Lin Yunzi gave up his hands and silently retired.

Gao Shumai's hands stopped in front of the case, froze for a moment, and reluctantly uncovered the hat.

It was an old face with drooping eyelids.

Confirming Xiao Ran's identity, the old man got up and made a slight gesture.

"Baili Qingfeng has seen Senior Brother Xiao. ”

After speaking, he sat down, his voice was loose and dry, slightly disrespectful.

"You're welcome. ”

Xiao Ran had heard Lin Yunzi's introduction to this person before.

Baili Qingfeng is the master of Dagu Peak, Lingnong is coaching, and Jindan is cultivating, and he is good at large-scale planting of Linggu, especially in wind diversion and canal opening.

Looking at the spiritual field of Dagu Peak from Xiao Ran's full-level farming vision, the hundred miles of breeze are at least at the level of more than sixty points.

It's a pity that after the end of the law era, the harvest of Dagu Peak Lingtian was greatly reduced, and the old man of Baili couldn't find a good way after several efforts.

Although the inner disciples and the personal disciples are the same generation, they usually have to be called each other's senior brothers and sisters.

What's more, Ling Agriculture is a non-pillar industry in Zongzhi Mountain, coupled with poor production and income, its status in the door is declining year by year, and it is on the verge of being forgotten all year round.

There is only a stubborn coach in the door.,Come to Otani Peak to farm for two hours a day.。

This kind of thing is not encountered once a year when a disciple comes to visit.

"Senior Brother Xiao is really young and promising. ”

Baili Qingfeng smiled and complimented without smiling.

is not as sincere as Lin Yunzi, and the sentence of Baili Qingfeng is young and promising, slightly ironic.

After all, with his Jindan cultivation, one finger can destroy Xiao Ran a thousand times, and it is inevitable to look down on this mortal who has inexplicably entered the immortal gate.

Xiao Ran didn't say hello either, and got straight to the point:

"I need the best seeds, fresh spirit valley and natural yeast. ”

Yeast?

Baili Qingfeng pouted and said:

"It's all at this juncture, does Senior Brother Xiao still have the heart to make wine?"

Xiao Ran naturally knew what this knot was referring to, but he was too lazy to fight and solve it quickly.

"This is what the master ordered. ”

Baili Qingfeng's old face stiffened, and he immediately respected a lot.

"Please follow me to the barn. ”

In the underground barn, it is ventilated, cool and dry.

Looking at the grain piles, there are Dao Valleys and Wheat Grains from the Qi Refining Realm to the Jindan Realm, but at least they are all Chen Guzi from half a year ago.

It is possible as a seed, but it is a little insufficient as a material for making sake.

Baili Qingfeng filled two sacks of high-quality grain and wheat seeds and gave them to Xiao Ran for free.

However, Xiao Ran still paid two spirit stones.

He didn't want to owe the old man a favor.

The grade of these aged grains is okay, but the quality is mediocre, and they can't enter the eyes of full-level brewmasters.

"I need fresh fine grain, and I'm going to make sake tonight. ”

The legendary overnight brewed sake?

Could it be that this is a wine master deliberately chosen by the sword elder?

Baili Qingfeng no longer dares to slack off.

"Fresh and high-quality grains suitable for making sake also need to be picked by Senior Brother Xiao himself, and as for yeast, there are many black mushrooms that can cultivate natural yeast in the wild forest under Xiaoyufeng Mountain in the southwest. ”

After finishing speaking, he handed the jade slip in the valley to Xiao Ran.

"Thank you. ”

......

Come to the valley.

The wind is melodious and the river is roaring.

Xiao Ran walked briskly on the spiritual embankment of the rice and shuttled through the golden wheat fields.

The breeze is coming, and the faint fragrance of grain fills the world.

The autumn light is sprinkled with the fragrance of ears of wheat.

Xiao Ran remembered the scene when he was a child picking tea in the tea mountain.

The scenery is beautiful, but the tea is not worth a few dollars.

The scenery here is more beautiful and magnificent, but the grade and quality of the spirit plants are mediocre, and compared with the herbs on Baicao Peak, the gap is too far.

After walking far, Xiao Ran couldn't find a satisfactory fresh valley.

Occasionally, I met a few Lingnong disciples who were working in the valley, and they all looked relatively old, lifeless, and not vigorous.

When these older disciples saw Xiao Ran, they only greeted him symbolically, and then they were busy with their own work, and no one was a tour guide for him.

Xiao Ran walked by the river.

Suddenly, I smelled an imperceptible fragrance.

Follow the incense and look carefully.

It was a few ears of wheat floating in the river!

The scent is unusual......

Xiao Ran hurriedly jumped into the water, scooped up a piece of grain skin, and put it in his mouth to chew.

Well, the quality is average, the grade is not high, but the quality is ...... Absolutely!

Walking seven or eight miles along the river, Xiao Ran came to a certain hillside and found a wheat field of several acres.

