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

Looking at the Master whose face was getting worse and worse, Qiu Shaoyuan felt deeply uneasy.

The Master treated them with great kindness, but they were unwilling to do something bad for the Master. It was really treasonous.

Thinking of this, he stood up and said to his fellow disciples: "Everyone, let's not go against the Master's wishes now, and do something bad openly. I'll go first!"

After that, he fell first, and then carefully selected in the melon field.

He originally wanted to find a not-so-good watermelon, so that on the one hand he could satisfy the Master's idea of ​​asking them to do bad things, and on the other hand he could barely appease his mood so that he would not blame himself too much.

However, the watermelons here are all growing well, each one looks plump and juicy, and behind them is a lot of hard work of the melon-growing monks, and each one is very good.

Feeling Qiu Shaoyuan's entanglement, the old man became even angrier.

"Get out of here, useless thing! It's so hard to steal a watermelon!"

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

What a good melon!

Although he looked old, he was only in his eighties.

The gold content of the Xuantian Sect's golden elixir was not high, and there were a lot of techniques to help the growth of seedlings, and he was one of them.

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

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

If it was smashed like this, it would be a pity.

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

It's even better!

Taking a breath of cold air, he found that his understanding of the righteous was still superficial.

I thought the righteous were just fighting and killing, and would explode at the slightest disagreement, but I didn't expect that they were also good at growing melons.

These hangings were obviously improved by magic. Not only did they taste good, but they also contained spiritual energy. After eating, they could strengthen their bodies and slightly improve their cultivation.

When he thought that the righteous had been eating such good things, he felt that Xuantian Sect's counterattack on Jiuzhou was hopeless.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he heard a voice sounded leisurely: "Daoyou, have you chosen?"

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

The other party looked like an ordinary old man, without any cultivation, but he gave people a feeling of looking up to the mountains.

His skin was dark, his hands were full of calluses, and he showed a mouthful of white teeth when he spoke, looking very vigorous.

The two girls on the side were holding water and guarding him, smiling at Qiu Shaoyuan and his group.

Feeling the sudden appearance of the three people, the master was shocked.

How did they come!

Although his strength was damaged by peeping into the future, he still had the Dao rhyme of the Golden Core, so it was impossible for him not to feel the three people.

However, his Golden Core did not change at all, and he did not give any warning, which showed that the three people had no ill intentions.

Knowing that he was probably not the opponent of the other party, the old man immediately put down the watermelon in his hand, bowed and said: "We are..."

"We are foreign cultivators. Wait a minute."

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

Killing the watermelons himself, the old farmer smiled and gave the watermelons to everyone: "You have come from afar, and you have worked hard. This is our Shennong Valley melon field. If the cultivators who come and go want to eat, 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. It's all flesh when you take a bite, exuding a rich spiritual energy.

Looking at the watermelon without seeds, a disciple asked in confusion: "Brother, does watermelon have no seeds?"

"It should be." Qiu Shaoyuan said in confusion, "But I don't eat much, maybe there are watermelons without seeds."

"This is a specialty of our Shennong Valley, seedless watermelon. What you see now is the second batch, which tastes better and has more water."

Qiu Shaoyuan hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Old sir, I wonder how much this watermelon costs?"

"Our local things in Shennong Valley are free, just come here and eat as much as you want."

Looking up and down at everyone, the old man shook his head and said: "I really don't know where you are from, each of you looks so miserable, and one of you is injured. Since I have seen you, I can't let you go."

Then, he took the group of people without saying anything, blew them into the Shennong Valley sect like the wind, and then entertained them seriously for seven days.

After seven days, the old man was willing to let them go.

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

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

The Taoist robes on their bodies were also changed into homemade Taoist robes made in Shennong Valley. The clothes woven with ice silk felt extremely smooth, and they could also avoid water and fire when worn on the body. Even if they were sent to Xuantian Sect, they would be a treasure.

Touching the clothes on his body, the Xuantian Sect Immortal Master sighed that the material of the clothes was not bad, and at the same time sighed that the materials of the orthodox sect were rich.

Such good things were actually given away casually. Do orthodox clothes cost nothing?

Or is it that the exile area is too cold and harsh to make such things?

The old man from Shennong Valley looked at the people carrying the goods on their backs and said with some dissatisfaction: "I feel that you still don't eat enough, otherwise stay a few more days and eat more."

"Enough, enough." Qiu Shaoyuan, who had gained weight, said hurriedly, "We are already ashamed to have disturbed you for so many days. We have important things to do and can't disturb you anymore."

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

"Refining Pavilion."

"There... It just so happens that the Refining Pavilion needs a batch of ingredients. Can you help transport them there? Of course, you won't work for nothing. Here are fifty spirit stones, which are your rewards on the road. If you deliver them, there will be extra rewards."

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

Immediately he bowed his hands and said happily: "Of course. I will definitely complete your commission. It's just fifty spirit stones, isn't it a little too much?"

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

Hearing this, Qiu Shaoyuan no longer refused.

Taking the storage bag and spirit stones handed over by the other party, he bowed his hands again to thank him, and then took his junior brothers and sisters and master to fly towards the direction of the Refining Pavilion.

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

"There is blood on their bodies, but no evil spirit, and they have merits and virtues. There is no problem in letting them go." God of Agriculture said with a smile, "Although I don't know what their purpose is, now is the time of the great catastrophe, and the previous conflict with Xuantian Sect can be temporarily put aside, and deal with the great catastrophe first."

"No, I can also feel that they are good children. The problem is, they are going to the Refining Pavilion!" Du Yue frowned and said.

Huang Xiaoling beside him also nodded seriously, agreeing with Du Yue's opinion.

"Hmm? Hmm... yeah, the Weapon Refining Pavilion."

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

Can these disciples stand such a den of money-losing?