The moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and there was silence in the Herb Garden.
Every night, the light barrier above will weaken, allowing a large number of herbs to absorb the moonlight aura from the outside world.
Chen Mo pinched the time, and dropped a touch of transparent substance like spiritual grease on the dark yellow petals of the Moonlight Flower. In an instant, the veins turned from light to dark, and a large amount of emerald green color spread to the entire flower.
"call......"
Chen Mo let out a long sigh of relief. After nearly a month of sleepless nights, he finally got the reward he deserved.
In fact, this was also the first time that he turned the cultivation knowledge on the jade slips into practice. Before that, Chen Mo had been in a state of exploration. It was not until he personally cultivated a mature moon flower that he finally let go of his worries. .
He followed the same example and watered the remaining two moonflowers until they were mature. Then he took out the wooden shovel and carefully put them away.
Once the elixir is mature and not taken away in time, it will greatly lose its efficacy. Disciples who know a little bit about medicinal herbs know this very well.
"Before this, at least three monks had failed. I didn't expect Brother Chen to be able to take shape at once. Cheng Mou is really impressed!"
A sudden voice suddenly came from not far away. Chen Mo turned around and saw that the person in front of him was Cheng An, whom he knew well. At this moment, his hands were clapping rhythmically, as if he was surprised by Chen Mo's actions.
"I happened to read the introduction of Yueminghua in the classics, so I came here to try it. It was just a fluke."
Chen Mo said humbly, while he dug out the Moonlight Flower and put it into the jade box that had been prepared. He motioned for Cheng An to sit on a nearby stone bench with him and asked, "It's so late, Brother Cheng." Haven’t had a rest yet?”
"How can I feel tired? The sect's small competition is coming again. I'm afraid I will be demoted to an outer disciple this time..." Cheng An said with a wry smile.
"Oh? Zongmen Xiaobi, isn't there still more than a year?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.
"Is more than one year a long time..." Cheng An said: "Nearly two thousand inner disciples, the last two hundred with the weakest strength were eliminated, and the outer disciples made up for them. In the competition three years ago, I Ranking one thousand nine hundred and twenty, if we lose this competition..."
"Alas..." Cheng An sighed, the result was self-evident.
The purpose of his coming to Baicao Garden was to exchange his contribution for a few high-quality magic weapons so that he could keep his identity this time. He was careless and damaged a spiritual plant a few days ago, so this month's work was in vain.
Seeing the arrival of Xiaobi's day, one can imagine the anxiety in his heart.
Chen Mo doesn't attach much importance to this. For him, the most important thing is to solve his own cultivation first. As for the ranking, as long as he is not at the bottom, that's fine.
Chen Mo had nothing to comfort him, so he could only change the subject and said, "By the way, Brother Cheng, do you know some planting disciples in the Herb Garden? Can you introduce them to me?"
"I know some of them, but I only have a good relationship with a dozen people... What is Brother Chen going to do?" Cheng An's attention was diverted by Chen Mo and he asked curiously.
Chen Mo said truthfully: "I plan to apply for a herb garden and try to be a deacon. I have no one, so I can't do everything by myself, right? If Brother Cheng doesn't mind, you can come to my place then. I will never treat you badly by earning contribution points, Brother Cheng."
"What?!"
Cheng An thought he heard wrongly, until he looked at Chen Mo's solemn expression again and realized that this person was not joking.
He said with a strange expression: "Brother Chen, are you serious? Then do you know the conditions for applying for Baicao Garden?"
"Oh? Are there any conditions?" Chen Mo asked, "How can I become a deacon of the medicine garden?"
Hearing that Chen Mo didn't even know the specific conditions, Cheng An believed that he was just on a whim. He sighed and said: "First, five hundred contribution points are needed as collateral. Go to the sect's Herb Hall for review. If successful, The original amount will be returned, but if it fails, 50% will be deducted to prevent any monks from deliberately trying and wasting time."
"Secondly, the monk who applies must have an additional one thousand points of contribution on hand as a guarantee for the loss of medicinal herbs in the Herb Garden. If there is a problem, the foundation-building elder will directly deduct it from it."
Seeing Chen Mo listening with rapt attention, Cheng An added the third point: "Also, you must have a roster to maintain the normal operation of the medicine garden. There are about a hundred people. Below this number, the sect cannot Your status as 'deacon' will be approved."
"Finally, you have to have a good relationship with the foundation-building elder who manages Baicao Garden. Otherwise, even if you have sufficient contributions and manpower, he will not consider entrusting you with it. How about it, do you still want to be a deacon?"
From Cheng An's point of view, this is simply something he can't do. When he first entered the sect, how could he make a contribution of 1,500 points? If he works hard and works hard for more than ten years, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Chen Mo frowned after hearing this. He really didn't expect that the identity of 'deacon' would be so troublesome, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not impossible to complete.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed the faint sound of footsteps in the distance with his consciousness. Chen Mo immediately fell silent, jumped down from the stone bench, and pretended to take care of the flowers and plants that Cheng An was taking care of.
