Farm and cultivate immortality, get a cuckold wife at the beginning

One person and one beast have the same mind, and Daqing's voice came to Wang Erbao's mind, just like a four-year-old girl's voice, accompanied by grievances.

"What are you doing, it pinched me, my stomach hurts. "

Wang Erbao's strength in his hands is a little relaxed, and he can't grasp the strength for the growth of his cultivation recently, especially a few nights ago, his daughter-in-law Xiao'e always said that her stomach hurt afterwards, blaming him for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but unfortunately, he was always urged to exert himself.

Daqing was still in his hand, the flesh was stupid and cute, looking at it half-hanging in his hand, Wang Erbao snorted: "Come with me again, pinch your poop out, you see, how can this spirit grass not grow for a long time." The

silkworm Daqing's pupils slowly descended, looking down at the tip of the grass on the ground, and then struggled twice.

"I don't have a few, you let me go down and see, I'll sniff ...... Oops, don't throw me, put it slowly. The

fleshy body of the green worm lay flat for a moment, and then he turned over and crawled twice, and when he reached the young seedlings of the free grass, he leaned his nose close and sniffed carefully.

This is Daqing's special ability, don't look at Wang Erbao's kind of ripening means after the unity of people, but he didn't master the relevant passive means of ripening plants and trees.

After a long time, Daqing closed his nose and looked up at Wang Erbao.

"What, this thing is so hard to get, you haven't even fertilized.

Wang Erbao was stunned, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, wow. "

Isn't your spiritual rain fertilizer?"

"It's different, it needs more aura to grow, and it will be very slow without fertilizer."

"Where do I go to get fertilizer?" Wang Erbao frowned, scratched his head, and suddenly stared at Da Qing's fat body, which frightened Da Qing and immediately rolled into a ball.

"I hate it, if you pinch people to death, they can't pull them out. "

This worm is too thief, Wang Erbao gave up his plan to pinch it out.

Just came to the new house, the plan to buy farmer's fertilizer seems unrealistic, even if Wang Tao is there, it is estimated that there is not much inventory, after all, this Si is not at home, let alone a little disgusting.

"Daqing, Daqing, what about the face? Daqing

, who had just been put in the jar, was shaken and succumbed.

"I'm so dizzy, you can't fatten your seedlings even if you shake me up. "

Less nonsense, answer me, where to get fertilizer. "

This, Daqing is really good at it.

In the crockpot, it thought about it carefully, and suddenly said, "The farmer's fertilizer in the world is low, and the spiritual fertilizer of the immortal cultivation sect is medium, and the best fertilizer is, of course, the immortal cultivator."

Wang Erbao was stunned, this insect can't be raised, it is instigating itself to kill people and fatten.

"What, I'm so unhappy. Daqing, who felt Wang Erbao's intentions, hurriedly corrected, "There are many immortal cultivators, if you can't live, you can find someone who sleeps." "

Asleep?

Wang Erbao understood in seconds, Daqing was talking about the corpse of an immortal cultivator.

Immortal cultivators compete with the heavens, improve their cultivation for many years, and the spiritual power absorbed in the body is simply incalculable, after the fall, it can nourish all things, just like a whale falling, this thing is simply no more suitable for fertilizer.

Where to find the corpse of the immortal cultivator......

For the first time in so many years, he was forced to be so urgent, and even turned out the bronze mirror to browse the business of trading corpses inside.

This is also forced to be helpless, in fact, Brother Bao himself knew that it was impossible, and in the end, he gave up.

Not to mention anything else, he can't ripen the grass with such a rebellious means, just ask who else in this world ......

Rubbing his sore temples, leaning back in his chair to regain his senses, trying to calm the disturbance he had just made, but at this moment, another throbbing surged in his heart, as if something he was in a hurry to complete had been forgotten by his negligence.

Wang Erbao frowned, meditated cross-legged to restrain his mind, carefully scrutinized, and tried to recall, his thoughts suddenly stopped on the soul-nourishing wood that mortgaged the Qianyuan shop.

