154 Return to the Valley Safely

Two days later, Ping An and her husband returned to Yao Valley.

Not long after he entered the room, Xiao Wu came up to him hesitantly.

Master Xiao Wu has always been a little cold but very efficient. He is really not used to this look.

"What's going on? Come on."

"Master Ping An, yesterday I took Lin Feng to practice snow walking. We had clearly found a secluded place, but my brother and master still found us. The Taoist priest's suicide note clearly said that he didn't want anyone to disturb their rest. I had to say that it was given to you by the old man you saved that year. You had forgotten about it and only found it when you went home for the New Year."

Ping An frowned: "Did you say anything else? Where's Lin Feng?"

"No, just tell me to find it and let Lin Feng and I learn it first."

"Got it. It's better not to tell anyone about the Taoist priest's affairs. It might cause trouble."

This is true. If the news gets out, someone with ill intentions will come to the door and claim that it is his family's unique skills. After all, Taoist Master Hu did not say that he was an orphan. In addition, even if he is an orphan, there may be a Taoist temple. Secret books have always been sought after by people since ancient times.

"Got it. I'll tell Lin Feng. I won't tell anyone else about this."

After Xiao Wu left, Ping An thought about this matter carefully. It is impossible for the Kung Fu of Walking on Snow to be taught to everyone. It is not a good thing if too many people know it. But what if Uncle Fang and Da Wu come looking for him?

If it really doesn't work, I will wait for the master to come back and discuss it. It can only be passed on to these people and Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang can only pass it on to his close disciples, so that the scope can be narrowed as much as possible.

Currently, only my master and I know the medical book. My father doesn't need it for now, and he won't understand it even if he reads it. Grandpa Sun can tell him some common sense of modern surgical medicine in the future, but let's forget about that.

As for the formation, he didn't want to tell anyone. Since Xiao Wu had pushed it to that imaginary grandfather, then let him push it.

Anyway, it's someone I'll never find.

Ping'an had lunch and took a short rest, then took Qingshi and Wu Jun to see Master Qin. Time was running out, and two months would pass in the blink of an eye. He didn't want to miss out on these pharmaceutical skills.

Although I can learn from Xiaoshan in the future, it is another matter to follow the master in person.

Before he even reached the pharmaceutical workshop, he was stopped by Fang Xiao. Ping An knew that people who practice martial arts cannot stand seeing good secret manuals. They would feel like a thousand ants crawling in their hearts, making them itchy.

He didn't show it on his face. To use modern terms, he was as steady as an old dog.

"Uncle Fang, what's the matter? My master and I just got back and didn't have time to look for you."

Fang Xiao blushed a little, "Master Ping An is going to Master Qin's place? I was planning to go over to see your husband as well."

Ping An found it funny to see that he wanted to say something but was embarrassed. In fact, he really didn't want to hide the secret of Taxing Snow, but he was afraid that it would make too much noise and cause trouble in the future. After all, he still knew nothing about Taoist Hu's situation.

"Uncle Fang, is there anything wrong? Just tell me."

"Ping An, let them go first. I have something to talk to you about."

Ping An gestured to Qing Shi and the other man to go first, "Uncle Fang, where are we going to talk?"

Fang Xiao brought Ping An to his study: "Ping An, please sit down. I'll be frank with you. Yesterday, Da Wu and I accidentally saw Xiao Wu and Lin Feng practicing a new martial art. Although they have just started, I can see the wonder of the martial art.

After repeated questioning, Xiao Wu finally told him that it was you who gave it to him, saying that you saved someone two years ago and the person was in return for the favor. Is this the old man who gave you the prescription before? "

Ping An nodded.

"Master Ping An, I know it's unreasonable to ask you this, but I still want to ask you, can you let me learn it too?"

"Uncle Fang, I was planning to wait for Master to come back and discuss whether I could let you and my people learn from me. To be honest, when I got this, I promised them not to let everyone know about it.

I don’t quite understand what this means. The old man agreed that I can pass on my skills to others, but he also said that I can’t let many people know about it. I don’t know if he doesn’t want the world to know his whereabouts or what.”

Fang Xiao nodded: "Not only the masters in the world are like this, but even for us, some of our unique skills will not be passed on to many people. Those who are passed on are generally those who can be passed on. I understand.

If Master Ping An is willing to pass it on to me in the future, I promise to pass it on only to my successor, and not to ordinary people. Also, you have already passed it on to Xiao Wu and Lin Feng, so you can pass it on to others later."

Ping An nodded and said, "Uncle Fang, you are not an outsider, so don't wait for the master to come back. Tell Xiao Wu that I agree to let you read the secret book, but as I told you, try to pass it on to as few other people as possible. I will pass it on to Fang Wu in the future."

Fang Xiao was overjoyed. Master Ping'an was clearly saying that there was no need to care about Fang Wu. He could still pass it on to one or two people. He would pass it on to Baozi and Gensheng in the future. With this, they could save their lives at critical moments.

"Hey, thank you, Master Ping An."

"Okay, Uncle Fang, go ahead and do your thing. I'm leaving now."

Fang Xiao knew that this skill could save his life at a critical moment, so how could he not know it? But his people, such as Qingshi and Erqiang, had not even mastered Xiao Wu's Qinggong. Was there no need to learn to run before learning to walk?

An hour later, Xiao Wu came over in a hurry.

Ping An walked aside and said, "What's the matter? If it's not important, don't disturb me from studying medicine."

Pharmaceutical production is a chain of steps, all with time limits.

Xiao Wu blushed, "I'm sorry, Master Ping An, my master came to me and told me that you agreed to teach him the secret book. I told him to wait until you came back to ask him in the evening. The master knew that this was the right thing to do, but he couldn't bear it and came to me again a little while later. I..."

Ping An is also convinced. The cheats are good, but can’t you wait for an entire afternoon?

"Well, he came to me. I thought Uncle Fang is also your master. It would be difficult for you not to teach him, but he promised that he would not pass it on to others in the future. So you can show it to him."

Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand. I will take Lin Feng to another place in the future and won't let anyone know. But my brother is also looking for me."

"Master Dawu, let's talk about it later. Let's wait for my master to come back and discuss it. Don't tell the truth to either you or Lin Feng about this matter. The Taoist's methods are hard to explain. Even if you are my master, I can only do as you say."

Xiao Wu nodded. The Taoist priest was quite extraordinary. Besides, if the news got out, the Medicine Valley would probably not be peaceful anymore, and that would be very bad for the eldest young master.

Da Wu didn't dare to come to Ping An like Fang Xiao did. Perhaps he knew that Master Ping An would pass him on sooner or later, because he and Xiao Wu had been Master Ping An's people all their lives and would never betray him.

In the following days, Ping'an was still busy, copying books until midnight at night. His handwriting became even more beautiful, which made Sun Yat-sen even more impressed.

After what happened to his biological father, the child talked to his stepfather and studied as hard as usual, practicing martial arts and learning medicine, and going to bed later than anyone else at night.

This made Zhou Heng sigh with emotion, and he secretly started to work hard.