Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

The days passed quickly throughout the year.

Although Chen Mo's piano skills had greatly improved under the influence of the golden flower, he did not refuse Hongyan's teaching.

As for this female cultivator who had been up and down in the flower field for many years and had come to where she is today, he gradually felt that it was not easy for her.

Moreover, Hongyan gradually got the hang of house cleaning and cooking.

In the past year, Chen Mo seemed to have accepted and acquiesced to her existence.

As for Hongyan?

She was naturally very happy.

She knew her identity. When she was young, cultivators could play with her, but no one would be willing to become a Taoist friend with a brothel girl like her.

Often, as time passed and they grew older, they would die alone when they were old and ugly.

Of course, Hongyan would not do that.

The spirit stones she had saved over the years were enough for her to cope with life after the age of sixty.

However, now that she had a better destination, how could she not desperately grab it?

All day long, she had been diligent and conscientious, but she did not ask for anything.

Although Chen Mo didn't say it, she also felt the other party's intention.

She would be happy that she taught him one more song today, would be happy because she cleaned the other party's bedroom, and would be excited to cook a simple meal for him... She would be excited to eat at the same table.

As autumn approached, Chen Mo saw that the second crop of giant bone spiritual rice was actively maturing, but he was not in a hurry to go to the field to harvest it.

In just over a year, he, who had just reached the fifth level of Qi Refining, once again ushered in a qualitative change in his realm!

The day before, Chen Mo told Hongyan in advance that she didn't need to come today.

And he sat cross-legged in the training room early, breathing in and out.

Spirit stones, spiritual food, and two extremely precious Qi-nourishing pills have brought his realm, which should have taken six to seven years to break through, to the critical point.

For him, the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refining are not too big of an impact.

After all, with the Qili Lingsha Formation, as long as he doesn't commit suicide and just stays in the fields safely, there will be no danger.

Therefore, what Chen Mo is looking forward to more is not the improvement of realm, but the newly awakened talent after the improvement!

As a spiritual plant husband, he has powerful talents such as [increase production], [breeding], [ripening], and [gathering spirits], which can be upgraded. As a spiritual nurturer, he also has [strong] and [reproduction], which makes the spiritual birds and animals not only grow faster, but also give birth to more offspring!

Chen Mo, who had been working with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

From the first level of Qi Refining to the fifth level of Qi Refining, he has become accustomed to the changes in his body after each improvement, and this time, he seemed much calmer.

He felt the Dantian and the spiritual veins, and they became stronger again.

Now, as long as he wants, it is absolutely no problem for one person to plant fifty or sixty acres of land!

Soon, Chen Mo's attention shifted from his body to the present:

[Please select a professional talent:]

[Spiritual Plant Husband] [Spirit Nursing Officer]

At this moment, he hesitated.

Even if he thought about it for a long time, he still hesitated in the end.

The problems facing Chen Mo are becoming more and more difficult. He has a strong talent, but he doesn't dare to use it.

He can increase the output of the hundred-acre spiritual field by four times, but he can't do it.

He can raise more stunning spiritual birds and animals, but he is afraid of attracting the attention of others.

Every time his realm is upgraded, it brings him considerable benefits, but with his current status, he is not enough to keep this huge wealth.

Strength!

Strength!

It all comes down to strength.

After much hesitation, Chen Mo finally chose [Spiritual Cultivation Officer].

The next moment, a line of words gradually dissolved behind the talent of the Spiritual Cultivation Officer:

[Blood Exchange (Green): All the monsters in the world have ancient blood. After thousands of generations, the blood is thin all day long, and the spiritual power is only one in ten thousand. Therefore, the body is weak and the supernatural power is not obvious. With this talent, the purity of the first-level monster blood can be increased by 50%, and there is a one in ten thousand chance of awakening the race supernatural power (need to be performed through the magic of refining). 】

"Demon Refining Technique?"

Chen Mo frowned as he looked at these three words.

He had never heard of this kind of magic, let alone its function.

Not only that, he was sure that there was no such magic in Yunyou Book House!

In this way, Chen Mo only had one choice left.

He packed up, changed into a clean set of clothes, confirmed the effect of Chanyin Technique, and then sacrificed his flying sword and went straight to the White Snake Market.

In the current Fangzhu Mansion, Mei Hua has become the chief steward here.

As the earliest steward who followed Song Yunxi, his status has also risen.

After the Fangzhu stopped asking about worldly affairs, he was responsible for all the affairs of the market. In this way, whether it was the shops along the street or the small vendors, they all showed respect to him.

And he gradually felt the taste of power.

When Chen Mo appeared, this manager, who was only in his twenties and not yet thirty, was scolding a shopkeeper. His words were sharp, and the shopkeeper, who was a level higher than him and several years older than him, was furious.

However, the moment he turned around and saw Chen Mo, his arrogant expression suddenly subsided and he smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why are you here?"

"Where is Brother Song?"

"Practicing in the practice room."

"Practicing?"

Chen Mo was stunned. The other party was not in the Wenxiang Pavilion but in the practice room?

How strange.

But thinking about it, the appearance of his childhood sweetheart either frightened Song Yunxi or stimulated him!

She actually changed her nature.

"I'll go inform him."

"Let's go together."

"Okay!"

Before turning around, Mei Hua glanced at the shopkeeper with a red face and said, "Go back, don't do it again!"

Seeing the other party get up from the chair and leave, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Butler Mei is different now."

"Hey, thanks to the owner!"

Mei Hua didn't seem to hear the thorn in it, and actually accepted it happily.

Of course, Chen Mo would not deliberately remind him, after all, this is Song Yunxi's butler, not his butler.

The two walked through the corridor lined with rockery and stood outside the practice room.

Just as Mei Hua was about to knock on the door, the door opened automatically.

Then Song Yunxi, who was full of joy, walked out with big strides.

"Brother Chen, you came at the right time, let's go! Let's go to the Wenxiang Pavilion for a drink!"

"Breakthrough?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and clearly felt the difference in the other party.

In an instant, he guessed a possibility!

"Of course! Haha! As long as I, Song Yunxi, am willing to practice, it will be easy! Let's go! Let's drink."

"Did Daoist Zhu ask you to go?" Chen Mo asked again.

"Huh?"

Song Yunxi, who was full of vigor and vitality just now, suddenly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

But he thought about it again, that's not right!

"I'm just going to drink, why should I be afraid of her?!"