The golden sun slowly rose, and two people came to the medicine valley.

The tall and thin Black Eagle resignedly followed behind a woman in a blue shirt, and she didn't dare to breathe.

The woman is in her early twenties, with fair skin and a playful red beauty mole under her slightly upturned sexy lips.

She is Xu Ying, an inner disciple, who has a Lang statue that attracts bees and butterflies, but she is a stereotypical woman on weekdays.

Among the inner disciples, Xu Ying's cultivation is not outstanding among the inner disciples, but she is rich in miscellaneous learning, and she is entrusted with important tasks by the sect, responsible for the management and cultivation of herbs in the entire Sword Sect.

The identity of the inner disciple, this is an absolute big boss!

In the five years of Jianmen, Zhang Ye was only fortunate to have seen Xu Ying's silhouette a few times from afar.

Entering the medicine field, seeing a thin figure sleeping next to her, Xu Ying frowned.

The black eagle, who was good at observing words and feelings, immediately raised his hand and whipped the whip, and with a snap, Zhang Ye's skin was peeled open, and he jumped up in a scream.

"Senior brother...... I'm not lazy. Zhang Ye always said so.

"Remember that I was eaten by a dog? The medicine field is related to the Jianmen pill, you can't be sloppy, you sleep again. Black Hawk shouted.

Xu Ying frowned for the second time: "Okay, don't say a word." ”

"Yes, Senior Sister. Black Hawk immediately stepped back and bowed his head respectfully.

Xu Ying usually doesn't have much memory of Zhang Ye, but she met in a hurry a few years ago.

At this time, I looked up and down, but I was stunned, he was also thin and thin, but this guy has grown up a lot, his skin is shining brightly, and although he looks thin, he is very good-looking, and his aura is compelling.

"Come here. ”

Xu Ying stretched out her beautiful palm and beckoned.

After Zhang Ye walked over with a weak heart, Xu Ying's palm was gently pressed on the top of Zhang Ye's head, and a stream of alcohol and true qi was thrown into the inner body.

After a while, Xu Ying collected her true qi and said softly: "I thought you had cultivated the magic technique, your inner body is a little strange, there is no trace of the cultivation of the magic technique, but your appearance reflects many characteristics. ”

According to the door rules, stealing school is to be punished, Zhang Ye was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that his senior sister would find out that he was secretly practicing too long boxing.

In fact, it's not a secret that Taichang Fist is a crop handle for entry, not to mention that it is widely spread among the disciples of the outer sect, even outside the Sword Gate, there are many farmers and ordinary people who cultivate.

At that time, Taixuan Zhenren founded a school here, and taught this set of Taichang Quan to the aborigines, which was a blessing, passed down from generation to generation, and there were too many people who practiced Taichang Fist, which eventually led to hundreds of versions of Taichang Fist, and I don't know who is right.

If there is no method of cultivation, if it is just too long fist, no one will punish Zhang Ye.

At that moment, Xu Ying did not delay, strolling through the fields to check the herbs.

The strange flowers and plants with a lot of aura show a variety of forms, they seem to be angry at Zhang Ye being beaten, or bow their heads and ignore people, or sad, or sad and angry, which is completely different from the usual delicate and glamorous fighting.

Xu Ying's face lit up for a moment, and she squatted down to check carefully.

Then she looked back at Zhang Ye: "This medicine field has always been taken care of by you?"

Zhang Ye was a little afraid to answer.

"You're deaf, senior sister asks!" Black Eagle roared beside him.

Xu Ying got up and pointed at the black eagle and said, "If you dare to yell at him again, I will beat you once." If you dare to hit him once, I will hit you ten times. ”

Black Eagle's face changed, and he said at the bottom: "Yes, senior sister." ”

"Zhang Ye, have you always taken care of this medicine field?" Xu Ying asked again.

"Yes, Senior Sister. Zhang Ye nodded, "In addition, I have a lot of chores, and occasionally I also help other senior brothers take care of the medicine field." ”

"Well, from today your ration will be doubled, and you won't have to do anything else but take care of the field. Xu Ying's face turned cold at the end, "Whoever dares to ask you to do anything else, you can tell me directly!"

Black Hawk immediately turned pale with fright......

"Xiaobao, I'm afraid we'll get through it this time, and we'll have more food in the future. ”

In front of the thatched hut in the afternoon, Zhang Ye was happy to hold a small Laipi dog as thin as him.

This strange-looking yellow dog was picked up by Zhang Ye in the mountains two years ago.

