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Chapter 40: Dean, Old Daoist, Little Ancestor

It was just dawning this morning.

The cold dew and frost quietly lay on the branches and leaves of plants, and the soil in the entire Bodhi Garden was wet and soft. Not long after, the sun rose from the east, and the temperature of the sunlight made the frost turn into rain and dew. The breeze blew, and the rain and dew came from those

The branches and leaves slide down, dripping into the earth and into the soil.

Like the new lotus after the rain, all kinds of vegetables and fruits in the garden are green. They have just been washed by the rain and dew and look very fresh and clean.

This Bodhi Garden is one of the forbidden areas of Bodhi Academy. In the past, only Dean Zhuang could enter and exit the entire academy at will. Even the person who was less than one person from the Bodhi Academy, who was less than ten thousand people from the Bodhi Academy, could not enter this place.

garden.

Of course, one of the reasons is that Wuxiangdao Sect had no interest in coming to wander around in this Bodhi Garden.

Because in addition to being the private residence of President Zhuang, Bodhi Garden is also a farm.

There are many vegetables and fruits planted inside, and there are even a large area of ​​rice and rice crops.

The president of the dignified Bodhi Academy and a great figure who exists in the legend actually cultivated this farm with his own hands. Every grass, tree, vegetable and rice inside is the result of his careful cultivation.

Since Bodhi Academy recruited new students and Dean Zhuang personally brought Princess Ningxue and her maid from the Dayan Empire with a letter of recommendation, this deserted Bodhi Garden has finally added to the deceased Bodhi Garden.

It was a bit noisy and welcomed the second, third and even fourth owner of the manor.

Two of them are naturally Xueer and Linger, and the fourth person in Bodhi Garden who was allowed to enter by Dean Zhuang was the crazy old Taoist, Yi Xingchuan.

The sun evaporated the dewdrops in the garden, and the soil on the ground was no longer wet and no longer stuck to shoes. At the end of the manor, a tall figure carried a hoe and entered his eyes under the golden sunlight.

The visitor was the dean of Bodhi Academy, the only dean, Zhuang Daoxuan.

President Zhuang is very tall. Even after countless spring and autumn, his tall body still looks very strong.

However, on this sunny and sunny morning, the dean's face did not look very good, and it was a little less complexion than usual. I wonder if it was because he didn't sleep well last night.

"Oh, this little girl has been making a fuss for another night last night. I am so old, I have insomnia, dreams, and poor sleep quality. Now it's good. Since this girl was taken to me, this dean has been at ease.

I haven't had a good sleep. I've been in a state of obviously worse than before these days." He carried a hoe, yawned, and had two dark circles of eyes, complaining with grievances in his heart.

The dean carried a basket behind the garden gate, walked around several bends, and came to a field of dragon beard and vegetable fields with a familiar way. He began to use his hoe he had accompanied him for many years to dig vegetables.

"Dragon bearded vegetables, phoenix tail shrimps, pond lotus, refreshing breeze, jade belt shrimps, braised civets..."

"Dragon bearded vegetables, phoenix tail shrimps, pond lotus, refreshing breeze, jade belt shrimps, braised civets..."

While digging dragon beard vegetables, Dean Zhuang was also talking about some vegetable names and red fruits from time to time, as if he was afraid that he would forget to miss something.

Although as the dean of Bodhi Academy, hundreds of vegetables, fruits and melons were planted in the garden, and a fish pond was built privately. However, the dean has always been immersed in the Liuzimen farming family and is farming.

During the autumn harvest, I understand the flow path and feel at ease. When did I become a chef and cook so many delicious dishes that I have never heard of?

The more President Zhuang thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

It feels like he has almost gone from an old farmer to a chef since he accepted such a talented disciple.

The most important thing is that he had to do these dishes by himself, from picking to cleaning to cooking, every step requires him to study them with both hands.

If this is known by the students and the six-character sect masters inside and outside the Bodhi Academy, I am afraid that the entire Bodhi Academy will be in panic.

It is not impossible to even alarm the Bodhi Patriarch.

Just imagine, who can make things difficult for the entire Bodhi Academy and even the entire world to make things difficult for this dean, who is known as the first person below the level of God's Induction, and even make the latter unable to have a temper and obey the rules?

No.

Absolutely not.

But now, in this Bodhi Garden, there is such a person.

The dean mechanically repeated the names of dishes. After digging the dragon beard, he went to the small pond to catch the so-called phoenix-tail shrimp, and then wandered to another vegetable field and continued to dig the vegetables.

I don’t know when the second figure appeared in the Bodhi Garden.

Also an old man.

Compared to the mud covered with Dean Zhuang, the old man's clothes were clean, but they were ragged.

The old man was wearing a not-tidy Taoist robe, wandering around the garden.

I didn't know where I picked up another hoe, but the old man began to imitate the dean. When he walked to a vegetable field, he started chopping vegetables without saying a word.

So after a while, the small vegetable field became withered, with rotten leaves everywhere and destroyed vegetables everywhere.

The old man seemed to have a lot of fun.

Then he walked to the pond and began to use the hoe in his hand to hit the fish wandering leisurely in the pond.

The splash of water made a lot of noise, and finally alarmed the dean whose body was blocked by the fruit trees in the distance.

Dean Zhuang raised his eyebrows and blew his beard and looked at it. When he saw the crazy figure, he almost became furious.

