Popular recommendations: Beast Control: Pet beasts are just for me to bond with.
Early the next morning.
Before dawn, Sun Tingxuan, with the support of Su Noi, was about to bid farewell to Danxia Mountain and return to Yaowang Valley.
Xu Ming'an was filled with gratitude and repeatedly asked to cook a bowl of chicken noodle soup to bid farewell to the two of them, but Sun Tingxuan politely refused. After that, the two left in the wind without further disturbance.
"Master."
In the Taoist temple, Xiaoman and Xiaohan stood at the door, looking pitiful. What happened yesterday really frightened the two children.
"never mind."
Xu Mingan clapped his hands, feeling quite depressed in his heart, and said with a smile: "There is still a lot of chicken soup left from last night. Master will cook you two bowls of chicken soup noodles. Wait, it will be daybreak after eating the noodles. We
Renovate the vegetable garden that was damaged yesterday."
"Uh-huh!"
Xiaohan nodded, stepped forward and held Master's hand: "Master, your injury...is it okay? If not, I'll be responsible for cooking the noodles."
"Okay."
Xu Ming'an fondly touched the little girl's head and said with a smile: "If you want to help, then help Master light the fire."
"Um!"
The little girl rushed to the kitchen, and she was very familiar with making fires. After all, in the future, she, Gu Nuxia, would be practicing swordsmanship and alchemy with her master. If she didn't even become proficient in lighting the kitchen fire, how would she be able to make alchemy in the future?
?
Xu Ming'an smiled warmly. Although the Taoist temple was very poor, the three masters and disciples were still at ease. They just hoped that those outsiders would stop stepping into this mountain forest.
…
Mountain top garden, early morning.
Early in the morning, Lin Zhao personally went to the back mountain, took off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs, and personally sow seeds with Muzhen, Chen Ben, Tong Yu and others in a carefully crafted rice field. Now he is just cultivating Lingmi rice seedlings.
Well, we haven't even reached the stage of transplanting the rice seedlings yet. Things like sowing seeds are quite elaborate. There are several aunts and sisters invited from Tianchi Town who are pointing and directing.
"Hey, mountain master, the seeds you sow in that area are too dense. This won't work."
"Mountain Master, pull out the weeds on the south side, otherwise the sun will be blocked and the crops will not grow well."
"Mountain Master, don't worry, you can't let in too much water. If it overflows, the grain will drown."
"The mountain master is really nice, both in appearance and character. The third daughter of my seventh uncle's family is fourteen years old. She looks like a flower in Qili and Eight Townships. Master of the mountain, do you want to..."
On the side, Su Qingjiu smiled faintly. Brother Lin Zhao was too concerned about the Lingmi rice fields in the mountain top garden, second only to the gourd vines naturally located in the front.
Not long after, Dong Zang and Liu Liying came over, holding plates in their hands. On each plate were four bowls of freshly made noodles, as usual, eel noodles, shrimp noodles, shredded pork noodles, etc.
Yes, everyone got what they needed. Lin Zhao washed his hands and went ashore. He took a bowl of eel noodles and met Huang Tingyu and Tang Guangjun while squatting on the field ridge to eat noodles.
"The mountain owner is as meticulous as dust when sowing seeds, and he has good intentions for the mountain top garden and the human world. Tang Guangjun admires him very much. As long as the mountain owner has the drive, Tang Guangjun will never hesitate to go through fire and water!" Tang Guangjun held the hand.
A bowl of fresh shrimp noodles, while you eat the noodles, you can't stop flattering me.
"Tsk, tsk."
While Huang Tingyu was eating noodles, he glanced at Brother Tang. Among other things, Brother Tang's flattery skills were truly top-notch. It's no wonder that a gatekeeper ended up at the bottom of the table. Everything happened for a reason. It's a pity.
My mood is still a little bit worse. I just stared at those seven aunts and eight aunts for a long time, and my ears almost dropped. How long has it been since I touched a woman?
Thinking of this, Huang Tingyu also felt doubly sad. I am a demon in the twelve realms. I didn't have the luck to be a woman more than a hundred years ago. But this is still the case more than a hundred years later. Miss Dongzang definitely has no chance.
Although she is not high-level, she is popular. Not only is she the personal maid of the mountain master, but she is also the general manager of the entire mountain top garden. Liu Liying is out of luck, and that kid Lin Zhao is occupying the manhole and not shitting, day by day.
It was really a waste of resources to just let Liu Liying do the work without ever thinking of calling her to the pillow mat.
Thinking of this, Huang Tingyu sighed, he was born at the wrong time. When he was at the foot of the Demon Clan's ancestral mountain, how many fair-looking fairies from the Demon Clan were flirting with him, but it was a pity that the green young man was too reluctant to let go.
, I didn’t dare to respond to the fairies’ favor, so I didn’t seize the opportunity, otherwise I would have given birth to half the ancestral mountain.
Just after finishing the noodles, two sword lights came from the south.
"Who?" Huang Tingyu frowned.
"Don't be nervous."
Su Qingjiu stood up and said with a smile, "They are my two senior sisters."
"Oh~~~"
Su Qingjiu used a sword light to guide the two senior sisters to fly directly into the back mountain. When the sword light fell, they were two fairies from Changming Mountain dressed in white.
Graceful, both of whom are in the eleventh realm, they all clasped their fists at Su Qingjiu and said respectfully: "See the head junior sister!"
"Yes, two senior sisters."
