Jiang Yun ate rice and listened to Cui Wang's complaints. He couldn't help but ask:
"Where is the foundation-building master in this medicine garden?"
Cui Wang scoffed and shook his head.
"Master Liang Cai has been in seclusion for years, cultivating arduously. He only comes out every three years to refine the Dragon Blood Pill. I don't see him much the rest of the time."
Jiang Yun felt relieved when he heard this. What he feared most was not that the foundation-building cultivator would not take care of things, but that the other party would take too much care.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun began to eat and drink with peace of mind. It had been a long time since he had eaten such a sumptuous meal.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Cui Wang and Jiang Yun came to the trunk of the dragon blood vine again.
The farmers who had been working in the fields were now waiting respectfully. There were more than a hundred of them.
"This is Junior Brother Jiang from the sect. From now on, seeing him here will be like seeing me."
After hearing Cui Wang's words, the farmers below knelt down and kowtowed, saying:
"Greetings, Master Jiang!"
"Okay, stand up!" Jiang Yun looked at the people kneeling down, frowning slightly. As a modern person, he didn't like seeing people kneeling down at every turn.
"Why don't you listen to Master Jiang?" Cui Wang saw that everyone was still lying on the ground and shouted. Everyone quickly got up and stood respectfully below. The women, young and old all lowered their heads, not daring to look up at the master at the top.
"Junior Brother Jiang, these are the sect's outer disciples."
Cui Wang pointed at the five disciples beside him and said:
"Greetings, Senior Brother Jiang!" Several outer disciples saluted respectfully.
"Greetings, fellow apprentices!"
"This is Yu Chao, my alchemy boy," Cui Wang pointed at one of the five outer disciples.
"These are all disciples of the Lingzhi Hall who belong to the same hall as my junior brother: Wei Cai, Zhu Mao, He Ge, and Dong Yi."
Jiang Yun nodded at each one of them, considering they were acquainted. These, plus the Foundation Establishment cultivator Liang Cai who was in seclusion, made up the entire C-level Twenty-Seven Medicine Garden.
That night, Jiang Yun, who was also assigned a place to live, calmed down after waving his hand to let the maid who served him leave.
"Cultivating immortality is truly full of temptations and hardships!" Jiang Yun watched the woman in gauze slowly retreat. He suppressed the burning passion in his heart. Although the women here were all mortals, they usually fed on dragon tooth rice husks. Each of them had a well-proportioned body, no weaker than the innate mortals.
But Jiang Yun didn't have that intention now. After calming down his inner turmoil, he began to meditate and practice again.
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