Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Wang Yuning's heart was full of spring, and her mind was full of the scene of returning home with Senior Brother He.

Ever since she first saw him in the spiritual field, she was attracted by his warm smile and face. Like many female disciples, she was very eager to become a Taoist partner with Senior Brother He.

However, Senior Brother was devoted to seeking the Tao. Except for the order from the sect, he stayed at home all the time. It was very difficult to see him. Now, she finally had this opportunity, how could Wang Yuning give up?

She walked in the air at a very fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, she had arrived at Ziyun Peak.

In front of her, the smell of Xunlongxiang became stronger and stronger. She was sure that Senior Brother He was in front!

She climbed up the steps all the way and finally arrived at the main hall of the peak.

"Senior Brother He, Senior Brother He." Wang Yuning walked briskly and called loudly as she walked.

However, as the two sides got closer and closer, no one responded to her.

Not only that, she gradually smelled a rotten smell, which was very pungent!

"What's going on?"

Wang Yuning gradually had an ominous premonition in her heart. She walked forward quickly, and finally saw a scene that made her collapse when she reached the top of the mountain!

A group of monks who had been dead for a long time were lying on the ground in a mess.

She didn't care about these people. No matter how many died, it had nothing to do with her.

But the smell of Xunlongxiang was clearly here!

Wang Yuning walked forward in panic. These corpses had been eaten piece by piece by the black-winged birds, and their faces were unrecognizable. In addition, they had died too long, and many of their bodies had rotted, and they could not be distinguished at all!

"There is no Senior Brother He, no Senior Brother He."

She kept mumbling, with some panic on her delicate face and worry between her eyebrows.

Finally, a familiar piece of clothing, a familiar magic weapon, and even the medicine bottle customized by Shennong Sect were scattered all over the ground!

"This is Brother He's magic weapon!"

"Storage ring! The storage ring also belongs to Brother He!"

"These medicines... Qi-boosting pills, white bear Xuanhua pills... these... these are..."

Wang Yuning felt as if the sky had fallen.

She left the secret realm alive, how... how could she die here!

"Shadow-keeping beads, Shadow-keeping beads! Master doesn't have Shadow-keeping beads." She stood there in a daze, with only one thought in her mind.

She wanted to find out who killed Brother He!

...

The long song in the spirit pool, the sound of the piano was melodious.

The green and red snake demons were intoxicated and lingering.

They really liked to stay with Chen Mo. The other's piano made them love each other more and made them feel the joy of being snakes.

Like the green and red snake demons, the spirit pigs, spirit chickens, and spirit sheep in the disciples' residence began to reproduce on a large scale.

With the first batch of spirit vegetables, Chen Mo finally had the confidence.

The reproductive talent that had been stagnant for several months was pushed to the extreme by him. It was not the season for estrus, but he was still cultivating it in the sound of his piano.

The two hundred acres of spiritual fields in the Changge Spiritual Pond were green, swaying with the summer breeze.

The fragrance of rice wafted in, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Life was back to normal.

Farming and raising chickens, meditating and practicing.

Occasionally diving into the spiritual pond to observe the growth of spiritual fish was also a different experience.

In my spare time, I took out "Wu Chi Travel Notes" to learn about the local customs and customs, the sphere of influence of the major immortal gates, and some historical allusions.

This "Travel Notes" also let Chen Mo know that Wu Chi Country has a vast landscape and countless vertical and horizontal.

There are hundreds of immortal gates alone!

Wherever there are spiritual veins, there are immortal cultivators.

For ordinary people, practicing is as simple as stepping from the mortal world into the world of cultivation.

Every year, hundreds of millions of ordinary people come from various planes, worship in various immortal gates, and become a cultivator.

At the beginning, Chen Mo was also like this.

In the cultivation continent, there are legends of longevity one after another, and these legends attract batches of visitors from the human world.

However, what they don’t know is that this is a road of no return.

Chen Mo closed "Wu Chi Travel Notes" and felt quite emotional:

"It turns out that the puppets made by Mo Ke Ju are so powerful! It can actually split and entrust a part of the spirit consciousness, thus becoming an independent individual."

As a time traveler, before seeing this "Wu Chi Travel Notes", he felt that the productivity of the cultivation world was just so-so.

But only then did he know that he still saw this world clearly.

In a country with a long history, generations of cultivators, under their endless creations, it seems like a scene of a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

Chen Mo knew for the first time that Shennong Sect's cultivation of spiritual plants had gone beyond the scope of experience.

They will choose different mother plants according to the different shapes of the plants, use the means of cultivating immortals to crossbreed them, and finally get the desired spiritual plants.

They will also improve and create new pill formulas over and over again, and refine pills with more outstanding medicinal effects.

Now it seems that Shennong Sect can be so arrogant, and it has its capital!

The value of such an immortal sect is much more important than that of Qingyang Sect, which can only fly swords and fight and kill.

There are hundreds of immortal sects in Wuchi Country, and there are only a handful of immortal sects like Shennong Sect, Mo Ke Ju, Wangshen Palace, and Qishouyuan, so the king of a country will agree to their overbearing and unreasonable reasons.

"Qingyang Sect is still too small!"

"No! Pingduzhou is still too small!"

As a northwestern border area, whether it is vision or strength, it is not comparable to the Central Plains.

This also led to the idea and means of Qingyang Sect to control the lower-level spiritual plant husbands through disasters and skills.

Chen Mo put away "Wu Chi Travel Notes" and was extremely emotional for a while.

"Take your time, I'm just a ninth-level Qi Refining, and now all I can do is farm and raise pigs!"

After reading and relaxing for a while, he finally put the business on the agenda.

In more than two months, with the crazy assistance of the small enlightenment fruit, his "Qingfeng Duanjiang Sword" has replaced "Canyang Sword Jue" and reached the state of great success. Except for "Earth Binding Technique" and "Harvesting Technique", other spells have basically been perfected.

Not only that, what Chen Mo is most looking forward to is the book "Spiritual Refining Demon Technique" obtained from the disciples of Shennong Sect!

Although this method is a technique, it is different from other spells and has no progress in practice.

It is just like a formation. Once you know it, you know it. It can be used in any occasion and according to different monsters. This is the key!

After paying the price of four chickens and two pigs, Chen Mo finally understood this beast-controlling method.

However, before that, he had not succeeded in refining a demon once, and the blood purity in the spirit animal had not been awakened.

"Try again today!"

Chen Mo came to the disciple residence and selected a spirit chicken that was two heads taller than him in the chicken shed. After combing its feathers, the chicken quietly closed its eyes and sat on the ground with its huge body, allowing him to manipulate it at will.