Cheng An was not deaf either. Seeing Chen Mo like this, he quickly packed up, walked up to him and asked, "Brother Chen, what's going on?"
"It's so late. Who else but Deacon Li would be out at night? I heard some chaotic footsteps. He must have brought some monk. In any case, we shouldn't chat on the stone bench, in case he sees us. It’s time to cause unnecessary trouble again.”
Chen Mo analyzed methodically, and Cheng An couldn't help but nod his head, "That makes sense!" He hurriedly took the spiritual pot to water the rice fields.
"Tap tap..."
As the voice gradually became louder, Chen Mo finally saw the person coming clearly. The person before was none other than Senior Brother Li whom he had guessed, and the person behind was a young female cultivator, wearing a purple skirt and white gauze, with a slender waist and a rather handsome appearance. Somewhat pretty.
Chen Mo didn't know him, which didn't mean Cheng An didn't know. He was a few feet away from Chen Mo and said in a low voice: "This woman's name is Lan Ruoxian, she is the tenth most ruthless person on Qianxun Peak! Why is she here? ?”
Chen Mo frowned and asked in a low voice: "Qianxun Peak? What is that place?"
Before Cheng An could answer, Senior Brother Li saw the two people who were busy, laughed, and said to the girl next to him: "It seems that the herb garden under the management of Uncle Zhong has many diligent disciples, right? 2 Junior brother, please stop what you are doing and come over here. Li has something to say."
The beautiful Xiu's eyes flashed slightly and she didn't say anything, letting Senior Brother Li do what he did.
After hearing what Senior Brother Li said, Chen Mo and Cheng An hurried over and saluted them: "I've seen the deacon and I've seen Senior Sister Lan."
It seems that she has become accustomed to the feeling of stars holding the moon, Lan Ruoxian did not look surprised, she responded lightly, and Senior Brother Li continued to speak: "Your Senior Sister Lan wants to learn the habits of medicinal herbs, but also I need to trouble my two junior brothers to give you a detailed introduction...Huh? You seem a bit familiar..."
A month has passed since Chen Mo took care of Yueminghua. If he hadn't accidentally visited today, Senior Brother Li would have almost forgotten about this task.
After learning from Chen Mo's mouth that Yue Minghua was mature, Senior Brother Li was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that the humble monk in front of him could actually solve this big trouble, which really surprised him.
Chen Mo took out the three moonflowers in the jade box. They were all green at the moment. He also told the habits of the moonflowers intact. You can see that Lan Ruoxian took out the moonflowers very seriously. A jade slip is memorizing it, but how much she can comprehend depends on her personally.
"Thank you so much, junior brother."
After Chen Mo finished speaking, Lan Ruoxian said calmly and handed him a piece of spirit stone. This was probably his reward, "Where, it should be." Chen Mo took the spirit stone and said politely.
As he got closer, Chen Mo realized that this woman was at the 14th level of Qi Refining. If the black stone was not taken into account, even if he tried his best, there was nothing he could do to her now.
If you don't have the strength, keep a low profile first. This is Chen Mo's consistent style.
Later it was Cheng An's turn. He was responsible for more herbs. After explaining for about a quarter of an hour, Lan Ruoxian nodded with satisfaction and gave him a spiritual stone as usual. After the latter expressed his gratitude and compliments, Only then did they leave this place, and the two of them went to the medicine fields elsewhere.
After they left, Chen Mo and Cheng An returned to sit on the stone bench. Cheng An threw the spirit stone on the table with a bang and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that in the world of cultivation, people worry about silver, but in the world of cultivation, It’s too difficult to practice if you have to worry about spiritual stones!”
Chen Mo was not in the same emotional mood as him, and asked curiously: "Brother Cheng hasn't finished talking just now, where is Qianxun Peak? Is there also our ranking there?"
"Of course not." Cheng An rolled his eyes at him and said: "There are only the top 100 disciples in the sect with the strongest cultivation, who are qualified to have their names imprinted on it. They all have extraordinary magical powers and many magic weapons and means. If expected, at least 10% of the monks will grow into the sect’s foundation-building elders!”
"As for Qianxun Peak, it is the highest peak just a few dozen miles in front of Miaodan Peak. There is also a line of words inscribed on it by the four generations of ancestors, 'Don't be afraid of floating clouds that obscure your eyes', which means Let the monks broaden their horizons and use Fuyun Sect as a springboard to achieve greater achievements."
"The Qianxun Ranking on Qianxun Peak is very famous. Brother Chen, you have only been in the sect for a short time. You can go and take a look when you have time." Cheng An continued.
With fleeting light, the curtain of light above the Baicao Garden gradually deepened, and the dark night sky outside gradually became lighter.
After bidding farewell to Cheng An and completing his mission, Chen Mo returned to his cave. After learning about the harsh conditions for applying for the Baicao Garden, he turned his attention to 'Elder Shen'. The purpose of returning was to get that thing. She held the piece of clothing.
"It's time to talk about improving Bigu Pill." Chen Mo murmured to himself.
