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Chapter 68 The Lantern Festival

But when Fang Zelin leaned forward on the beauty, he looked down and noticed the lanterns below.

There are countless lanterns hanging in the streets and alleys, and all kinds of lanterns are hanging high at this moment.

"Hey, this is the Lantern Festival?"

Looking down and looking carefully, suddenly the name of the Lantern Festival came to mind.

In this way, it was the beginning of spring a few days ago.

Actually, the beginning of spring has already passed, and the Spring Festival has not even passed.

Fang Zelin thought for a while, and then he smiled. He was used to it by himself, but sometimes he would avoid thinking about this Spring Festival.

lest a person feel too alone.

Now I have seen it a lot. If there is a chance, let’s spend this year’s Spring Festival.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but continue to look down at the lantern below.

In Yunjing City, the Lantern Festival is still very lively.

But the beginning of spring has passed, and it is time for spring ploughing.

Now I have to go back to take care of Lingdao under Yingping Peak.

After contemplating this, Fang Zelin also knew that it was time for him to leave.

Although no other immortal cultivators have yet been found, in the past year or so, there has been a little gain.

First of all, the cultivation base has improved a lot. Since there is no information to refer to, Fang Zelin does not know what realm he is in.

The other is to get a sword, this sword already contains wisdom, which is very good.

Another thing is, I got a book of Yin Shitong chapter, which records the various rules of Yin Shi, as well as a little magic.

As such, it looks like a lot of gains.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin was instantly satisfied.

Asking Xiao Er to serve a bowl of Lantern Festival, Fang Zelin savored it carefully while watching the fireworks set off in the distance and the dancing lions.

"It's really a night of fish and dragon dance."

After a bowl of Lantern Festival, Fang Zelin went to the street to eat some snacks for sale, and then returned to the inn to rest.

The next day.

Fang Zelin washed and checked out of the room, and walked in the direction of Anzi County with a little luggage.

After leaving Jingyun City, after walking for a while, I immediately saw countless people outside the city bending over to plant rice.

Stepping on the muddy field under his feet, he didn't care about the cold field water.

Among them, there was a woman with a baby on her back, but she was still bending over to plant rice seedlings. After a while, she saw thin sweat on her forehead.

The baby in the back is still sleeping at the moment, probably the mother is still comforting him while planting rice, and the baby still has a smile on his face in his sleep.

Fang Zelin stopped slightly when he saw this.

Then he sighed softly and waved his sleeves lightly.

The spiritual power in the body swayed out at this moment, and in a short time, it covered all the fields in front of him.

After the spiritual power was sprinkled, it was absorbed by the seedlings in the field one by one.

With the effect of this spiritual power, these seedlings will grow stronger and stronger, and will not collapse when the wind blows.

In addition, this year's harvest can also be much better.

After Fang Zelin sprinkled spiritual power on the seedlings in front of him one by one, he stopped, "At the end of the road, there is not much that can be done, and this is the only way to go."

After he finished speaking, he looked at a snail on the ridge under his feet, and after giving a little spiritual power, he put it back into the field.

After doing this, Fang Zelin went back to Anzi County.

On the road, he saw people farming, and Fang Zelin was not stingy, and poured some spiritual energy into the seedlings.

After more than ten days passed, Fang Zelin returned to Yingping Peak.

Seeing everything familiar here, Fang Zelin suddenly smiled.

At this time, the spiritual power on his body was already running low, and it was all spilled into the fields along the way. On the way back, he was worried that there were goblins, and he did not cultivate, so the spiritual power had not recovered.

But now it's back.

Fang Zelin looked at the Yongding River in front of him, performed the Supreme Induction Chapter, and then stepped on the water.

When he stepped on it, it was as if he was stepping on the ground.

Stepping on the water, Fang Zelin came directly to the opposite bank.

In a small wooden house, there are a few bamboos next to it that look lush, which was planted by Fang Zelin before.

A little in front of the cabin is a small field.

And the spiritual rice in the field is still growing extremely strong at this moment.

Fang Zelin smiled when he saw this.

Ling rice is different from other seedlings. It needs to be cut after one season of growth.

This spiritual rice can obviously continue to grow.

"Crash."

As if sensing Fang Zelin's return, the dozen or so spiritual rice plants in front of him suddenly moved with the wind, making a series of sounds like branches shaking.

"Okay, I don't have any spiritual power anymore. I'll start practicing when I turn around and give you some spiritual power."

After cultivating the Supreme Induction Chapter, Fang Zelin can also feel a little of this Lingdao's thoughts now.

After seeing this and comforting him, he turned back to the cabin and cleaned the room.

After making sure that everything was cleaned up, Fang Zelin clapped his hands and looked at his residence with great satisfaction.

After all, this is my own house.

After doing this, Fang Zelin immediately sat down in the room with his knees cross-legged, and immediately began to meditate and practice.

When Fang Zelin had just started to practice, the surrounding spiritual energy immediately emerged.

At this moment, the rice field outside was shaking with joy and making rustling noises.

The sword standing beside Fang Zelin also began to absorb spiritual energy at this moment. It was originally the sword of a large professional refining aura.

After sensing that Lingdao outside was also absorbing spiritual energy, he hesitated and slowed down the spiritual energy he absorbed.

If it absorbs this, there will be absolutely no spiritual energy left with Fang Zelin.

Forget it, it's time to take care of Lingdao outside.

With spiritual energy overflowing, Fang Zelin practiced cross-legged, only to see a little spiritual light appearing on the surface all over his body.

Fang Zelin's face didn't look too brilliant at first, but now he saw that his face was full of charm, and there was a faint sense of fairy spirit rushing towards his face.

When the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, there was a sense of intimacy.

With Fang Zelin's cultivation, the rice leaves outside of Lingdao became more and more green.

And the stem of Lingdao also became more and more sturdy.

One day passed, and when Fang Zelin woke up from his practice, it was already three poles in the sun.

Fang Zelin came to the pool to wash up, and then came to Lingdao.

"Hey, there are a lot of new plants?"

Fang Zelin swept his eyes, and immediately saw that there were a lot of spiritual plants next to Lingdao. These Lingdao seedlings were still young, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't really see them.

He took a step forward and pulled it, exposing the seedling.

Lingdao had no intention of resisting this, and let Fang Zelin pull his rice leaves.

"Yes, it seems that we can have more harvests this year."

Fang Zelin counted them carefully, and he smiled happily when there were six more seedlings.

(End of this chapter)