Seeking immortality.

Chapter 116
A look of excitement flashed across Qin Yan's face when he thought that he would be able to live in such a place after he successfully built his own foundation in the future.

He realized more and more that immortal cultivators have a huge disparity in status and treatment because of their different strengths.

There is nothing unfair, the scene in front of them, although the low-level monks will be very envious, but it is not a kind of motivation for them.

If you want better conditions and higher treatment, yes, then work hard on your own, as long as you can build a foundation, these things will also belong to you.

Qin Yan has a clearer understanding of the future path of cultivating immortals. One day, he will definitely become a stronger monk.

"come in!"

His Dao heart was firm, but suddenly an old voice came from his ear, and then a path paved with bluestone appeared in front of him.

"Go along this road, don't go wrong."

"Yes, uncle."

Qin Yan bowed and saluted, and walked in obediently along the path.

The strong medicinal fragrance entered the nose, refreshing the heart and soul, and the elixir garden really planted many good things.

Qin Yan didn't look around, but showed a very stable look, without squinting.

At the same time, in front of a hut, a tall and thin old man had a mirror-like treasure floating in front of him.

A clear image is revealed in the mirror.

Seeing that Qin Yan entered the medicine garden for the first time, but he didn't look around, the old man nodded and nodded in agreement, with some approval in his eyes. Taking care of the medicine garden requires a stable character, this young man is not bad.

He didn't notice that Qin Yan was calm on the surface, but his eyes were full of complacency. He had inquired about the character of Uncle Ding a long time ago, and the other party must be observing him secretly at this moment. Of course, Qin Yan would behave to satisfy him.

After a cup of tea, Qin Yan came to the thatched cottage.

He rushed to the old man and bowed: "The disciple has met the uncle."

"What's your name?"

"Junior Qin Yan."

"Qin Yan?"

The other party thought it sounded familiar, but he didn't get to the bottom of it. After all, he couldn't be familiar with every one of the thousands of inner sect disciples in the Immortal Sect. He might have heard the boy's name by chance, so there's no need to get to the bottom of it.

He let out his consciousness and looked at the other party.

"The cultivation of the fourth level of Qi Refining is not bad considering your age. What is the attribute of your spiritual root?"

"Uncle Qi, the disciple is a cultivator with spiritual roots of earth and fire dual attributes."

"Oh, there are soil spirit roots. That's right. Taking care of the medicine garden will get twice the result with half the effort." The other party showed satisfaction on his face: "Have you ever done similar work?"

"I have taken care of some spiritual herbs before, and I am familiar with the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials."

"Oh, then I'll test you."

"Uncle please come up with a question."

……

Half an hour later, the inspection was over, and Qin Yan got the job of taking care of the medicine garden as he wished. This is also because he was well prepared, three spirit stones per month, and after Mr. Ding carefully instructed him, he left in a hurry up.

He was still busy practicing, but he didn't have time to spend all the time in this medicine garden.

"Hmph, the goal has been achieved."

Watching the old man's back disappear, Qin Yan's mouth showed a bit of complacency. Now that the matter is half done, he believes that he will soon be able to enter the abandoned alchemy room without attracting anyone's attention and become one of the others. Steward.

For the next half month, Qin Yan lived here.

Catching insects and watering them every day is a very busy job. However, under his care, many elixirs not only failed to continue their vigorous growth momentum, but withered visibly with the naked eye, and finally even died. .

Qin Yan looked at his "results" with a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was almost the same. Now this situation should make that master Ding furious, but he would not be so angry that he drew his sword and slashed himself.

This speed is not easy to grasp, Qin Yan feels like he is walking a tightrope now.

The thought turned in his mind, the expression on his face changed, the smile disappeared, replaced by depression and panic, and then he took out a sound transmission talisman from his arms, stuck it on his forehead for a while, and then it turned into a flame and sacrificed it.

Then Qin Yan, like a little daughter-in-law who has done something wrong, sighed and waited in place.

It didn't take long, less than a cup of tea, the restriction of the Spirit Medicine Garden began to shake, and finally the ice and snow melted, and a figure rushed in like a whirlwind.

Anxious and corrupt.

"My crescent moon ginseng, white crane grass, and sweet bamboo flower are all dead, bastard, how did you take care of my elixir?"

Uncle Ding turned his head, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, seeing how disgusting this kid was, if it wasn't for the sake of his fellow disciples, he would have chopped him off with a sword.

"Uncle Master, I... I didn't mean it." Qin Yan was so frightened that he trembled all over, trying to evade all kinds of explanations, and his heart was a little beating. He wanted to pay attention to whether the dead spirit grass was a bit too much. The person in front of him seemed to be going crazy up.

……

After half an hour.

"You bastard, I'm so angry that I don't have the ability to take care of any medicine garden. You can't afford to sell the spiritual grass these days, you know?"

"Uncle, I really didn't mean to."

"Stop talking nonsense, the old man really wants to chop you with a sword."

"Uncle, don't."

"It's good luck for you kid, I don't want to be punished by the sect leader." The old man was so angry that his eyes turned black, but he still hasn't lost his mind. Even if he is a foundation cultivator, killing his fellow sect is a taboo.

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the voice of the other party gnashing his teeth into his ears: "But the death penalty is inevitable, and the life penalty cannot be escaped. The old man appointed you as the general manager of the miscellaneous affairs, and you can't shirk it. Let me take up the post immediately."

Become!

Qin Yan was ecstatic in his heart, but on the surface he was ashamed, his face turned pale: "What, I don't want to be in charge of the abolished alchemy room. I am a dignified inner disciple, how can I waste my time doing the job in charge of the abolished alchemy room? It's not oily, and it's ridiculous."

"Do you think the old man is discussing with you?" The old man's eyes were blazing, "Either take office immediately, or the old man will kill you with a sword."

"Then how long do I do it?"

Qin Yan showed a reluctant expression.

"You killed so many spirit flowers and herbs, do you think you can just make amends?"

Uncle Ding gritted his teeth: "Let me tell you, as long as the old man is still alive, as long as I am still the foundation cultivator of Luoxuezong, you will never leave the abandoned alchemy room in this life, and honestly let me do the waste management .”

The other party obviously hated Qin Yan to the bone, and doing so was already ruining his future.

However, Qin Yan's heart...is full of happiness.

There are such good things in the world.

He was really afraid that the other party would be soft-hearted, and he would forgive himself after a year or so.

Fortunately, I was brave enough to take the risk of killing a few of his spiritual grasses, otherwise the other party would not be so angry and would not be able to achieve such an effect and purpose.

　Fellow Daoists, what do you think of this chapter? Qin Yan’s use of this method to become the steward of the abandoned alchemy room should be considered seamless. I am quite satisfied with this episode. What do you all think?

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