Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Fellow Daoist Hong, please wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."

Outside Baishefang City, Chen Mo suddenly stopped.

The red snake demon behind him nodded its huge head. As a monster of more than 20 meters, its size is too huge. No matter where it goes, it will cause unnecessary panic.

After settling the opponent, Chen Mo used the spirit snake movement technique and walked forward quickly.

He first went back to his residence. Two years later, the fifty acres of spiritual land in front of his door had not been left uncultivated, and a new variety of Linghuang rice had been planted.

He came to the field and knelt down to observe the plants.

The rice stalks became thicker and the number of rice ears also seemed to increase.

There is a big difference between this increase in yield and his talent for [increasing yield]. Chen Mo speculated that this should be a new variety bred after crossbreeding.

"Who!"

Suddenly, a lightning-fast Gengjin point was shot at Chen Mo. He suddenly raised his head and saw a female cultivator glaring at him angrily and staring at him cautiously.

Of course, this attack could not cause any harm to Chen Mo who had reached the eighth level of Qi refining.

You don't even need to use the Golden Armor Technique. You can easily resist it just by taking the Ice Crystal Leaf.

Seeing that the other party easily defused his attack, Jiang Han took a few steps back and scolded with a fearful expression: "I can tell you, this is the territory of the Shennong Sect, and we are the spiritual planters specially hired by the Shennong Sect. If you dare to touch me or my spiritual field, you are provoking the Shennong Sect!"

Chen Mo looked at the other person from a distance, looking ordinary and unimpressive.

At first, I was afraid of trouble, and almost all the Lingzhifu around me had been sent away, so after I came to Baishefang City, I almost didn't interact with other Lingzhifu around me.

But in just two years, Ling Zhifu here seemed to have changed. The obedient and fearful demeanor in the past was almost gone. From the other person's face, Chen Mo saw a certain amount of pride.

"I am also a spiritual husband."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Han, who was nervous just now, let out a breath.

"You should have told me earlier!" She relaxed slightly and leaned over slowly, "I wonder where your friend is?"

Do you always say hello like this when you meet?

Chen Mo was a little dumbfounded, but still smiled and replied: "Guchenfang City."

"Guchenfang City? Where is there a market now! It should be called Guchen Village. It's far away from here. What are you doing here, fellow Taoist?"

Guchen Village?

Chen Mo pretended to be calm, and he probably guessed a thing or two from the other party's words.

"I heard that there used to be a Lingzhi husband named Chen Mo here. He was once a good farmer. I would like to come and ask for advice."

"Chen Mo?" Jiang Han had a disdainful smile on his face.

"You know him?"

"Ha! How many people in White Snake Village don't you know?"

"Then where is he now?"

"Dead!"

"Dead?"

"That's right! How can we, the Shennong Sect, keep such a monk alive as a dog for the Qingyang Sect?"

Chen Mo looked at the other person with contempt written all over his face.

The situation happening now made him feel a little absurd. How could the originally obedient spirit planters turn into this in two years?

What's more, the other party is talking about our Shennong Sect, are they really becoming outer disciples?

Chen Mo knew very well that Ling Zhifu's talents were average, that is, he could just farm a field.

Where does their confidence come from?

"That's too polite. Farewell."

Chen Mo didn't want to talk nonsense to the other party, so he turned around and left.

And just after he turned around and left, Jiang Han laughed inexplicably.

Then humming a song, we started weeding in the field.

Chen Mo stayed in the cave for two years without changing anything for a long time. His understanding of the outside world was limited to a few sentences of news brought back by Yi Tingsheng.

When I saw it today, things were different and people were different.

Even though they only met one Ling Zhifu, they gave Chen Mo the feeling that they were like serfs standing up and singing.

But has the essence changed?

Nothing has changed!

Chen Mo walked a few steps when sparse sounds came from ahead.

After he stood still, he said: "Fellow Daoist Red, I have something to ask for your help."

‘Fellow Daoist Chen, you’re welcome. There is no need to say anything between you and me. ’ The red snake demon swam out of the woods, and its huge body was really scary.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, I would like to ask you to help control a few people. I need to get some information from them."

‘Little things. ’

The green and red snake demon, the green snake demon swallowed all the flame fruits and even gnawed on the treasure tree.

Under the flame kung fu foundation, no monk may be able to resist.

The red snake demon ate the other half of the unknown fruit and became proficient in illusions, mind control, etc.

If Chen Mo hadn't used the sound of the piano to entice the green and red snake demon, and the red snake demon itself had no harmful intentions, otherwise both of them would have been controlled by it.

"Fellow Daoist Red, this way."

He led the way, and the red snake demon swam along the field ridge.

Even though it was very careful according to Chen Mo and tried hard to control its body so as not to press the crops, one piece still fell.

There is no way, the body that is more than 20 meters long and as thick as a bucket is too big!

Ahead, Jiang Han was still weeding. Suddenly, there was a rush of heat between her eyebrows. She closed her eyes tightly and then opened them again.

She looked forward and walked little by little in the direction of Chen Mo and the red snake demon.

When I saw her again, her arrogance was gone.

Some are just dazed and confused after being controlled.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong. I have a few words to ask her."

'Just ask, she won't hide anything. ’

"good!"

Chen Mo nodded, looked at her and asked:

"May I have your name."

"Jiang Han."

"What realm?"

"The fourth level of Qi refining."

"What do White Snake Village and Guchen Village mean?"

"After the Qingyang Sect was purged by the Shennong Sect, the 34 cities under Ziyun Peak were no longer managed by anyone. With the intervention of the Shennong Sect, our Lingzhifu's status has increased. Even the monster who occupies the mountain as king has Don’t dare to use any force against us.”

"Why?"

"The Shennong Sect is famous for its spiritual cultivators, and we are all spiritual cultivators."

"So you claim to be disciples of the Shennong Sect everywhere, just to bluff people? Didn't you really accept you?"

"Yes." Jiang Han continued to answer expressionlessly, "Later, the spiritual planters in each city formed a group and transformed the city into a village, and Baishefang City naturally became White Snake Village. "

"Where do you live?"

"Yes! We usually live in White Snake Village. We come out of the village every day to take care of our respective spiritual fields."

"Who's in charge of the village?"

"Mr. Wang, he is the village chief we elected. He is responsible for paying the grain tax to Ziyun Peak for the thousand acres of spiritual land in White Snake Village."

After hearing this, Chen Mo probably understood.

The so-called Baishefang City has become Baishen Village, which is still the same as before. There is no essential difference from the original.

The only difference is that the person who has the final say has changed!

He asked a few more questions, and after learning some useful information, he turned to the red snake demon and asked, "Fellow Daoist Red, how many people can you control?"