Chapter 2 Yuquan Immortal Rice

Sheng Yi was helpless to the extreme, and he originally hoped that the master would be able to mention himself after becoming an immortal.

It's good now, but there is still a big hole left, and if you are not careful, your life will not be saved.

"Hey, okay. Isaichi sighed helplessly.

Xitong is determined to carry out the order, and the result will be the same if he grinds with him, so it is better to finish cleaning the Taoist temple quickly.

But this temple is cleaned every day, how can it be considered to complete the task?

"Xitong, are there any mission standards?"

"Some masters, the statue of the god is free of ash, and the upper and lower parts of the Taoist house are ashless, that is, it is completed. Xitong replied.

Hearing this explanation, I couldn't help but exhale secretly.

I thought it would be a harsh requirement, but I didn't expect it to be like an ordinary cleaning.

Without saying a word, I went back to the miscellaneous room and got a broom and a rag, and went to the lobby.

It is said that it is the lobby, that is, it is slightly higher than the Taoist room, and a dilapidated statue of the old monarch is enshrined in the middle, and there is nothing else next to it, which can be said to be extremely simple and simple.

This time, I didn't dare to slack off when I had a task, and I carefully cleaned the statue of Lao Jun and the surroundings.

For the statue of Lao Jun, it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the painting on it has also fallen off almost the same, and the technique can't help but be more gentle and careful.

"Huh, what is this?"

When he cleared the back of the idol, he frowned and wondered.

There was a line of words in the painting that fell off.

"Yin and Yang are thousands of machines, Qiankun is ten thousand laws, heaven and man are one, Taoism is supreme, and the secret key is found, here..."

"Huh?

The last part seems to have been deliberately hidden by the master, what secrets can this broken Taoist temple have?

Sheng Yi was very puzzled.

After searching again for a long time, he did not find any other clues, so he had no choice but to give up.

The next thing is to go to my own room with Master.

Because I live in my room for a long time, I only need to clean it slightly, but Master's room is only cleaned every ten days and half a month, and I don't know how much dust has accumulated under the bed.

Isaichi took a deep breath and prepared himself.

When the broom reached under the bed and moved slightly, the dust instantly came to the surface, and he hurriedly withdrew, after all, he was lying on his stomach or choking.

"Ahem!"

"Master really doesn't pay attention to hygiene!" Sheng Yi complained, took a cloth to cover his mouth and nose and continued to clean.

But Master's bed is so terrifying that there is so much dust under it, and there is dust in front of him, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as dim.

If you haven't cleaned for decades, you can still sleep, and it's embarrassing for Master to think about it.

As bags of dust were swept out, the dust gradually subsided.

Sheng Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the cleaning here was completed, he would be able to get that bag of rice.

The recent grain stocks are almost at the bottom, and this bag of rice can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need.

When you get rice, be sure to eat it for two or three bowls!

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a surge of motivation in my heart, and I worked harder in my hands.

Boom!

Suddenly, the broom seemed to touch something, and immediately lay down and pulled hard, and a simple box was pulled out.

"What a master!

Sheng Yi scolded, but he was stealing joy in his heart, maybe this was his old man's private treasure!

After opening it in a hurry, a simple book lay quietly inside, and his heart suddenly cooled for most of it, but he still took it out and flipped through it.

"The thirteenth ..... of the first month of the first month of the year of Jiazi"

It turned out to be this account.

"The time is not good, the grain tank has bottomed out, and the apprentice is deducted from ten days and a half of food on the grounds that the new year and the new beginning of the trail need to fast, and the teacher is very heartbroken, and he has a premonition that the poor road is about to return to heaven, whether he wants to tell his beloved disciple the secret of his life experience? ”

"Good master, you!" Sheng Yi scolded, but it didn't matter if he thought about it, after all, it was better to save some food in the barren mountains or in the cold winter.

Previously, the master said that he had picked it up when he was traveling, but what he said was obviously a secret!

The curiosity that had been hidden for more than ten years was instantly aroused, and he hurriedly flipped down.

The further down he looked, the darker his face became.

"The thirteenth day of the seventh month of the year of Ding Mao was not good, the grain tank bottomed out, and the apprentices were deducted from five days and a half of food on the grounds that they were a quarter of an hour late for morning class, which was very heartbreaking for the teacher; I have a premonition that the poor road is about to return to heaven, do you want to tell your beloved disciple the secret of your life? ”

"On the ninth day of September of the year of Gengwu, to ....... This time, there seems to be no reason to withhold two days of food, and it is very heartbreaking for the teacher; I have a premonition that the poor road is about to return to heaven, do you want to tell your beloved disciple the secret of your life? ”

............

I was speechless for a moment, almost all of Master's entire chronicles were written about these things, and it was understandable to withhold food, but you said every day that you were about to return to heaven, but you lived for more than ten years!