Su Qingjiu held Lin Zhao's hand: "This is my brother Lin Zhao."
"oh!"
The eyes of the two fairies from Changming Mountain lit up. They looked at the legendary Lin Baiyi. He was indeed extraordinary. He had the aura of a sword fairy, and his eyes were clear and gentle. So the two of them clasped their fists together and laughed: "See Lord Lin Shan!"
"You're welcome."
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and returned the greeting.
Afterwards, the two Changming Mountain fairies greeted Huang Tingyu, Chu Zhi, Chu Yu, Muzhen and others.
"Two senior sisters, why did you come all the way?" Su Qingjiu blinked.
"???"
One of the senior sisters looked at Su Qingjiu, her eyes full of knowing and doting, but she was still polite and said: "The head junior sister has been in the Northern Territory for too long, has she forgotten the annual event in Changming Mountain?"
It’s time for the selection competition for outer disciples. This year we will select ten outer disciples with outstanding kendo talents to be trained as good students in the inner sect. This matter must be approved by the master personally. If you don’t go back, junior sister, this will happen.
The competition cannot be held."
"ah?"
Su Qingjiu opened her mouth slightly and smiled with a guilty conscience: "I forgot..."
Lin Zhaodao: "Okay, okay, let's go back to the mountain with the two senior sisters. We can't delay the important events in Changming Mountain! During winter storage, bring some of the delicious food we have stored to Xiaojiuer. By the way, Xu Ming'an gave it to us.
Bring a native chicken to Xiaojiuer and a bag of potatoes. The feng shui of Danxia Mountain is good, and the potatoes grown are soft, glutinous and delicious."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Dongzang smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
Su Qingjiu also smiled and nodded. She had no objection to this. Tianchi in the Snowy Land was her hometown and she was used to eating food here. She really didn't like southern food, let alone rely on it.
The two senior sisters have nothing to say. Who let Shanding Villa be the natal family of our head junior sister? Brother Lin Zhao is the person she regards as life. A hundred years ago, Lin Baiyi was in the snowy area.
After the news of Tianchi's death reached Changming Mountain, they saw with their own eyes how the junior sister with the most talent in sword training in Changming Mountain cried into tears for a long time. Many years later, she became the leader.
Sometimes a person would secretly wipe away his tears. How could he not feel distressed if his fellow apprentices saw it in their eyes? Xiao Jiuer's dependence on and love for brother Lin Zhao far exceeded other people's imagination.
In the morning, I sent Su Qingjiu away.
At noon, after eating in Tianranju, things were almost done at the Lingmi rice seedlings in the back mountain. The seeds had been sown, and less than one-third was consumed. The fish in the pond were rich and brought from Lingnan Jianzong.
There was really too much, so Lin Zhao took out ten kilograms of spiritual rice and pounded it into rice grains with Dong Zang and Liu Liying, leaving half of it, and ordered Dong Zang to cook three bowls of rice for breakfast every day.
Give the porridge to Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong. It will be of great benefit to their practice. As for Lin Zhao, he will not drink it for the time being. The BUFF that accelerates the recovery of physical strength is indeed useful, but it is not good for steel.
On the edge of the knife, I will not waste the small amount of spiritual rice.
I took the time to send some of the peeled spiritual rice left over to Xu Ming'an. The guy was extremely poor. If he gave me money directly, he would definitely refuse, and it was not very polite, so I gave him something when I could.
Try not to give money. This spiritual rice is a rare thing. If you give Xiaoman and Xiaohan a bowl every day, it will be of great benefit to their practice.
…
A few days later, one afternoon.
In the mountain forest, a figure carrying a bamboo basket and a long sword flew past the forest. It was Xu Ming'an, a great monk from the Five Realms Dao Sect. As a Fifth Realm, although he has not yet mastered the ability to fly with magic weapons, he can
The movement of spiritual energy made him as light as a swallow, and he could fly through the mountains and forests at extremely fast speeds. As for the basket, there were a bunch of beans and potatoes, all grown by Xu Mingan himself.
Dozens of miles away, there is a small town beside the official road.
Xu Mingan stepped into the town, stopped in front of a restaurant, and poured out the beans and potatoes from the bamboo basket. The boss's eyes suddenly lit up. The watery beans and potatoes were very fresh, and they were also big in size.
The stir-fry was excellent, so he waved his hand and said: "Little Taoist, I won't take advantage of you. There are 20 kilograms in total. Calculated at one penny per kilogram, this is 20 copper plates. You can keep it."
"Okay, thank you boss!"
Xu Mingan smiled and nodded, the price actually made him very satisfied.
Carrying the empty basket on his back, he rushed away to the other side of the town, stopped in front of a noodle shop, took out eight copper coins and bought two kilograms of fried tea dumplings. This kind of delicacy was loved by both apprentices.
Eat, and while buying tea, there were two monks in the wine shop nearby who were drinking and chatting. One of the three martial arts warriors frowned and said: "I haven't heard of it. Just yesterday, Yaowang Valley announced something
thing."
"What's going on?"
Another Third Realm spiritual cultivator smiled and said: "The Medicine King Sun Qinghe has come out of seclusion?"
"That's not true."
The third realm martial artist raised his lips and lowered his voice and said: "Sun Tingxuan, the head of the Yaowang Valley family, worked hard for three years and finally deduced the incomplete elixir recipe left by his ancestors and refined the Zhenyuan elixir that has been lost for thousands of years."
"What?!"
The monk was stunned.
Beside him, Xu Ming'an felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