The wheat stalks are very mixed, green and yellow, tall and short, straight and curved, and grow in the same wheat field.

The wheat grains are not good-looking, each has its own grade, and each has its own defects.

The only thing that is the same is that each wheat plant has a very different but very prominent fragrance.

It is a very high level of transparency, a kind of free, restrained, and not for the sake of human beings.

On the edge of the wheat field, overgrown with weeds.

A middle-aged man with a hat on his head and a scruffy beard, with his head resting on the handle of a hoe and a long sword in his arms, lies among the weeds.

Dressed in a farming uniform, he holds a short ear of wheat in his mouth and hums a melodious tune.

The humming tune, the spirit is gentle and fluttering, as if there is some kind of magical power that allows the wheat plant to grow freely.

For a moment, Xiao Ran seemed to see ...... The catcher in the wheat field.

Taking care of such wheat fields shows that he is not a layman.

Xiao Ran admired it and clasped his fists from afar:

"The younger generation needs some fresh wheat to make wine, can the seniors cut love?"

The middle-aged man lifted the corner of his hat, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at Xiao Ran's high-level cyan disciple robe.

probably knew Xiao Ran's identity.

But he didn't look down on Xiao Ran because he was a disciple of his own lineage.

Nor did he look down on him because he was mortal.

No joy or sorrow.

"I'm not your senior, just take care of the fresh wheat. ”

"Thank you. ”

Xiao Ran went deep into the wheat field and began to select carefully.

He is accurate to each Lingmai, and what he pursues is not the perfection of the quality, or the high-level and uniform grade, but the selection of wheat whose quality is infinitely close to perfection.

He picks very slowly and patiently.

The middle-aged man seemed to be asleep, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

Because of the behavior of this new personal disciple......

Not a realm that a mortal can reach!

He was able to pinpoint the perfect quality of the grains, even though they were of different sizes, colors, and cracked dates.

Meet the connoisseurs!

Is it the master of wine brewing that the sword elder is looking for?

He remained silent.

Half an hour later, Xiao Ran finally collected two catties of wheat grain.

This amount is not a big problem to make ten catties of sake.

"This is a spirit stone. ”

Xiao Ran respectfully took out five spirit stones as a sign of respect.

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"I don't need spirit stones, if you are grateful, help me get rid of the weeds and pests in the field. ”

The corners of Xiao Ran's eyes gathered slightly, and he only said calmly:

The senior laughed. ”

"Huh?"

"In this field, there is not a single superfluous pest, nor a single superfluous weed, they are all companion spirit plants and spirit insects carefully selected by the predecessors. ”

The middle-aged man was slightly startled.

He slowly stood up with his sword in his hand.

He was tall and tall, revealing an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

"It seems that Your Excellency has a deep knowledge of the fields. ”

Xiao Ran respectfully clenched his fists.

"The seniors have won the prize. ”

The middle-aged man came to the river, looked at the river, and pressed down the front of the hat.

"May I take the liberty of asking you a question?"

"Senior, excuse me. ”

"If one day, the Netherworld besieges Zong Zhi Mountain, you will be faced with two choices. ”

The middle-aged man's voice was calm, with a touch of vicissitudes and compassion.

"First, you choose to draw your sword, and in the end, because the disparity between you and you is too great, you die in the mouth of the Netherworld. ”

"Second, you judge the situation, retreat cautiously, escape into the safety of the underground cave, start secretly farming, continue the fire, and wait for the day when the situation will be turned around. ”

"What would you choose?"

Xiao Ran thought to himself.

The first is to survive and continue the incense and wait for the day when the tables turn around, which is theoretically absolutely correct.

But if you think about it, only a few people can enjoy such an opportunity to survive, and most people will die in the mouth of the Netherworld, whether they resist or not.

And as a sword-wielding disciple, in this case, it is impossible to disregard the lives of the weak and choose to retreat and farm.

Although he is good at farming.

But farming can be done by women and the weak, and the duty of the sword-wielder is to keep them safe.

"I'll draw my sword. ”

Xiao Ran replied without hesitation, and then said:

"But I will not die in the jaws of the Netherworld. ”

Suddenly!

The river stirred up the waves.

The wheat field is rippling with waves.

The middle-aged man bowed slightly.

"It is worthy of being a high-ranking disciple personally selected by the sword elder, but I am abrupt. ”

He saw firmness and confidence in Xiao Ran.

And these two points are precisely the most precious qualities of the sword wielder.

Xiao Ran's farming attainments are very high, but his cultivation is only a mortal, and he seems to be an excellent farmer.

But in his opinion, this is a better one with unlimited potential - a sword bearer.

Xiao Ran was a little curious, clasped his fists and asked:

"What do you call your seniors?"

The middle-aged man turned around and took off his hat, revealing a face with chapped skin and a curly beard, but with infinite ease.

Chen bowed. ”