At this moment, his mind naturally calmed down, and he no longer had his blood surging.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and settled down naturally, saying that the soul-nourishing wood was really a headache, if he gave up, he would let Qianyuan succeed again, thinking of the damned widow's face of the shopkeeper Xu, Wang Erbao was a little annoyed.

Moreover, the two cockroaches of Wang Cheng and the red-robed man make people angry, he has no shortage of spiritual grass and spiritual wood, even if he redeems it and kicks it on the spot to make firewood and burn it, he will not make the other party proud.

Thinking of this, Wang Erbao snorted coldly and got up to find Wang Tao.

A mile away, Wang Tao's door was still locked, and after shouting a few words close to the fence wall, there was still no answer.

Wang Erbao was anxious, and his long-cherished wish could not be solved, affecting the hearts of immortal cultivators, and he was restless and could not calmly enter the cultivation state.

He left a note on the door and ran west along the mountain path.

Galloping all the way, after cultivating and growing, his physique can be improved, plus Daqing and Lao Huang are fed back with Yingluo fragrance every night, and now he is running for dozens of miles, and after stopping to take two deep breaths when he is tired, he can continue for dozens of miles again.

All the way to the west, ran for a while, took out the bronze mirror and opened it to confirm his location, estimating that there would be more than a hundred miles to the Zongmen Lingcao Garden, and the guess was good Wang Tao should be there.

He was looking for the elixir of the spiritual herb for the deacon, and he had no reason to worry about anything else.

Wang Erbao guessed right, at this moment, Wang Tao is being ordained in the Lingcao Garden, the children are incompetent, and they can't pay the Lingcao share The elders blame him, and the deacon has no choice but to take out his anger with his subordinates, although Wang Tao handed over a five-herb plant last month, but seeing that the senior brothers are being punished, he can only plead with the deacon to be gracious.

After a long time, he dragged a whip out of the deacon hall and left with a group of miscellaneous brothers supporting each other.

In normal times, Wang Tao would walk back to his residence directly, he was reluctant to use the teleportation talisman, that thing was a spirit stone, and with a wave of his hand, it was the cost of ten thousand taels of gold, a proper loser.

Today, he was punished with a group of senior brothers and sisters, and his whole body was scarred, so he had to take out a yellow talisman and leave the spiritual grass garden to teleport back.

The cultivation was too low to calculate the heavenly opportunity, so he had to dig out his mind to guess everything that could be related to him.

In the end, there seem to be only three things, the first one is the deacon who has just left, is it possible that the other party saw that he had found five herbs, and wanted to add a burden to him so that he could pay more shares next month?

Those beasts are ruthless, this time the same door abolished the bull raised by Erbao and kicked to death, and went to Wapen Village to catch Wang Erbao, most of them were searching for their whereabouts, trying to follow the vine and touch the melon.

If these two are not, there will be nothing closely related to him, and there is only one that is Wang Erbao's side.

Thinking of this, he didn't even want to immediately use the teleportation talisman and disappear in place.

At home, the iron lock is still a steady guard, but there is an extra note on the doorpost.

After Wang Tao saw it, he immediately tore it off and put it away, and then he could only endure the pain and spend a sub-talisman again to return to the spiritual grass garden where the deacon was located.

The children of the outer gate are not as generous as the children of the inner door, there are only three pieces of spirit stones per month, this short moment, it costs two pieces of spirit stones, Wang Tao thinks that after seeing a certain bastard for a while, he will give him a good lesson, and once he is a man, he can't be thrifty, you spend two spirit stones in one day, which is really hateful.

Sixty miles outside the Spirit Grass Garden, Wang Erbao ran faster and faster, and finally almost stepped on the blades of grass and galloped, occasionally a sa huan jumped up four or five feet, jumping away on the branches like a spirit fox, which really made him feel a few cool.

Jumping and moving are so comfortable, if you can comprehend Huang Dapi's technique of climbing clouds and gliding, wouldn't you wake up laughing from your dreams.

He secretly decided to find a bird to talk to, and ask him if he would like to ...... with him