A journey through the martial arts world

Chapter 159 Miscellaneous chores, taking care of the Hundred Medicine Garden
In the early morning of this day, Jiang Hu was woken up by Mo Fengwu's soft voice. After washing up, she drank a bowl of pumpkin and yam porridge she cooked, and ate a piece of scallion and sesame mutton pancake. It tasted delicious, and her stomach was comfortable and warm.

After breakfast, he left Mo Fengwu for a while, and drove the green leaf magic weapon to the "Hundred Machines Hall".

Today is the day he receives chores.

"Hundred Machines Hall" assigns tasks to the disciples, most of them are assigned tasks, they must do the tasks, and they are not allowed to pick and choose, except for a few special disciples.

Jiang Hu is the so-called "special disciple".

The head, Zhong Lingdao, has already greeted the people in "Baijitang", saying that ginger gourd is "good at planting", and that whenever there is a vacancy for planting, he is free to choose.

This is naturally related to the previous deal he made with Jiang Hu. Jiang Hu told him afterwards that he was good at planting.

After all, he has the magical tool for planting herbs, the "Heaven Palm Vase", so it would be a waste if he didn't do some chores like planting.

As soon as he came to "Baiji Hall", all the disciples and elders in charge really treated him very well.

In their eyes, this disciple named Jiang Hu was obviously the head of Zhong Zhong, and he had an inexplicable relationship with him, so they must not be offended.

"The planting tasks handed over from above are all here. Brother Jiang, please have a look!" A deacon disciple held a bundle of sapphire-colored bamboo slips and handed it to Jiang Gourd respectfully.

Jiang Gourd took the bundle of sapphire-colored bamboo slips, immersed his consciousness in it, and went through the contents in his mind after a while.

"Take care of the nineteen Qionghua trees, and hand over two hundred Qionghua fruits every year."

"Take good care of a 300-year-old ginseng plant to ensure that its spirituality is not lost."

"Plant one acre of sun orchid grass, and hand in one hundred catties of sun orchid grass every season."

"Take care of the white jade bamboo forest,..."

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Looking at these missions, Jiang Hu didn't like them at all. He felt that they couldn't satisfy his appetite at all. After scrolling down for a long time, he finally turned to the mission that Han Li took over in the original book.

"Taking over a Hundred Herbal Garden in Qingshiling, you need to hand in a specified amount of various rare medicinal materials every year."

Jiang Gourd was overjoyed. In the original book, Han Li took over this medicine garden. With the help of the ripening liquid from the "Tianzhangping Bottle", he not only easily completed the task, but also cultivated many rare medicinal materials for himself.

This is definitely a reproducible way of farming.

Jiang Hu then opened the bamboo slips, found the task he liked, pointed to it, raised his head and said to the deacon disciple: "I like this task quite a bit, senior brother, can you introduce one or two?"

After hearing Jiang Hu's words, the deacon disciple came up to him with a smile on his face, and was very happy to serve this "special disciple" who stood behind Master Zhong.

But when he saw what Jiang Hu had chosen, his expression suddenly changed.

"Junior brother, it's better to change the task. Don't think that this task has many benefits, but it is very difficult. In previous years, many disciples were jealous of its benefits. They chose this task, but they couldn't complete it at all. Not only did they not get any benefits, but A lot of spirit stones have been deducted!"

The deacon disciple persuaded, afraid that Jiang Hu would choose an unsatisfactory job, and then he would take his anger out on him.

He originally wanted to make friends with Jiang Hu, a disciple with an "unusual background", so naturally he didn't dare to offend him.

Jiang Gourd thought to himself that he had the "Tianzhangping Ping" in his hand, and the task of planting medicinal herbs, how could it be difficult for him to fall?

Thinking of this, he pretended to be determined, and said nonsense: "To tell you the truth, brother, I always like to challenge myself, the more difficult things are, the more motivated and excited I will be to do them!

There is a saying that goes well: in life, one should constantly challenge one's limits and broaden one's boundaries!Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time to come to this world? "

The deacon disciple was immediately speechless. Since Jiang Hu had said so, he couldn't persuade him anymore. He just felt that this "special disciple" was too pretentious. Thinking: "You just keep pretending, I see when you hand in the task next year, will you still be able to smile?"

After accepting this task, Jiang Hu, led by the deacon disciple, went to the Hundred Medicine Garden in Qingshiling.

Baiyao Garden, located between two hills, is a small basin. The deacon disciple brought Jiang Gourd here, handed him a jade tablet, and left immediately.

Jiang Hu raised his legs and walked forward a few steps, and suddenly touched the nearby prohibition, and was blocked by a white light.

He immediately held up a jade tablet to take a picture in front of him, and a green light shot out from the jade tablet, flying into the restriction.

Jiang Hu waited patiently for a long time before a voice came from inside: "Come in!" Then the white light in front of him disappeared.

When ginger gourd entered, there were several thatched huts made of hay and bamboo, located in the middle of the medicine garden, surrounded by planting fields divided by trenches, neatly arranged.

Each plot is lush and lush, with many familiar or unfamiliar herbs planted with ginger gourd, and some plants that look strange, which make the whole medicine garden full of aura. Jiang gourd can't help but take a deep breath, feeling comfortable all over.

Entering the room, a skinny little old man was sitting on the chair of the teacher. When he saw Jiang Hu who had just entered, his small cloudy eyes immediately rolled around and looked at him.

The little old man looked about fifty years old, with two withered yellow mustaches. After looking at the ginger gourd, his previous curious eyes dimmed instantly, and his expression was mixed with disappointment and dissatisfaction.

"Oh, it's getting worse and worse, the disciples sent here are getting worse!" the little old man murmured.

"Disciple Jiang Hu, pay homage to Master!" Jiang Hu clasped his fists respectfully and said.

The little old man looked at him and asked, "Didn't you offend Elder Ye, who was in charge, and was forcibly assigned to me by him wearing little shoes?"

Jiang Hu shook his head and said, "The disciple came here voluntarily."

"Come here voluntarily?" The little old man was quite startled, thinking to himself: "How dare a little monk with a 'pseudo-spiritual root' on the tenth floor of Qi refining?" How difficult is the task? If you can’t complete the task I entrusted, the punishment will be very heavy, you regret it now, there is still time.”

Jiang Hu smiled slightly, and said, "Is it true that the scale of the medicine garden must remain the same, that the medicinal herbs cannot be prematurely destroyed, and a certain amount of various medicinal herbs must be handed in every month? If so, this disciple... has some confidence. "

The little old man was a little surprised, it was the first time he met such a confident disciple.

But the matter of planting medicinal herbs is not just self-confidence, but also real ability!

Naturally, Jiang Hu understood this truth. He recounted the knowledge about planting medicinal herbs that he had learned from Mo Juren in front of the little old man. Opened an open space to demonstrate the planting process.

(End of this chapter)