At that time, Xiaobao was too young and dying of hunger, so Zhang Ye brought it back and named it Xiaobao.

felt that Xiaobao's experience was similar to his own, and after that, Zhang Ye gave Xiaobao some of his already small rations to Xiaobao.

In the past two years, Xiaobao and Zhang Ye have not been able to eat, but they have also grown up step by step.

In the past few years, Zhang Ye's only friend is Xiaobao, as well as the strange flowers and herbs in the medicine field......

Now that the workload is much less, Zhang Ye is very comfortable leaning on the bluestone in front of the door to bask in the sun.

The sun is shining on my body, and it is warm.

He thought of Senior Sister Xu Ying's calm and fair look again, the senior sister in the inner door was different, which was convincing......

After Xu Ying inspected Zhang Ye's medicine fields, she checked the rest of the medicine fields in the medicine valley. The more I looked at it, the more I frowned.

Those medicine fields that she was optimistic about in the past now seem so unpleasant.

Xu Ying is still unsure, why is Zhang Ye's medicinal field more than twice as rich as the others?

These medicinal fields handed over to the outer disciples to take care of are the basic medicinal fields of Taixuanmen, which are very ordinary, and they are second-grade fields.

The medicinal field is more environmental, and the sufficiency of the spiritual energy is the lowest level, which can be regarded as ordinary farmland, and is mostly used to grow rations for outer disciples.

As for the Erpintian, it has preliminarily implied the earth's qi and essence, and it is expensive to use it to grow grain, and most of the Erpintian are used to grow some herbs as auxiliary materials for the sect's alchemy.

In theory, only second-grade medicinal materials can be planted.

But the strange thing is that Xu Ying vaguely felt that those medicinal materials in Zhang Yetian had the sign of generating mental power and promoting to the third grade.

If that's the case, it's shocking.

This is like a leapfrog challenge in sword cultivation.

In addition, I don't know why, Zhang Ye's second-grade field, even the aura and soil began to be a little different.

Although Xu Ying was in charge of this aspect of affairs, after all, he was only an inner disciple, and he was only a beginner in terms of knowledge and cultivation. She wasn't sure what she saw, and for fear of being punished, she didn't plan to report it back to her for the time being. It was decided to figure out the ins and outs first......

Sunset, starset, stars shift.

Another morning bell rang, and Zhang Ye locked Xiaobao in the house. Went farming.

If you take Xiaobao to go, Xiaobao will definitely be beaten to death by Senior Brother Black Hawk, if you let it go, maybe Xiaobao will run around and be caught by other senior brothers and put in trouble.

Xiaobao is one of Zhang Ye's few friends, and he doesn't want to lose this friend who depends on him for his life.

When entering the Medicine Valley, different from the bad attitude in the past, the deacon disciple of the outer gate who was stationed at the mouth of the valley today nodded with a smile: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yay. Zhang Ye nodded and walked away.

After the wait was gone, the guy spat on the ground fiercely: "What is it, a half-crippled little white face, taken by Senior Sister Xu Ying, really think it flew up the branch......?"

Zhang Ye still pounced patiently in the field.

He takes care of flowers and plants differently than others.

Ten acres of medicinal fields, don't ** area according to the steps of spiritual fertilizer, a large area of insect removal and loosening soil.

Zhang Ye memorized every flower and plant in the ten acres of medicinal fields and took care of them one by one.

He was always so cautious, afraid that if something went wrong with one of them, he would be killed by Senior Brother Black Hawk.

After a long time, Zhang Ye can remember the morphological characteristics of each flower and plant, which flower will be shy and which flower will be irritable, and he has a vague sense.

In addition, he never applied fertilizer, and for some reason, he felt that using spiritual fertilizer was to exert "chronic hormones" on these flowers and plants.

"You're bullying other flowers and plants again?"

Zhang Ye tugged at the "ears of colorful plants" as usual.

Zhang Ye named the most domineering guy in the medicine field "Seven Stars with Moon".

Now that it was taught a lesson, Qixing Hanyue was much more honest, and shrank its own branches and leaves. Before, this guy spread out the branches and leaves, blocking out the sunlight of the surrounding flowers and plants.

It takes too much energy to take care of the medicine field, Zhang Ye doesn't feel bitter, he has always gotten along with these flowers and plants like this.

Flowers and plants are his friends.

Lean on the bluestone in the evening and take a sip of wine.

Zhang Ye is not very good at drinking, but wine is a luxury among the outer disciples, and he usually doesn't dare to think about it.

I don't know what the reason is this time, the two guys who used to bully Zhang Ye the most sent a small pot of wine.

Zhang Ye learned to live a petty bourgeois life.