Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Tang Shi went to the Internal Affairs Pavilion to exchange for a bottle of Bigu Pill, using his own contribution points.

There are ten pills inside, and one pill can last for a month, which is ten months' worth.

In ten months, a pig with spiritual roots can enter cultivation and start inedia. Song Ci can't be worse than a pig, right?

Thinking like this, Tang Shi stuffed the elixir into the storage bag and turned back to the medicine garden under Liufeng.

The medicine garden is full of various kinds of medicinal materials. The medicinal aroma is rich and fresh, which makes people feel relaxed and happy when smelling it.

Tang Shi approached and saw his junior brother lying on his rocking chair, rocking leisurely.

Tang Shi coughed twice and called: "Junior brother."

Hearing this, Song Ci suddenly opened his eyes, hurriedly jumped down from the rocking chair, and stood in front of her in an orderly manner.

"Teacher, senior sister, are you back?"

Tang Shi narrowed her eyes slightly and examined him.

Feeling the pressure from the top of his head, Song Ci shrank his neck, rolled his eyes, and continued to act naive: "Senior sister, your chair is really comfortable to lie on."

"Oh?"

Listening to this unclear tone, Song Ci lowered his head and was at a loss. He thought to himself that the senior sister should say next:

Do you dare to touch senior sister’s things? Looking for a fight!

Ah, I really wish I could disappear right now.

Tang Shi stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud, stretched out his green-white jade finger and touched Song Ci's forehead.

"Your senior sister, I spent three days specially making it. What do you think?"

Huh? He didn't get beaten.

"Wow, senior sister is so awesome."

Song Ci immediately gave her a flattering smile, revealing a row of neat and white teeth, which was really beautiful.

Tang Shi chuckled, took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag and placed it in his hand.

"This is Bigu Pill. One pill will keep you from eating for a month."

After taking the bottle, Song Ci's eyes rolled, "Thank you, senior sister."

Tang Shi glanced at him and glanced at his medicine field.

The spiritual spring hasn't started pouring yet today.

Suddenly something occurred to her, and the corners of her mouth suddenly curved into something that looked like a smile.

"Junior brother, do you know that if you want to cultivate immortality, the first step is to lay a solid foundation."

"As long as the foundation is laid firmly, invincibility at the same level is standard, and killing enemies at higher levels is basic. Do you understand?"

Wow~!

Is invincibility standard at the same level?

Is it basic to kill enemies beyond levels?

so strong? !

Just thinking about it makes people’s blood boil!

Song Ci's eyes were shining, he was extremely excited, his face was flushed, and he nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Tang Shi scanned him from beginning to end, pinched his arm, and shook his head, feeling very dissatisfied.

"Look, your fragile little body that can collapse in the wind is just a lack of exercise."

Song Ci was anxious and asked quickly: "Senior sister, senior sister, what should I do?"

Tang Shi's face became more serious: "Ahem, don't worry, senior sister has made a plan for you."

"First of all, go to the medicinal garden over there and water it twice in the morning and evening. Secondly, turn the soil once every three days."

"Be careful not to damage the medicinal materials. This can not only exercise your body and lay a solid foundation, but also test your attentiveness. If you do this for three to five years, you can expect a great future."

The future is promising! !

Senior sister said he has a bright future! ! !

Song Ci's breath was suffocated, and his chest heaved violently for a few seconds.

In his mind, he had already envisioned the infinite glory he would have when he became the famous Immortal Emperor in the mainland.

Thinking like this, he was so excited that he trembled all over, grabbed Tang Shi's sleeves, and said with a sincere and serious look: "Sister, I will definitely follow this plan seriously!"

Tang Shi patted his shoulder happily.

"Well, children can be taught."

Song Ci's eyes were bright: "Sister, when can I start?"

“Time waits for no one, it’s now!”

Tang Shi rolled up his sleeves and lifted up his clothes, "Go."

Song Ci did as he was told without saying a word, and took the bucket to fetch water from the nearby stream.

Although his movements were a little clumsy, they were all careful and orderly.

Tang Shi looked at it and couldn't help but laugh and curled his lips.

I lay back lazily on my chair, basking in the sunshine leisurely, eating melon seeds and drinking tea.

Ah, if the work is divided up, it will be leisurely and happy. It is not too pleasant.

It’s really nice to have a junior brother.

……

Little Douding Song Ci hummed as he ran back and forth between the medicine field and the stream. Big beads of sweat fell down, and his clothes were soon soaked through.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and went back to work.

One trip, two trips... ten trips... a hundred trips...

Only when he was exhausted and paralyzed did Song Ci stop to rest for a while, and then carried the barrel to irrigate the herbs again.

After struggling like this for a long time, as the sun set in the west, Song Ci finally completed the watering task and sat slumped in the grass, looking at the sunset on the horizon, breathing heavily.

He felt extremely tired, as if he was falling apart.

but--

When he thought that he would be able to kill enemies across levels in the future, he instantly became energetic, a warmth surged through his limbs, and his exhaustion disappeared.

-

When the Tang poetry master sister and brother were living in the medicine garden, the sect was in a commotion because Song Ci, a useless true successor, was added to the list.

"Why? It's just a waste in Luo Liufeng. If there is another waste, all the few resources will be wasted!"

"You can use whatever resources you have to match your strength. You can occupy the position of a true disciple for nothing, but you don't have that level of strength. Your qualifications are not worthy of the position!"

"With the qualifications of those two people, it's hard to say whether they can build a foundation when their energy and blood are exhausted. Why would the sect spend resources on them? It's a waste."

"Yes, yes, we have more than [-] true disciples of Tianxuan Peak. Even the worst ones are at the second level of foundation building. If those resources are given to us at Tianxuan Peak, we can have two more monks at the sixth level of foundation building."

A group of disciples gathered around and started talking, all complaining about the unfairness of the sect, and some even directly shouted that they wanted to depose Liu Feng's true disciples.

While everyone was talking about it, a middle-aged man in purple robe suddenly appeared and glanced around indifferently.

His appearance made the originally noisy environment suddenly quiet.

All the disciples were as silent as cicadas, bowing their heads and saluting respectfully.

"The disciple has met the master."

The man in purple robe put his hands behind his back, and his steady and powerful voice echoed in the center of the square.

"Don't practice anymore? Why are you all gathering here?"

"Master, the disciples feel that Tang Poetry and Song Ci are of poor quality and cannot bear the title of true disciples, so they jointly petitioned for their removal."

The man raised his eyebrows, "What's the reason?"

A disciple came out and answered: "Both of them are five-spirited waste materials and cannot be cultivated. Senior Sister Tang Shi is now focused on guarding the medicine garden and has made no achievements. Such a true disciple is really unworthy of the cultivation of our Yunyan Sect."

The man in purple robe was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "These two are disciples personally selected by the master of Luo Liu Peak. This matter cannot be discussed again."

If someone accepts a disciple and likes it, but if you think that the disciple is not good enough, you insist on telling the disciple to get out, and others will only be afraid of saying:

none of your business.

The disciples looked at each other in dismay.

Just when the atmosphere was stagnant, another disciple came out and said, "That disciple has something to say."

The man in purple robe looked at him and nodded slightly.

"The disciples believe that with the strength of Tang Shi and Song Ci, no matter how much resources the sect gives them, they may not be able to reach high positions in this life. It is better to distribute their resources to other peak disciples to increase the strength of each peak disciple. .”

As soon as this statement came out, all the disciples nodded in agreement.

The man in purple robe thought for a long time, and finally said: "You can step back after I go to the elders to discuss it."

All the disciples responded in unison and dispersed.