The dean blew his beard and stared at him, "Yi Xingchuan, you are the guy who knows how to see the stars in your life... who asked you to come to my vegetable garden?"

This crazy old Taoist is naturally Yi Xingchuan.

The old Taoist who saw anyone in Bodhi City, and who would look at someone for a disagreement, and then concluded that he was not the old Taoist who was in the pool.

In fact, unlike Luo Changfeng and his classmates, Yi Xingchuan is crazy and crazy, so it is impossible for him to be admitted to Bodhi Academy in a regular manner. The reason for entering the academy is that someone in Bodhi Academy is responsible for secretly guarding him.

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Especially in recent times, the world has not seemed very peaceful. Wuxiang Dao Sect was seriously injured by the leader of the Demon Sect who was resurrected from death. The Great Yan Empire has just experienced a disaster. There are strange young men in the demon clan entering the world... What happened?

It seems to be unrelated, but in fact, in the eyes of these big figures, it seems to indicate that some major event is coming.

As the dean of Bodhi Academy, Zhuang Daoxuan had to pay attention to this point.

Although Yi Xingchuan was crazy and forgot to remember who he was in the past, his identity was too sensitive and too special. If something went wrong, the consequences would not be seen even in Bodhi Academy.

Must be able to withstand it.

So just in case, President Zhuang personally brought the old Taoist Yixingchuan to Bodhi Garden and took care of him.

Because this Bodhi Garden is protected by the formations supported by the Yizi Taoist Master, it is almost impossible to walk out of this huge garden without Zhuang Daoxuan's consent, let alone a crazy old Taoist It's right.

However, things didn't seem to be as smooth as the dean had imagined.

Yi Xingchuan is crazy and active, and once he gets addicted to something, he can't stop at all.

For this reason, this Bodhi Garden was urged by his tiring hands to spend many times.

Many of the crops, vegetables, fruits and melons that the dean personally cultivated, and the capital has suffered abuse from Yixingchuan.

So since I brought this crazy old Taoist back to the garden, the dean has to prevent rats and insects every day, and also guard against old Taoist!

Especially with a little aunt who needs to serve her, she is exhausted, exhausted, full of grievances, and miserable...

Seeing that the small fish pond was about to suffer, the dean had to use his trump card and point it in. A cold light flew out from somewhere, crossing the air, carrying a low sword. The chanting sound flew past the garden.

That's a sword.

A sword that is extremely sharp and majestic.

After hearing the low sword roar, the crazy old Taoist Yi Xingchuan unexpectedly stopped the continuous destruction of the pond in his hand, but looked at the sky with a solemn look and witnessed a cold light. The long sword flew past.

The old Taoist Yi Xingchuan shouted, and simply threw away the hoe in his hand, waved his hand and chased towards the long sword that had passed over his head.

Yi Xingchuan’s old Taoist is crazy, but he is only obsessed with Jian.

As long as he sees the sword, he will fall into a state of obsession and even madness, and will not be disturbed by anyone outside.

The dean knows who the crazy old Taoist is, so he naturally knows the reason.

So a farce of a crazy old Taoist chasing swords in the garden was staged in Bodhi Garden.

The dean finally felt relieved and relieved.

I thought to myself that it was true that I could use a sword to make this crazy old Taoist peaceful for a while.

Blood dripped in his heart, and he wanted to cry without tears. When he was about to look at the pond that was tortured, a sound came from behind him.

It's Ling'er's voice.

"Sir, my lady said that she suddenly didn't want to eat dragon-bearded phoenix-tail shrimps, she wanted to eat beggar chicken and snowflake cake. Otherwise, she wouldn't learn your trick of "Liuzi."

Ling'er stood respectfully behind the dean, not daring to neglect the etiquette.

After conveying Xueer's meaning, he bowed again and left the garden.

President Zhuang turned his back to Ling'er and his body was a little stiff.

The snow-white eyebrows were trembling a little.

After taking a deep breath, he turned around and brought the basket of vegetables, then placed the vegetable basket at the entrance of the garden, picked a new basket again, entered the peach blossom forest, and picked peach blossoms.

When the dean thought of catching chickens after picking peach blossoms, he felt a sense of grief of survival without desire.

Not long after, Ling'er's figure appeared in the peach blossom forest again: "Director, my lady suddenly didn't want to eat anything again. She wanted to meet someone. She said that if you don't agree to her, you'll be done. She will not learn from your Liuzi’s tricks.”

Ling'er respectfully bid farewell to the dean.

The dean stood in the peach blossom forest with a little stiff body.

He looked at the crazy old Taoist Yi Xingchuan still tirelessly chasing the flying sword that had been spinning in the garden, and he couldn't help but remember the scene when he first saw his disciple.

He has lived for so long and has never met anyone who is qualified to be his apprentice.

Until when he saw Xueer in Zizhuxuan, his wise eyes could see that Xueer was gifted and had a destined fate with him.

He knew that his cultivation would not be obscured by history.

He Zhuang Daoxuan can finally have a successor.

No one could imagine his mood at that time.

But why did the facts change after entering the Bodhi Garden? When did it start that my teacher, who was rare in a century, suddenly became an old slave who is a cow and a horse?

Thinking of my experience since the moon and touching my increasingly thin belly, Dean Zhuang looked up at the sky, and his heart was filled with tears and tears: "God, have I accepted an apprentice or worship me."

A little ancestor…”

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