Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Black-winged bird, four years ago!

The two terms that were originally unrelated, now combined together, shocked Chen Mo's heart!

One is a carrion bird, and the other is the date of his arrival. Lan Ling mentioned it at this moment, and she was afraid that she had seen it at the beginning.

Chen Mo slowly turned around, with a disgusted expression on his face, and said: "What are you talking about? Psycho."

Then, regardless of the other party's reaction, he continued to plow the field.

Behind him, Lan Ling bit her lips tightly with her pearly teeth. She thought that this information would make Chen Mo compromise, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't care at all... No! Or maybe she didn't admit it at all.

The glimpse of four years ago, the black shadow that cut through the spiritual field, and the black-winged bird screaming in the sky...

Lan Ling didn't take this scene to heart.

As the time spent with Chen Mo increased, the picture emerged little by little, and finally pieced together a weird picture in her memory.

She gritted her teeth and turned around.

She walked away slowly with trembling steps.

Until Lan Ling's breath completely disappeared, Chen Mo turned around and looked at her meaningfully.

...

One day later, the 15 acres of spiritual fields were sown.

The clouds and rain began to gather in the sky, and gradually, a drizzle of early spring moistened the spiritual fields.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged and continued to meditate and practice.

At this moment, he was holding the second low-grade spiritual stone in his hand. When the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual stone was exhausted, it would be the day when he broke through the fourth level of Qi Refining!

Near dusk, when the spiritual plant husbands around returned to the house, Chen Mo went to activate the mountain-viewing image formation arranged around, and briefly retained the current image.

Back in the house, he combed the feathers of the spiritual birds again, and fell asleep early that day.

Early the next morning, Chen Mo left the spiritual field and went to the market, and came back at almost noon.

In this way, he was still busy practicing, farming, and raising spiritual birds, as if nothing had happened!

This continued for the next few days.

Finally, on the fifth day, Lan Ling knocked on He Zhiping's door despite her weak body.

As soon as the other party opened the door, the female cultivator who had tried so hard to hang him threw herself into He Zhiping's arms, muttering: "One Bigu Pill, I will be yours from now on."

He Zhiping was shocked and almost pushed the other party down in a panic.

Finally, he reacted, looked around, and took Lan Ling back to his room.

After years of hard work, He Zhiping finally waited for a spring day.

That night, the female cultivator of the first level of Qi Refining became even weaker...

"Bigu Pill..." Lan Ling almost had no strength to swallow her saliva at this moment.

But the heroic He Zhiping patted his chest and said: "I don't have it on hand, I'll take you to the market to buy it now!"

As he said that, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed the sachet containing spiritual sand.

As for whether there was spiritual sand in it?

Only he knew.

Lan Ling was delighted, feeling like she had survived a disaster.

In this way, with the help of He Zhiping, the two went to the market.

However, when it got dark, only he returned. Since then, Lan Ling has not been seen for several months.

Ten days, twenty days, one month...

Her two acres of spiritual fields are still abandoned.

During this period, Yu Xi from Wenxiang Pavilion came once, talked to Chen Mo for a few words, and then left in a hurry.

But this scene was inevitably seen by He Zhiping and Miao Chen.

In the past, these two people would definitely gossip about her behind her back, but now they all chose to keep silent.

In the second month after spring plowing, that is, thirty-three days after Lan Ling's "disappearance", He Zhiping still found Chen Mo.

Now, within a hundred acres, Chen Mo is an unavoidable obstacle.

Other spiritual plant husbands have to look at his face for all their actions.

"Chen...Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Mo stood outside the spiritual field with an unhappy look on his face.

Every time someone approached, he had to leave the image formation, and the time he wasted on cultivation wasted.

"What's the matter!"

"Lan... Lan Ling seems to have disappeared."

"Is it related to you?" Chen Mo suddenly asked back.

"Ah?!" He Zhiping was shocked instantly, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He tried to calm down and said, "No... no... it doesn't matter."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Chen Mo snorted in his heart.

Are there good people in this world? There are only a group of selfish cultivators!

Of course, this also includes himself.

"I saw that her spiritual field was barren, and I wanted to... want to plant this year..."

"Get lost!"

Chen Mo only said one word, and at this moment, Xiao Kang in the chicken shed also rushed over.

Now the spiritual bird has reached the chest of a person, and the chicken breast is raised, giving people a full sense of oppression!

He Zhiping swallowed his saliva, and then walked away in disgrace.

How could two acres of spiritual field be given to him?

As early as the day Yuxi came, Chen Mo had already expanded the scope of the shadow formation.

Now, what He Zhiping and others saw was just an illusion!

It was already green inside.

In another three months, the spiritual rice planted will also mature.

And by then, the harvest will be 7,000 kilograms!

…

He Zhiping left in disgrace, and before he returned to the house, Miao Chen came to meet him.

“What do you think? Are you willing to give it?”

Seeing the other party shaking his head, this good friend was immediately filled with indignation!

"He! What right does he have to occupy those two acres of spiritual fields! Is Guchen Fangshi's surname Chen? If you don't believe me, I'm going to find him..."

"Shh!" He Zhiping quickly covered Miao Chen's mouth, "Stop talking, stop talking, he is now at the third level of Qi Refining!"

"What's wrong with the third level of Qi Refining? Can he be unreasonable at the third level of Qi Refining? Let's go, let's go find Niu's shop..."

"I say! Forget it!" He Zhiping suddenly shouted, and his words were very impetuous.

"You?!" Miao Chen widened his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

"I say forget it, let's plant our own one acre and three mu of land first!"

He Zhiping was scared.

The rhetorical question just now made him realize that Chen Mo might know that he sold Lan Ling to Wenxiang Pavilion.

If Fangshi knew about this, he would be afraid that he would not be able to protect himself!

If he went to Niu's shop now, wouldn't it be like walking into a trap?

Moreover, for some unknown reason, Wenxiang Pavilion did not ask for the reason and gave him a large amount of spiritual sand. Now he was asked to spit it back. What was he going to spit it back? !

On the side, Miao Chen saw that the other party was backing down, and he had no choice.

He would not offend Chen Mo.

…

Busy month sixteen, sunny.

Since the beginning of the middle of summer, the sun has been shining every day.

There was a lot of cicadas chirping outside.

The spiritual plant husbands who were supposed to stay indoors to practice summer heat took advantage of the cooler weather in the morning to make spells to make rain.

This summer, the temperature was particularly high.

Originally, it rained every two or three days, but now it has to be poured almost every day.

While everyone else was busy making it rain, a man with a sickle and a rooster was also busy!