What to say and wait until you are dying to tell me the mystery of your life experience, it's good now, your silent burp, and you didn't say it when the Dharma Body just passed the word, and your life experience has really become a mystery.

It's a big hole!

"I...."

Sheng Yi was angry and funny in his heart, how could he meet such a lively and funny master, I really can't figure out how he can be ranked in the immortal class!

If you go to the immortal position today, is it so worthless?

"Hey. ”

sighed deeply, shook his head with a wry smile, and now the only way to know his life experience may only be through Xitong.

"Xitong, can you help me contact the next master?" Shengyi immediately asked.

"I'm sorry master, the immortal rank is too low, no. Xitong responded.

"I see. Sheng Yi immediately nodded, according to Xitong, as long as he reaches a certain immortal level, he can ask the master!

Or, find those eight and see him again!

But these eight people don't know where they are, and the most promising thing is the immortal level mission.

A fire suddenly ignited in his heart, and he hurriedly cleaned up, only by completing the task quickly could he improve the immortal level.

With such motivation, the movements of the hands instantly accelerated.

It didn't take long for the house and lobby to be cleaned, and the last bucket of leaves was thrown out of the Taoist temple, and the sound of the system came from the sea of knowledge.

"The task is completed, and you will get a bag of Yuquan fragrant rice. ”

"Wow! It's delicious when you hear the name!!" Isaichi said impatiently.

"Okay master, please stretch out your palm!"

Hearing Xitong's prompt, Shengyi hurriedly stretched out his hands, ready to catch the big bag of rice.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him, and a palm-sized bag fell into his hand like a feather.

?????

The smile on Shengyi's face froze instantly, and when he opened the bag and saw more than thirty grains of rice in the bag, he asked sharply for a moment: "Xitong, this is called a bag of rice!?"

"Yes, master, of course it's 'a bag'. ”

Listening to Xitong's answer, Sheng Yi didn't know how to refute, but suddenly understood a truth:

Master is a pit, this guy may be a big pit!

"Master, don't underestimate it, this is the rice that grows on the edge of the jade spring of the heavenly immortal mountain, it can become a seedling in one hour, a tree in two hours, a spike in three hours, and a maturity in four hours. ”

"That's amazing!"

Shengyi raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the gloomy clouds were swept away; an hour is equal to two hours, according to Xitong, half a day can be mature!

Although this bag of rice is small, it matures quickly, and you can really have a big bag of rice in less than a month!

Hurriedly found a piece of land in the backyard, scattered all the rice, scooped up some water and poured it, and squatted next to it to watch.

Sure enough, not long after the water was poured, a tender green color appeared on the ground, growing at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

But the strange thing is that when it grows to about 10 centimeters, it suddenly stops growing, and all the seedlings begin to hang their heads, and all of them die in less than a minute.

Sheng Yi was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked: "Xitong, what's wrong?!"

"My lord is in a hurry, this rice can only be watered with water from a spring that does not leave the mouth of the spring for more than an hour, otherwise it will die. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Sheng Yi scolded angrily, and his heart was dripping blood.

Sure enough, he guessed by himself, this guy is even more pitiful than Master!

"You didn't ask. ”

"What else should I pay attention to, finish it all at once!" Shengyi rolled his eyes, didn't answer, and asked directly.

"Yes, because it is in the territory, the growth rate of rice will be slower, and the number of results will be smaller, and the spring water needs to be watered once a day. ”

After receiving this reply, Shengyi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could plant.

Then he shook the rice bag on the top of his palm for a long time, and only five grains of rice fell.

Looking at the five grains of rice in the palm of my hand, I really wanted to cry without tears.

There was obviously a small bag, but it was pitted by Xitong!

After carefully collecting the rice, he took the bucket and ran to the spring where he usually carried water, and quickly ran back to the Taoist temple with a bucket of water.

Squatting down, carefully burying the treasure of rice into the ground, the spring water slowly poured, and then holding his feet and staring intently.

The rice grows at the same rate as before, and when it grows to about 10 centimeters, my heart is almost in my throat.

But Shengyi was still not at ease, so he squatted and watched for more than half an hour, and only then did he go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of rice and vegetable soup when it was getting dark.

This is his main food in recent years.

That night, Isaichi seemed to dream that the entire backyard was overgrown with fairy rice, and the fragrance was fragrant, and he was also gulping down white rice, eating as much as he wanted!

"Hmm... Delicious..."

Shengyi left saliva in his dreams, and kept muttering in his mouth.

Poof!

Suddenly, there was a slightly dull sound, and Sheng woke up from his sleep in an instant, and perhaps the beast ran in to find food, and then picked up the peachwood sword placed beside the bed and rushed out of the house.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, his legs suddenly trembled involuntarily, his pupils dilated slightly, and his face was full of horror.