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 After that, Xu Ziqing was driven back and continued to recite. He prepared lunch at noon, washed the tableware and chopsticks, did an hour sweeping, then recited, prepared dinner, washed the clothes of the two, and continued to recite until the old man fell asleep at Hai Shi. also slept.
 After such a day, there are always six or seven hours of endorsement, which should be very boring. However, where Xu Ziqing was interested, he did not feel bored, but rather relished it, thinking that there were too few hours in a day.
 Old man He saw it in his eyes, and also remembered it in his heart.
 As usual, I made the morning meal, which is a pot of rice porridge mixed with fragrant leaves, which is fresh and soft and glutinous, which is very mouth-watering. Xu Ziqing installed two bamboo tubes and took them across the path to the medicine garden in front.
 The stream in the middle is still gurgling, and the sound of water is very pleasant. Xu Ziqing has been here for a long time, and he can also observe that the terrain on both sides of this stream is not the same.
 Old Man He explained to Xu Ziqing before he understood. It turns out that all kinds of spirit grass have different temperaments, some like heights, some are afraid of heights; some love light, some hate it; some prefer moistness, while others are rare. In order to make the spirit herbs comfortable, you have to adapt their temperament, otherwise they will either fail to survive, or have a bad appearance. Over time, the people of the clan will come to find them.
 Xu Ziqing listened to the teaching humbly, and just memorized it. He also thought about taking notes, but Old Man He didn't allow it. If you think about it, you still have to chew and swallow what you should learn before you can apply what you have learned. Otherwise, when you really do it, it will still be a mess.
 It's still a long time, Xu Ziqing is not in a hurry, he learns slowly, and when old man He thinks he can get started, he will do as old man He asks.
 Old Man He is now squatting in front of a flowerbed, fiddling with something with his hands. Xu Ziqing walked over quietly and squatted beside him silently.
 For many days, Xu Ziqing knew that Old Man He would not bother him to follow him like this.
 Today, the old man He was removing the accompanying weeds from the golden weed. I saw his left hand gently caressing the root of the golden weed, pulling it aside very slowly, and holding a thin silver needle in his right hand. , gently pick up a strand of grass as thin as a hair when it is exposed outside the soil and close to its roots, shake the back of his hand, and let the grass fall into the porcelain bowl next to it.
 Xu Ziqing recognized the spiritual grass of golden silk grass. This grass is a perennial herb that likes a lot of light and takes root in wet and watery places. According to the "Spiritual Sketch Book", where the golden silk grass is located, there must be a water source within 100 meters.
 After this kind of spirit grass is planted, the first blade of grass can grow in about 100 days, and then the second blade will grow in 100 days. will not increase. There is a white thread in the middle of the blade of grass that grows, which runs through the entire blade. The longer the years pass, the more white silk will turn into gold. It's just a golden thread grass, not all ten grass leaves can have that golden thread. Usually, the three-leaf golden thread grass is the most common, and the ten-leaf golden thread grass is equivalent to the legendary thing, and you can't see it easily.
 The golden grass is not delicate and difficult to grow, but it is a rare spirit grass. Why do you think? Just because it starts after it emerges from the ground, it often attracts the accompanying golden grass.
 The golden grass has no spiritual energy. If it is not accompanied by the golden grass, it is simply a weed that cannot attract the attention of any monk. But it is not only the companion of the golden grass, but also the nemesis of the golden grass.
 It is very important to know that the golden grass grass leaves are one of the medicinal materials required for the foundation pill. But the formation of golden grass leaves has to be restrained by golden grass. I don't know what's going on, but the golden grass is very obedient to the golden grass, and it donates all the nourishment of its own spiritual energy, just so that the golden grass can grow happily. Therefore, once the golden grass is unearthed, the white silk that was already turning into golden threads will change back again, and it will no longer be able to form new golden grass leaves.
 Therefore, one of the most important tasks in cultivating golden grass is to observe its roots from time to time to see if there is golden grass to make trouble. Once you find that there are signs of emerging, you must pick it out with a silver needle and throw it away, so that the golden grass can continue to grow golden leaves.
 The old man He moved skillfully and quickly picked a dozen or so plants of the golden grass to go. Xu Ziqing was so fascinated by it that he even forgot the purpose of coming here.
 After half an hour, the old man He finished his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and realized that there was someone beside him. As soon as he turned around, he was a new handyman.
 Xu Ziqing also came back to his senses, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Director He, I was fascinated for a while." When he said that, he offered the bamboo tube, "This is the porridge cooked by the younger generation, and I also ask Director He not to dislike it."
 Old Man He took it, opened the lid and took a sip, and said, "Have you seen it for so long, do you understand anything?"
 Xu Ziqing smiled: "The younger generation is ignorant and only sees Director He that you are removing the golden grass."
 There was a trace of satisfaction in Old Man He's eyes: "It seems that you did read those books carefully."
 Xu Ziqing said: "The management is for the sake of the younger generation, and the younger generation should be treated with sincerity. Besides, those books are so vast that people really benefit a lot."
 Old Man He drank the rest of the porridge in one gulp and nodded: "You will follow me before noon today."
 Xu Ziqing was overjoyed. This was the first time that Old Man He took the initiative to follow him. In other words, did he intend to teach him? After calming down, Xu Ziqing agreed calmly, "Yes, Manager He."
