Chapter 22： Biyuan Mountain

Biyuan Mountain is not far from the hill where the outer disciples live. There are two hills away from the hill. The peak and the peak are deep valleys connected by an iron chain bridge. Outer disciples and Zongmen servants walked.

Zhang Shiping walked across it a few times when he first came to Jiaozuo Zong, and he never walked through this iron chain bridge after he bought a flying magic weapon for transportation.

After Zhang Shiping accepted the task of the Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden from the Foreign Affairs Hall, he passed the hill on the way, flew down and took out the spirit stone that had used up more than half of the spiritual power in the formation that he had arranged in his temporary residence. After closing it, Then hit the road.

In a short time, Zhang Shiping flew over the two big mountains. When people were walking on the long chain bridge between the mountains, he had already flown over, and he didn't land until the yellow-faced old man's residence in Baicaoyuan.

The old man was in the courtyard, when he saw Zhang Shiping coming, he thought he was here for tea, he teased and said, "If you come later, boy, I will leave."

Zhang Shiping was surprised, he wondered how the old man knew he was here to hand over Baicao Garden so quickly, and said: "You old man didn't hand over Baicao Garden, you still want to leave, why, you figured it out, you want to go back to enjoy the family happiness? "

As he spoke, Zhang Shiping reached out to wipe the storage bag, and a green Biyuanshan jade token appeared in his hand. Sitting on the seat, he reached out to catch the jade card and took a look at Zhang Shiping, "I didn't expect you to be the one who took over the task of my Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden."

"It's destined." Zhang Shiping opened the firewood door, walked into the courtyard, sat on the stone chair next to the old man, poured himself a cup of tea, "I happened to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall today, and happened to see the mission."

"Didn't you say you came here to make tea?" The old man picked up the kettle and made another cup of tea, "Come on, then." The old man took out two books with wrinkled surfaces from the storage bag, and thought about it again , took out several blank jade slips, and gave Zhang Shiping a copy of the exercises and prescriptions he had collected over the years.

Zhang Shiping took it over, surprised, what happened to the old man today, he read two books, one recorded the cultivation methods of 18 kinds of first-grade tea trees and three kinds of second-grade tea trees, the writing on the front was relatively old, and the last few The handwriting on the page looks like it has just been written.

The other book is the method of making tea. The old man has decades of experience in making tea, what kind of tea to use, what tools to use, and the step-by-step process. Hand can also quickly make qualified tea.

These two books have solved half of Zhang Shiping's affairs after he took charge of Baicao Garden. At least he will not run around like a headless chicken.

The jade slips are a few spells used by immortal plants, such as the spirit rain technique for rain, the gold needle technique for insect removal, and the soil turning technique for loosening the soil. They are useless for monks' fighting skills, but they are essential for immortal plants .

As for the elixirs, there are two types of elixir that use spiritual tea leaves as the main ingredient to increase leanness and nourish qi. They are effective in the middle stage of qi training, but not so obvious in the later stage of qi training.

"Old man, are you giving this to me? You are so generous today." Zhang Shiping hastily flipped through the books, and quickly put the two books and a few pieces of jade slips into the storage bag.

The old man got up, "That's you, I don't have so much free time if someone else picks up the Baicao Garden." The old man took out a flying magic weapon in the shape of a tea tray, sat on it, flew in mid-air and said, "Come on, I'll take it with you." You are familiar with Xiabiyuan Mountain."

Zhang Shiping quickly followed, and the two of them spent more than half an hour circling Biyuan Mountain up and down, left, right, left, right, left, right, and the yellow-faced old man spoke very slowly and clearly.

The tea trees are mainly planted in the Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden. The tea fields on the mountainside are reclaimed like ladders, one ridge after another, and the first-order tea trees are planted on them. There are six varieties planted now, including yellow-faced tea trees. The old man said that the quality of the third tea field is the best.

The Zongmen didn't divide the Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden into which block or block, the yellow-faced old man divided it himself, and he told Zhang Shiping casually.

There is a small open space under a huge rock closest to Lingquan, where second-order tea trees are planted, and there is only a small tea garden with four lands.

Because the huge rocks cover the sun, the sunshine time is only two short hours in the morning and evening. The top of the rock is infiltrated and dripped by fine springs all year round. Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, the second-order tea trees grow well.

The yellow-faced old man chuckled, "You are blessed, the old man in this small tea garden has been taken care of by me for decades, and now he can make 24 catties of first-class tea in a year, except for the 15 catties given to Zongmen. After a year, you can still leave nine catties and ten catties, and you will get a few hundred spirit stones."

Zhang Shiping's eyes suddenly changed, looking at this tea garden is like looking at a pile of spiritual stones. As long as the Zongmen pays enough quantity, they will not care about how much they have left. The old man is good at taking care of the tea trees. It is his hard work for decades to increase the production so much. Even Zongmen does not know how much tea can be produced. Huang The old man with a face can hide it very tightly.

"What I was like when I came, should be what I should be when I leave." The yellow-faced old man sighed, making a gesture to make a move.

Zhang Shiping stopped him, UU Reading "Farewell, Senior Lin."

The old man laughed loudly, "You little cunning, I'm trying to trick you." If the old man's descendants had spiritual root qualifications, Zhang Shiping would not be able to do such good things at all. And it just so happens that it is him, that's all, he has no hope of establishing a foundation, so let the younger generation's path go smoother.

Zhang Shiping deliberately pretended to be relieved, and sold the treasure in front of the old man.

The yellow-faced old man took Zhang Shiping to see all the tea gardens in Biyuan Mountain, and told him that he must make this second-order spiritual tea by himself, and not pass it on to others. As for the remaining second-class tea and third-class tea, just hand them over to the tea farmers.

As he said that, the yellow-faced old man took Zhang Shiping to the foot of the mountain, where there were about twenty houses, and the yellow-faced old man landed on the most gorgeous house, sending out a sound transmission talisman.

A moment later, three gray-haired old men and two middle-aged men and women came out one after another. Zhang Shiping looked at these five people with a vague aura. They are all just on the second level of Qi training. The yellow-faced old man pointed to the five people in front, "Shi Ping, these five people are the stewards of Baicao Garden. You can tell them to do any chores."

Then he said to the five people: "This young man is called Zhang Shiping, he has cultivated in the late stage of Qi training, and he will succeed me as the guardian of the Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden from now on."

All five of them saluted, "We pay our respects to Senior Zhang." If there is no close relationship between monks, they will all be judged by their cultivation.

A late qi training monk who is less than twenty years old in front of a seventy or eighty year old early qi training monk is a senior. There is a sequence in the way, and the master is the teacher.

The yellow-faced old man explained everything carefully, and left Biyuan Mountain the next day. Zhang Shiping sent him three hundred miles before returning.