I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 16 Goodbye Tan Ying
Two months later, there was a towering high mountain with green peaks surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were occasional birdsong and animal sounds, and the fairy air was floating.

"Die again!"

A mournful cry, like a roar, pierced the sky high, disturbing the tranquility of the fairyland, and startled a group of birds to fly.

The flock of birds, which had been nourished by spiritual energy for a long time, became more intelligent, and found that there was no danger, and landed on the bushes with dissatisfaction. The suspicious little beans looked at the strange female cultivator on the ground.

For twenty days in a row, this strange female nun came here every day to play with the soil, flowers and plants, and muttered something. For most of the day, she wailed like just now, counting, at least ten times.

Scared the birds to death.

It's a pity that the strange female nun couldn't understand the chirping and cursing of the birds, and squatted on the ground with her legs crossed, dragging her white martial arts uniform on the muddy ground mercilessly.

"What went wrong?"

She asked herself to water and loosen the soil, breathe out spiritual energy...all of them were done step by step according to the exercises, and she almost begged her grandpa to tell her grandma to make them come back to life.But why is the species not alive?
The female cultivator has fair skin, a pair of handsome and distant mountain eyebrows are tangled into a ball, and her black hair is caught in a bird's nest by her distress.There is also a gaudy jade necklace on the slender neck, and the golden silk acacia flower is in full bloom and stars, making it look extraordinarily wealthy and compelling.

It was Zhang Zheng who practiced in Shisanmai Mountain two months ago.

As for why she went to the mountains to water flowers and plant grass while she was practicing? It's a long story, but it's easy to summarize.

In short, "Neutralization and Huasheng Jue" is somewhat similar to the general domineering side-leakage exercises.

In addition to guiding the movement of spiritual energy to achieve supreme strength, general powerful exercises also need to find treasures with specific attributes or functions to supplement their cultivation.This is the same as "Neutralization and Transformation Art", but the small difference is that it doesn't need to look for rare treasures specially, it only needs some materials that can be found anywhere.

"Neutralization and Transformation of Life" Xiusheng unexpectedly complements Zhang Zheng's Taoism, perhaps this is God's will in the dark.

And the first step of the training is also the simplest step, which is to cultivate life.

Zhang Zheng originally thought that it would take less than two days. After all, there is no restriction on the variety of kung fu, which means that even if it is just an ordinary grass, it can be ripened with spiritual energy. Logically speaking, it can grow into a normal grass in a day or two.

Cultivation is not enough, and growing vegetables is not enough.

Back then, she begged with an old beggar, went to many farmers' homes, helped people dig the ground, and sowed seeds. Later, in order to survive, she planed all the wild vegetables in the nearby Sanpi Mountains.

I haven't eaten pork and I haven't seen a pig run away.

Zhang Zheng was full of confidence. According to the exercises, he used spiritual energy to catalyze the saplings. He thought that he could see a lush young tree in two days.

As a result, two days later, the originally strong saplings became weak overnight, with leaves, branches and roots dead.

One accident was not enough to break her mentality. In the next ten days, she changed flowers, grasses, saplings, wild grains, and spiritual plants with spiritual energy, and even worked hard day and night to guard them.

Without exception, if you persist for only two or three days, you will surely die.

This blow is not insignificant.

Zhang Zheng almost wondered if he was not born with the talent to grow vegetables.

Like a dead spirit grass in the ground, her mood drooped too, nothing could be worse than a dead heart.

Forget it, don't be in a hurry...

While comforting himself, Zhang Zheng dug out the dead spirit grass and threw it to the curious birds on the tree.After all, she was the one who had watered the spiritual grass with spiritual energy for so long, and even after she died, there was still some pure spiritual power left in her body, which was a good thing for birds and beasts with half-wisdom.

A nimble and strong little bird snatched away the spirit grass quickly with its eyes and mouth, and the flock of birds chased after it and fluttered away.

One more day, the trip to the Dongfu in March should be over, and I will practice again at the end to experience the flushing of this rich spiritual energy.

Zhang Zheng stood up slowly, pretending to pat the plaster stained on his clothes, and straightened his hair.

In the short term, she doesn't have the money to rent a cave here.

The next day, Zhang Zheng left Shisanmai Mountain and went back to the small courtyard first.

I didn't see the figures of the two little girls from the same courtyard. They haven't drawn their breath into their bodies yet. They should have gone to the teaching hall to listen to the lectures of the senior brothers and sisters.

To avoid embarrassment face to face, Zhang Zheng quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Maybe it's because when I was begging when I was young, I was forced to flatter others, but I was often beaten, scolded and disgusted. Later, I didn't like to talk to people, and gradually, I became unsociable.

