Chapter 38 Management of the Medicine Garden

On either side of this person sat a man and a woman. If you like it, you can LWXS520. COM [Update Quick Search] The man's white hair is pale, his face is full of wrinkles, and he is actually an old man who is over the age of six, smiling but not speaking. The woman's face was like white jade, and she was handsome, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and her face was expressionless.

Yingjun hurriedly took a few steps forward and bent down to salute, "See master." The fourth uncle, the fifth uncle is good. "Get up, you're not an outsider, you don't have to be so polite. These two are the new disciples of my Yingyu Peak. The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves and asked the young man to get up on his own, and then looked at Zhou Moyang and the others with interest.

Listening to the title, there is no doubt that these three people should be Jindan stage monks. The middle-aged monk asked Zhou Moyang and the woman in yellow their names, and Zhou Moyang only then did he know that the woman in yellow was named Wan Xiaoqian. After the middle-aged monk casually said "good", he turned his face to the two people sitting next to him and said softly, "Since you are both here, don't trouble the others." One of you is proficient in talisman making, and the other is quite accomplished in alchemy, so you should be short of manpower. These two new disciples, let the two of you take them for the time being, and by the way, give them guidance on their cultivation in the exercises. Even if the cultivation level is too low, the three peaks of Tiandi Peak, Xuanhuang Peak, and Sun Moon Peak will be laughed at. ”

"Senior Brother Zhangfeng. Let's let the fifth senior sister take it, she just lacks a few disciples who take care of the medicine garden. When the white-haired old man heard this, he said with a smile on his face. And the glamorous woman in her twenties, after hesitating for a moment, also nodded slightly, not looking at Zhou Moyang and the others at all.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded, and then said to Zhou Moyang and Wan Xiaoqian, "You two should step back first." The old man still has something to discuss with your two uncles, so you can wait outside the house for a while. ”

When they heard this, they said yes honestly, and then withdrew from the house, and waited a few feet away from the side room. Then, Yingjun also withdrew from the house, and stood motionless in the courtyard, looking up at the clear sky, and didn't know what to think.

After a meal, the door of the wing room opened again, and the white-haired old man and the cold woman walked out one after another. The old man raised his hand without saying a word, released a long magic weapon, and then said a farewell word to the woman, and then broke through the sky.

At this time, the woman also walked up to Zhou Moyang and the others, and after glancing at the two of them, she said without emotion, "Let's go, follow me back to the cave." Hearing this, the corners of Zhou Moyang's mouth curled slightly, and Wan Xiaoqian nodded obediently.

The red light flashed, and a red glow greeted the hood. The two stood still and did not move. Two hours later, Zhou Moyang appeared in a strange medicine garden more than 100 zhang in size. Looking at the several single herbs in the medicine garden, the only three stone houses in the middle of the medicine garden, and an unnamed hill next to the medicine garden, Zhou Moyang touched his chin. There was a faint smile on his face.

The glamorous and cold woman in the middle of Jindan used a red ribbon to fly the two of them to the back of their cave. This "uncle" named Murong Wan asked the two if they were willing to take care of the medicine garden or if they were willing to learn the art of alchemy from him. This made Zhou Moyang stunned.

After all, as long as the average monk does not have a problem in his head, he must ask to learn the latter. But this woman didn't wait for Zhou Moyang to interface, and then said coldly, taking care of the medicine garden is very simple, as long as you hand in a certain amount of medicinal materials every year, you can have a lot of time to practice the exercises. As for the foreign affairs disciples who study alchemy, although they have the opportunity to come into contact with the advanced way of elixir, they have regular and quantitative pill refining completed every month, and the cultivation time is greatly shortened.

Therefore, there are pros and cons to these two kinds of work, so let the two think it carefully. Zhou Moyang was overjoyed, and naturally chose the old profession of watching the medicine garden without thinking, which was almost a job built for him. Originally, he was still thinking about how he could escape the tedious chores and concentrate on cultivation, and all this was solved so well. He and the work of this medicine garden are really fateful.

The glamorous woman did not show any surprise when Zhou Moyang chose to work in the Chinese medicine garden. And Wan Xiaoqian unsurprisingly chose to follow Murong Wan for alchemy. After that, the cold woman asked Wan Xiaoqian to stay, took Zhou Moyang to the medicine garden, and asked him to hand over with a female disciple in the early stage of foundation building who was originally guarding the medicine garden, and after leaving a piece of jade slip that recorded the water attribute exercise "Water Spirit Decision", she took the original caretaker and flew away from here.

Now this has become Zhou Moyang's territory. After Zhou Moyang waited for the cold woman to disappear in the light, he immediately flipped his palm and looked at the things in his hand.

A blue jade slip, a green jade slip, and a yellow token. The green jade slip is a method of cultivating medicinal herbs in the garden. Because the grade of medicinal herbs here is relatively ordinary, and there are not many types, as long as it is not stupid, it is very easy to get started.

