Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

It wasn't until a while later that he slowed down when he saw that figure was not moving.

After approaching cautiously...

It turned out that it was a dead person.

"Why are there dead people here? It seems that they have been dead for several days..."

"This man is sloppy, but he is burly and full of strength. Obviously, his cultivation level is not low."

"I haven't heard of any Lingnong who can't get along and go up the mountain... what the hell!"

After Yan Yihai turned the man's body around, he realized that the man's death was a bit outrageous.

His eyes were still open, his skin was livid, his body curled up, his eyes widened with fear.

Although his body was tattered, there was no external injury.

This... Everyone can see that this person is scared to death.

"I've heard that people are afraid of thunder, so there's no need to be afraid of death, right?"

"You are still in the blessed land like this? It's really embarrassing to be born as a human being."

"Such a burly man but so small in courage, he deserves to be shrunk on this dilapidated mountain...huh?"

Yan Yihai had a poisonous tongue, cursing and cursing, and found that a piece of skin had fallen off this person.

This leather is obviously a "cheat book" with words engraved with divine thoughts.

"Look at what was recorded..."

Yan Yihai swept away with his divine sense.

The moment his consciousness entered it, he felt that he was plunged into darkness.

At the same time, Yan Yihai's body shook and he opened his eyes.

His eyes were stern, he put the leather in his arms, and ran down the mountain with a blank expression.

After a few vertical jumps, he came to the woods below the mountain and caught a nesting hawk.

He raised his hand, blood oozed from his fingertips, and turned into distorted words in the air, forming a blood talisman.

Turning the finger, the blood talisman turned into a drop of blood, which dripped into the falcon's mouth.

Falcon struggled for a while, and then his eyes turned blood red, looking equally stern.

Then, Yan Yihai raised his palm, blood oozed from the palm, interweaving into a map in the air.

He did the same, turning the map into blood and dripping it into the falcon's mouth.

The falcon fluttered away, flew across the night sky, flew to the edge of the blessed land, and flew towards the earth below.

The figure swept across the vast mountains, and finally flew into the fireworks of the world.

As for Yan Yihai, his complexion became extremely tired.

He looked at his hands, sighed, and smelled——

"Ugh..." He almost threw up.

He muttered to himself, "How long has this shit been in the shower?"

"Such a good body has become dirty."

"That's all, I thought it would be a spirit official, but I didn't expect it to be a poor spirit farmer."

"In the end, I will help you as a reward..."

"God, I haven't been this dirty after staying for more than ten years without taking a bath..."

"vomit!"

Resisting retching, he pinched out the formula, and in an instant, the water vapor lingered and rolled around his body.

The white water vapor came here, and it turned black when it left, so I washed it three times in a row.

At this moment, "Yan Yihai" was trembling because of being too dirty, and really didn't want to do it for the fourth time.

After finishing the work, he dragged his body and ran back to the house in Yunbo Village, and fell asleep.

Overnight.

The next morning, before dawn, An Jia woke up and took a shower.

Carry a hatchet in a basket on the back, and fill the bamboo tube with honey water.

First, he raised his hand and used the Moyun Jue, summoning a thunderstorm to water all the vegetable fields, and then feeding the chickens, geese and rabbits.

By the way, I'll wash some rice, add fire to the kitchen stove, and make the day's meal boring first.

So when you come back, you can cook a dish.

After finishing the manual work, take a wheelbarrow.

As soon as the Whirlwind Jue is used, the wheelbarrow rushes forward like lightning.

This is less effort and faster than his volley.

After all, the cyclone between heaven and earth is everywhere.

Use your spiritual sense to feel it, use your spiritual sense to push it together, and then manipulate it.

During this period of time, Whirlwind Jue has been constantly improving and improving.

He controlled the wheelbarrow to move forward, so he could be a car god on this rugged mountain road.

When passing by the bamboo forest, he raised his hand and waved it.

"Return—Yuan—Sword—"

He gave this finger with a high-speed spinning qi move a name.

Although he himself felt a little secondary.

But a man, it's a waste of a boy if he doesn't hit two.

And be a teenager all your life.

In the bamboo grove, he cut down a large piece of bamboo like he was chopping vegetables.

It's not that he felled trees indiscriminately, and later he had to build warehouses and paper mills. Of course, he had to make some preparations by the way.

He just sat there on the wheelbarrow.

This time I passed through the woods and stopped looking around.

The incident last time was purely self-inflicted, and he didn't want to cause trouble again.

Life is not easy, don't ask for trouble.

Not long after, the wheelbarrow rushed out of the forest, and a plain appeared before him.

Looking at the past, there are all yellow rice fields.

The rice is very dense and huge, although it is a bit incomparable to his one that grows to a height of one foot...

The ones here are only two meters high.

However, An Jia knew the reason.

It is densely planted and often planted here, which is caused by the serious consumption of land fertility.

When you see rice fields, you know you're in the right place.

"This is Yunbo Village... I didn't expect it to be so close, only fifteen kilometers away."

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