Lord Sovereign

"Brother, don't think too much, you can wait for a hundred years for your brother's body!" Zhang Shi joked with a haha, but he was a little choked up at the end...

Fei Hong nodded with a smile, clasped his fist at Zhang Shi, and his heart swelled. A moment later, he turned around and left...

On the way to his home, Fei Hong shed tears silently. In the past two years, too many things had happened. Grandpa's death and the separation from Li Ling and Bai Daxia made him feel uncomfortable. The difference from Zhang Shi was like a blind medicine that finally drew his tears.

The first meeting they had in Luohan Town, when he returned the Xuan Tiejia to inform Zhang Shi, and then the encounter in Tianyuan City... and so on. Scene after scene flashed in Fei Hong's mind, and then fell to the ground with tears, just like, in honor of this sincere friendship.

On the way, passing by He's compound, Fei Hong couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw the bright lights inside. After watching for a while not far from the door, he took a step and walked towards the house.

Early the next morning, Fei Hong drove the carriage to Lingxiu Mountain. Everything he wanted to bring was put in the Qiankun Ring. In fact, there are not many, the few ice jelly stones, the black diamond, the red pot and the cauldron, plus a few handwritten recipes by Master Wu Daozi—that's all.

He knitted the white padded outer-cloak that he hadn't worn before and put it on his cotton-padded robe. At this time, he felt the temperature of the close-fitting cotton-padded robe and looked at the jade pendant hanging on his waist. …

A few days later, Fei Hong returned to Lingxiu Mountain. First, he reported to Senior Brother Liu Feng, and then return to the stone house to rest.

Turning around, Fei Hong ate breakfast and went to the chores hall.

The senior brother from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Fei Hong: "Junior Brother Fei, you've only come to receive miscellaneous tasks after a month of entry?!"

Fei Hong smiled and nodded: "It's only a few days away from a month, Senior Brother. I took care of a few things first."

"Junior Nephew Fei can choose any chores tasks."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Fei Hong, he quickly turned around and bowed: "Fei Hong pays respects to Master Dong."

The person who came was Dong Dingshan. He was mainly in charge of this kind of chores. He came to the chores hall every morning to see it. He didn't expect to meet Fei Hong today. There was an agreement between them, and of course they would not break their promise.

"I'll go get the task book right now." That senior brother was not stupid. Seeing what Dong Dingshan had said, there was no question in his tone. He turned around and went into the inner room, and soon he was holding dozens of task books.

Fei Hong was startled. So many? How could he choose! But after thinking about it, he asked, "Senior brother, do you have any jobs such as taking care of the ore warehouse or the medicine garden?"

"Yes!" Without any further delay, he picked out the basics from the task book and handed it to Fei Hong: "These are all, brother, please take a look!"

Fei Hong thanked him, opened it, and looked at the tasks one by one. Take care of the purple light bamboo forest, hand in fresh bamboo shoots and adult bamboo poles of a hundred kilograms every two years; Take care of three hundred-year-old demon plants, and plant seeds for them every year to ensure they do not fail nature; Watch over the ore field for a year to ensure that it will not be lost or damaged.

He looked at it for a long time, either not interested, or in a place where silence was a virtue, he couldn't help frowning. The senior brother glanced at Dong Dingshan, who was still standing on the side, and did not dare to say anything.

"Junior brother, you can read another one."

After waiting for a while, the senior brother finally couldn't help it and gave Fei Hong another copy. Fei Hong actually picked out a few tasks, but they were not too satisfied and were still struggling. Seeing that my brother handed over another copy, he took it with a smile.

Soon, a task that satisfied him appeared: to manage the small medicine garden and the refining room, and to hand over the prescribed number of medicinal materials and the prescribed number of finished armors every year!

This task was almost made-in-heavens for Fei Hong!

"This is it!" Fei Hong said with a smile, pointing at the mission.

When the senior saw that this junior was finally selected, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but when he saw Fei Hong's chosen mission, he took a deep breath: "About this, hmm, can junior brother choose another mission."

"Oh? Why?"

"Look at the date table on the back of this mission. It's been two years since someone took over this mission."

Seeing his brother's hesitant expression, Fei Hong became more interested: "Why is this?"

Senior Brother looked at Dong Dingshan and saw that his uncle did not change his expression, so he said: "This work is very difficult to complete. Many disciples not only did not complete it, but were also fined a lot of gold coins for not completing it on time, so the disciples who knew about it later on I don't dare to take this job. Of course, if it is arranged, I will directly hand in the gold coins that should be punished and choose another task..."

So miserable? Fei Hong smiled bitterly and said, "This is really interesting. But, senior brother, can you tell me why this task is so difficult?"

Dong Dingshan, who was on the side, seemed to be a little impatient as he waited: "Junior nephew Fei chose the mission of Brother Wu's medicine garden?"