Practice Remembering You

At noon on the second day, after one cart of iron ore and one cart of cinnabar ore were loaded, Yin Cai led the caravan on the road.

There was nothing here that required him to deal with personally for the time being, so he returned to the county.

Later, in order to make it easier for the public to submit their suggestions, Zhang Yu set up a tent outside his house.

During the daytime on weekdays, he would play chess with Mo Xue and rest here, or handle official business, just to make things convenient for the people.

The mortals and officials of Xiaoshi County were filled with awe when they saw that Zhang Yu, despite being an immortal, was so considerate of everyone.

One day, a farmer came to Zhang Yu and presented him with a plant. The plant looked a little strange, with a sandy yellow color all over, and about the size of a person's fist.

"What is this? What is its function?" Zhang Yu asked while holding the plant.

"My Lord, this is for eating. It is grown in the soil and looks like a large bean when dug out. I call it 'potato'. I got this potato by chance when I was digging wild vegetables in the mountains when I was young. I was so hungry at the time that I roasted it and found it delicious. After eating it, I felt energetic, so I found a few more and took them back to cultivate. Now it is one of the foods I often eat at home."

Zhang Yu asked someone to light a fire and asked the old farmer to roast the potatoes.

During the baking process, the potatoes gave off a rich aroma that no one had ever smelled before.

The fragrance attracted the attention of many mortals, who couldn't help but stay for a while to see what it was.

After they were cooked, Zhang Yu broke them apart and tasted them. The potatoes were very tender and fragrant, with a delicate texture and a lingering fragrance. The smell and taste were almost the same.

"What is the potato yield? How difficult is it to grow? What is the maturity period?" Zhang Yu asked three questions in succession.

"The yield is very high. I haven't planted it in large quantities, but according to the yield of the small area I planted, it should be able to produce 1,000 kilograms per mu. The planting is not difficult. After that, there is not much need for people to look after it. The maturity period is about five months."

"The yield per mu is one thousand kilograms!" Bao Ping'an and other officials nearby thought they had heard it wrong.

Bao Pingan frowned and stared at the old farmer: "You crazy guy, do you know who is in front of you? This is the immortal county magistrate, how dare you say such a crazy thing! Yield of 1,000 catties per mu, you are simply crazy! How come I have never seen it when I was in office?!"

(In fact, it is normal that Bao Ping'an has never seen it. After all, he has never recruited people for compensation like Zhang Yu did. Therefore, ordinary mortals would keep good things for themselves and there is no need to give them to others.)

This made the old farmer a little scared, and he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.

Zhang Yu snorted coldly and put all his pressure on Bao Ping'an. In an instant, Bao Ping'an was frightened so much that his body went limp and he fell to the ground.

"Are you making suggestions?" Zhang Yu's voice was cold.

Bao Ping'an wanted to speak, but his body was now out of control due to fear.

Zhang Yu ignored him and said to the old farmer, "Your idea has been adopted. I will reward you with ten taels of silver first. Go and plant one acre of potatoes to see the effect. If it is feasible, I will reward you with fifty taels of silver later."

"Thank you very much, County Magistrate!" The old farmer happily retreated.

When the crowd watching around saw this, their minds seemed to become active.

So several people ran back immediately. After a while, these people came back and offered Zhang Yu a lot of unfamiliar wild vegetables.

For example, there is a wild vegetable that looks like grass. It has a strong regeneration ability and grows very fast. As long as the roots are not dug, the leaves on it will not disappear even if they are cut again and again. The old farmer who presented it called this vegetable "rescue vegetable".

He acquired this dish when he was forty-seven years old.

That year, there was a famine and no food at home, so he went out to look for wild vegetables. However, all the edible wild vegetables had been dug up already. He was really hungry that day, so he just found a pile of grass that looked and smelled good and started eating it.

Unexpectedly, the grass was edible. Although he knew it was edible, he dared not say anything for fear that others would eat it all. So he survived that year by eating the grass. The grass saved his life, so the old farmer called it the life-saving vegetable.

As a result, he was rewarded with ten taels of silver.

The masses handed in a lot of wild vegetables, but Zhang Yu did not give out just any vegetable. The vegetables had to meet the standards.

