Changsheng: I am a farmer in the world of cultivating immortals

On this day, Li Suian went to the field early to harvest corn, and the speed of his chasing legs increased significantly, but he met senior brother Gao Zhongzhong on the way.

"Senior brother Gao! Why did you make the patrol so late today!"

Li Suian stretched his legs and ran towards Senior Brother Gao Zhongcheng.

"It's a bit late!"

Gao Zhongcheng answered casually with an ugly expression, turned his head to look at Li Suian, and was stunned, "You... have you practiced the art of body training? Your legs are strong and the speed is extremely fast. Have you really mastered the sun-chasing legs?"

That's natural, there is no martial art that she can't get into, even talismans, she can refine first-level low-grade ones.

"Hey! Practicing blindly!"

Li Suian smiled, in case the other party thought she was showing off, and then said: "Senior brother Gao looks hurried, is there something wrong with this Lingtian?"

The latter sentence is pure nonsense. What problems can there be with such a big Huayuan Valley? If there is a problem, the sect will take care of it. It is not her turn to worry about it.

Greeting Gao Zhongzhong is really "showing off".

Hearing Li Suian's words, Gao Zhongzhong stopped asking about Chasing the Sun's legs, and said solemnly: "Junior Sister, prepare more self-defense talismans in the near future!"

Now it was Li Suian's turn to be dumbfounded!

If I didn't think about it, I just asked casually, and I really asked something.

Li Sui Ansai gave Gao Zhongzhong a few free fireball talismans, "Bought by Fangshi, Senior Brother Gao, don't dislike them."

Seeing that it was a first-rank low-grade fireball talisman with good power, Gao Zhongzhong put it away directly.

"Junior Sister, don't spread some words to the outside world. Our Qingyang Sect has often fought with the Iron Sword Sect in the past. Recently, the Yuanying Patriarch of our sect has shown signs of resignation. My family's cousin is an inner disciple. He found out news."

Gao Zhongzhong said with a sad face.

"Patriarch Nascent Soul sits down?"

Li Suian was taken aback, the Yuanying Patriarch is considered the top strength of the sect, if he sits down, before no new Yuanying grows up, the entire sect will basically be a child holding gold.

"Shh! Now there is just this sign! This time the tax may be a bit uneven, so take care!"

Gao Zhongcheng also saw that Li Suian had a good talent for martial arts this time, and he might really have some achievements in the future.

It is not a loss at all to exchange information that all the children of a family know for a popularity.

Seeing the back of Gao Zhongzhong leaving, Li Suian also fell silent.

She didn't doubt Gao Zhongzhong's words at all. Although he was just an outer disciple, who didn't have a few awesome relatives?
These relatives usually don't help much, but this kind of life-and-death matter can still be explained in one word.

"Tsk, it's not safe to rely on Huayuan Valley..."

Once something happens to the sect, the first to suffer is not the mainstay group, but handyman disciples like them.

Have you ever seen reparations cut land?Under normal circumstances, it is the border land, and the compensation is the bottom-level money.

Unfortunately, Huayuan Valley occupies both, the farthest from the sect, and the bottom monks are huge.

Li Suian frowned. It was useless for her to be anxious about this kind of thing, so she simply harvested the corn as soon as possible.

Along the way, seeing everyone's joy for the Harvest Day, she couldn't help shaking her head.

Harvesting, husking, and drying in the sun took two full days.

Li Suian's speed alone is not easy, and the others are much slower.

And the day before paying the tax, the disciples of the sect's inner sect rode a white crane to the village of Lingtian in the tenth district.

As the handyman in the tenth district, Wang Huan followed closely behind.

This scene made many spiritual cultivators stunned. The newcomers might not understand it, thinking that every time they collect taxes, inner sect disciples sit in charge, which means that their achievements are also important income of the sect.

But the old man was panicked. How could this kind of miscellaneous spirit rice have been collected by inner disciples who did not touch Yang Chunshui in person.

Li Suian put some low-grade Lingmi into the storage bag in his arms, and put all the cheap things in the storage bag around his waist.

"Junior brothers and sisters! This time, the uncle of my sect's inner sect personally collected the spiritual plant, which represents the expectation of my ten districts."

Wang Huan stood on the white crane, and his voice spread throughout the village.

This is the benefit of practicing, and there is no need for trumpets.

In the realm of comprehension, seniority is not ranked by age, but by cultivation. Those who practice Qi call the foundation builders uncles, while those who are low-ranking call the high-ranking ones senior brothers and sisters.

There is nothing wrong with it.

While talking, a total of 20 people from the ten districts stepped forward one after another.

Some people look happy, some people look sad.

Li Suian checked the storage bag on his waist again, and walked out of the room after making sure that there was nothing of value.

Seeing that everyone has arrived, Wang Huan carefully looked at the faces of the inner disciples and said, "Master, everyone is here, shall I go down and collect them?"

"No, I'll come in person."

The man who looked younger than Wang Huan said lightly, and the white crane seemed to land on the ground.

He looked at the mud on the ground and frowned slightly.

Only then did Li Suian see clearly that this inner sect disciple had sword eyebrows and star eyes, fair skin, and a strong figure. He was dressed in a white robe and looked particularly like an "immortal" circulated in the world.

The cuffs of the white robes are tattooed with golden threads. Those who don't understand the runes may think they are decorations, but the protection runes faintly leaking out exude a faint golden light.

Good guy, this is the difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals.

They face the loess and their backs to the sky all day long, and their coarse linen clothes are not as good as those of wealthy businessmen in the common world.

However, the inner disciples of the sect were afraid of getting their shoes and socks dirty even when they stepped on the mud, and they called them "immortals" in their attire.

The disciples of the inner sect swept over the crowd, "The sect has more new disciples recently, and the tax revenue has also increased accordingly. From now on, Jiupin Lingtian District will pay [-]% of the tax on the harvest day."

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar.

I don't usually see the inner disciples of the sect, but this kind of thing happened as soon as I saw them.

Especially senior sister Xu, a handyman disciple with foreign debts, was hit in the head.

"Uncle! Uncle! With such a charge, we can't survive!"

She was very low-key on weekdays, and Senior Sister Xu, who had never been prominent, knelt down in front of Bai He, an inner disciple, and begged bitterly.

Li Suian was also surprised by the other party's big appetite. It's not that the disciples in the sect didn't have enough food, it was clearly calculated.

The entry-level spiritual field has a bumper harvest every three months. Except for winter, the tax is paid three times a year, but most people have proficiency in the weeding technique. They can harvest twice in three months, and they have paid [-]% or [-]% of the tax, which is just right. Enough to improve cultivation and eat.

But this time, they directly wanted to take away half of their harvest.

There is only half a season left for Ling Zhi to survive.

Yes, enough to survive without driving the majority to a dead end, to strike.

Li Suian couldn't help clicking his tongue, it seems that Gao Zhongzhong's words are true, Qing Yangzong will abandon Huayuan Valley when necessary.

Seeing this scene, the inner disciples couldn't help but frowned, "Isn't the five acres of spiritual plants that you can grow by relying on the sect's spiritual field not enough?"