After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 236

Yuanjia still managed to sneak down the mountain successfully.

Master Haoping knew the power of Yuanjia's original form, so he left behind a furnace of unrefined pills and ran away. He could only ask his master, Master Guanmiao, to help look after the newly opened medicine mountain.

Guan Miao took a look around and felt that Yaoshan was empty and quiet, very suitable for his junior fellow apprentice, so he called Yan Congzhi over again.

When Yan Congzhi arrived, he thought this was a good place, suitable for practicing martial arts, and no one would disturb him, so he brought Ni Yangzhou over as well.

Therefore, after Yuanjia ran away, it was Ni Yangzhou who was left to look after the medicinal fields.

In addition to weeding and farming with the herbalists every morning, Ni Yangzhou also had to be called by his master to exercise, using a sword today, a bow tomorrow, and a knife the day after tomorrow. He didn't seek to be skilled, but only to strengthen his body.

It was much more intense than chopping wood in the mountains. Not only did one have to be physically strong, but one also had to use up one's spiritual energy over and over again, meditate and practice, and then continue to fight against the "bamboo leaf fountain" that was newly planted by the master.

Most of the disciples in the medicine field in front did not dare to come over to see. The scene of Yan Congzhi standing there with a cold face and slapping the disciples away again and again was so impressive that the medicine boys were afraid of hurting them by mistake.

Early that morning, after Ni Yangzhou had not slept all night, he finally cut off the upgraded version of the rotating sprinkler's bamboo enemy, and after his clothes were dry and free of any traces, the young man flopped to the ground, looking up at the sky and watching the clouds disintegrate in large chunks, with only sparse, light golden light outlining the shadows.

Yan Congzhi, who had been standing in the pharmacy for a long time, finally withdrew his gaze from the window.

"Hey? How come someone died?"

A clear female voice sounded, and Ni Yangzhou narrowed one eye and saw Hongying, who had two buns on her head and was wearing a blue disciple's uniform, walking towards him carrying water.

"Not dead? Ni Yangzhou?"

There was undisguised surprise in Hongying's tone.

The boy barely raised his upper body and responded:

"It's me. Did you succeed?"

Hongying put the shoulder pole and bucket on the ground, walked a few steps to Ni Yangzhou, and helped to lift him up. Although the girl looked short, she was very strong and lifted him like a chicken.

"I'm still a long way from success. I finally got here, but they're gone."

"What are you doing here? How come you've lost so much weight in the past few days?"

Ni Yangzhou sat cross-legged on the ground and breathed slowly: "Practice and strengthen your body."

Hongying put her little hand on Ni Yangzhou's pulse and suddenly shouted, "Such rapid progress!"

"Can you feel it out?"

"No."

Hongying scratched her head: "But it feels like the spiritual energy is very abundant."

Ni Yangzhou was curious: "How did you feel it? Is there a change in the pulse? What do you base your judgment on?"

The young boy was so tired every day that he didn't know what day it was. His master was a man of few words, so after hearing what Hongying said, he really wanted to hear where he had improved so that he could estimate his progress in the future.

Hongying took back her hand: "No, I don't know how to put it, it's just... based on my many years of experience as a tree."

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The boy turned his head and smiled: "How old are you?"

"Huh? Didn't I tell you?"

Hongying picked up a weed from the ground and said, "I have been a tree for eight hundred years, and I have spent two hundred and thirty years cultivating. This year I am already one thousand and thirty years old!"

Ni Yangzhou's guess came true. He nodded silently, feeling that he still had a long way to go.

"Why are you asking this?"

The boy stood up: "You look about my age."

Hongying tilted her head: "What about this?"

Suddenly the wind blew, and the fragrance of cherry blossoms wafted into Ni Yangzhou's nose. When Ni Yangzhou turned around, a woman in a red satin dress waved at him. Her hair was piled high and still tied in two buns, but her drooping hair was tied with a long tassel of red and grey silk with a flower knot. There were two cute little red cherries hanging from her ears.

"This isn't as big as usual, is it?"

Listening to Hongying's voice which had obviously become more mature, Ni Yangzhou accepted the helpless reality. The person he thought was his peer was actually just a thousand-year-old tree spirit who didn't want to waste his spiritual energy to maintain his original form.

Hongying walked to the bucket in her original form, lowered her head to look at herself, touched her face, which was still tender and hydrated, so she safely changed back into her girl's shape.

Ni Yangzhou sighed, stretched his arms and legs, and prepared to continue practicing. "Why don't you use the original form to find Master Haoping?"

Hongying also picked up the buckets, one in each hand: "Other tree spirits said that I am too beautiful. If someone falls in love with me at first sight, how do we know whether he loves my appearance or me? Besides, a small body saves spiritual energy, and even controlling magic tools is much easier."

Ni Yangzhou picked up the sword, thought for a moment, and told the truth:

"You look like a child now. If Master Haoping were normal, how could he have any feelings of admiration for you?"

Hongying said, "Then don't worry. I have already thought of a way. I follow the routine of a master and a disciple developing feelings over time. Even if it doesn't work, I'm still practicing. It's not a waste of time."

"what does that mean?"

Hongying pursed her lips and smiled: "We get along every day, and the more we see each other, the more we like each other. I don't know when the lucky star will move and we will no longer be master and disciple."

Ni Yangzhou didn't quite understand. A master and a disciple are a master and a disciple, so how could they become a couple? But since the other party was so much older than him, perhaps he had thought it through.

The young man stopped thinking about it and began to recall what his master had taught him yesterday, and started to circulate his spiritual power and wield the sword with great vigor.

Hongying asked while watering the plants: "How old are you? How long does it take for a mortal to grow this tall?

Three years? You were three years old? "

Ni Yangzhou shook his head, and found the cherry tree spirit's calculation method interesting: "People don't grow as fast as trees. I am ten years old."

Hongying said, "Oh——" and said, "Then I am much older than you."

"I like you very much. You don't act like a child."

This was the second person who told him that she liked him. Ni Yangzhou knew that the liking Hongying expressed was quite different from her liking for Haoping. The boy's ears blushed when he received such kindness.

"Arms straight."

Yan Congzhi suddenly appeared behind Ni Yangzhou, scaring the young man so much that he almost dropped the sword in his hand.

When Hongying saw the stern-looking Guanjiao Zhenren coming out, she quickly sprinkled the water and ran out of the pharmacy carrying the empty bucket.

The girl turned around and gave Ni Yangzhou a look, as if to say that she would come to see him again, but when she turned her head, she was met with Guanjiao Zhenren's gaze, which was almost freezing.

Hongying ignored the rules on the mountain and subconsciously used her spiritual energy to slip away like a meteor.

Ni Yangzhou's arm was held flat by the master, who tapped along his forearm with two slender fingers: "Focus."

The sweat on the boy's face broke out again: "Disciple knows his mistake."

Yan Congzhi didn't think he was eavesdropping, it's just that the two people whispering outside were so loud that he couldn't help but listen.

"Don't learn from that Sakura spirit. Only by keeping yourself clean and concentrating your mind can you make progress. Love affairs will only slow down your sword's speed."

Ni Yangzhou wanted to retort, but Yan Congzhi adjusted his position and hit him with a long bamboo stick, so he couldn't say anything.

As the breeze blew by, the fragrance of the cherry blossoms gradually dissipated, leaving only the scent of bamboo leaves still lingering.

Yan Congzhi walked out of the medicine garden. He received a message that he needed to go down the mountain to do some work. Halfway through his walk, he suddenly turned back and said, "Although you need to practice, don't forget to have breakfast."

Ni Yangzhou was stunned for a moment, then he smiled brightly, showing his teeth.