The other piece of blue jade is the "Water Spirit Decision" exercise left by the woman surnamed Murong. Of course, this exercise can't be a top-level method, and it can't even be talked about a second-rate exercise, and the weak power is really pitiful. The only advantage is probably that it is easy to cultivate, and the bottleneck is easier to break through. Speaking of which, this woman doesn't have bad intentions, Zhou Moyang, as a disciple of foreign affairs, naturally her qualifications are not too good in her eyes, so she deliberately chose this simple exercise for him. As for the last token, it was used to control the magic circle outside this medicine garden.

After putting away the things in his hand, Zhou Moyang walked into the three stone houses slowly, turned around, and walked out unhurriedly. Zhou Moyang stood in front of the stone house, and after sweeping his gaze, he landed on the small stone mountain behind the medicine garden, with a faint smile on his face.

In the following days, Zhou Moyang began to divide time into several parts. In addition to the routine two hours, which were used to practice the exercises of the "Absolute Void Returning to the True Originless Sutra", part of the rest of the time continued to be used to study the formation, and the other part continued to practice the "Refining God Decision".

As for the medicine garden outside, Zhou Moyang asked a few puppets that he had purchased in Xianyuan City to help him do the surface work at will. Months have passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Zhou Moyang also asked the senior brothers who met near the medicine garden about the Jindan Elder Yuxu Venerable Master. I learned that the Master of Yuxu was the last palm of Xuanhuang Peak, and he cultivated in the later stage of Jindan, and his gold system exercises were also famous in the door. It's just that he fell when he went out on a mission to the sect thirty years ago, and the sect master also went out of the mountain gate once specifically for this matter, and the specific reason is unknown. At this point, Zhou Moyang had no choice but to temporarily extinguish the idea of finding his master for Patriarch Ziyun.

During this period, that Murong Wan "Senior Uncle" had only been here twice, and when he saw that the medicine garden was managed by Zhou Moyang quite well, and it could meet her requirements, he didn't ask more about things here. As for the water spirit decision, Zhou Moyang didn't ask questions, and this woman was not interested in taking the initiative to explain anything. This woman has always been lukewarm to Zhou Moyang, but Zhou Moyang is satisfied, it is best that this woman completely forgets about this place and does not disturb his practice, so he is even more happy.

After that, Zhou Moyang inquired about how the sect selected the disciples who entered the Ziwei Immortal Realm. This matter was known to almost everyone in the door, and it didn't take long for Zhou Moyang to figure it out. Every two Jiazi, the ban on the crape myrtle fairyland will be loosened for a year, and at this time, Jin Dan and the following cultivators can enter it, but the number of people cannot be too large, otherwise the ban will be closed immediately. After thousands of years of exploration, it has come to the conclusion that the number of monks entering it at any one time cannot exceed five hundred. In order to balance the interests of the various factions, the ten major sects joined forces to formulate the allocation of the number of monks who entered it. Each of the ten major sects has twenty places, and the rest of the places are allocated to hundreds of small and medium-sized sects and scattered cultivation alliances in the Heavenly Dome Continent and its surroundings.

Of the twenty places obtained by Zixiao Palace, ten places have been reserved for disciples with outstanding spiritual root qualifications, as well as several direct descendants of the ancestors. The other 10 places were selected by competition among the foundation building monks. There are as many as 400 monks in the Zixiao Palace, nearly 500. Excluding those who were too old and had no hope of marrying, more than half of the monks were qualified to participate in the competition, about 300 people, including many monks in the later stage of foundation building. To stand out from so many people, you can imagine the pressure. Zhou Moyang didn't expect the competition to be so fierce when he entered the door, but he couldn't think about it so much at this time, anyway, he had already signed up at the head of the door, so he would do his best......

A year has passed in a blink of an eye, and this day has come to the day of the trial and selection of Zixiao Palace's crape myrtle fairyland. The ten selected disciples are about to prepare for entering the crape myrtle fairyland in a year.

On this day, when Zhou Moyang was pinching his hands in the house and cultivating silently, suddenly the bell rang loudly above the Liumi Peak, the main peak of the Zixiao Palace. The sound was distant and clear, and it came into Zhou Moyang's ears, making his blood surging and his fighting spirit high.

Zhou Moyang's eyes opened, secretly counting the bells, and when he heard the thirty-sixth ring, he stood up, pushed the door and walked out. At the same time, the bell stopped abruptly.

At this time, the entire Zixiao Palace was dazzling, and they all headed towards the main peak fighting field, and thousands of people gathered in the blink of an eye. Among them, there are certainly many foundation building disciples under the age of sixty who are ready to participate in the Great Competition, but more of them are many old disciples and Qi cultivation stage disciples who have come to watch the battle. Although these old disciples were unable to participate in the big competition, they would naturally never want to miss this grand event, which could only be seen once in more than a hundred years.

Most of the Jindan elders of the Zixiao Palace, including the head of the sect, all appeared on the viewing platform of the Doufa Arena. Twenty Jindan elders stood at the front of everyone, quietly waiting for something. I don't know how long it took, in the seemingly empty void in front of the main peak of the Zixiao Palace, suddenly a wave of invisible fluctuations came out, and then in a burst of fairy music, all the scenes in front of it were torn apart like a picture scroll, revealing a completely different foggy world. >