There was no impatient among the few people.

Digging a pond is just a place where the world is going. There is no construction period limit, no pressure to complete, and no time is needed. Therefore, the construction process is very slow, and everyone is just working slowly and chatting by the way.

Even Mu Anning, the youngest beside him, had already started playing and occasionally took out a nut from her pocket and started eating it.

Sang Ziping suddenly stopped and said:

"Mr. Fang, after this pond is dug, you can also raise some ornamental fish in it. For example, you can get some koi and put them in it. Occasionally, it will make golden red and beautiful, which will look very good."

"Well, it's not appropriate." Fang Chang shook his head while digging.

"Why?" Sang Ziping said.

"Because koi is not delicious, it's better to raise some ordinary carp."

"……rational."

Several people continued to work.

The square-delineated pond covers an area of ​​about two feet in a radius, but it is very irregular, like a cashew inlaid on a cliff.

He simply used a wooden stick to draw a circle on the ground, and then a few people dig it out.

Because of his great strength, Fang Chang works faster than the young and strong Wei He. Although Sang Ziping is almost middle-aged, he works very steadily, and he is obviously a person who works all year round.

Mu Anning was also running around, helping and playing. He picked up a small hoe and dug it a few times, and then held the basket and scooped out the soil. His mouth was not stopped eating nuts, which was full of the vitality of a young man.

After a few people were busy, it took only two or three feet to dig in this circle.

The bottom depth is consistent.

The digging soil was piled up next to it, and it was even more fluffy after being excavated. The volume of this small soil bun looks larger than that of a pit.

After looking at the sky, Fang Chang inserted the bronze shovel to the ground and said:

"It's almost noon, why don't we take a break? Mr. Sang, you can go and cook water and make some tea. You can also walk around the cliff, or play chess to relieve boredom, and go down to make some fresh prey for lunch."

"Okay, Mr. Fang, go."

Sang Ziping also put down the tools and took the two apprentices back to the house. Fang Chang took out the vine basket from the shed and placed the bronze axe in the basket. He crossed the distance several times and went down from the cliff and disappeared into the forest.

The remaining three people came to the kitchen, poked the charcoal fire in the fire pit, added firewood to reignite it, and scooped water from the water tank next to it and put it in a cauldron to cook.

At this moment, Mu Anning said:

"Master, it's really strange that Mr. Fang is acting."

Hearing the answer from his beloved little apprentice, Sang Ziping did not respond directly, but asked: "An Ning, in your opinion, what is the weirdness of Mr. Fang?"

"Well... First of all, he has a weird personality and acts very casually, and looks like, like, um, do whatever he thinks. Then he has weird behavior. It is hard to imagine that someone is in this wilderness, from scratch to make all living utensils. Of course, his white clothes should be excluded."

Sang Ziping smiled at the words of his beloved disciple and said nothing. He turned to Wei He on the side and asked:

"Wei He, what do you think?"

"I noticed one thing, Master."

Wei He had just put in a lot of effort and was holding a fruit to chew. When he heard the master’s question, he thought about it before answering:

"Mr. Fang was wearing white clothes to dig the soil, but he was not stained with dust from beginning to end. He didn't know what kind of magic he used. His cultivation was really unfathomable, and his actions were like flowing water, pleasing to the eye. Just by looking at it, you can feel that the other party is extraordinary."

Sang Ziping nodded.

He reduced the fire, used a large spoon to scoop out the boiled water from the cauldron, poured it into the teapot to brew the tea leaves. As the water vapor rolled, the mulberry covered the lid flat, and poured a cup for the two apprentices and himself next to him. The tea soup was clear green, the leaves were stretched, and the water flowed in the cup, then calmed down.

After putting the stone pottery teapot back aside, Sang Ziping said:

"In the eyes of our master, what Fang Xiansheng did is an extremely clever practice method."

"This kind of practice is mentioned in the classics in the family. This phenomenon will occur by understanding the nature of heaven and earth, and when the body and mind are in harmony with heaven and earth, and when practiced to a deep level."

"It's just that the path of cultivation that Mr. Fang takes is very particular about opportunity and nature. Without this talent, if you practice rashly, you will only live a savage."

Wei He nodded and said:

"So, Master, you said in the morning that we are not suitable to learn from Mr. Fang's practice?"

Sang Ziping admired Wei He's understanding very much, and he said happily:

"Yes, Mr. Fang is very different from ours. Although the Tao I teach is not of high level, although it is hard, tiring, slow, and even has a low success rate, it is never so talented in comparison. For you, this last point is more important than the others."

"Just work hard enough, plus a little bit of insight and inspiration, you can achieve something on the road of cultivation. For those of us with average talent, this is the difference between 'may be successful' and 'not succeeding', with a vast distance between them."

After the words came to an end, all three of them started drinking tea.

For a moment, no one spoke in the hut, and even Mu Anning sat there quietly, thinking about his thoughts.

"I'm back!"

A clear and square sound sounded in the distance.

So fast!

This is the common idea of ​​the three people in the room.

They had just boiled the small half of the cauldron water, and before they could talk a few words, Mr. Fang came back from hunting? The efficiency was a little too fast, just as quickly as the farmer said to go to his own chicken coop to catch a chicken.

The three of them stood up to greet them together.

"The immortal grows so quickly."

"Well, the mountain in the clouds is rich in resources. I caught a bamboo rat, a goat, and a few handfuls of green celery, and I ate them at noon."

The few people started to work together, cleaned up the prey, put them in the pot with water and salt, put them in wild garlic and wild ginger, and a few spices, simmered on the fire, and the aroma quickly scattered on the cliff.

After lunch, I packed up the dishes and washed them in Huanhua Creek. Sang Ziping said in the long side:

"Mr. Fang, I'm going to take two young disciples to review their homework. I've been a little abandoned these days. Fortunately, I was able to settle down today."

"Mr. Sang, please feel free."

After accusing him of guilt, Sang Ziping took his two apprentices back to the guest room to practice the guidance of his own faction.

It is completely different from what Fang Chang practices. They just sit cross-legged on their bed, holding seals in their hands, keeping their eyes closed and exercising their skills. Those with advanced cultivation like Sang Ziping occasionally have water vapor coming out of their hair, which shows how tired they are in their practice.

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The second day.

Fang Chang walked back from the big rock by Xianqi cliff and saw Sang Ziping taking Mu Anning to tinker with breakfast in the kitchen.

So he took this opportunity to set off his posture in the open space and practiced his guidance method, like a tiger pounced on a bear and a monkey climbed and a bird stood up.

Wei He was very impressed by the way he saw it.
Chapter completed!