Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Yan Ronglin had his hands behind his back, but his hunched body was walking very agilely.

His feet seemed to have the power of shrinking the earth. Every time he took a step, he would be a hundred feet away in a moment.

Although it was not as good as flying with a sword, it was enough for him to look down on all the spiritual fishermen!

After passing through a spiritual field, the mountains in front were hazy.

The water vapor became more and more dense.

Yan Ronglin returned to his residence. There was a clear spring opposite the door, and under the spring was a spiritual pond.

Every place where spiritual ponds gather is where mineral veins gather, and with the resources of clear springs, a unique and magnificent landscape is formed.

Feeding creatures with the water of the spiritual pond can get pure fish.

Such spiritual fish, let alone Yan Ronglin himself, even if the owner Song Yunxi wanted to eat one, he would have to take good care of it.

Since Yan Ronglin got this spiritual pond, he has been carefully feeding it every day.

There are not many hundreds of Qingyue flounders at the bottom of the lake, but each one is extremely precious.

For so many years, this number has always been maintained, and neither dare to increase nor decrease.

Therefore, Yan Ronglin, as a spiritual fisherman, looks glamorous on the surface, and the owner of the shop cannot be transferred. He directly obeys the orders of Ziyun Peak. But as for resources? It is better than the spiritual cultivation officer, but not much better.

Returning home, Yan Ronglin opened the door.

A strong smell of rouge and powder floated out of the house.

Looking forward, a female cultivator in a pink dress and white shoes leaned lazily on the armchair.

Seeing him return, Guan Ying smiled and said, "How is it? Is it solved?"

Yan Ronglin's face was cold and he said with some dissatisfaction, "Are you questioning me?"

"How dare I." Guan Ying stood up and twisted his waist to lean forward.

Jinling Fangshi and other three Fangshi, finally discussed the solution with Jiang Lei as the leader.

On the surface, Chen Mo is a spiritual plant husband in the White Snake Market, and he is under the care of Song Yunxi, so even the owners of other markets would not dare to act rashly.

Rules are rules.

Even they dare not challenge the rules set by Ziyun Peak.

"I didn't see it!" Yan Ronglin glared at the other party unhappily, walked to the table, picked up the kettle and drank for a while.

If the price offered by the other party was not reasonable, he would not lower his status to deal with a spiritual plant husband of the fourth level of Qi Refining!

For him, the boy surnamed Chen is not worthy at all!

"Don't worry, don't worry, you are all from the same market, isn't it easy to invite him out?"

Guan Ying leaned over and sat down.

They had no choice but to do it. If they broke into Chen Mo's house rashly, even if they killed him, it would anger Song Yunxi, and then they would be suspected of them.

Therefore, the safest way is to lure the snake out of the hole.

Use acquaintances to lure Chen Mo out, and then find a place where no one is to deal with him!

This is a foolproof method!

Because of this, Jiang Lei and others are looking for the person with the highest cultivation level in the White Snake Market, that is, the spiritual fisherman in the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Promised to invite him to take action with five low-grade spiritual stones.

Not only that, after killing Chen Mo, all the spoils will belong to him.

Jiang Lei, Guan Ying and others did not take a penny.

"Humph!" Yan Ronglin snorted coldly, looking unhappy.

"What are you angry about, Daoyou Yan? I'll go again tomorrow?" Guan Ying leaned close to the other party and stretched out her fingers to gently touch the other party's slightly old face.

However, the next moment.

Her hand was knocked away by Yan Ronglin, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Don't touch me!"

Guan Ying was stunned. The other party didn't buy it?

In this case, she didn't need to show off her charm! So she quickly changed her face and said coldly: "You just need to trick him here and drink the spiritual wine we provide for you, and the rest will be left to us."

Yan Ronglin didn't say anything, but drank it by himself.

...

The next day.

Chen Mo and Xiao Kang, each carrying a chicken, carried a hoe and went down to the field to start turning the soil.

Before the hour of Wei, Hong Yan came.

She did not ask if it was necessary, and she also took out the plow from the storage ring and turned the soil.

It was not until the hour of Shen that Chen Mo patted the dirt on his hands and body, and then left the spiritual field.

Hong Yan followed closely behind him, performed a cleaning technique for him and Xiao Kang, and then followed Chen Mo into the piano room.

"Let's play yesterday's song first..."

In nearly half a month, Chen Mo, who originally knew nothing, finally had a general understanding of the rhythm of music. It can be said that Hong Yan is still very capable of teaching people.

Otherwise, he would not have taken this position and would not have to receive guests in person from then on.

At this rate, at most one or two months, Chen Mo can start practicing "Jingxin Qin Jue" and start playing for his pigs, cattle and sheep!

One teaching, one learning.

The two of them were almost close to each other, but no matter whether they were teaching or learning, they were immersed in the music without any romantic thoughts.

Until a knock on the door interrupted their progress again.

Hongyan stood up and stood quietly by the side, watching Chen Mo frown and walk out.

There are always people coming to visit these two days!

When Chen Mo opened the door, he was obviously a little surprised when he saw Yan Ronglin.

"Fellow Daoist Yan? Why are you here?"

Although they were not familiar with each other and only met once, the most basic etiquette was still required.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, long time no see." Yan Ronglin did not show any joy after a long absence on his face. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he did not particularly want to see him.

Chen Mo secretly took note of it and asked, "Is there anything?"

"I was deeply impressed by Fellow Daoist Chen at the last banquet. I have always wanted to come and make friends with him. Is that possible?"

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what are you talking about? Of course you can!"

Be polite?

Who wouldn't do that?

"Do you remember what Master Song used to treat us that day?" Yan Ronglin said.

"Wine? Fairy Peak? Or?"

Chen Mo didn't remember much. He often went to Song Yunxi's house to eat, so how could he remember it so clearly.

"Giant bone spiritual rice! After the last time, I have been thinking about this spiritual rice. In the past two days, I spent a lot of money to get two kilograms. I want to invite Fellow Daoist Chen to come to my house so that we can have a good chat?"

In order to bring Chen Mo to his home, Yan Ronglin really spent a lot of money.

Not only did he owe favors, but he also spent a lot of spiritual sand to buy giant bone spiritual rice.

But he thought it was worth it!

After all, throwing out this rare spiritual rice, I believe that as long as you have tasted it once, you will definitely not be able to resist its temptation.

Just when Yan Ronglin was full of confidence, Chen Mo showed an embarrassment on his face.

If it was some other spiritual food he had never eaten, he would not mind trying it.

But the other party actually used giant bone spiritual rice to treat him?

What a joke, Song Yunxi asked someone to grow it, how can it be called giant bone spiritual rice? It tastes like chewing wax!

"Fellow Daoist Chen, how is it?" Yan Ronglin saw that the other party did not speak, so he asked again.

Chen Mo shook his head apologetically and said, "It's inconvenient today, there are guests at home."

After that, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hongyan, come and meet Fellow Daoist Yan!"