 There is naturally a big gap between someone giving advice and no one giving advice. Old Man He is very knowledgeable and has a lot of knowledge about all kinds of spiritual herbs. Even Xu Ziqing is also familiar with the characteristics of many spirit grasses, but he still finds it difficult to turn around when Old Man He is waiting for him. This is the reason for inexperience.
 Old Man He did not just do it by himself and let Xu Ziqing see it himself, as before, but would explain the main points to him while doing things.
 A study, time flies fast.
 When old man He was cultivating soil for a dragon claw flower, he suddenly frowned and stopped.
 Xu Ziqing was stunned: "Mr. He?"
 The old man He said: "There are a few people with signs here, you go and entertain them."
 Xu Ziqing naturally agreed.
 But he heard Old Man He say again: "Don't be too polite, just bring me people."
 Xu Ziqing didn't quite understand, but just turned around and walked outside according to Old Man He's words. But when he walked to the gate of the medicine garden, he immediately understood.
 On the dirt road that entered the medicine garden, there were several men and women with good temperament.
 Among them, the most eye-catching is a purple-clothed woman, with a high bun and a slender figure, her whole person has a arrogant taste. From a distance, Xu Ziqing couldn't see her face clearly, but just looking at the outline, it was extremely beautiful.
 When he got closer, Xu Ziqing saw the other three men beside the woman. One of them was also very expensively dressed. The arrogance in his eyebrows was similar to that of the woman in purple. However, when he spoke to the woman, he seemed kind. The identity should be similar to that of a woman. The other two, both wearing similar shirts, followed behind the two with flattering expressions.
 When those few people saw Xu Ziqing approaching, one of the men in huáng shirt shouted: "You handyman, how dare you to take it slow when you see the eldest lady here!"
 Another man in a huáng shirt also said: "Such negligence must be punished!"
 When Xu Ziqing heard the previous remarks, he felt that although it was not pleasing to the ears, it was true that he was also inconsiderate. However, when he heard someone talking behind him, he could not help frowning. He was a newcomer, he hadn't learned the magic tricks, and his feet were not fast, but he did his best to walk as fast as he could. Why did he open his mouth to punish him? This attitude is too condescending.
 Before Xu Ziqing could answer, the arrogant man spoke first: "Sister Zitang, I got a low-grade magic weapon a few days ago, and it looks good. Why don't I give it to my sister to play with." He touched his sleeve as he spoke. Touching it, he took out a long purple whip with nine knots, each about a foot long, with nine purple orbs embedded in it.
 The woman named "Zitang" also moved slightly, and she could see that the whip was good with her eyesight, so she took it and said, "Young Master Tian, ​​if I'm not mistaken, this whip is probably a low-grade magic weapon. Peak, compared with the middle-grade magic weapon, is only a line away."
 That Tian Gongzi said with a smile: "As long as sister Zitang likes it, not to mention the peak of the low-grade magic weapon, it is really a middle-grade magic weapon, and I would rather give it to my sister."
 Xu Zitang smiled a little, and when he played with the nine-section whip, he was quite fond of it: "What is it called?"
 Tian Gongzi said: "This whip is called 'Zihua', and it complements my sister." He smiled again, "It happens that this handyman offended my sister, why not try the whip with him, is it a small punishment?"
 As soon as the words were finished, the eyes of several people all fell on Xu Ziqing.
 Chapter 7 Protecting Your Shortness
 Understanding what Tian Gongzi meant, Xu Ziqing frowned even tighter, then smiled bitterly. He was still too naive. He thought that coming here to be a handyman would just be hard work, but he forgot that he had a low status in this clan, and anyone with a high status could take his breath away. Xu Ziqing has a gentle temperament and never wants to make people embarrassed, but others may not be like this.
 But Xu Ziqing didn't know that Mr. Tian's name was Tian Liang. He was the son of the patriarch of the Tian clan in Luo Tianfu. He was born with dual spiritual roots.
 In the Tian family, Tian Liang is even more grown up by the clansmen, and various resources are constantly supplied. Now he has just passed the age of 30, but he has already cultivated the fifth level of qi refining. It can be said that he is a genius! Naturally proud. If a servant who only raises grass needs to be beaten or killed, isn't that just a matter of words?
 The Tian clan and the Xu clan have almost the same status, and they often communicate with each other. This time, Tian Liang was ordered by the head of the family to go to the Xu family to give gifts to the son of Xu Zifeng, who had just established the foundation three days ago. When he saw Xu Zifeng's sister Xu Zitang, he was so shocked that he refused to leave after staying for several days. .
 Xu Zitang is also the arrogant daughter of the sky, and she is also a genius with two spiritual roots, but her spiritual roots are one thick and the other thin, and her aptitude is the top priority, just like her brother. Brother Xu Zifeng has just turned twenty-five this year, and he is already a master at the Foundation Establishment stage. Such extraordinary cultivation talent can be regarded as a monster even in the entire small world of Haotian! His biological younger sister was not far behind. She was clearly only over eighteen years old, but she broke through the fifth level of qi refining. Just looking at the cultivation base seems to be comparable to Tian Liang, but looking at the age of the two, it is known that Tian Liang is not as good as Xu Zitang.
 Tian Liang's heart was with Xu Zitang, so he naturally restrained his arrogance in front of her and tried to please him in every possible way. Others could not get such treatment. Although Xu Zitang was impatient with Tian Liang, but because he was the son of the head of the family, he had to give face to the master who was also in the foundation-building stage, and occasionally perfunctory.
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