My Debauched Devotion Chapter 20: The sword bearer and the watchman

　　 Lin Yunzi bowed his hands and quit silently.

　　 Before the high case, the hands that counted Mai stopped suddenly, solidified for a moment, and reluctantly opened the hat.

　　 That is an old face with drooping eyelids.

　　 After confirming Xiao Ran's identity, the old man got up, thinking a little bit.

　　"Bai Li Qingfeng has seen Brother Xiao."

　　 sat down after speaking, his voice was loose and dry, slightly disrespectful.

　　 "You are welcome."

　　 Xiao Ran had heard Lin Yunzi’s introduction about this person before.

　　 Baili Qingfeng is the peak owner of Dagu Peak. He is taught by Lingnong and cultivated by Jindan. He is good at large-scale planting of Linggu, especially in the aspects of inducing wind and opening canals.

　　 From Xiao Ran's full-scale farming eyes, looking at the spiritual field of Dagufeng, Baili Qingfeng is at least 60% above the level.

　　Unfortunately, after the Dharma Era, the harvest of Dagufeng Lingtian was greatly reduced. The old man Baili couldn't find a good way after hard work. Now that he is old and simply gave up, he will inevitably be a little negligent.

　　 Although the coaches and direct disciples of the inner school are of the same generation, they usually call each other respectful brother and sister.

　　 What's more, spiritual agriculture is originally a non-pillar industry in Zongzhi Mountain. In addition to poor production and harvest, its status in the door has been declining year by year, and it has been on the verge of being forgotten year by year.

　　There is only a certain persevering coach in the door, who comes to Otani Peak for two hours a day to farm.

　　, it’s not once a year that my disciples come to visit.

　　"Brother Xiao is really young and promising."

　　 Baili Qingfeng said with a smile without a smile.

　　 is not as true to flatter as Lin Yunzi, Baili Qingfeng's young and promising sentence is slightly ironic.

　　 After all, with his golden core cultivation skills, a single finger can kill Xiao Ran thousands of times, and it is inevitable to underestimate this mortal who inexplicably entered the fairy gate.

　　 Xiao Ran didn’t greet each other, and said straight to the point:

　　 "I need fine seeds, fresh Linggu and natural yeast."

　　 Yeast?

　　 Baili Qingfeng pouted and said:

　　 "It's all about this point, is Brother Xiao still thinking about making wine?"

　　 Xiao Ran naturally knew what this bone-eye was referring to, but was too lazy to wrestle and make a quick decision.

　　 "This is what the master ordered."

　　 Baili Qingfeng's old face stiffened, and immediately respected a lot.

　　"Please follow me to the barn and have a look."

　　The underground barn is ventilated, cool and dry.

　　 Check out the grain piles, from the Qi Refining Realm to the Golden Core Realm Dao Gu and Mai Gu, but at least they were Chen Guzi six months ago.

　　 can be used as a seed, but it is slightly insufficient as a material for making sake.

　　 Baili Qingfeng filled two sacks of high-quality wheat seeds and gave them to Xiao Ran for free.

　　 However, Xiao Ran still paid two spirit stones.

　　 He didn't want to owe this old man favor.

　　 These Chen Gu grades are not bad, but the quality is mediocre, and they can't be seen by the full-level brewmaster.

　　 "I need fresh fine grains, and I will make sake tonight."

　　The legendary overnight sake brewing?

　　 Could it be that this is the wine master deliberately selected by the sword elder?

　　 Baili Qingfeng dare not neglect.

　　"Fresh high-quality valley suitable for brewing sake requires Brother Xiao to enter the valley personally and pick and pick one by one. As for yeast, there are many black mushrooms that can cultivate natural yeast in the wild forest under Xiaoxiaofeng Mountain in the southwest."

After 　　, he handed the jade slip from Yanai to Xiao Ran.

　　 "Thank you."

　　……

　　 came to the valley.

　　 The wind is melodious and the river is rushing.

　　 Xiao Ran briskly walked on the paddy dike, shuttled in the golden wheat field.

　　The breeze came slowly, and the faint fragrance of the valley filled the world.

　　Autumn light shines, and the fragrance of wheat ears is permeated.

　　 Xiao Ran remembered the scene of picking tea in Chashan when he was a child.

　　The scenery is beautiful, but tea is not worth a few dollars.

　　 The scenery here is more beautiful and the waves are magnificent, but the grade and quality of Lingzhi are mediocre. Compared with the herbs on Baicao Peak, the gap is too far.

　　 went a long way, Xiao Ran couldn't find a satisfactory fresh valley.

　　Occasionally I met a few spiritual farmer disciples working in the valley. They all looked quite old, lifeless, and lacklustre.

　　 When these older disciples saw Xiao Ran, they only greeted Xiao Ran symbolically, and then went to work on their own. No one was a tour guide for him.

　　 Xiao Ran walked by the river.

　　 suddenly smelled an imperceptible fragrance.

　　 Xunxiang took a closer look.

　　 is actually a few wheat ears floating in the river!

　　 This fragrance is unusual...

　　 Xiao Ran hurriedly jumped into the water, picked up a piece of grain, and chewed it in his mouth.

　　 Well, the appearance is average, the grade is not high, but the quality...absolute!

