City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

The old disciple in the inner courtyard was named Hou Ziping. He was about forty years old. He was born with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. He was small in stature. He wore a blue shirt that looked elegant and free and easy on others. But he looked a little nondescript when he wore it, as if he was wearing one. Monkeys in human clothes look a little funny.

Hou Ziping seemed to be an honest person, and he seemed to be unhappy in this inner courtyard. When some inner courtyard disciples along the way saw him, their expressions showed contempt, as if they were dismissive of him.

Even some disciples in the inner courtyard who started later than him didn't have any respect for him, and they didn't even bother to shout.

Several disciples in the inner courtyard who were older than Hou Ziping, after meeting Hou Ziping, jokingly referred to them as "monkeys", with a certain insult in their tone.

Hou Ziping seemed to have taken it for granted, and was not angry, but greeted everyone with a smile, not polite.

But Fang Bai caught a trace of silence and helplessness from the depths of Hou Ziping's eyes.

There are as many as hundreds of disciples in the inner courtyard of Bitao Wuyuan. Their living and cultivation area is in the mountains with a radius of tens of miles. There are hundreds of antique houses and courtyards for the inner courtyard disciples to live in.

Fang Bai is quite satisfied with the living environment here. There are mountains, water, flowers and trees, the environment is quiet, and the vitality of the world is stronger than other places.

What made Fang Bai feel even more delighted was that there were many elixir planted nearby, some of which had reached hundreds of years of age. If you want to refine alchemy in the future, you will not be short of resources.

Fang Bai asked Hou Ziping, only to know that most of these elixir will be picked in the future, some will be handed over to a certain third-grade sect as a "protection fee", and some will be handed over to a certain alchemist, requesting that A pharmacist refines the pill.

The pill that was refined was naturally distributed to the disciples of Bitao Wuyuan for cultivation.

"Junior Brother Fang, this will be your residence in the future."

Hou Ziping brought Fang Bai to a small courtyard, with a somewhat flattering smile on his face, and introduced Fang Bai: "For houses with courtyards like this, only those with higher qualifications will be on the road to martial arts. Only disciples in the inner courtyard with a promising future are eligible to live. Junior Brother Fang was assigned to such a house as soon as he entered the Greenland Martial Arts Institute, which shows that the senior management of the Martial Arts Institute attaches great importance to you!"

After a pause, he said: "Junior Brother Fang is a dual-attribute innate spiritual root. This is unique in the history of our martial arts school. The future is boundless. Living here I feel wronged by Junior Brother Fang!"

Fang Bai smiled indifferently, noncommittal.

"Junior Brother Fang will take a break, I won't bother!"

Hou Ziping looked at the room with Convenience, and wanted to talk to Fang Bai for a few words and ties, but fearing that Fang Bai would be bored, he wanted to leave.

Fang Bai smiled and said, "If Brother Hou has nothing important, you might as well sit here for a while. I have just arrived, and I also imagined to learn more about the martial arts from Senior Brother Hou!"

Hou Ziping was overjoyed and nodded: "Okay! Then I will sit for a while and chat with Junior Brother Fang!"

The two sat down at the stone table in the small courtyard, and Fang Bai asked with a smile: "How many years has Senior Brother Hou entered this Bitao Wuyuan?"

Hou Ziping thought for a while and said, "It's been twenty years."

His expression showed nostalgia, and said with a lot of emotion: "Twenty years ago, I stood out among tens of thousands of warriors and became a handyman disciple of the Bitao Wuyuan. At that time, I was full of energy and ambition. There is a great achievement in martial arts, and you will enter the outer courtyard, the inner courtyard, and even become core disciples and direct disciples..."

When he said this, he sighed lightly and smiled bitterly: "Although what I think is beautiful, the reality has given me a merciless blow. In the twenty years since entering the martial arts school, my progress was very obvious at the beginning. It took three years to change from a handyman disciple to a disciple of the outer courtyard, and then it took another five years to change from a disciple of the outer courtyard to a disciple of the inner courtyard. However..."

He looked dark, his expression turned from depression to pain, and said: "However, during the twelve years of entering the inner courtyard, no matter how hard I try, my cultivation level has stagnated and I can't advance further. So the senior management of the martial arts abandoned me. The fellow disciples of the college also began to ridicule and ridicule me... Although I am very distressed, what can I do? The world is like this. If you are strong, you can naturally gain the respect of others; if you are weak, you will be trampled on by others. Underfoot."

As soon as he opened the clip, he couldn't hold it back, and pours bitterness on Fang Bai.

Fang Bai comforted: "Senior Brother Hou is only forty years old this year. For our martial artist, he is still very young, so there is no need to belittle ourselves."

Hou Ziping sighed: "It's not that I am vainly humbled. It is really the painstaking practice in the past 12 years. I did not get the rewards that I deserved. It made me frustrated and completely desperate. Maybe it's because of my average aptitude, and the road to martial arts can only be reached. Stop here!"

Fang Bai said sternly: "The road to martial arts does not rely solely on hard cultivation, but also has a certain chance. Brother Hou has not been promoted for a long time, maybe the chance has not arrived!"

Hou Ziping smiled bitterly and said, "Junior Brother Fang is exactly what I thought. Over the years, I have been using ‘fate not to come’ to numb myself."

Fang Bai said, "I believe Brother Hou will definitely become the core disciple of the Martial Arts Academy."

In Bitao Wuyuan, above the inner court disciples, are the core disciples, and the core disciple's cultivation is of a high level.

In other words, only after the inner courtyard disciple's cultivation reached the high level of the heavens, could he be promoted to the core disciple.

After Hou Ziping entered the inner courtyard twelve years ago, his cultivation has been wandering in the middle-level realm of the heavenly rank. He has not reached the high-ranking heavenly rank for a long time, and he could not turn into the core disciple that the inner courtyard disciples dream of.

Hou Ziping himself was desperate, but seeing that Fang Bai was confident in him, he felt a little grateful, and said, "Junior Brother Fang, thank you for your kind words!"

Fang Bai then asked about some things about the Greenwood Martial Arts Academy. Hou Ziping had been in the Greenwood Martial Arts Academy for 20 years. He was very familiar with everything here. He knew nothing, and the other party rolled his eyes and did not hide anything.

Although Fang Bai was unparalleled in qualifications and had a great future, he showed enough respect for Hou Ziping, his senior, and did not underestimate him because of Hou Ziping's mediocrity. This made Hou Ziping feel good about him. The feeling of confidant.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll accompany Junior Brother Fang in the Bi Tao Wu Academy!"

Hou Ziping asked Fang Bai to change into the costume of the disciple of the inner courtyard of the Bi Tao Wu Yuan, and then walked out of the courtyard side by side with him and walked slowly along the mountain path.

"Brother Hou, do you recognize a disciple from the outer courtyard named Gao Shuxian?"

Fang Bai asked suddenly when he walked to a deserted place.

When Hou Ziping heard the words "Gao Shuxian", his face changed slightly, and a hint of hatred disappeared in his eyes. Then he looked at Fang Bai vigilantly and asked, "How can Junior Brother Fang recognize Gao Shuxian?"