"This expert, not only does he have good handwriting and superb drawing skills, but he also has a dignified appearance.”
"Who knows how many girls in the surrounding few miles have secretly fallen in love with him.”
The Lady Boss kept saying this, praising that expert as if he was in the sky and not on earth.
Zhou Mengyao and Ge Lan looked at each other and saw a smile in each other's eyes.
Forget it, the lady boss probably misunderstood her.
The expert she was looking for was an extremely powerful person.
He wasn't a hermit who was proficient in the four arts and played around in the mortal world every day.
Of the two, one was an old monster who had an endless lifespan and could make an empire bow its head.
As for the other one, he could only be considered a scholar at best. How could he enter their eyes?
"Auntie, you might have missed…"
Zhou Mengyao said with a smile. At the same time, her eyes inadvertently looked at the signboard that the teahouse owner was pointing at.
Instantly, she was stunned and swallowed the rest of her words.
Her delicate face revealed a puzzled expression, then a dazed expression, and finally a joyful expression.
Princess, what's wrong?"
Seeing the princess stop talking, Gilen asked curiously, looking in the direction of the princess's gaze.
She was also stunned on the spot.
How was this just ordinary writing?
This was clearly using calligraphy to outline the Dao rhythm.
Between each stroke, there was an invisible Taoist charm. It was like a peerless swordsman using the meaning of calligraphy to describe his supreme sword path.
There was a shocking sword technique hidden in this calligraphy!
Unfortunately, her cultivation was not enough and she could not fully comprehend it.
Zhou Mengyao was excited.
The expert that the lady boss of the teahouse was talking about must be the hermit mighty figure that everyone was talking about.
"What do you think? These words are not bad, right?"
"Even someone like me, who doesn't know how to read, feels that the words on this board are especially good.”
"That Little Brother Ye is not only a reclusive expert, but he is also a very good person. He wrote this plaque for me for free, not taking a single cent.”
When the Lady Boss saw their expressions, she thought that they were also amazed because of the good handwriting.
She seized the opportunity to praise Ye QingChen again.
"Little Brother Ye?" Zhou Mengyao and Ge Lan were stunned.
Wasn't it a senior mighty figure?
"Yes, that hermit looks to be in his twenties, not much older than you.”
"He's especially kind and charitable. When he meets people who need help, he will help them. Everyone is very respectful to him.”
"Because his surname is Ye, we all call him Little Brother Ye.”The lady boss nodded and explained.
Zhou Mengyao finally understood.
It must be Senior playing around and not revealing his identity as a mighty figure.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, he was just an ordinary hermit who was proficient in talent.
Otherwise, even if the Lady Boss had the guts, she wouldn't dare to call Senior Little Brother Ye.
Thinking of this, Zhou Mengyao quickly said,"Auntie, the expert you mentioned is the person we're looking for.”
"May I ask where I can find him?”
"Oh, that place is not far from here.”
"Follow the main road to the east. In about an hour, you will see the mountain where he lives.”
"Thank you, Auntie."
Zhou Mengyao and Ge Lan thanked him and left in a hurry after leaving the money.
"These two girls left in a hurry.”
"I'm afraid she's taken a fancy to that Little Brother Ye.”
The Lady Boss muttered to herself. She glanced at the table and saw a large gold ingot.
Her eyes immediately lit up, and she took two steps forward to put the ingot into her bag.
"These two ladies are quite generous.”
He was probably from a wealthy family. The Lady Boss thought to herself.
…
Meanwhile, on the mountain.
After two days of continuous cultivation, Han Li had already finished renovating a small area.
He sprinkled some more seeds and watered them with rain. Now, some small seedlings had already grown.
Looking at the results of his hard work, Han Li felt a sense of accomplishment. However, he still could not understand why his master wanted him to reclaim the wasteland.
What was his master's intention?
After a busy morning, Han Li sat down on a rock to rest. At the same time, he kept thinking.
Could it be that you just want me to plant more fruits and vegetables and not waste these fields?
That shouldn't be the case.
"Wait?"
Abandoned! A bolt of lightning flashed across Han Li's heart.
The reason why my cultivation progress is so slow now is because my aptitude is too poor and I lack resources.
Just like these abandoned lands, if no one cultivated them, they would never grow fruits.
What his master meant was that if he wanted to change this situation, he had to rely on external help. It was useless to rely on his own cultivation.
"But where can I borrow strength from?”
An idea flashed through Han Li's mind, but he could not figure it out at the last step.
"Master doesn't have the intention of directly attacking, so it's obviously impossible for this external force to be borrowed from Master.”
"Moreover, Master can help me for a while, but he can't help me forever.”
"In that case, I can only seek my own opportunities.”
"But the world is vast. Where should I find opportunities?”
"Even if a powerful senior left behind a grotto-heaven, with my current strength, it would probably be very difficult for me to obtain any benefits from it.”
Han Li thought about it for a while, and then he became even more distressed.
Therefore, he simply stood up and continued to reclaim the abandoned land to vent the frustration in his heart.
This time, he had just waved the hoe.
Then, he heard a clang.
He seemed to have hit something hard.
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