　　, walking up the river for seven or eight miles, Xiao Ran came to a certain hillside and found a wheat field of several acres.

　　The wheat stalks are very mixed, blue and yellow, tall and short, straight and curved, and they grow messily in the same wheat field.

　　 Mai Gusheng's appearance is not good, each has its own grade and its own flaws.

　　The only thing in common is that each wheat has a different, but very prominent fragrance.

　　 It is a very high level of transparency, a kind of free, introverted, wheat fragrance that does not emanate for humans.

　　 Weeds grow on the edge of the wheat field.

　　 A middle-aged man with a hat on his head and a shaggy beard, with a **** handle on his head and a sword in his arms, lying in the weeds.

　　 wore a farming uniform, a short wheat ear in his mouth, and a melodious song in his mouth.

　　 The humming song is gentle and fluttering, seeming to carry some magical power that allows the wheat plants to grow freely.

　　 For a moment, Xiao Ran seemed to see...the watcher in the wheat field.

　　 has taken care of these wheat fields, and it can be seen that they are not ordinary people.

　　 Xiao Ran admires him, and clasps his fists from a distance:

　　"The younger generation needs some fresh wheat to make wine, can the older generation cut their love?"

　　The middle-aged man lifted a corner of the hat, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at Xiao Ran's high-level cyan disciple robe.

　　 probably knows the identity of Xiao Ran.

　　 But he didn't take a high look at Xiao Ran because he was a personal disciple.

　　 did not look down at him because he was a mortal.

　　 There is no joy or sadness.

　　 "I am not your predecessor, please take care of yourself."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Xiao Ran went deep into the wheat field and began to choose carefully.

　　 He is precise to every ling wheat, and what he pursues is not the perfect appearance, or the high-level and uniformity of the grade, but the selection of the quality infinitely close to perfect.

　　He is very slow and patient.

　　The middle-aged man seems to be asleep, but he can't sleep anymore.

　　 because of the behavior of this new direct disciple...

　　 is not a realm that a mortal can reach!

　　He can accurately find the grains with perfect quality-even though these grains are of different sizes, uneven colors, and crooked melons and dates.

　　 met an expert!

　　 is a master brewing master specially sought out by the elder holding the sword?

　　He is calm.

　　 half an hour later, Xiao Ran finally collected two catties of wheat.

　　 It’s not a big problem to make ten catties of sake.

　　"This is a spirit stone."

　　 Xiao Ran respectfully took out five spirit stones to show respect.

　　The middle-aged man shook his head.

　　 "I don't need spirit stones. If you are sincerely grateful, please help me get rid of the weeds and pests in the fields."

　　The corners of Xiao Ran's eyes gathered slightly, only calmly said:

　　 "Senior said and laughed."

　　 "Huh?"

　　"In this field, there is not a single redundant pest, and there is no redundant weed. They are all splendid companion plants and worms of the predecessors."

　　The middle-aged man was slightly surprised.

　　 got up slowly with the sword.

　　His figure is very tall, revealing an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

　　 "It seems that your Excellency is very knowledgeable about the fields."

　　 Xiao Ran respectfully clasped his fists.

　　 "Senior praised."

　　The middle-aged man came to the river and looked at the water, pressing down the front of the hat.

　　 "May I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

　　 "Senior, please."

　　 "If one day Nether is besieging Zongzhi Mountain, you will have two choices."

　　The middle-aged man's voice is very calm, with a touch of vicissitudes and compassion.

　　 "The first type, you choose to draw your sword, and you will eventually die in the mouth of the ghost due to the disparity between the enemy and me~ IndoMTL.com~"

　　"The second kind, you judge the situation, retreat cautiously, escape into a safe underground cave, start secretly farming, continue the fire, and wait for the day to come back."

　　"How would you choose?"

　　 Xiao Ran thought.

　　 The first one is to survive and continue the incense, waiting for the day to come back. This is the absolute correct choice in theory.

　　 But when you think about it carefully, only a few people can enjoy such a chance to survive, and most people will die in the mouth of the ghost regardless of resistance or not.

　　 And as a disciple with a sword, in this case, it is impossible to squander the lives of the weak and choose to step back and farm.

　　 Although he is good at farming.

　　 But farming can be done by women and the weak, and the duty of the sword bearer is to protect their farming safety.

　　 "I can draw a sword."

　　 Xiao Ran answered without hesitation, and then said:

　　 "But I will not die in the mouth of Nether."

　　In a flash!

　　 The river turned up a wave.

　　 The wheat field is rippling with waves.

　　The middle-aged man nods slightly.

　　 "As expected, I am a high disciple chosen by the elders who hold the sword, I am abrupt."

　　 He saw firmness and self-confidence in Xiao Ran.

　　 These two points are precisely the most precious qualities of a sword bearer.

　　 Xiao Ran's farming attainments are very high, but his cultivation base is just a mortal, and he looks like an excellent farmer.

　　 But in his opinion, this is a better sword-bearer with unlimited potential.

　　 Xiao Ran was a little curious, and asked with a fist:

　　"How do you call senior?"

　　The middle-aged man turned around and took off his hat, revealing a pair of chapped skin and thin beard, but with an infinitely free and easy face.

　　"Chen Yingxing."