"Master, the chrysanthemums and herbs are planted!" Zheng Qiu stood up, carrying a cloth bag with muddy hands to show Master Mingzong.

Master Ming Zong patted Zheng Qiu on the head and said with a smile: "That's right, the planting will be finished in less than two hours. Go wash your hands and go back to Fangcao Pavilion to rest."

"Master, it's still early before dark, aren't there any classes?" "Silly boy, what are you doing in such a hurry? You have to accumulate knowledge bit by bit. If you cram it in too fast, you won't be able to remember it. Go back."

After Zheng Qiu was sent away, Master Mingzong did not leave. He squatted on the ground, dug up the soil and checked the chrysanthemum seeds planted by Zheng Qiu. There was no problem. He watched the whole planting process, and the chrysanthemum seeds did not change. The ones he marked.

In this way, you can see the results by checking the condition of the seeds two days later.

Zheng Qiu returned to Fangcao Pavilion and found that his grandfather was not there, leaving only sister Yunyou dozing on the table. The villages near Qianyun Sect are far away from Fangcao Peak, and it is inconvenient for Yunyou to go out to get food. Grandpa goes to get daily necessities alone.

The sound of Zheng Qiu opening the door woke Yunyou up. She rubbed her eyes and sat up straight.

"Zheng Qiu, are you back so early today?"

"Well, the master said that today's class will end early and let me come back early to rest."

Yunyou moved her wheelchair to the wardrobe, opened the drawer, and took out a neatly folded piece of clothing: "Zheng Qiu, this is your royal uniform. I changed it, and you should be able to wear it now. You can try it." "

Zheng Qiu took the uniform and shook it out. The clothes became smooth and no longer wrinkled. The original strong smell of herbal medicine also faded a lot. It seemed that they had been washed many times. He put on the uniform. Hey, the sleeves were not long anymore. , the hem of the clothes did not drag to the ground, and even the waistband that was originally wider was just right.

Zheng Qiu opened the cuffs and saw that the sleeves were folded in several sections and then sewn securely with thin threads. The hem of the clothes was also folded inward.

Yunyou explained: "I don't know if your master will give you a new uniform. So I didn't cut these parts, I just folded them in. When you grow taller, you just need to remove the stitches. Hmm... maybe like this It will be a little uncomfortable to wear.”

"It's not uncomfortable, it's fine. Thank you, Sister Yunyou." Zheng Qiu looked very happy and walked around Yunyou while showing off his robes. After walking around for a few times, he stopped and raised his hand to pat himself. forehead: "Oh, I forgot something important."

"Zheng Qiu, what's wrong?"

"Oh my, it's my fault, how could I forget it." Zheng Qiu stamped his feet with annoyance on his face, "I still need to find exercises for my grandfather and sister Yunyou. I promised to find a copy at the beginning, so let me The exercises that grandpa can practice; I also need to find a book that can help Sister Yunyou regain your legs."

He opened his legs and was about to run out, shouting: "I'm going to ask the master for it right away. The master must know such a technique."

"Hey! Don't go!" Yunyou quickly grabbed Zheng Qiu's sleeve and almost fell off the wheelchair.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly stopped and went to help: "Sister Yunyou, be careful. What? Why don't you let me go?"

Yun You gave him a white look: "You have only been a disciple for a few days, and you are so anxious to think about outsiders. What does it look like?"

"Sister Yunyou, you and grandpa are not outsiders."

"Not to you, but to Qianyun Sect, he is just an outsider. I understand your thoughts, but you have to put it away first, learn your skills from the master, and wait until one day you become successful, then you can take care of the two of us. It’s not too late either.”

Zheng Qiu scratched his head and hesitated: "But, but back then..."

Yunyou smoothed Zheng Qiu's messy hair: "Be obedient and learn your skills first."

"well……"

Two days passed quickly. At dawn, Master Mingzong came to Fangcao Tower. He had nothing urgent to do today, so he climbed up the dry cloud ladder and leisurely checked the situation on each floor.

One floor after another, leaving the dry ladder and stepping onto the floor, Master Ming Zong glanced around. Wait, for a moment, he seemed to have spotted something extraordinary.

He turned his eyes back, and when he saw that incredible thing, his head buzzed, and he was suddenly confused.

Bang, Master Mingzong raised his hand and slapped himself on the face. Hiss, it hurt. He was not dreaming. He rubbed his eyes vigorously again, closed them and opened them again. His eyes were no longer blurred.

He walked over and squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently. There was a clear feeling on his palm. Yes, the chrysanthemum herb had sprouted. Master Mingzong pinched off a piece of the bud, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. The fragrance was so delicious The taste is pure chrysanthemum vanilla.

Suddenly, his chewing movements froze, as if he thought of something, then he rolled up his sleeves and quickly opened up the soil under the buds.

Picking up the whole chrysanthemum plant, Master Mingzong could see at a glance the remaining seed coat on the thin roots. The marks on the seed coat were so clear, as if they were grinning at him.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. He shook his head vigorously. How could it possibly germinate? These chrysanthemum seeds had all been roasted on the fire, so there was no way they could germinate. He threw away the chrysanthemum seeds in his hand and stirred up the air like crazy. Dig up the soil on the ground and dig out the chrysanthemums and herbs you planted.

This one has a mark, this one also has one, and this one...Master Ming Zong kept grabbing the flying herbs and checking them. The more he looked at them, the more confused he became. They were all marked. Yes, they were given to Zheng Qiu by himself that day. of seeds.

Master Mingzong's body seemed to have lost strength all of a sudden. He sat down on the ground and stared blankly at the muddy ceiling.

"Why, why does this happen?" He kept asking himself, "What else do I want to study? What else is there to study?"

The decades of research I have worked so hard on pale in comparison to the sight of ripe seeds sprouting.

One hour, two hours later, the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and it was time for Zheng Qiu to attend the lecture.

"Haha...hahaha..." Master Mingzong, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter became louder and louder, as if the unsatisfactory things in his heart had been swept away.

He stood up, his eyes no longer confused. What was the purpose of his long-term research? Is it not to prove that medicinal materials are the foundation of cultivation? He has not achieved anything famous in decades of research. Now that he has a miraculous disciple like Zheng Qiu, isn't it old? It is a gift from God, so that my research results can be realized one by one.

Master Mingzong stroked the short beard on his chin and thought carefully. He still didn't know why Zheng Qiu had this ability. He couldn't practice, his bones couldn't be measured, and he didn't seem to know his own situation.

Hmm... what exactly is this strange ability? Master Mingzong was walking around the floor. He had never seen or heard of Zheng Qiu's ability, and for a while he couldn't think of a way to get it.

"Master, master! I'm here for class!" Zheng Qiu's shout came from downstairs.

The apprentice arrived. Master Mingzong faced the patio and was about to fly down. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he saw mud on his clothes everywhere. This was not okay. He couldn't let his apprentice see him like this. As a master, the minimum is

You still have to talk about face.
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