Only five species met the standards this time, and all of them are more suitable for the "poor" land here.

Zhang Yu asked these people to plant their own crops for a year to see the results. If the results were perfect in the second year, they would then plant them on a large scale.

That night, Zhang Yu and Mo Xue returned to the yard. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw a monk in a white robe and with golden eyes standing in the yard. A kitten was lying on his shoulder and a little green cow was beside him.

"Senior! You are here!" Zhang Yu said in surprise.

Mo Xue also remembered the other person. He was Sister Shi’s second brother. He remembered that his surname was Yan, so he quickly saluted him.

His stern expression did not change. He nodded slightly and directly said what he came here for: "Zhang Yu, I have been observing you for a while. You are very good. I want to accept you as my disciple and join my Juefei Sect. Are you willing?"

Zhang Yu was somewhat stunned by such direct words, but he quickly reacted and said with some worry: "I feel very lucky to have such great guidance from you, senior. I am flattered, but my ambition is not high. I am afraid that if I become your disciple, I will lose face for you."

"I don't look at ambition or talent when accepting disciples. I only look at character and personality. I like your character and personality, so I want to accept you as my disciple."

"I wonder what I need to do after becoming your disciple, Senior?"

“You don’t need to do anything. Just do what you did before. After I accept you, I will only teach you how to practice, and remind you to change back to the right path when you go the wrong way.

If you correct your behavior after being reminded, then everything is fine. If you don’t correct your behavior after being reminded, you will be punished. If you still don’t correct your behavior after being punished, you will be eliminated.”

While he was speaking sternly, his expression did not change at all, and he remained stern the entire time. Zhang Yu had no doubt about the truthfulness of his harsh words.

At this time, Mo Xue kept poking Zhang Yu's back with his hands in secret. The meaning was very clear. He wanted Zhang Yu to worship Yan Yan as his master. Such a powerful cultivator, who also knew Sister Shi, could not be wrong.

So Zhang Yu knelt down in front of Yan Yan and performed the ceremony of becoming his apprentice.

He nodded severely, accepting it. Everything was done so vigorously and decisively.

Then he took out a white jade tablet with the words "Juefei Gate" engraved on it, handed it to Zhang Yu, and took back the previous wooden tablet. This time, Zhang Yu was completely a member of Juefei Gate.

"My name is Yan Yan. From today on, I am your master. Including you, there are four people in the sect. The other two are your uncle, Master Ya Zhi, and your uncle Shi Dong Dong, whom you have met. There is only one rule in my Jue Fei Sect: stick to your original intention and do whatever you want."

"Disciple knows."

"I still have things to do and cannot stay here for long. I will teach you how to practice from today. After I finish teaching you, you can practice on your own. I will check on you every once in a while.

If your cultivation level falls behind, I will punish you. You don’t need to know the specific punishment, but I can guarantee that it will be something you don’t want. If you don’t fall behind and you make good progress every time, I will teach you the next step of cultivation.”

Zhang Yu glanced at the sky and said, "Master, it's already very dark. Are we going to practice at this time?"

"Master is a mortal's name. You should call me Master from now on. Also, does it matter whether it is late or not to a monk? Monks don't need to sleep. Just let your wife rest."

After saying that, he pulled Zhang Yu aside and began to give instructions. Mo Xue originally wanted to ask about Shi Dongdong's situation, but seeing that Senior Yan didn't seem to want to pay attention to her, she had no choice but to go back to her room to rest.

In the courtyard, Yan Yan scanned Zhang Yu with his spiritual sense and said, "You are already in the late stage of the Qi realm, and you are ready to impact the magic realm. However, no matter how you practice or how much your Qi reserves increase, your realm will not progress."

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up. What the master said was right. He indeed felt this way. It seemed that having a master to guide him could indeed help him avoid many detours.

He quickly responded: "Indeed, this situation has been going on for a long time."

Yan Yan continued, "The prerequisite for the magic realm is to improve the control, capacity and quality. If you want to advance, these three must first reach the current extreme.

I will teach you three methods of cultivation: one is to increase the capacity of the true qi, one is to increase the concentration of the true qi, and the other is to increase the precise control of the true qi. Remember this.”