"It's these flowers. They need to be watered every day. However, the morning dew must be used every day. Moreover, it must be the morning dew on the grass and trees outside the garden, not on the house."

It turned out that watering the flowers was not an ordinary job.

Maybe an ordinary seven-year-old child would think this request was strange and harsh, but Mu Yan felt that it should be so.

If the flowers and plants are nourished with the morning dew of flowers and trees, they will be able to obtain the aura of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon.

Although Mu Yan doesn't know much about herbs in this world, she told Mu Yan directly that the flowers in this garden are not just of ornamental value.

Picking morning dew itself is an exercise that requires eyesight, precision, and physical strength.

If one can accurately collect morning dew every morning, one will be able to practice complicated sword techniques well.

"Yes." Mu Yan replied calmly.

Hua Zhaoying looked sideways slightly: "You really don't look like a child."

He paused: "However, it doesn't matter, I don't look like an old man anyway."

old man?

What do you mean?
Many years later, Mu Muyan gradually realized that the person in front of her, who looked like a banished fairy, was actually an old man who was more than seventy years old.

It's just that he is good at cultivation and has a good face, just like... just like the old genius doctor back then.

At this moment, a Taoist priest in a purple robe drifted over.

"Hello, respected Hua Zhaoying." The purple-robed Taoist put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly to Hua Zhaoying.

Hua Zhaoying nodded leisurely: "Hello, Croya."

"The dean said that a new student was admitted today, and it's here with you."

Hua Zhaoying took a look at Wan Muyan: "Here, here it is."

Croya looked at Muyan, and sighed in his heart that this little girl was so beautiful, and he didn't know why it made an exception for Hua Zhaoying, who had never accepted apprentices.

"Then... I'll take her to check in?"

"Well, everything is the same as other students. You still go to class and do your homework as usual, but come to me for an hour at eight o'clock every night. Oh yes, you have to come to water my flowers in the morning."

Croya nodded: "Okay, this doesn't conflict with the arrangement of the college. Hey...girl."

"My name is Xiao Yan."

"Little Yan, come here."

Croya didn't take the evening mist with him, but used the same method as the dean, walking from Huazhaoying's garden to the student dormitory with the evening smoke on his two legs.

After walking around, Mu Yan realized the preferential treatment Hua Zhaoying received at Zhengdao Academy.

The garden is located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is an inner lake outside the door. It is the place with the best scenery and the most aura in the whole mountain.

The student dormitory is at the foot of the mountain, not far from the mountain gate.

The teaching building where the class is held is between the dormitory and the garden, and between the garden and the dean's office is the most famous realistic training environment of Zhengdao Academy.

But this simulation... What is the reality of the simulation, Mu Yan still doesn't know.

Croja opened the door of the dormitory, and a group of children who were also seven years old appeared in front of Mu Yan.

They were playing around together, chattering, which gave Wan Muyan a headache.

Although her current body is a seven-year-old child, her soul is a 20-year-old adult, and she has to stay with these noisy children all day long, as if forcing her to be a primary school teacher, forcibly lowering her intelligence.

The arrival of Croja made the whole dormitory quickly quiet down. The children all looked at Croja quietly with respect on their faces.

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