It is a matter of life and death, and Zhou Qiankun cannot be careless.

Thinking of the matter of cold frost condensation, the corners of Zhou Qiankun's mouth raised a little.

Originally, I thought it was too boring to play with this girl, but now it has become a stepping stone for me to ask for the seeds of the little Nirvana fruit.

Zhou Qiankun looked at the still noisy Taixuanmen, his eyes were calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Turn around and go back to bed.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qiankun got up normally and headed towards the medicine field.

Zhou Qiankun walked on the familiar road while thinking about yesterday's events.

When I came to the medicine garden and passed by the barren leaf grass planting field, my footsteps involuntarily stopped.

In the medicinal field of barren leaf grass, a white-haired old man staggered, shuttling between barren leaf grass.

Holding a watering can in his hand, he sprayed a blue potion on the barren grass.

The early morning dew was a little big, and the old man walked by, and his trouser legs were wet with dew.

Zhou Qiankun stared intently at the old man's every move, his sprinkling technique was superb, and he was able to spread the medicine evenly on almost every leaf.

This person, Zhou Qiankun, has met once.

When he first entered the Medicine Garden, Elder Huang passed by this place when he took him to the Spirit Breaking Orchard, and it was this old man who was cultivating the Barren Leaf Grass.

Elder Huang was still saluting very respectfully.

However, looking at his technique and the concentration of the potion, Zhou Qiankun frowned slightly, and he was suffering from an occupational disease.

"The dew is so big, the concentration of your potion is low, if it were me, I would have to increase the concentration by at least two percent to offset the effect of the dew and achieve the best growth effect of the barren leaf grass."

Zhou Qiankun muttered.

"At that time, the survival rate of barren leaf grass will reach at least 95 percent, and the high-quality rate will reach 47 percent."

If people hear it, they will probably have to mock him a few words.

As a low-grade elixir unique to Taixuanmen, the people who can cultivate it are the most respected pharmacists in Taixuanmen.

However, now that he is being pointed at by a hairy boy, he simply laughs off his big teeth.

In the medicine field, the old man's body was stunned.

Although Zhou Qiankun's voice was very small, it was almost inaudible.

But the old man was obviously a Lingtai monk, and his hearing was excellent, and he heard Zhou Qiankun's muttering.

The old man's figure was stunned, and the movements in his hands were slightly stagnant, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, the old man stopped what he was doing and beckoned to Zhou Qiankun.

"Boy, come in."

When Zhou Qiankun heard this, he immediately waved his hand again and again.

"No, kid doesn't dare."

The medicine fields are all responsible, and if he is not responsible for the medicine fields, he does not dare to enter them easily.

Moreover, there are still seven Lingtai elders secretly monitoring, and it would not be good if there was any trouble.

The old man was not happy when he heard this, his brows were crossed, and a bit of majesty appeared on his body.

He said old-fashionedly: "What don't you dare? The old man still has a bit of thin noodles in the medicine field, even if you come in, who dares to hold you responsible, the old man will go and reason with him in person! ”

When these words came out, Zhou Qiankun felt that his gaze secretly looking at this place had receded.

has already said this, Zhou Qiankun can't help but know how to lift.

With a smile, he walked cautiously into the medicine field, and he had to walk lightly on his toes so as not to step on the flowers and plants in it.

"Senior, what's wrong with the junior?"

Walking in front of the old man, Zhou Qiankun said softly in the tone of a junior to an elder.

Looking at Zhou Qiankun's polite appearance, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

saw that he gave the medicine pot in his hand to Zhou Qiankun, touched Bai Huahua's beard, and said in a kind tone: "Come, dispense medicine according to your ideas." ”

After speaking, he took out another packet of medicinal powder from his pocket.

This is Qingling powder, a medicine that can give birth to elixirs and at the same time prevent insects.

Although Zhou Qiankun was full of confidence, he still took the two things very humbly.

Then, after taking a look at the concentration of the medicine in the medicine pot, he suddenly understood it.

Reaching out and grabbing a small poke of medicinal powder from the medicine bag, the amount was no more and no less, just enough to increase the concentration of the medicine by 2%.

This delicate technique made the old man's old eyes reveal a touch of essence.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "A good and accurate technique, even when the old man was young, he practiced it for decades. ”

A young man who looked to be only twenty-one years old had such a method, and he was always pleased.

is worthy of being a genius pharmacist touted by the sect, and he was a little sniffy before and didn't take it seriously.

Now that I see myself, I do have some real skills.

Zhou Qiankun sprinkled the medicinal powder into the pot and shook the medicinal powder with water in a unique way.

The old man saw this technique, stroked his beard, and nodded again and again.

Subsequently, Zhou Qiankun returned the medicine pot to the old man.

"Seniors, juniors are ugly."

When the old man heard this, he just smiled and didn't say anything.

He took the kettle and sprayed the potion on the barren grass that had not yet been sprinkled.

After a moment of effort, the old man's eyes widened.

Because he was shocked to find that the activity of the barren leaf grass sprinkled with the medicine was now one percent higher than before.

This may not be perceptible to others, but for people like them who have been deeply involved in this path for a hundred years, it is as dazzling as the sun in the sky, and it is difficult to ignore it.

He knows very well that just this gap can increase the survival rate of barren leaf grass by six or seven percent, and the rate of excellent products by about ten percent.

He stroked his beard happily and smiled from ear to ear.

"Hahaha, sure enough, the hero is a young man, I didn't expect that just the influence of dew could bring such a big change, but the old man was negligent."

After speaking, he handed the kettle to Zhou Qiankun and asked him to sprinkle the rest on it.

The corners of Zhou Qiankun's mouth twitched, you can really make people call.

But seeing that he is old, he doesn't care.

Immediately, I went to sprinkle medicine.

The old man looked at his movements and nodded again and again.

Every action of Zhou Qiankun is remarkable, and people can't find fault with it.

It doesn't feel like a fledgling newcomer, but more like everyone who has been operating in this road for many years.

Elder Huang Juan, who was in charge of guarding the medicine field, watched all this quietly, and there was a little more smile in her eyes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the old man was calling Zhou Qiankun, only she knew that this was what he meant by approving Zhou Qiankun.

The move at this moment is to test whether Zhou Qiankun has the ability to take over the burden on him.

And now it seems that he is very satisfied with Zhou Qiankun, and there is a successor to Taixuanmen.

After all the potions were sprinkled, the old man said slowly: "Boy, you are very good, from now on, you don't have to take care of the Broken Spirit Fruit Tree, you can take charge of the cultivation of this barren leaf grass." ”

When Zhou Qiankun heard this, he was shocked.

This is not only a change in the responsibility of the medicine field, but also a change in identity.