After Xiuxian came back, I became a vegetable farmer

"Writer of novels?" Not a tomb robber? "how do you know?"

"How come I don't know, that day he was with..." Lin Hong suddenly stopped here, "Hey, who is there?" He tried hard to think back, but he just couldn't think of who was eating with Chu Jingyu that day. .

The village chief was still waiting for him to say the second half, "Who?"

"I can't remember." Lin Hong said, "Anyway, they are from our village. They sat here with me that day, and the two of them were talking about cultivation. Only after asking did I realize that what they were talking about was the content of the novel.”

The village head bit his fried dough sticks to use his brain, and asked vaguely: "If he is a writer, why does he run into the mountains all day long?"

"Looking for inspiration!" Lin Hong waved his hand, "Go ahead and eat. I can see that man can't make any waves. He is thin and weak. If he is punched, he will roll several times on the ground."

The thin and frail Chu Jingyu went up the mountain, walked along the stone steps to the depths of the mountain forest, checked that there was no one around, and ducked into the path skillfully.

It is now March, after the Jingzhe, there will be a thunderstorm, and everything will recover.

New leaves sprouted from the branches, and insects that are not afraid of the cold also drilled out from under the soil.

Chu Jingyu found his usual seat along the path. As soon as he sat down, he felt something was wrong under his buttocks. When he looked up, it turned out to be a crushed centipede, which made him scream in horror.

The centipede that obviously died tragically should be called more.

Chu Jingyu's spiritual power rioted in panic.

Although he hasn't learned any moves so far, he already has a secondary illness, so it's normal for him to create some moves by himself.

In the past, these strange so-and-so palms and such-and-such punches must have been useless and useless, but now it is different, he has spiritual power, although it is extremely small, it is already different from ordinary people.

With this palm, the small clod not far from the centipede actually started to vibrate.

Chu Jingyu keenly noticed this slight unusualness.

He remembered the previous feeling, and aimed at the clod again with his self-created palm technique, and sure enough, the clod moved again!

Who can understand the joy of seeing rewards after hard work?
It was a kind of exhilarating feeling to cheer for the self who worked so hard in the past. I really read myself right, and I really could do it!

Chu Jingyu was so happy that he wanted to do a backflip on the spot, but unfortunately he fell to the ground due to lack of ability.

Even if I fell down, even if my face was scratched, I was still happy.

It's a pity that he was withdrawn in the past, and no relatives and friends could share his happiness.

Seeing the phone dropped on the ground, he remembered that there was still Master. He sent a text message to Liao Xingxing, but the other party didn't reply for a long time.

How could Liao Xingxing reply, he was planting grass with a bitter face.

There is no master, but there are immortals, and the immortals are in the village at the foot of the mountain.

Chu Jingyu happily ran down the mountain and rushed to Lin Xian's house.

Sensing the strong emotional impact around her, Lin Xian turned into a clone to stop her in the middle.

"Immortal!" Chu Jingyu reached out to hug Lin Xian, but his hands were forced to stop when they approached Lin Xian.

Chu Jingyu, who knew her identity, accepted this forced situation well. He said excitedly: "I can control the soil!"

Even if Lin Xian heard these words, they felt unreal. What level of cultivation is yours, and you can control the soil?
Lin Xian let go of him, "Try it when I have an interview."

"Here?" Chu Jingyu looked at the passers-by. Although there were not many, there were only two or three people passing by in a while, and it was not considered a secluded place. "It will scare ordinary people."

Lin Xian was puzzled, where did he get the confidence to scare others?

"No, just show it here."

"Okay." He found a small clod of soil, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then found the feeling just now, followed the previous action, and let it go.

He blushed, maintained his spiritual power output, and asked Lin Xian with unsteady breath, "Did you see it?"

"I saw it."

The clod trembled slightly. Lin Xian finally understood why he felt that he would scare others. It wasn't because of his output of spiritual power, but because his preparations were too ostentatious.

Those unfortunate passers-by who passed by during this time period looked at Chu Jingyu in the middle of the road, and decisively turned back and changed their way.

After Chu Jingyu confirmed that the other party saw it, he accepted the magic power.

"How is it?" He looked at Lin Xian expectantly, wanting her to comment on his presentation.

"Not bad!" Lin Yuan praised him, "It's pretty good. You are the most innovative immortal cultivator I've seen in a while.

Chu Jingyu added another layer of joy, excitedly rushed back to the mountain, and continued to practice.

Anything is afraid of not seeing rewards if you continue to pay. People like Chu Jingyu who can see the results will not find it difficult to cultivate immortals.

Compared with Ye Luzi like Chu Jingyu, Fang Lan, who practiced earlier than him, although his cultivation base was far higher than Chu Jingyu's, received the systematic teaching of Qingcui Mountain, but did not create any techniques of his own.

She also gradually felt tired because she didn't have anything to see the results of her cultivation except her cultivation.

However, she is a person who knows herself very well. When she gets bored with the matter of cultivation, she will go to the company to talk about business with the partners. When the resistance subsides, she will continue to practice.

After such a cycle, her cultivation base is also steadily rising.

After Chu Jingyu ran up the mountain, Lin Xian turned around and saw Xiang Jian hiding against the wall.

"Do you think my eyes are not good?" Lin Xian asked with a smile.

Xiang Jian came out from the shadow with trembling thighs, "No, no, I'm not good-looking, I don't want to hinder your eyes."

"Who said you are not good-looking?" Lin Xian walked towards him, "There are very few crabs as strong as you in the world."

Xiang Jian hugged his hand, "Director Mu sent me to buy something, I'll take my leave first." After speaking, he slid away against the wall, very fast.

Lin Xian in the room listened carefully to her mother's plan for the vegetable field. Although Lin's mother didn't stay in the field as long as Lin's father, she basically made decisions about what to plant and how to plan the entire vegetable field.

"Cucumbers, tomatoes, and the grapes and melons that were planted later, these fruits and vegetables that can be eaten without cooking are more sought after by people. Of course, there is no dish in our field that customers don't want, but they If there are others to choose, I will give priority to the above ones, I have discussed with your father, let's expand the fruit planting area this year."

"Our family has a total of seven large and small sheds." Lin's mother said, "My father and I mean to move out four large sheds to grow fruit trees and leave three to grow vegetables. What do you think?"

"Okay." Lin Qian usually didn't comment on Lin's mother's plans.

Mama Lin continued: "Yesterday your father went to the field to look at the wheat and said that you took good care of it and there were very few bugs in the field."

That's really rare. Lin Xian didn't want to spray the fields with pesticides every few days, so he arranged a rather complicated formation for the [-]-acre wheat field, to isolate pests, but not to make the field completely free of insects.

However, although the array can isolate pests, it can't do anything about weeds.

Fortunately, Lin Xian is used to pulling weeds in another world, and now the wasteland doesn't need her to move mountains, she has plenty of time.