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

The houses in the village don't have isolation formations, and the fragrance spreads in all directions.

The rich aroma of the middle-grade Lingmi immediately attracted many casual cultivators around.

"Another Ling Zhi husband has come to our village?"

The male cultivator with a fierce face opened the door and started yelling, attracting many people to open the door to join in the fun.

Suddenly, there were some noisy voices outside, and quite a few daring souls poked into the room directly.

Li Suian frowned looking at the spirit rice and the fat and tender monster meat that had just been placed in the basin.

No way, a bowl of spiritual rice cooked in this small broken village attracts people to stop?
"Hum hum hum!"

The black demon pig, who had been hungry for a day, wanted to feast on it, but it lost its temper immediately when it was provoked by these impolite eyes, and rushed out of the house.

"Hey! A monster of the second level of the yellow rank! The whole body is full of treasures!"

The male cultivator with a fierce face rubbed his chin with his fingers, and looked at Wu Yaozhu obscenely and greedily.

Most of the monks in this village rolled their eyes when they saw the male cultivator's eagerness to try, thinking about whether they could get some benefits in the future.

Li Suian put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked out of the house with a dark face.

The monks in the late stage of Qi training basically don't care about her bowl of spiritual rice, which is a monster.

However, in the realm of casual cultivators, there are actually three, six, and nine classes.

For example, monks with certain skills are sought after wherever they go. Why, because the pills and talismans he randomly took out may save your life. People like them may be weaker in strength, but they have a high status.

Of course, it refers to those who have achieved at least a certain degree, such as refining at least one low-grade elixir, low-grade talismans, formations, and the like.

Then there are those who rely on their strength, such as hunting monsters, being hired by the pharmacist in the town, and so on.

In the end, it is naturally our spirit plant husband, who grows miscellaneous goods or ninth grade, whose strength is not high, and has a lot of spirit rice, which is the fat in the eyes of these casual cultivators.

Li Suian naturally knows the truth of the jungle, but everyone is a casual cultivator. I can fight and farm. What do you compare me to?

Those whose spiritual sense came over were basically in the mid-stage of Qi training, and the man with a fierce face had a higher level of cultivation, Qi training level six.

Seeing Li Suian delivered to the door by himself, the group of loose cultivators folded their arms one by one, leaning on their doorframes to watch the excitement.

What's more, monks who were farther away also surrounded him.

"It's full of treasures, what does it have to do with you?"

Li Suian slapped the storage bag, and the longbow suddenly appeared in her hand.

"Hum hum hum!"

That's it!

Seeing the longbow, the male cultivator's eyes flashed, but after thinking about it, even if he knows how to shoot arrows, he is still just a poor farmer!
With such thoughts in mind, he said fiercely with his eyes: "Little girl! My brother's life is not easy these days, so I sponsor some spirit rice and spirit stones. How about I protect you in this street from now on!"

There is nothing wrong with the words, but with the male cultivator's tone and ruthless eyes, how can this be a discussion?This is clearly an order!
These days, if you are soft and others bully you and humiliate you, if you are hard, others have to weigh it again!
What's more, there are dozens of fireball talismans in her storage bag, even if one is useless to the male cultivator, ten or dozens of them are enough for him to drink a pot.

Li Suian's eyes turned cold, even though she only has the fourth level of Qi training, she still has to tell the casual cultivators on this street that she has the strength to eat something good!

Just when she was about to draw her bow, the glamorous nun next door opened the door, and a pot of warm water with a special smell was poured out.

If it wasn't for the quick reaction of the male cultivator, he might be a drowned rat by now.

"Ma Qingming! Do you want to show your face! You won't let such an older child go! Also, when will it be your turn to talk on this street?!"

"Smelly bitch! You are crazy!"

When Ma Qingming saw that it was a beautiful female cultivator, he secretly thought it was bad luck, and then went back to the house cursing.

At the same time, some monks who watched the excitement and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to reap benefits also dispersed when they saw this situation.

Li Suian looked at the situation in front of him, his expression was stunned, and when he looked at the beautiful female cultivator again, he saw that the other party gave her a playful smile back.

what's the situation? !

She hasn't made an example to others yet!This is the end?Sure enough, there is a saying that is true, even those who are arrogant are afraid of shrews...

"Thank you sister for saving me!"

But the other party also helped her sincerely, and she is not the kind of person who doesn't know what is good or bad.

The glamorous female cultivator glanced at the longbow in her hand, "Little sister, my name is Ding Ke, remember not to reveal your wealth in the future, especially your little pig!"

After Ding Ke finished speaking, he twisted the waist of the water snake and returned to the house.

Who said femme fatales are coming, stand up!She is obviously a warm-hearted and beautiful big sister!

When Li Suian returned to the house, the window in the window was facing the window next door.

Ding Ke's slender back seems to be practicing spells.

She shook her head, forget it, when the harvest next month comes, thank you with two catties of low-grade Lingmi.

After finishing the rice and monster meat, Wu Yaozhu followed her example and began to practice together.

The layout of the houses is compact, and there is no isolation formation, these casual cultivators can't stop the greed in their eyes just by seeing the black demon pig.

Li Suian was not stupid enough to take out the Spirit Gathering Formation, just the weak aura fluctuations could not make these casual cultivators stare at her again!
Meditate, exercise, practice sun chasing legs, draw talismans, and nourish the spirit, all in one go.

In the middle of the night, just as she was about to rest at the end of her daily spiritual cultivation, a sleeping meat ball suddenly appeared on the soil!

【Ding!Nurturing success!One square meter of ninth-grade spiritual soil was born Tian Ling!Tian Ling Level: Yellow Rank First Rank Tian Ling! 】

【Ding!Hurry up and find a home for your Tian Ling!Living in an iron pot is really uncomfortable! 】

Li Suian looked at the panel of Happy Farm. On the panel, the progress of the secret art of raising spirits was completely cleared.

She tried to communicate with this Tian Ling again, and found that it was completely possible!
Could it be possible to raise a spirit, and the secret technique of raising a spirit is over?
She took out the long-forgotten book of spiritual cultivation secrets from the storage bag and found that after successful cultivation, the quality of the spirit can be improved by devouring the relevant treasures of heaven, material and earth, and then performing psychic psychics.

Li Suian nodded, and at the same time looked at Tian Ling, who was huddled in a small ball the size of a marble at the root.

What can this thing do?

It seems that the soil is still of the same quality after raising the spirit...

"Is it just self-awareness?"

Li Suian shook his head, put the strange thought behind him, and fell asleep on the bed.

The next day.

Li Suian kept Ding Ke's words in mind, and did not dare to put the spirit tea tree, the tribute peach sapling, and the Wuyao pig in the middle stage of Qi training in the house. Instead, he carried the basket on his back, led the pig, and went to the spirit field together!

As soon as she went out, the scene stunned her jaw.

Before dawn, the people on the streets of the village were already busy. Farmers went to the field with hoes on their shoulders, while Ding Ke and Ma Qingming also walked out of the village in strong clothes.