Wei Yuan looked at the hundreds of Cui family children and saw that everyone was carrying backpacks of the same style. It seemed that the Cui family had put a lot of thought into this trip.
These people vary in age, some are fifteen or sixteen, and some are nearly forty. They are basically all accomplished in body casting. Although they wear uniform robes, their speech and behavior are also different. Some are obviously arrogant, while others are obviously arrogant.
Some were cautious, but most of them looked confused, with some sadness and anger.
At this time, someone complained: "Why did you leave us in this place where birds don't poop? Hey, who is that? Why don't you come over to pay tribute? This young master's uncle is..."
Cui Yuleng said: "Who is your uncle? Tell me?"
The dude was suddenly excited, and then he saw Cui Yu clearly, and he quickly nodded and bowed with a smile.
These people can't even cast Taoji. Even the direct bloodline's status in the Cui family is just like that. Only when they get the family can they have a chance to show their prestige. With Cui Yu present, they can't even lift up the family elders.
After all, the one above Cui Yu is the clan leader, and the one above is the Immortal Ancestor.
Cui Yu was in a bad mood at this time, so he slapped the dude on the face, knocked him to the ground, and shouted: "Are you putting it on the leader of the world? You're blind! You trash can't even do it."
If you can’t succeed in cultivation and you won’t live to be a hundred years old, why do you still have the nerve to be named Cui?”
The more Cui Yu scolded, the angrier he got. He started punching and kicking him. Even Wei Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and quickly stopped him. Ever since Cui Yu started to lead troops, his daily behavior became more and more simple and rough, and he would do anything he could.
No noise.
However, the old man left in a hurry, and Wei Yuan forgot to ask an important question, and quickly said to Cui Yu: "Write a letter to your family and ask what the casualty index is?"
Casualty indicator? Everyone in the Cui family pricked up their ears. This word didn't sound very pleasant.
Cui Yu slapped his thigh: "That's right! How could I have forgotten this! How can you cultivate the Taoist foundation without blood? I will write a letter immediately, and I have to ask for ten quotas."
The more everyone in the Cui family heard, the more something was wrong. How could one still die while cultivating the Tao?!
Cui Yu glanced at everyone and said: "For those of you who feel that you have a special status and must not die, I don't need to arrange for you to go to the battlefield, but you must discuss it with me alone."
After handing all the Cui family members to Cui Yu to take away, Wei Yuan opened the small box given by the old man and was suddenly startled. Inside the box were three black rice grains the size of fingers and shaped like pearls, which looked like glass beads.
Are these three the original species of pearl rice?
Pearl rice is also a kind of spiritual food, similar to sorghum rice, but it is a middle-grade spiritual plant. This kind of spiritual rice is cultivated by every family, and black pearls are the specialties of the Cui family and the Xu family. In the strict hierarchy of the family,
Pearl rice is specially offered to the Dharma, and idlers cannot eat it even if they have money.
The pearl rice cultivated by the Saga is different from what is commonly seen in the world. The Saga distributes seeds every year during the planting season. The pearl rice grown from these seeds will no longer reproduce and grow, so seeds must be purchased from the Saga every year.
Now that the Cui family has directly given three original seeds, this reward is much more valuable than three Taoist foundations. And if they don't give anything else, but only the spiritual plant seeds, the intention is a bit deep.
Wei Yuan came to the medicine garden and was about to find a piece of land to plant three original seeds. He saw Master Chue He commanding several apprentices to set up formations around the medicine garden. Seeing Wei Yuan's arrival, Master Chue He said with a smile: "
I saw that your original formation was too crude, so I set up a new one for you. It is roughly twice as powerful as your formation."
"Thank you, real person!"
Master Hohe said with a smile: "It's just a little effort, you're welcome. There are a lot of good things here. You will know about it in the future. Oh, I smell the scent of spiritual plant seeds. What is it this time?"
Wei Yuan took out three original seeds of pearl rice and handed them over. Master Hoe He raised his eyebrows and said: "The black pearls of the Cui family? It seems that their family is very interested in the younger generation here. Unfortunately, it is only a heaven-level person.
