A passerby in Xiuxian novel becomes a popular figure through farming

The monk felt something was wrong when he approached the private school and looked at the barrier outside the private school. The barrier, whether in operation or structure, did not look like something that ordinary casual cultivators could create.

"Brother, this is it. How about I build a memorial archway for you?"

The head of the village smiled flatteringly.

His brother was very capable and would definitely help the family. If he asked him to take his eldest grandson with him to cultivate immortality, he would definitely be the local emperor who had the final say in the village.

It was much more comfortable than being the head of the village and dealing with trivial matters of the neighbors every day.

The monk broke free from the hand that was holding him, bowed to the private school and said loudly: "May I ask which sect you are from? I am Zhang Dashan, the elder of the Iron Hand Sect, who is here to visit you!"

Yu Wanqing, who had heard someone coming, came out of the room.

Yi Hansheng, who was unable to move, lagged behind her. Yu Wanqing almost subconsciously walked behind Yi Hansheng to help him push the wheelchair.

Yi Hansheng did not expect that Yu Wanqing, as a monk, would condescend to help him. He was stunned and pushed away by Yu Wanqing.

The gate of the private school suddenly opened, and the monks waiting outside saw two people walking out of the door.

The man sitting in the wheelchair was sick and could not hide his body. Judging from his breath and the fluctuation of spiritual energy around him, he had just practiced qi.

But he only needed to take a look at the woman behind him to know that this person was absolutely extraordinary. The fluctuation of spiritual energy and pressure were far above his. She was definitely a monk in the Jindan period.

At first, he might have come with bad intentions and wanted to help his brother, but now the cultivator has completely given up on that idea.

"Are you going to cause trouble?"

Yu Wanqing looked at the cultivator who was just in the initial stage of foundation building. His strength was only slightly better than that of a chores disciple in Lingxu Sect.

I didn't expect that he could become an elder in a small sect outside.

It's really a joke.

The middle-aged cultivator denied it flatly: "I dare not, but I heard that there are cultivators in the clan who have settled down, so I came to see them."

Yu Wanqing looked at the villagers behind the middle-aged cultivator who were completely afraid to speak after seeing his attitude.

Among them was the child who defended Yi Hansheng yesterday, who was firmly held in the arms of his family and didn't dare to look at Yi Hansheng at all.

Yu Wanqing: "I will leave after a few days of recuperation. If you are not here to cause trouble, leave."

After saying that, Yu Wanqing pushed Yi Hansheng and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment, senior!"

"I wonder if you want to visit the Iron Hand Sect. We will treat you with the best standards."

The middle-aged cultivator wanted to invite Yu Wanqing back to be the elder of the sect. Even if he was just a guest elder, it would be a great help.

"I came out here only to do business. Please go back!"

"Do business?" The middle-aged cultivator suddenly remembered that a group of Lingxu Sect disciples came to the city to carry out missions in recent days. Among them were several Jindan masters. Could this be one of them?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged cultivator looked stern. Lingxu Sect was an object they could not afford. It was said that people with his cultivation level were only qualified to serve tea and water in Lingxu Sect.

Seeing the door of the private school completely closed, the head of the village, who was greatly reduced in arrogance, was still unwilling to give up: "Brother, is this the end?"

"What, do you still expect me to fight for you?"

Although there are often fights and killings in the world of immortal cultivation, people cherish their lives, and cultivators are no exception.

Except when facing demon cultivators, or when there is a conflict of interest.

Everyone actually tries to avoid taking action.

Because once they take action, it is likely to be a fight to the death.

The head of the village, who understood that the family was no longer important in his brother's heart, stopped making trouble and only hoped that his brother could take his precious grandson away as he wished.

Yi Hansheng, who had never thought that someone would stand up to defend him, was in a state of confusion at this moment.

He couldn't figure out why the other party did that.

Did she also see that he was a half-demon and wanted to get some benefits from him?

