although only having [Spirit Essence] is a bug, but when it comes to cheating, everyone naturally wants as much as possible.

Fang Han also had a sense of anticipation of getting more after getting something.

But after thinking for a while, he still found nothing and shook his head slightly.

He actually hasn't finished with the [Life Simulator].

After all, there is too little simulation experience, and what we know is limited, so we can only slowly figure it out and study it.

Use time to grind...

When his simulation of this life is over, perhaps it will become clearer.

But it’s too far away to talk about that now.

Calming his mind, Fang Han got up and went to the library.

When I entered, I saw Miss Cheng sitting quietly, holding a medical book in her slender hands and reading it intently.

A faint sunlight filtered through from outside, shining on the beautiful face that was becoming increasingly fair, tender and delicate, bringing some brightness.

Miss Cheng is now in her twenties. She is no longer as young, immature and frail as when they first met. Not only has she become more dignified and beautiful, but she has also grown taller. However, she has the most standard figure, slender and graceful, yet delicate and exquisite. Her temperament is as elegant as orchid, and she is as gentle as water when she sits quietly reading a book.

As if she was being stared at and realized something, Cheng Lingsu came back to her senses. Seeing that it was Fang Han, her clear and bright eyes suddenly arched slightly: "Brother Fang, you're here~"

Fang Han came and sat down next to Miss Cheng.

Miss Cheng also snuggled up to him and gently flipped through the medical books: "The medical books here are so profound."

Fang Han smiled and said, "No matter how profound it is, it can't be difficult for our Miss Cheng~"

Hearing this, Cheng Lingsu chuckled and said sweetly, "Brother Fang, I'll learn the medical books here and teach you in the future, okay?"

Fang Han heard the implicit expectation in Miss Cheng's words, and his heart was slightly moved.

Ever since Wuliangshan got the opportunity from the Xiaoyao Sect, his time and energy have shifted from medicine to martial arts.

Medicine has not been completely abandoned, but it is not as good as before.

Especially in the past year, the number of times I consulted Miss Cheng has gradually decreased.

There was no way. After coming out of Wuliang Mountain, he had acquired many magical skills and had to practice them all, and spend time and energy to study them. There was only so much time in a day. As the time spent on martial arts increased, the time for other things naturally decreased, making it difficult to take care of everything.

Although Miss Cheng didn't say anything, she must have felt a little disappointed. Fang Han thought about this and said gently, "Okay, wait until you have learned all the Lingsu and then teach me. With a medical master like you to teach me, although I am a little clumsy, I am sure that my medical skills will improve quickly."

Miss Cheng's eyes curved into crescents, and she was very happy. She chuckled and said, "How can you be so self-centered? Brother Fang is not stupid~"

The two chatted for a while, and Cheng Lingsu couldn't help asking about what was happening outside. Fang Han pondered and said, "It's not a big deal. As long as Ding Chunqiu dares to come, it won't be a problem."

Seeing that he was so confident, Miss Cheng felt relieved, but she still said, "I have been reading medical books recently and have developed some medicines. You can take them with you when the time comes."

Fang Han agreed with a smile, and naturally there was no reason to refuse.

The things developed by Miss Cheng must be the best of the best, and it would be great to carry some with you and use them at any time.

It is about dozens of miles away from Leigushan Mountain.

Two little girls, one in red and one in green, were walking hand in hand, with two horses following behind them.

"Sister Ah Zhu, how are you now? Are you still feeling unwell?"

A-Bi looked at A-Zhu anxiously, who seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. Her palms were trembling and she was very worried.

Some time ago, she was ordered by her master Kang Guangling to go to Leigushan to meet him. On the way, she happened to meet Azhu who was leaving Shaolin Temple. The two were surprised and discussed it. They both felt that Master Murong might not miss this opportunity, and they might meet him if they went to Leigushan.

So, Ah Zhu followed Ah Bi to go to Leigushan together.

Although she was fine at first, as time went by, Ah Zhu gradually felt weak and powerless.

I originally thought that I would be fine after resting for a while, but the more I rested, the worse it became. I used to just feel weak occasionally, but now I need A-Bi's support to walk slowly.

She couldn't even get on the horse and walk. The slightest bump would make her feel more uncomfortable, so she could only walk.

Ah Zhu's originally pretty face was now pale and haggard. Hearing Ah Bi's concern, she shook her head slightly and said, "I'm fine, I just... I just... I feel a little tired."

