Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In the next month, Chen Mo's experience in the Rain-making Technique soared.

From the initial 36 points, it has now risen to 82 points.

In other words, in at most 20 days, this most basic spell of the Spiritual Plant Man will usher in its first transformation.

However, in the past month, his Qi-nourishing Technique has not moved at all.

It seems that the experience increase a few days ago was the result of a long period of practice.

In his hands, everything is just a matter of course.

In the three acres of spiritual fields, the spiritual yellow rice has begun to hang ears, and it is less than two months away from maturity.

The spiritual plant man around Guchen Market has good luck this year. There has been good weather and good harvests this year. There has been no bad weather, no insect disasters, and no bird disasters. Everything is a thriving scene.

It has been nearly two months since Chen Mo woke up.

He carefully noticed that there was no news about the man in black clothes and bamboo hats from the market.

It seems that the robber disappeared after succeeding.

It is also possible to fly away.

After all, once people knew that he had taken action in the market and killed the spiritual plant husband who farmed for Ziyun Peak, he would most likely be in trouble.

Of course, as a spiritual plant husband at the lowest level, Chen Mo's source of information was also very closed, and it was not ruled out that the murderer had been brought to justice.

In short, the death of the original owner had come to an end.

There was no news about the murderer, but Chen Mo had heard some gossip about him these days.

That day, the tenant in the south, Yin Zheng, who was a spiritual plant husband in the same batch as him, found him mysteriously and asked him whether Wang Lixia's time was coming.

But when Chen Mo asked him back, the other party hesitated and talked about something else.

Later, after asking around, it turned out that the whole area was spreading that Wang Lixia's time was coming, and Chen Mo deliberately tried to please the other party and intended to form a Taoist partner with him to inherit the other party's inheritance.

Chen Mo was a little dumbfounded when he heard the news for the first time.

But he was helpless.

However, he had made a note of this account, and would settle with them when he became stronger in the future.

That day, Chen Mo came to Wang Lixia's spiritual field as usual, knocked on the door and said hello, and then began to perform the rain-making technique.

To his surprise, not long after he started, the other party pushed the door open and walked out.

Wang Lixia stood not far away and watched him for half an hour.

Chen Mo finished his work and stepped forward, respectfully saying: "Senior, I will come again in three days."

This time, the other party did not nod, but gently tapped his cane, and said with his cracked lips: "Have you heard the gossip outside?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mo's expression became obviously embarrassed.

Wang Lixia smiled contemptuously, and then said: "A bunch of mad dogs, follow me."

After that, the other party went north along the ridge of the field.

Chen Mo didn't understand, but followed him anyway.

Soon, the two arrived at another spiritual field one after the other, and the spiritual plant husband here was busy meditating and practicing.

Since they were not neighbors, Chen Mo didn't know the other party's name.

As soon as the two approached, Wang Lixia put the cane in her hand on the ground, and her two old and dry hands quickly made a seal, and a blazing fire palm came in an instant, heading straight for the spiritual plant husband.

In a panic, the other party could only dodge.

But this was a full-strength attack from the third level of Qi Refining!

How could he dodge it?

With a muffled sound, the fire palm hit the other party's shoulder, and half of his body was instantly burned black.

"Friend Wang! What do you mean!" He Zhiping's face was extremely ugly. While breathing, he looked at the old woman vigilantly.

"I am old, not dead! If I hear those gossips again, don't blame me for dragging someone down with me on the road to the underworld!"

After saying that, Wang Lixia heavily pounded the cane she picked up.

In the early years, she had never been a Taoist partner with anyone in her prime, and she never thought that after her body was weak and broken, she would be slandered.

How could she tolerate this?

Chen Mo, who was standing behind him, witnessed the whole process.

The flame palm Wang Lixia used, like the rain-making technique, was almost a standard skill that all spiritual plant masters could use.

But the flame palm in the opponent's hand was completely different from the steaming palm technique he had just learned!

It could even leave the body and become a long-range attack!

"So the flame palm is so strong!"

Chen Mo said in his heart, and he also made up his mind that after he became proficient in the rain-making technique, he must devote some energy to practicing the flame palm, which was his only magic.

Wang Lixia was reluctant to speak.

After teaching He Zhiping a lesson, she turned around and left.

Her old back and hunched body gave people a feeling of fragility, but as the only person in the area of ​​100 acres who was at the third level of Qi Refining, no one dared to touch her brow.

What's more, the opponent's death was almost certain, and it was not a wise move to provoke her at this time.

"Senior, I would like to ask you, at what level can the Flame Palm be as powerful as you just now?"

Wang Lixia stopped and turned her head slightly.

A scornful smile appeared on her face: "Forty years ago, I learned that my realm was stagnant and could not be advanced, so I kept practicing the Flame Palm. What do you think?"

"Great success?" Chen Mo asked tentatively.

"Great success?" Wang Lixia's expression froze, and a little turbid eyes revealed a hint of complexity, "How can a spiritual plant master like you master the Great Success?"

Without waiting for Chen Mo to ask, the other party continued:

"In the mastery realm, the Flame Palm can leave the body, and in the minor success realm, the power is greatly increased."

Just minor success?

Chen Mo nodded slightly and took note of it secretly.

…

After returning to his farmland, Chen Mo began to meditate and recover after making clouds and rain.

Two hours later, he stood up and gathered his spiritual energy in his hands.

The next moment, heat rose between his hands.

Following the route of exercise in his memory, he "punched" a few times, and after just a few breaths, the spiritual energy that had just recovered less than 10% instantly ran out.

"So much consumption?"

Chen Mo, who had been busy taking care of the spiritual field, only realized how much offensive spells consumed the body!

And at this moment, bright yellow words suddenly appeared.

[Flame Palm +1]

"Can I add a little experience after performing it once?"

Chen Mo was surprised.

The consumption of the Flame Palm was beyond his expectations, and the increase in experience was also beyond his expectations.

At this rate, its practice efficiency is nearly three times that of the Raining Technique!

"It seems that the practice of the Flame Palm must be put on a daily basis."

Chen Mo made up his mind again.

…

The time of farming, making rain, meditating, and practicing passed quickly.

Before setting off, Chen Mo glanced at his own panel:

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Occupation: Spiritual Plant Husband (unlocked), Spiritual Cultivation Officer (unlocked)...]

[Lifespan: 28/76]

[Cultivation: First Level of Qi Refining]

[Skill: Cultivation Qi Jue (44/100)]

[Spells:]

[Rain-making Technique (beginner): 99/100]

[Flame Palm (beginner): 23/100]

[Talent: Increased Production (green)]

There is only one bit of experience left before the breakthrough of Rain-making Technique!