Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 506 That’s the Equipment Refining Pavilion (12)

Seeing his master's complexion becoming increasingly worse, Qiu Shaoyuan felt deeply uneasy.

The master has been very kind to them, but they are unwilling to do even a bad thing for him. This is truly outrageous.

Thinking of this, he stood up and said to his fellow apprentices, "Everyone, let's not go against our master's wishes and do something bad openly. I'll go first!"

After saying that, he fell down first and then began to carefully select from the melon field.

He originally wanted to find a not-so-good watermelon, so that on the one hand he could satisfy his master's idea of ​​asking them to do bad things, and on the other hand it could also barely soothe his mood and prevent him from blaming himself too much.

The watermelons here are all growing well, and each one looks plump and juicy. Behind them is a lot of hard work put in by the monks who grow the watermelons, and each one is of excellent quality.

Sensing Qiu Shaoyuan's dilemma, the old man became even angrier.

"Get lost, useless thing! It's so hard to steal a watermelon!"

Shaking off the disciple who was supporting him, the old man walked tremblingly to the melon field, picked up a watermelon and was about to smash it, but stopped after touching the watermelon.

What a good melon!
Although he looked old, he was only about eighty years old.

The gold content of Xuantian Sect's golden elixir is not high, and there are a lot of premature growth techniques in the sect, and he is one of them.

There are many such golden elixirs in Xuantian Sect, so the treatment is naturally not very good.

He was one of the insignificant little branches of the Xuantian Sect and had never seen anything good in exile, but when he touched this melon, he knew that this was the best thing.

It would be such a pity if it was smashed like this.

After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly put down the melon in his hand and picked up another one.

Even better!

He took a deep breath and realized that his understanding of decency was still superficial.

I thought that all the decent people were reckless men who only knew how to fight and kill, and would self-destruct if they disagreed with something, but I didn't expect that they were also good at growing melons.

These hangings have obviously been improved through magic. Not only do they taste good, but they also contain spiritual energy. After eating them, they can strengthen the body and slightly improve the level of cultivation.

When he thought about the good guys who had been eating these good things, he felt that there was no hope for Xuantian Sect to counterattack Jiuzhou.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he heard a voice sounding leisurely: "Daoyou, have you made your choice?"

Turning his head suddenly, he saw an old man sitting not far away, looking at them with a smile.

The other person looked like an ordinary old man, without any cultivation at all, but he gave people a feeling of awe.

He has dark skin, his hands are covered with calluses, and when he speaks he shows a row of white teeth, looking very vigorous.

Two girls standing by his side were holding water and standing by his side, smiling at Qiu Shaoyuan and his group.

Sensing the sudden appearance of three people, the master was horrified.

How did they come!

Although his strength was damaged because of peeking into the future, he still had the Golden Core Dao rhyme, so it was impossible for him not to be able to sense the three people.

However, there was no change in his golden elixir and no warning was issued, which showed that the three people had no ill intentions.

Knowing that he was probably no match for the other party, the old man immediately put down the watermelon in his hand, bowed and said: "We are..."

"He must be a monk from outside. Wait a moment."

Standing up, the old farmer looked around, then stood up and picked out seven watermelons and placed them in front of everyone one by one.

The old farmer killed the watermelons himself and gave them to everyone with a smile: "You have come all the way here, thank you for your hard work. This is our Shennong Valley melon field. If the monks passing by want to eat some, they can come down and pick one to taste."

The peeled watermelon skin is as thin as paper, and the flesh is bright red, which makes people drool. What's more incredible is that there are no black seeds in each watermelon. When you take a bite, it's all flesh, exuding a rich spiritual energy.

Looking at the seedless watermelon, a disciple asked in confusion: "Brother, watermelons don't have seeds?"

"I think so." Qiu Shaoyuan said doubtfully, "But I don't eat much, so there may be watermelons without seeds."

"This is our Shennong Valley specialty, seedless watermelon. What you are seeing now is the second batch, which tastes better and has more moisture."

Qiu Shaoyuan hesitated for a while, then whispered, "Old sir, how much does this melon cost?"

"The local food in our Shennong Valley is free, just come here and eat as much as you want."

After looking everyone up and down, the old man shook his head and said, "I really don't know where you came from. You all look so miserable, and one of you is injured. Now that I have seen you, I can't let you go."

Afterwards, he brought the group of people without further ado, and brought them into the Shennong Valley Sect like the wind, and then treated them earnestly for seven days.

Seven days later, the old man was willing to let him go.

Before coming in, the seven people were pale and thin, looking very miserable.

However, when they left, their hands were already full of local specialties, and their faces were rosy from eating, completely different from seven days ago.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was also changed into a homemade one from Shennong Valley. The clothes woven with ice silk felt extremely smooth to the touch and could protect one from water and fire when worn. It would be a treasure even if it was sent to Xuantian Sect.

Touching the clothes on his body, the Immortal Master of Xuantian Sect sighed at the excellent material of the clothes and the abundance of decent supplies.

Such a good thing was given away so casually. Do decent clothes come for free?

Or is it that the place of exile is too cold and harsh to make such things?
The old man from Shennong Valley looked at the people carrying their goods and said with some dissatisfaction, "I feel like you still don't have enough to eat. Why don't you stay a few more days and eat more?"

"That's enough." Qiu Shaoyuan, who had gained weight, said quickly, "We feel ashamed to have disturbed you for so many days. We have important matters to attend to and cannot disturb you any further."

"Okay. Where are you going? I'll see if I can provide some help."

"Weapon Refining Pavilion."

"There... It just so happens that the Equipment Refining Pavilion needs a batch of food ingredients. Can you help deliver them? Of course, I won't let you work for nothing. Here are fifty spirit stones, which is your reward for the journey. If you deliver them, there will be additional rewards."

Qiu Shaoyuan was still worried about how to repay the kindness of Shennong Valley, so he was naturally overjoyed when he heard this.

He immediately cupped his hands and said happily, "Of course. I will definitely complete your commission. It's just fifty spirit stones, isn't that a bit too much?"

"How much? Isn't it always this price?"

Hearing this, Qiu Shaoyuan no longer refused.

After taking the storage bag and spirit stones handed over by the other party, he bowed again to express his gratitude, then flew towards the Equipment Refining Pavilion with his fellow junior brothers and sisters and master.

After watching the other party leave, the Holy Spirit beside the old man asked: "Lord Farmer God, they are obviously cultivators from Xuantian Sect, can we just let them go?"

"There is blood on their bodies, but no evil spirit, and they have merits, so it's okay to let them go." The God of Agriculture said with a smile, "Although I don't know what their purpose is, now is the time of the great calamity. The previous conflict with Xuantian Sect can be put aside for the time being, and we can deal with the great calamity first."

"No, I can also feel that they are good kids. The problem is, they are going to the Equipment Refining Pavilion!" Du Yue said with a frown.

Huang Xiaoling on the side also nodded seriously, agreeing with Du Yue's opinion.

"Hmm? Um... yeah, the Equipment Refining Pavilion."

Thinking of their destination, the God of Agriculture became a little nervous.

Can these disciples endure such a den of brothel?

(End of this chapter)