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"Give me these three seeds. Just let the disciples plant them together. Let them chat for half an hour every day, and the growth will be doubled." Master Chuhe handed the seeds to the disciple next to him.
"Isn't this...not good?"
"It's okay, they are just idle when they are idle. If you feel guilty, just get some nether soil for me." At this time, the six fields covered with nether soil have been surrounded by exquisite wooden fences, and
It was evenly divided into six pieces. The surface of each piece was compacted, and there was a small pit in the middle. There was a little water accumulated in the pit. I don't know what was planted there.
At this time, Xu Wenwu walked into the medicine garden humming a little tune. When he saw Wei Yuan and Master Chue He, he came over to salute. During this time, Xu Wenwu became more and more like a local monk, and the traces of foreign visitors gradually faded away.
few.
After the ceremony, Xu Wenwu loosened the soil of Nightshade nightshade, watered it and said some words. Wei Yuan felt extremely clear this time. The Nightshade nightshade that was about to sprout shrank back, and its breath became deeper and melancholy, and then Wei Yuan
The luck attached to Yuan also disappeared by less than half.
Wei Yuan waited for Xu Wenwu to finish the work he was doing, and then took him to the land where Master Hoe He lived and said, "In the future, I will learn more from my senior brothers and help them with their work for half an hour when I come over.
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Master Chue He chuckled and said, "Young master, you can tell me what you like about this old Taoist thing. There is no need to steal from my master."
Wei Yuan said: "I just think he has some talent in cultivating spiritual plants, so I asked him to come over and help with some work. Anyway, he is idle."
"That's true." Master Chue He believed deeply, thinking that Xu Wenwu was just like several of his disciples, the kind who didn't use it for free.
The two of them exchanged a few words with each other about their experience in employing people. Wei Yuan was about to say goodbye and leave when he suddenly felt a ball of fiery Tao power coming like flying from the air!
The old hoeer's face changed drastically, and he waved out a green light curtain, firmly protecting the entire medicine garden.
I saw a dark-skinned monk coming through the wind, holding a delicate bright gold hammer in his hand, and knocked open the old Taoist's protective light curtain with one blow. Zhang Sheng followed beside him, with a look of helplessness on his face.
The monk came to the top of the medicine garden and saw several fields sprinkled with Hades soil at a glance. His expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "You old hoeing thief, you blocked my news, it turns out you are trying to steal the Hades soil! How shameless!"
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The old hoeer chuckled and said, "Why do nephew Yu have to be so angry? These pieces of underworld soil have already been planted by the old man, so I can't dig them out and give them to you, right?"
The monk became more and more angry: "I won't cooperate with you anymore. Please pay back the deposit I paid!"
Zhenhe Zhenhe said: "Money? What money? That is an agreement witnessed by the mission hall. The old Taoist received a fixed amount. Does my nephew want to regret it? If he wants to regret it, he can just pay another compensation as agreed."
The monk was so angry that his face turned red. Knowing that he could not quarrel with the old man, he flicked his robe sleeves and turned around to leave. Zhang Sheng signaled to Wei Yuan and then followed the monk.
Wei Yuan bid farewell to Master Hoe and returned to the main peak. At this time, a wooden main hall had been built on the main peak, specially used to receive distinguished guests and discuss matters with the people of Taichu Palace.
When Wei Yuan arrived, he saw five monks sitting in the room, and Zhang Sheng was talking to the dark monk he had just seen.
Seeing Wei Yuan come in, Zhang Sheng said: "This is Yu Zhizhuo of Tiangong Palace. You want to call me Uncle Master."
Wei Yuan's eyes lit up and he quickly saluted: "Uncle Yu."
Yu Zhizhuo waved his hand and said: "No need to be polite! Let me ask you, where did the underworld come from, and how much is left?"
Wei Yuan thought for a while and then said: "There are no more now. The next batch will not be available until early next month."
Chapter completed!