Entering the medicine field, she saw a frail figure sleeping by the side of the field, and Xu Ying furrowed her brow.

  The black eagle, good at observing words and colors, immediately raised his hand and whipped out a whip. Crack!

  Zhang Yes skin split open and his flesh burst forth as he let out a blood-curdling scream and jumped up.

  "Brother... I didnt slack off." Zhang Ye always said this.

  "Did a dog eat your memory? The medicine field is related to the Jianmen Dan medicine, it cant be sloppy. Youre sleeping again." Black Eagle shouted.

  Xu Ying frowned for the second time: "Alright, say two fewer sentences."

  "Yes, elder sister." Hei Ying immediately bowed his head respectfully.

  Xu Ying didnt have much memory of Zhang Ye, only a brief encounter a few years ago. Now, taking him in from head to toe, she was taken aback for a moment. He was still slender and thin, but he had grown up quite a bit, his skin radiant with a healthy glow, looking handsome despite being lean, with an aura that was captivating.

  "Come here." Xǔ Yíng stretched out her elegant palm and beckoned.

  Zhang Ye walked over with a vacant expression, and Xu Ying placed her palm gently on Zhang Yes head, channeling a stream of pure and true energy into his body.

  "For a moment, Xue Ying withdrew her true energy and said: I thought you had cultivated the mantra, but your inner body is somewhat strange, without any signs of mantra cultivation, yet your exterior exhibits many characteristics."

  According to the rules, sneaking in extra practice was punishable, and Zhang Ye was so scared that she didnt dare breathe loudly, afraid of being discovered by her senior sister.

  It was actually unnecessary to worry, the Taichongquan as an introductory form of Zhangjia style, not to mention being widely spread among outer door disciples, even outside the mountain gate, there are many farmers and ordinary people practicing it, its not a secret at all.

  At that time, Tai Xuan Zhen Ren opened the mountain and founded the sect here, passing on this set of Taichangquan exercises to the indigenous people, which was considered a blessing, passed down from generation to generation. As a result, there were too many people practicing Taichangquan, eventually leading to hundreds of versions of Taichangquan, with no one knowing which one is correct.

  If there was no internal skill, and it was just Tai Chi Fist, nobody would have punished Zhang Ye.

  Xu Ying didnt dawdle and strolled through the fields to check on the herbs.

  The peculiar flowers and grasses showed a hundred expressions, as if they were indignant at Zhang Ye being beaten, or hung their heads in silence, or were heartbroken, or resentful, completely different from their usual beauty.

  Xu Yings face lit up slightly as she squatted down to examine it carefully. Immediately, she turned her head to look at Zhang Ye: "This medicinal field, has it always been taken care of by you?"

  Zhang Ye was somewhat afraid to answer.

  "Are you deaf? The masters sister is asking you a question!" Black Eagle shouted from beside him.

  Xu Ying stood up and pointed at Hei Ying: "You roar at him once, Ill hit you once. You hit him once, Ill hit you ten times."

  Hei Yings face changed, and he said at the bottom: "Yes, Shifu."

  "Zhang Ye, have you always been taking care of this medicinal field?" Xu Ying asked again.

  "Yes, senior sister." Zhang Ye nodded and said, "Also, I have a lot of miscellaneous chores, occasionally helping other senior brothers to take care of the medicine field."

  "Alright, from today on your food allowance will be doubled. You only need to take care of this field and dont have to do anything else." Xǔ Yíngs face turned cold as she spoke, "If anyone dares to ask you to do other things, come tell me!"

  The black eagle was immediately frightened and turned pale.

  "Xiao Bao, it seems weve made it through this difficult time. From now on, there will be more food."

  In front of the thatched cottage in the afternoon, Zhang Ye was happily holding a small, weak and thin stray dog like him.

  This strange-looking yellow dog was picked up by Zhang Ye in the mountains two years ago.

  At that time, Xiaobao was really too small and hungry to the point of being on his last breath. Zhang Ye took him back home and named him Xiaobao. Feeling that Xiaobaos experience was similar to his own, Zhang Ye shared some of his limited rations with Xiaobao to eat.

  For two years, Xiaobao and Zhang Ye were equally hungry, but they grew up step by step. Zhang Yes only friend was Xiaobao, as well as the strange flowers and weeds in the medicine field...