Yi Hansheng looked at Yu Wanqing's back and really couldn't see why the other party did that.

If she really wanted to take it, then take it.

Anyway, he had nothing to lose.

Yu Wanqing had already planned to leave. She had stayed for two days to help this reluctant savior. Qin Siyu didn't know how the investigation was going and whether he had obtained any useful information in Jinyulou.

But before leaving, Yu Wanqing still wanted to help this private school teacher in the countryside.

That's right, after two days together, Yu Wanqing and Yi Hansheng didn't even exchange names, and they didn't know each other's names.

After sealing the door of the room, Yu Wanqing flashed into the farming space.

Since Yu Wanqing's Jindan farming space has undergone a major change, the continuous green mountains in the distance

It has been opened to her. Yu Wanqing thinks that it can be used to plant trees.

Now Yu Wanqing no longer looks down on ordinary spiritual plants, and the land in the farming space is temporarily empty.

She plans to find some innate spiritual plants to plant.

The lowest-grade innate spiritual plants take hundreds of years to bloom and thousands of years to bear fruit. The rewards brought by such spiritual plants are definitely not comparable to ordinary spiritual plants.

Yu Wanqing was noticed by Bai Xue as soon as she entered the space.

"Ah!"

Bai Xue was very angry. Although it was comfortable to stay in the farming space, it was also very boring.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean, but it is really not suitable to let you out in the town." Yu Wanqing touched Bai Xue's leopard head and comforted: "I will let you out when we get to the Monster Forest. You can play as you like then."

"Hum..."

Bai Xue hummed in dissatisfaction.

Yu Wanqing picked up Bai Xue, and Bai Xue finally stopped making trouble when she smelled the pleasant fragrance on Yu Wanqing's body.

Yu Wanqing walked into the room and took out the Linglong bone: "It's still there. I almost thought it was sacrificed to the spirit formation when I was overcoming the tribulation before."

Linglong bone can be used to repair hidden injuries and reborn. It is a magical medicine for treatment.

It is more than enough to cure Yi Hansheng's illness.

In fact, Yu Wanqing drove away the troublemaker for Yi Hansheng, and they owed each other nothing.

But Yu Wanqing still wanted to leave the Linglong bone to him, probably because his decadent appearance was really unbearable.

It may also be that Yu Wanqing's face control disease, which she has never had, suddenly broke out.

Anyway, Yu Wanqing always felt that this seemingly ordinary private school teacher had pride in his bones, but he just lacked an opportunity.

Yu Wanqing planned to be an angel investor.

There was no movement in the room for a long time, and no one came out until dark.

Yi Hansheng, who had been waiting for the verdict, finally realized that the man might have left.

Yi Hansheng carefully pushed open the door.

The room was indeed empty.

"Gone?"

Yi Hansheng lowered his eyelids, a sudden sense of grievance suddenly surged into his heart, forcing his eyes red.

"Why?"

Why didn't you hurt me?

Yi Hansheng, who had no idea why he was so lost, suddenly saw the Linglong bone on the table and stood there in a daze.

Linglong bone is rare in a thousand years. It is said that it can whiten bones, allow the person who takes it to repair hidden injuries and be reborn. It is a magical medicine that can give people a new life.

It is the only medicine that can repair his immortal bone.

Yi Hansheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he compared the difference between the Linglong bone in front of him and the book inch by inch, fearing that he had read it wrong.

Standing there like a wooden man, his heart beating violently, Yi Hansheng's pale face showed an expression of disbelief.

Afterwards, he took the Linglong bone in his hand.

Yi Hansheng, who had never cried before, shed tears like pearls, rolling away on the ground.

"Why?"

...

While crying, Yi Hansheng laughed again.

As expected, he was still unwilling to accept it, unwilling to be insulted and bullied for the rest of his life.

Unwilling to accept that he didn't even have the ability to retaliate.

Unwilling to die.