After registering the information at Wanyao Sect Deacon Hall, Ming Fan took the things he received and walked slowly to the outer mountain.

The Ten Thousand Medicine Sect lived up to its name of Ten Thousand Medicines. Along the way, herbs could be seen everywhere, which made her feel itchy.

"One hundred high-grade black ice grasses must be given to me in one month."

"But Senior Sister Du, I'm afraid it won't be enough to prepare this top-grade Xuanbingcao in a month..."

Xuanbingcao is supposed to grow in extremely cold places. If it is cultivated artificially, it will require Shui Linggen disciples to use their spiritual power and take careful care of it every day.

If you are careless in the slightest, this mysterious ice grass will die for you. Even if it grows, it will never be of high quality.

"It's not too late, that's what you Medicine Field disciples want to think of. I just want the herbs."

The woman's voice was cold and her words were inhumane.

Ming Fan looked at the woman leaving and thought, from the looks of it, this woman should have a pretty high status in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect. Before she could think about it, she was stopped by someone. It was the outer sect who had argued with the woman just now. disciple.

"Hey! As for you, you heard what Senior Sister Du just said.

One month to ripen one hundred high-grade black ice grass, do your best. "

The outer disciple was worrying just now. One hundred plants a month would be as good as killing him. Even if he didn't eat or drink, he wouldn't necessarily grow into a hundred plants. No one would be willing to do such a hard job.

He turned his head and happened to see a girl in black, holding the uniform of an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect in her arms. She had a strange face. She must have just joined the sect.

If misfortune is diverted to the east and Senior Sister Du comes to cause trouble, it will have nothing to do with him.

Ming Fan looked at him and saw that he was really a toad and a frog, an ugly flower.

Seeing this outer disciple being condescending and taking it for granted, he completely lost his submissiveness in front of Senior Sister Du.

Little thing, where are the two faces?

Ming Fan smiled. She really wanted to slap his size [-] face with her size [-] shoes.

"Hey, let me do some calculations. I'm afraid this fellow Taoist has a physical defect. His brain is completely underdeveloped and his cerebellum is underdeveloped." Just like that, is he worthy of instructing her?

The outer disciple did not expect that she would say something dirty, and immediately became angry.

"This is what Senior Sister Du wants to use. If you can't pay the job when the time comes, it will be easy for you."

Ming Fan felt incredible: "Then you are really a cow sitting on a wire, you are awesome and you have lightning."

The outer disciple stared at Ming Fan fiercely and wanted to move out Senior Sister Du. She, an outer disciple who had just joined the sect, didn't obey the old man's arrangements. Why?

Ming Fan picked his ears: "Didn't your mother teach you to do your own thing when you were a child?" It seemed that he suddenly remembered, "That's right, I really don't seem to have taught you."

Disciples of the Medicine Sect are good at refining elixirs, but when it comes to fighting, they really can't beat her.

Ming Fan glanced at the medicine field, then thought again and said: "But, if you ask me for help, it's not impossible."

As long as she learns how to grow herbal medicine and produce and sell it on her own, she will be like a perpetual motion machine.

Ming Fan secretly calculated, but his face showed great justice.

The outer disciple snorted, thinking that she was afraid, and couldn't help feeling proud.

He couldn't wait to get rid of this kind of errand that he couldn't do at all. He couldn't wait to hand over the medicine field work to her, and ran away in a hurry.

Ming Fan took this opportunity to study farming here, and began to prepare to resume his alchemy business over there.

The disciple would come over a few days ago to check on the progress, but when he saw that everything was fine, he completely disappeared.

Shi Yue, on the other hand, ran over to see her every now and then.

On a rare last day, Ming Fan used her spiritual power to irrigate the Black Ice Grass in a circle. Over the past month, she felt that her mental power and spiritual power control were getting better and better.

Presumably, if you refine the elixir again now, the rate of elixir success will be greatly improved.

"Is your senior sister named Du very unreasonable?" Ming Fan asked Shi Yue out of boredom.

Shi Yue was startled and looked around hurriedly. When he saw no one there, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You're fine, why are you mentioning her?"

Everyone in Wanyao Sect knows that Senior Sister Du is famous for being unkind and cold. The disciples are a little afraid of her and usually stay away from her as much as possible.

Shi Yue and Du Chiyan are both direct disciples of Si Li, the master of Wanyao Sect. Du Chiyan started the profession three to five years earlier than Shi Yue. Normally, Si Li is busy, so she guides Shi Yue on his behalf. Because of this, when Shi Yue saw her, Even more frightened than seeing Master.

"I'm telling you, she is a freak.

My face is cold every day, as if there is no warmth at all. It seemed that nothing could arouse her interest except refining alchemy.

Do you think if she is like this, will she be able to find a Taoist partner in the future?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I feel so disgusted, who else can stand her except me...

No, Junior Sister Qin, are your eyes cramped? You keep blinking back and forth, is there anything wrong? "

Shi Yue was opening the mic enthusiastically when he suddenly saw Ming Fan's eyes moving non-stop like a sudden illness, and couldn't help but make a joke.

Ming Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and simply stopped moving. He looked at Du Chiyan behind him with amusement on his face.

Forget it, let's put aside the plot to help others and respect that others have no fate.

"So you've always missed me this way?"

A cold voice sounded faintly behind him, frightening Shi Yue to the point where he suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.

He stiffened his neck and turned around, seeing a pair of eyes staring straight at him.

Haha, if he doesn't, he'll die.

Du Chiyan ignored him and turned to look at Ming Fan, her eyes stagnant. She felt like she had seen her somewhere.

He also saw her wearing the uniform of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, and secretly thought that he might have remembered it wrong.

Du Chiyan said coldly: "I want the Xuanbingcao."

Without saying a word, Ming Fan gave up the medicine field behind him and motioned for her to get it herself.

Du Chiyan nodded gently and walked around her towards the medicine field.

"Senior Sister Du! You are here. This month, I have been exhausted because of Senior Sister Du's Xuanbingcao."

Ming Fan took a look and saw that it was the outer disciple who had disappeared for more than a month. He came back neither early nor late, but now.

She patted Shi Yue, who was pretending to be dead, and teased: "You, the Wan Yao Sect, are so shameless yet so confident?"

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