MTL - Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years-Chapter 1 Disguised Holy Land【Ginseng Fruit Garden】

  Chapter 1 Pretend Holy Land【Ginseng Orchard】

   Jin State, the first year of Yongsui.

   Zhuoguang Mountain.

   It is the late autumn season, the weather turns cooler, and the forest trails are covered with hoarfrost.

   "Brother, why do we have to fetch water from the foot of the mountain every day and pour it into this useless dry well?"

  Two young men in blue Taoist robes appeared on the mountain road, rolling up their sleeves with both arms and picking a bucket of water on each side.

   The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is very simple.

Zhang Ming looked at him and said, "Junior Brother Qingquan, we cultivators who do not do anything are doing something, and doing something means doing nothing. The process of carrying water to mountains and irrigating dry wells seems to be inactive, but in fact there is something, and it seems like something has something to do. , in fact do nothing.”

   "This is the way of nature, do you understand?"

   He has been in this world for three years.

   accomplishes nothing.

   However, his appearance is extremely handsome, under the bun, his eyebrows are like willow leaves, and his eyes are like stars.

   Both are Taoist priests of Lingshu Temple on Zhuoguang Mountain, one Taoist name is "Qinghui" and the other Taoist name "Qingquan".

   Qingquan was speechless: "Senior brother, I don't understand."

   Zhang Ming was helpless, his shoulders sank, he dropped the bucket steadily, sat down on the steps, and criticized: "Junior Brother, I have to talk about you well!"

   "I ask you, who dug the dry well on this mountain?"

  Qingquan glanced at the dry well 30 steps away, the frost was cool and the dew slipped, and he staggered between his head and almost fell. He quickly imitated Zhang Ming and put down the bucket.

   "Senior brother, this place where birds often poop, who will come over, is naturally dug by our ancestors of Lingshuguan."

   Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Then let me ask you again, how did our master explain before his death?"

   Qingquan scratched his head and recalled: "Uh... Master said, take care of... Take care of your junior brother?"

   Zhang Ming glared at him: "The last sentence!"

  Qingquan continued to recall and said, "It seems to be 'Follow the precepts of the ancestors, and do not live in a dry well, and do not enter the world'."

   Zhang Ming clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's not over, you said that Master, his old man lives alone... guarding the Taoist temple, and dying at the end of his life, that's fine. How old are we both?"

   "Twenty! It's just a wild ride, isn't it? It's a great time to travel around the world, preaching and giving, do you want to stay on the mountain for a lifetime? You don't want to go down the mountain?"

   Qingquan's eyes lit up, and he asked Ai Ai regularly, "Senior brother, do you think there are really three-mouthed girls in Nanling City?"

  Zhang Ming kicked him: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, bring water! I tell you, it's just a trip away!"

   Qingquan pouted and picked up the bucket.

  Senior brother will lie, saying that this dry well is filled with a thousand buckets of water, and it can be revitalized. Haha, who would believe it!

  If he was alive, he would roll down this mountain.

   Zhang Ming also picked up the water and walked up step by step, one thousand buckets of water, two hundred and fifty days, one day, four buckets a day, really tired, but there is no way!

   He stared slightly, and a line of small words appeared in front of him.

  【Beginner Task】The Full Moon Well on Zhuoguang Mountain has been dry for many years because no one is nourishing it. Take 1,000 barrels of water from Qianling Lake at the foot of the mountain, and irrigate it continuously into the well, no less than 1 barrel and no more than 4 barrels a day, so that it can be revitalized

  【Current progress】996/1000

   He didn't know what the quest reward was.

   But three years of nothing made him know that if he didn't complete this novice task, he would get nothing.

   He also thought about it before, things like golden fingers are only used by miserable traversers, and the truly awesome traversers are sent to the door by the system and can't be seen.

   Abandonment is like walking on shoes, and the system must kneel and beg to recognize the Lord.

   The prince and general, I would rather have a seed!

