I live live farming in Shanhaijing

Chapter 130

"That's a sword that can fly with a sword!"

Master Meng looked at Professor Li sadly.

"I know, and then what?"

Professor Li looked bewildered.

He didn't know it was a sword yet!
"But turning the ground is really useful."

Master Meng: No, let him take it easy.

He jumped up and down so hard that he didn't even have a sword. He finally borrowed a sword, but it turned out that the sword was unlocked with fingerprints.

Forget it, the Qingfeng sword he wished to offer up, in Professor Li's place, can only be used to plow the ground!
How can the gap between people be greater than that between humans and dogs?

"That is to say, no one can use this sword except Professor Li?"

Shen Zhiqing looked curiously at the Qingfeng Sword on the ground.

This Qingfeng sword looks the same as other Qingfeng swords, but it is very different.

After all, this is the Qingfeng sword with wisdom!

"This is the case with magic weapons that give birth to spirits. Most spirits are proud by nature and will not submit to others except their own master. If the master dies, the bloody spirit will even go with the master, just like that It's the same as the magic weapon of the swordsmith."

Qi Ling only recognizes one master in their life, and if their master dies, they will not live alone.

Qingfengjian was rubbing against Professor Li affectionately, but Professor Li looked at Qingfengjian with visible disgust.

It doesn't work well for turning the ground, and it doesn't work for anything. What is the use of this thing?

"If you dislike it, give it to me!"

Master Meng was about to cry.

"You want to give it to you!"

Professor Li stuffed Qingfeng Sword into Master Meng's arms, but Qingfengjian was very arrogant, jumped up and hit Master Meng's head, and there was a bump on Master Meng's head immediately.

Master Meng: "..."

Is he disgusted by a sword?
All of a sudden, Master Meng was in a state of confusion.

Qingfengjian was merciless to Master Meng, but in front of Professor Li, he was as obedient as a quail, nestling quietly next to Professor Li.

When Master Meng saw this scene, his heart ached and his head ached.

Why is his life so hard!
He is coptis to become fine, right?
"You can't use it anymore?"

Professor Li looked at Master Meng.

"It's useless!"

Master Meng had a look of grief and indignation - with a big bump on his head.

"Then our agreement is not considered invalid, it is force majeure and cannot be performed."

Professor Li held the Qingfeng sword and said solemnly.

Master Meng: "..."

Is he still thinking about this at this time?
"Void, must be void!"

If it wasn't for the Qingfeng Sword, why would he go to so much trouble to help Professor Li!

He not only taught Professor Li how to practice, but also helped Professor Li cultivate the land!
His old waist was almost broken!

"Can be voided."

Professor Li tilted his head, "So I'm leaving?"

"Go, go, go!"

Master Meng was depressed when he saw Professor Li.

"What agreement does Master Meng have with Professor Li?"

Shen Zhiqing looked at Master Meng curiously.

"He lent me the Qingfeng sword, I taught him how to cultivate, and helped him plow the ground... Wait!"

Master Meng suddenly stared.

"In the end, I not only helped him flip the ground and taught him how to practice, but in the end I didn't even use the sword?"

like……

That's exactly what happened.

No wonder Professor Li agrees to cancel the agreement so happily!
Master Meng suddenly couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, and finally moved the big bag on his head again, grinning his teeth in pain.

He really is the essence of coptis!

"You guys who study science, why are your hearts so dirty!"

Shen Zhiqing silently looked at Master Meng, thinking that it might not be a matter of Professor Li's heart not being dirty.

It's Master Meng, it's too simple!
In the end, Master Meng still used the Qingfeng Sword—Shen Zhiqing's.

"Your sword doesn't have a sword spirit, does it?"

Master Meng looked at Shen Zhiqing warily.

"No no, absolutely no!"

Shen Zhiqing waved her hands repeatedly.

Her sword is an ordinary sword, how could there be a sword spirit?

[What a pity for Master Meng, I just discovered that Professor Li is so black-bellied! 】

[Student farmers said that it is not enough to have a few minds, and we even need to learn some psychology]

[Could it be possible for plants to speculate on psychology? 】

[No, guessing is the psychology of tourists]

【Every farmer from graduation to experiment is a history of blood and tears】

[I pray every day that my experimental seedlings will not be picked up by someone who owes me]

[The weeds you picked up in the Agricultural College may be our final homework]

[Learning farmers cry with their heads in their arms]

Shen Zhiqing glanced at the barrage, and was suddenly curious.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

[This is not an exaggeration, this is a history of blood and tears! 】

[My senior brother was plucked because of his seedlings, and it was postponed...]

Shen Zhiqing looked at the history of blood and tears on the bullet screen, and suddenly trembled with fear.

Fortunately, she is not a farmer!

Miserable, so miserable.

So, Master Meng was tricked by Professor Li...

Seems to be quite normal?
She silently lit a candle for Master Meng in her heart.

Shen Zhiqing's Qingfeng Sword does not have a sword spirit, so it is obviously much more cooperative.

Not long after, Master Meng controlled the Qingfeng sword and slowly rose into the air.

With his hands spread out, he carefully controlled the direction of the Qingfeng sword.

【Phantom of me learning to ride a bicycle】

【2333 That's what I did when I was riding a bicycle】

Master Meng is very cautious, he is not too young, but he is not one of those young people.

Soon, Master Meng mastered the balance.

then……

Whoosh disappeared.

Shen Zhiqing looked up at a black spot in the sky.

The camera in the live broadcast room also followed the black spot.

Master Meng accelerated suddenly, and his figure was soaring in the air. He only felt that he had turned into a bird, an eagle, soaring freely in the air.

"Master, I did it!"

He couldn't help shouting excitedly.

When he was young, his family was poor, and his parents couldn't afford to support him, so they threw him to the Taoist temple when he was three years old. It was the master of the Taoist temple who raised him and sent him to school.

And after he graduated, he resolutely returned to the Taoist temple and carried forward the Taoist temple.

When he was young, he also had a dream of holding a sword to the end of the world. As he got older, he no longer had such extravagant hopes, but this seed was still buried in his heart.

Now he can really hold his sword to the end of the world, he can really fly!

Master Meng imitated the things mentioned in the book, quickly made seals with his ten fingers, and silently recited the mental method in his mouth, guiding the spiritual energy to travel through the meridians.

"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, break!"

Master Meng suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands together, and pointed forward.

The mighty thunder fell from the sky.

The whistling of the wind blew up Master Meng's clothes.

【Fuck! 】

[This special effect——]

【It's the scene in my dream woo woo woo】

[There are immortals in the north who remain independent from the world]

[Upstairs you went to the wrong studio, there are beauties in the north]

[Who can refuse a game that can truly cultivate immortals? 】

[Wait a minute, he looks familiar, isn't this the president of the Taoist Association? 】

(End of this chapter)