Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

The Tianyu Dao rice in front of the headmaster's hall is ripe.

The whole mountaintop is filled with a strong aroma of wine.

For the past six months, only Chen Mo could smell this aroma, but now it has become two people.

Nie Yuanzhi stood outside the hall, looking at the hall that he personally supervised and completed, which was both familiar and unfamiliar. In order to make Chen Mo, the headmaster and general, not only live comfortably, but also show his style, he has put a lot of thought into it.

He even has no less than ten maids.

However, it has been almost four years, and even he is here for the first time, let alone others?

Chen Mo squatted in the spiritual field in front of the hall, wearing a khaki linen shirt, carefully fiddling with the spiritual plants in the field. From the appearance alone, who would have thought that this is one of the six most powerful people in Pingduzhou?

Nie Yuanzhi walked forward cautiously, and only when he came to Chen Mo's side did he straighten his back.

"In half a month, the rice here will be ripe, and I'll make you some wine."

Facing the headmaster's hearty smile, Nie Yuanzhi's heart was also warmed, and he nodded seriously: "Then I won't go home until I'm drunk."

"Enough wine and meat!" Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "You go in and sit for a while, I'll straighten these ears and then go in."

Because the alienated Tianyu Dao rice began to ferment during the growth process, its ears are heavier than ordinary plants, so Chen Mo had to fix them on each plant.

Fortunately, he had a lot of human puppets, and they did a large part of the work.

After working for a while, it was almost dark, and Chen Mo turned back to enter the two towering doors.

The hall was empty, except for a huge official chair on the nine steps facing the door, there was nothing else.

Nie Yuanzhi stood in the corner, looking a little lonely.

"Look at you, you built such a big place. I am afraid of ghosts living here alone." Chen Mo teased.

He had told Nie Yuanzhi before the construction, but the other party said that this was the facade of Motai Mountain and the symbol of the headmaster, so it could not be sloppy or vague. In the end, it took a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources to build such a hall in the secret realm.

However, facing Chen Mo's ridicule, the elder of secular affairs could only laugh.

The headmaster had so many secrets that even he could not see through them.

"Headmaster, you asked me to come?"

Chen Mo patted the dust on his body, and conjured a set of tables and chairs with wine and food on the table: "Sit down and talk."

The two sat down.

"What do you think of the next development of Motai Mountain?"

Nie Yuanzhi was not surprised. After four years, he came to the main peak of the 108 peaks of the Silver Moon Secret Realm again, and he had made all preparations.

"Two months ago, Daoist Qinghong and his friend both broke through the fourth level and fourth layer."

"Huh? So fast?"

"In addition, with the supply of a large number of Xuanqing Yangyuan Pills, Elders Li Tingyi, Tian Suqin, Qi Chen and others have also reached the peak of the Golden Core and are preparing to impact the Nascent Soul."

Chen Mo nodded: "It seems that we have to refine another batch of Yangshen Pills."

Nie Yuanzhi was in awe when he heard this.

This year, as long as he refined a Yangshen Pill, the next one would appear in front of him as soon as possible. These pills seemed to appear out of thin air.

For this reason, he also went to find Liu Yulin of Babao Zhenlong Pavilion to inquire about the value of Yangshen Pills.

Even though a year has passed, Nie Yuanzhi broke into a cold sweat when he thought of the price of three middle-grade spirit crystals.

In the past, the entire Beiyue City combined might not be worth a middle-grade spirit crystal, but now?

He has already taken ten pills alone!

Judging from what he said just now, with the financial resources of Motai Mountain, they can probably refine as many as they want.

"What about you? Have you reached the second level of the Nascent Soul?" Chen Mo asked.

Nie Yuanzhi nodded.

"Hurry up and practice. Chen Hu and the others are all at the third level of the Nascent Soul."

Since Chen Hu, Chen Shi, and Chen Xi transformed into human form, their practice speed has improved by leaps and bounds. In more than a year, they have caught up with the speed of the first echelon.

Although there is still a certain gap compared with Xiao Kang, Xiao Jin and Dou, their current strength is much stronger than that of the White Eagle and Fierce Wind Eagle of the same period.

Cao Lingyun's "Innate Transformation Technique" is really something!

"I understand."

"What about the disciples? Have you recruited any talented disciples?"

Chen Mo is still very concerned about this aspect.

At this time, Nie Yuanzhi took out a photo bead, which was bought from Beizhou at the cost of a medium-grade spirit crystal. The principle is the same as the image on the tower of Linglong City, but it is more portable to use.

"According to your suggestion, I went to the lower world with Dean Xu this year."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It turns out that the world outside the cultivation continent is also so colorful, with rivers and lakes, society, and chaos...

But Nie Yuanzhi also knows what the headmaster cares about, so he can still tell what to say and what not to say.

The image beads lit up, and a total of four figures appeared in front of Chen Mo.

"Dean Xu gave us a lot of convenience. Those disciples in the lower world who have the opportunity to cultivate immortals were allowed to choose first. This is a disciple I picked from a continent called "Xuan". Dean Xu told me that the disciples with immortal fate in Xuan Continent were originally directly accepted by nine legends as personal disciples, but the legend of Linglong City gave this disciple to us."

Chen Mo stared at the image, it was a child of eight or nine years old.

At this moment, the child suddenly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to cut through time and space to look at him.

This glance actually made Chen Mo a little surprised.

"It's really a good seedling."

The meaning of the legend couldn't be more obvious.

He left Qin Xi in Linglong Academy, and they returned a future genius.

"What's his name?"

"He said his name is Xuan." Nie Yuanzhi explained, "I know that people there don't have names, so when you ask them, they are all called Xuan. Generally, after being accepted as a disciple by a legend, they will be given a name."

"He doesn't have it yet?" Chen Mo asked.

"Wait for you to give him a name, Master."

"Bring him to see me in two days."

Nie Yuanzhi nodded and continued: "These two are from the lower world where the nine legends are. They are twins."

Chen Mo looked at the video and they were both female.

"What about this guy?"

"He is a student of Linglong Academy, named Ning Boqian. He dropped out of the academy and came to Pingduzhou."

"Dropping out?"

"Yes! Qin Xi did a lot of work on this. He said that this guy is trustworthy. You can take him with you to observe and test him for a period of time. After confirming that there is no problem, you can accept him as a disciple."

Chen Mo's eyes stayed on the image of Ning Boqian.

"Is he a golden elixir?"

Nie Yuanzhi nodded.

"He is a spiritual plant?"

Nie Yuanzhi continued to nod. (End of this chapter)