   Is Zhang Ming worse than others? He is talented and intelligent, and he can completely conquer and change the world by relying on his physical knowledge, poetry and songs from his previous life.

   But, it turns out, he thinks too much.

   Today's female emperor ascends the throne, and the country is called "Yongsui", but the current situation is turbulent, bandits are rampant, and demons are raging on all sides.

  Therefore, he had to live in the Lingshu Temple honestly, euphemistically called "Follow the precepts of the ancestors".

   "Senior brother, don't be stunned, I'm all done!"

   Qingquan's thick voice woke him up.

   Zhang Ming looked at the dry well, excited and excited, poured these two buckets of water, and he could complete the novice task!

   Not sure what I can get?

   He picked up a bucket of water and poured it into the dry well. The sound of falling into the water was like a morning bell and a twilight drum.

  Qingquan picked up another bucket, got together with him, and called, "Senior brother, I'll help you!"

   The sense of sacred solemnity was shattered by him.

   At this time, Zhang Ming's heart sounded a continuous beep.

  【Congratulations on completing the novice task! 】

  【God-level anti-sign-in system is on! 】

  【You got a chance to draw a lottery! 】

  Qingquan seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and suddenly shouted: "Senior brother! Look! How did the empty pool under the cliff produce water!"

   Something was a surprise.

At a critical moment like   , Zhang Ming couldn't help but want to press the "Maskey" junior brother, who has been destroying the style of painting, jumping up and down, into the water for a quiet meeting.

  This dry well is located in the cloud pine forest on the mountainside, next to the cliffs, there is an empty pond in the shape of an abalone at the bottom, and there is a stone platform to watch the sunrise and sunset.

  Empty ponds, like dry wells, have been dry for countless years.

  However, now the bottom of the pool is producing clear water at a speed visible to the naked eye, not even reaching the ankle in the blink of an eye.

   This is not over yet. Two holes on the cliff vibrate softly, and two streams of water spew out of them and fall into the pool.

  The mountain stream is full of springs, and the empty pools return water!

   Zhang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Idiot, go and pull the well rope twice to see if there is water in the bucket?"

   Qingquan was unknown, so he ran to the dry well, Gululu pulled the well rope, and the water bucket rose quickly.

   Then, he froze!

   "This... this is out of the water!"

   Qingquan subconsciously looked at the mountain road, trembling a little.

  My mouth is a bit poisonous.

   Zhang Ming said, not surprised: "What's so surprising, this dry well is connected to an empty pond and a mountain stream. We have carried too much water, which has aroused the groundwater in the mountains."

   "The place that was originally dry and blocked was washed away by the current, and the passage was naturally revitalized. This may be what our ancestors looked like when they built it three hundred years ago!"

   Qingquan blinked and asked, "Senior brother..."

  Zhang Ming knew that he didn't understand, so he said helplessly: "In short, Daoism is natural, do you understand!"

  Qingquan nodded, as if he had found a fun toy, Gululu pulled up the sling, carried the wooden bucket, and poured it into the abalone pond, wondering if there would be any other changes.

  【God-level anti-sign-in system】

  【You can disguise the Holy Land to attract plane talents, transmigrators, rebirths, reincarnations, etc. to sign in. Every time you sign in, a 90% reward will be drawn]

  【Number of draws: 1】

  Zhang Ming was a little stunned, lying in a trough, is there any other traveler in this world?

  No, not just transmigrators!

   He suddenly felt pressure: "Lottery draw!"

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations on getting the ginseng fruit garden (pseudo), the ginseng fruit tree with the spiritual roots of the heaven and earth in the prehistoric world, signed in 10,000 times to bloom, signed in 10,000 times for results, signed in for 10,000 times to mature, smells it and prolongs life by 300 years, you can eat it Live for 4,700 years]

  [Current Status: Unmanifested]

  【Current check-in: 0/30000】

  PS: 18-year-old Mengxin wrote a book for the first time, asking for tickets

   (end of this chapter)