In the yard, the osmanthus tree grows extremely strong, with lush green branches and leaves, dotted with golden flowers, blooming lively and prosperously.

Zhang Zheng stood under the tree, looking up for a long time in a trance, his eyes wandering, he didn't know where to fall, until an osmanthus flower just fell on the tip of her nose, and the light osmanthus fragrance penetrated through the nasal cavity, faintly falling into the tip of her heart, which made her heart ache Trembling, it is the decline of life under the prosperity, the decline is so fragrant and beautiful, it makes people's heart tremble.

The Dao that she has experienced in various ways is slowly affecting her, making her approach the Dao bit by bit.

For some reason, Zhang Zheng accidentally picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus flower on the tip of his nose in this trance-like tremor, and dug a small pit right here, under the flourishing osmanthus tree, and buried the little flower.

Will it ever bloom?

Zhang Zheng woke up from the trance, smiled self-deprecatingly, and asked a strange question.

Forget it, try again.Thinking this way, Zhang Zheng took another ordinary weed from the storage bag. Weeds have the most tenacious vitality. They can dig out a way out of corners of walls and ruins on stone slabs, but it happened to suffer Waterloo in Zhang Zheng's hands.

She also tried planting without using exercises, but she could indeed survive, but it was of no benefit to her. What she needed was to use exercises to grow something alive!
While lamenting, he skillfully dug pits and planted grass with his hands, and then performed the exercises to slowly linger pure spiritual energy on it.

A set of operations is smooth and smooth, with a fairy-tale and relaxed appearance, and it's no wonder she has planted it so many times, at least she pretends to be full.

martial arts arena.

This is the second time Zhang Zheng has come to the Martial Arts Arena. The first time it was an outside test to see others fighting on stage, but this time he had to play by himself.

In order to facilitate the disciples to choose the object of the competition, and also to encourage the disciples to go further in the fighting method.There is a huge screen in the middle of the martial arts arena, which shows the rankings of the disciples who have participated in the martial arts arena in the past five years. From high to low, there are only a hundred rankings in total.

There are tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, and those who can make it to the list are all the strong ones in the outer sect.

Zhang Zheng just came to find a fellow student to compete with to make up for the student test that he missed before. There is no hero on this list that she can imagine.

She is very self-aware of her own strength, and it is absolutely impossible to challenge her by leapfrogging, and there is only a [-]-[-] chance of winning among her peers.

Which fellow should I find?
Zhang Zheng watched five competitions in a row and reckoned the strength between himself and his peers on the stage. The gap was not that big. If he tried his best, he could win on the seventh floor.

In terms of cultivation level and experience in fighting monsters, Zhang Zheng was sure that he would definitely be among the best in his class.But fighting skills don't just talk about these two things, the same level of cultivation is more about spells and equipment.

"Senior Sister Zhang, are you here to find someone to compete with?"

Just as Zhang Zheng was thinking, a gentle but very familiar voice approached from a distance.

Xiaojiabiyu's pitiful face, a pair of slender willow eyebrows slightly frowning like worry, isn't it Tan Ying.

I couldn't see the person's cultivation clearly. It seemed that after so many years, her cultivation had improved a lot.

Because of the trip to the cave, Zhang Zheng felt inexplicably unhappy with Tan Ying, so he replied indifferently: "The outer sect only talks about cultivation, senior sister Tan should stop calling me that."

Tan Ying saw her indifference, and bent her lips indifferently, but with a sad look on her face, Qi Qi said: "Why is Senior Sister Zhang so close to Yingying?"

When did I get to know you well? Zhang Zheng didn't want to talk to her anymore, so he turned around and left.

A sharp golden light suddenly struck from behind, directly hitting her calf.

Zhang Zheng reacted quickly and dodged sideways, looking back sullenly at the person who attacked secretly. The attack was fierce and full of golden spirit. If she couldn't dodge in time, her whole calf should be smashed at this moment.

That man was a male cultivator, standing half a step behind Tan Ying, crossed his hands proudly, with a sneering expression, and preemptively asked the blame: "It's your honor for Senior Sister Tan to talk to you, do you still dare to leave?"

Since I am Tan Ying's dog leg, I think everyone is like him?
Zhang Zheng was about to be laughed at by him. Although she was not very strong in the outer sect, and she didn't like to fight, she really thought that she would become a sick cat if she didn't show off her power.

With a turn of his right hand, a dagger covered in blue light suddenly appeared, pointing straight at the male cultivator, the tip of the knife was covered with cold sharpness.

(End of this chapter)