Having said that, I couldn't help but think back to the past.

This time, she disguised herself and sneaked into Shaolin Temple to look for the Shaolin treasure "Yi Jin Jing" in order to repay the Murong family for raising her.

Everything went smoothly. With her disguise skills, she successfully avoided the monks, obtained the "Yi Jin Jing" in secret, and successfully escaped from Shaolin Temple.

But when they walked a mile or two, a man in black suddenly attacked and asked her to hand over the stolen "Yi Jin Jing". Ah Zhu did not dare to admit it, but before she could say anything, the man in black suddenly stood up and hit her with a palm from the air.

In a flash, another man in black appeared and blocked the attack. The two fought for more than a hundred rounds in an instant. The martial arts of the two were the most powerful that Ah Zhu had ever seen. Even Master Murong could not compare with them.

She knew she couldn't stay, so she thanked the man in black who helped her block the fatal blow from afar, and then hurried away.

Ah Zhu naturally didn't dare to leave openly. She disguised herself in various ways, walked and stopped, and walked for more than a hundred miles. When she saw that no one was looking for her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later, I met A-Bi by chance and we discussed going to Leigushan together.

If the young master was here too, she could give him the Shaolin treasure "Yi Jin Jing"!

Who knew...

Such a sudden change happened.

She was a girl with a delicate mind, and at this moment, she knew that she had suffered a very subtle internal injury.

It must have been the sudden attack from the man in black that day. Although he had the help of a noble person, he was slightly hit by the palm wind and was injured. It was not obvious at first, but as time went on, the symptoms of internal injuries gradually appeared.

Thinking about this, Ah Zhu pursed her lips and said softly, "Ah Bi, I'm walking too slowly. Why don't you go to Leigu Mountain first... I have a small package in my arms. You can take it with you. If you meet the young master, give the package to him. I, I will follow later, okay?"

Ah Bi didn't dare to let her go. She cried out, "Sister Ah Zhu, how can I leave you alone?"

As if she had thought of something, her eyes lit up slightly: "Sister Ah Zhu, just hold on a little longer. On Leigu Mountain, there's Master Xue. Let's go and ask him to treat you. You'll definitely be fine!"

It just so happened that her master and Mr. Xue were close friends, collectively known as the "Eight Friends of Hangu". When the time came, she would be able to ask her master for help.

The more she thought about it, the better it seemed. Looking ahead, Ah Bi said, "Sister Ah Zhu, there's a small town ahead. Hold on for a while, and we'll go there and find a carriage for you to ride in."

Upon hearing this, Ah Zhu seemed to be interested and nodded slowly.

The two girls walked slowly and gradually went away.

A little further away, a small head popped up. It was a smaller girl, dressed in purple. Her eyes were rolling around, and her face was full of mischief. She laughed softly, "What's so fun about Leigushan? Why do so many people want to go there?"

The tone of her words was a little strange, and it didn't sound like a Central Plains accent.

Seeing the backs of the two people in front gradually disappearing, he smiled and ran away without a trace.

Another seven days passed quickly.

More and more people from the martial arts world came to Leigushan Mountain.

Xue Muhua and the other seven Hangu Eight Friends gathered people and built a manor on the hillside of Leigu Mountain.

The Eight Friends of Hangu are Kang Guangling, Fan Bailing, Gou Du, Wu Lingjun, Xue Muhua, Feng Asan, Shi Qinglu, and Li Kuilei!

They correspond respectively to music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, artisanship and opera.

Feng Asan, who ranked sixth and was known as the "Craftsman", achieved success by putting in all his efforts.

Although the place where we stayed was not luxurious,

But being able to achieve such a level in such a short period of time is extremely amazing.

The title of skilled craftsman is well deserved!

With a place, it would be easier to receive people from all over the world.

The appearance of the Eight Friends of Hangu did not make the people who came with the letter feel ignored, but rather surprised and suspicious.

It should be noted that the reputation of the "Eight Friends of Hangu" is known to everyone in the world, but they only know that they are close friends with similar interests, but they do not know that they all come from the same school and call each other brothers.

"Master Xuannan of the Shaolin School has arrived!"

"Young Master Linghu of the Huashan Sect has arrived!"

"Master Jingxuan of the Emei Sect has arrived!"