Wen Tian thought about it for a moment, and he could only come down first, and then think of a way. There is still a year to come down, and if not, Lao Dao is angry, and he may immediately shoot himself to death.

Alas, people who cultivate immortals don't like to be reasonable!

Wen Tian lamented.

"Peak master, the kid Yu Lingzhi is still a little talented, Danfeng must have a lot of medicine gardens, can the kid stay on the mountain and do what he can?"

In fact, generally speaking, very few outer disciples could stay in the main peak of the Seven Veins.

"Yes, that's good, come on!" The wine Taoist priest was as good as a stream this time, and beckoned to a steward, "Take him to the medicine garden, arrange an errand for him, and by the way, get him the identity of a disciple of the outer sect of Danfeng." ”

"Yes, according to the orders of Lord Feng. The steward responded, and then said to Wen Tian: "This little junior brother, come with me." ”

Wen Tian said goodbye to the wine priest and Long Xiaomei, followed the person in charge, and walked out of the Tianji Palace.

"What do you call your seniors?"

"Don't dare to be it, just call me Hua Bo, I'm actually a miscellaneous person here, and I can't be called a senior. Besides, junior brother Xiaowu, this is the first time I have seen someone dare not to give the peak master his old man face, dare to refuse the kindness of the peak master, and don't want a registered disciple. Do you know how many people want to worship under his old man's door, he is my Heavenly Dao Sect, the only earth-level Dan Dao master, with Dan to enter the Dao, there are few people in this world. ”

"I don't want to embarrass his old man. Just like me, if I worship under the main door of the peak, wouldn't it be too damaging to his old man's face. Boy, we have this self-knowledge, so we don't dare to climb high. Where are we going, are we going to the medicine garden?"

"Let's go to the miscellaneous office first, solve your identity problem first, and then let's go to the medicine garden to have a look. Don't look at us, we are just one of the seven veins of the Heavenly Dao Sect, but it is not much worse than the sect outside Immortal Sect, our Danfeng is actually equivalent to a sect, but it is not independent. You see, on the left is the Dan Pavilion, on the right is the Jing Building, and next to the Jing Building is the miscellaneous office. ”

Wen Tian followed Hua Bo's hand and watched as he walked.

There is a large temple on the left and right.

Next to the scripture building, there is a small attic, which is the miscellaneous office that Hua Bo said.

"Uncle Hua, then you say that our Danfeng is more powerful than the Tiandan Sect outside?"

"Awesome?

"Danfeng and Tiandan Sect, of course, are compared to alchemy. ”

"This, there is no comparison. Hua Bo was noncommittal.

"Why can't we compare?

Hua Bo smiled bitterly, "It seems that you are no different from other new disciples, and you are still obsessed with winning and losing. There is a specialization in the art industry, if you talk about Dan Technique, it is naturally a step higher than the Tiandan Sect, if you talk about Dan Dao, it has to be the Dan Peak of my Tiandao Sect. ”

After talking for a long time, it still can't compare to the Tiandan Sect.

Wen Tianyu sneered.

What kind of Dan Dao is it, it is all illusory, and if you have the ability, you can refine a good pill.

Wen Tian didn't know if getting Long Zhu'er into the Heavenly Dao Sect would bury her alchemy talent.

He still owes Long Zhu'er a Ding Furnace, and he hasn't found a chance to give it to her.

While the two men were talking, they went to the miscellaneous office.

Hua Bo explained the situation to the disciple in charge of the miscellaneous service department, and then gave Wen Tian a set of Danfeng outer disciple uniforms, a jade plate of the identity of the miscellaneous disciple of the Danfeng Medicine Garden.

After receiving the things and solving the identity problem, Hua Bo led Wen Tian to the back yam garden.

"Senior Brother Martial Arts, the first place in our Danfeng is alchemy, Danshu Dandao, and second, Lingzhi, which is the medicine garden. In the mountains behind us, from top to bottom, including the valley below, almost all the places where the spiritual energy is abundant and suitable for planting spiritual herbs and elixirs have been opened up into medicine fields and medicine gardens. There are also medicine gardens in other veins, but they are far worse than our Danfeng. ”

As he spoke, he arrived at the back mountain.

Houshan is not a medicine garden, but a place to manage the medicine garden.

I saw a Cantonese hall, on which there was a name, said: grass hall.

Tianji Palace, Dan Pavilion, Jing Lou, Thatched Cottage.

The hall, the pavilion, the building, the hall, a little interesting.

The two walked into the cottage.

"Uncle Hua, why do you have time to come to the cottage today?"

As soon as he entered, he was greeted by a disciple who looked like a steward.

Hua Bo was also in his thirties, and he was called an old man, but he didn't have the slightest look of disobedience, but walked over and bit his ear with the disciple in charge, and then said: "Senior Brother Wu, come and get to know him, this is the deacon elder of the grass hall, Lao Zhang, you can call him Senior Brother Zhang." ”

Wen Tian hurriedly came over to greet him, "The kid has seen Senior Zhang, and I will ask the seniors to take care of him in the future." ”

That old Zhang hurriedly conceded a few words.

"Okay, Senior Brother Wu, Lao Zhang, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you, you can talk about it yourself, remember to leave me behind if you have good things." With that, he turned and went back.

Wen Tian was a little inexplicable, and he couldn't understand what good things he said.

However, it could also be that this guy said it casually.

Wen Tian was also surprised and didn't pay much attention to it.

Wen Tian is now more concerned about the medicine garden.

After coming to the cottage, he felt a little disappointed.

This thatched hall is obviously very different from the small courtyard of the Tiantai Sect in his past.

That small courtyard should be the formation control center of the entire Tiantai Sect Medicine Garden, and it seems to be surrounded by the entire Medicine Garden, so the aura is relatively balanced.

Looking at this cottage again, it seems to be the management agency that manages Danfeng's medicine garden and medicine field.

Wen Tian sensed it slightly, and there was obviously the power of the wood spirit everywhere here.

"Senior Brother Martial Arts, in addition to alchemy, my Danfeng is a spiritual plant. The spiritual plant is divided into a spiritual field and a medicine garden. Lingtian is some relatively low-grade medicinal fields, and the planting is also some low-grade spiritual grass, most of which are below the first grade, and there is no grade of spiritual grass Linggu and so on. The medicine garden is specially used to grow spiritual herbs and elixirs, and it is also divided into four levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. Little junior brother, you newcomer, you may only have to go to Lingtian to try your hand first, and if you have good grades, you can transfer to the advanced medicine field. Look?"

Obviously, the division of the medicine garden here is obviously different from that of the Tiantai Sect.

It's not at all.

This is by level, not by attribute.

It is estimated that it is difficult to find an environment similar to the small courtyard of the Tiantai Sect here.

"Senior, the kid is new and doesn't understand, do you think there is the kind of newcomer who is both light and provincial, and more suitable for a newcomer like me who doesn't understand anything?"

Wen Tian didn't plan to plant any spiritual grass for others every day like Wu Lao.

If he knew that Danfeng Medicine Garden was like this, he wouldn't come, so it was better to go to Shaking Light Peak, and he didn't have to refute the face of the Shaking Light Peak Peak Master and offend that guy.

Wen Tian's words made Lao Zhang flash a trace of disappointment.