  Now with much less workload, Zhang Ye comfortably leaned against the bluestone in front of the door and basked in the sun.

  The warm sunshine on his body made him think of Shiying Shifus calm and just demeanor, the inner doors Shifu was indeed different, making people admire her.

  Xu Ying inspected Zhang Yes medicinal field and then went to inspect the remaining fields in the Medicinal Valley. The more she looked, the more she frowned. Those medicinal fields that she had thought were good before now seemed so unappealing.

  Xu Ying is still unsure why Zhang Yes medicinal field has a spiritual energy that is more than ten times denser than others.

  These medicinal fields handed over to the outer sect disciples for management are the basic medicinal fields of Tai Xuan Sect, very ordinary, and are second-grade fields.

  Medicine fields with better environment and spiritual energy are divided into grades, with first-grade being the lowest level, which can be considered as ordinary farmland, mainly used to plant food for outer door disciples.

  As for the second-grade fields, they have already implicitly contained the earths energy and essence. Using them to plant grains would be a waste. Most of the second-grade fields are used to plant some medicinal herbs as auxiliary materials for the sects alchemy.

  Two-product fields can only produce second-rate medicinal herbs in theory. However, whats strange is that Xu Ying vaguely feels that the medicinal herbs in Zhang Yes field seem to have the potential to develop spiritual energy and be promoted to third-rate. If this is really the case, it would be too shocking.

  This is like an ultra-difficult challenge in a game, defying the heavens.

  Moreover, for some unknown reason, Zhang Yes two-acre field suddenly started showing differences in spiritual energy and soil as well.

  Xu Ying was in charge of this matter, but after all, she was just an inner disciple. Her knowledge and cultivation were only at the entry level. She wasnt quite sure what to make of what she saw, fearing blame, so for now, she didnt plan on reporting it upwards. She decided to first figure out the whole situation before doing anything else.

  The sun sets, the stars fall.

  The morning bell rang out, Zhang Ye locked up Xiao Bao in the house and went to work in the fields.

  If he brings Xiao Bao along, Xiao Bao will be killed by Hei Ying Shixiong. If he leaves him behind, who knows if Xiao Bao will run around and get caught by other Shixiongs to be cooked in a pot, that would be troublesome. Xiao Bao is one of Zhang Yes few friends, he doesnt want to lose this friend who depends on him for survival.

  As they entered the Medicine Valley, unlike his usual bad attitude, the outer sect disciple who was guarding the valley entrance today smiled and nodded in greeting: "Did you sleep well last night?"

  "Great." Zhang Ye nodded and walked away.

  After those people left, that guy spat on the ground: "What kind of thing is this half-crippled pretty boy who was favored by Master Xu Ying? Does he really think hes flying high now?"

  。。。

  Zhang Ye still patiently worked in the fields. He took care of the flowers and grasses differently from others. In the ten-acre medicinal field, others applied spiritual fertilizer and pest control measures on a large scale, but Zhang Ye remembered every single flower and grass in the ten-acre medicinal field and took care of them one by one.

  He was always so careful, afraid that one of them would go wrong and be killed by Hei Yings senior brother. Over time, Zhang Ye could remember the shape and characteristics of each flower and grass, which flower would be shy, which flower would be violent, he had a vague feeling.

  Moreover, he never fertilized them and didnt know why. He thought using fertilizer was giving these flowers and grass "chronic hormones".

  "Are you bullying other flowers again?" Zhang Ye scolded as usual, pinching the "ears" of a seven-colored plant.

  Zhang Ye gave the most domineering guy in this field a name called "Seven Stars Containing the Moon".

  This guy was taught a lesson, the Seven Star Moon became more honest and shrunk its branches. Before that, this guy spread out its branches, blocking the sunlight of several flowers and grasses around it.

  Taking care of the medicinal fields requires too much effort, Zhang Ye doesnt think its a chore, he has always been with these flowers and grasses. The flowers and grasses are his friends.

  In the evening, leaning on the bluestone in a daze.

  This time, for some reason, the two guys who used to love bullying Zhang Ye the most have become much more well-behaved, so Zhang Ye has been able to live a relatively peaceful life.

  "A little wealth is enough, waste is useless."

  In some dark place, a faint and ethereal sound floated out.