Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

Chapter 5

Night, starry.

Between the mountains and forests, there was a crisp sound of insects from time to time.

"Hey, the blocked tendons are more serious than I expected.

In the past, one opening pill could open up at least three to four tendons.

But now, even one tenth of a tendon cannot be opened, and it is nowhere in sight to clear the whole body. "

Inside the room, Lin Yi, who had just finished practicing, had a dignified and helpless expression on his face.

Without opening up the tendons, he would not be able to re-enter the inner qi environment.

If you don't reach the inner qi state, the method of lightening the body with inner qi involved in Guiyuan Jin cannot be used.

In this way, just relying on the explosion of physical strength, the speed will be inferior after all.

In case of danger, it would be extremely inconvenient to escape, let alone attack the innate realm and embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

"There are still six Kaimai Pills left, let's see if one can be unblocked after taking all of them, if it really doesn't work"

Thinking of this, Ji Dong's eyes turned to the dagger beside the bed.

Qingfeng Sword, a low-grade magic weapon, is one foot and four inches long, extremely sharp when blowing hair and breaking hair, and the magic sword contains the power of gust of wind.

If it is activated by mana, the sword light can reach three feet, and its power is extraordinary.

As a member of the law enforcement guards of Xianyuan City, his uncle Lin Feixiang once owned a middle-grade magic weapon called Chiyu Blade.

Once the red feather blade is used, it can be transformed into seven fiery red flying blades, which are extremely lethal.

However, it is obvious that this magic weapon has been lost following the death of the uncle, and it can only be lost.

As for, the storage bag.

The seemingly ordinary cloth bag, but if it doesn't produce mana, even if it has a thousand jin of strength, it can't be opened at all.

"And, even if it can be opened, how much can there be left inside?"

Looking at the stars in the night, Lin Yi was in a daze.

This fairy road is already in front of you, if you don't ask for it, how can you be reconciled.

In a blink of an eye, another month passed.

With the continuous efforts of daily work, the remaining six open pulse pills were already exhausted a few days ago.

The effect is indescribable.

The consequences of the congenital failure of shocking are more serious than he imagined.

Of the twelve meridians, up to now, only one-third of one has been sorted out.

The medicinal power of Kaimai Dan did not fail.

The reason why it is so slow is that all the small veins attached to the twelve main meridians have been damaged.

This is slow work, and only by repairing one by one can we achieve step-by-step work.

In this way, a few years of water milling are indispensable.

It was precisely because of this that Ji Dong devoted most of his time to martial arts.

Guiyuan's thirteen-style swordsmanship was superb as early as a month ago, and now the sword moves with his heart, and he can strike wherever he points.

Lin Yi asked himself, within the same realm, his swordsmanship should be invincible.

Relying on the Qingfeng Sword, a low-grade magic weapon, in an instant, it can't be said that it can kill the innate, so it can be regarded as a little bit of self-protection.

But even so, Ji Dong did not have the slightest arrogance, but became more cautious.

Here is the fairy city.

No matter how powerful his martial arts offensive is, he only needs one talisman.

A golden talisman that can form a protective spirit shield is enough to block his attack.

The only relying on the low-grade magic weapon Qingfeng sword, for the sake of safety, if it is not exposed, blood will be seen when the sword comes out, so as to prevent people from prying.

"After thinking about it, the only way to do it is to farm. When all the weeds in the field are gone, I will find a time to go to Xianyuan City."

After all, several years of repairs are too long and prone to variables.

This day, the sun is shining brightly.

There is a breeze blowing from the mountains, with a unique coolness, which makes the leaves rustle, and the grass and rice ears are like waves.

Among the fields, Lin Yi held a black hoe and was concentrating on weeding.

Although the green spiritual rice in Dongtian Paradise has had a good harvest a few days ago, the three mu spiritual field in front of the gate has been barren.

If someone else sees it, I'm afraid they will inevitably have some crooked thoughts.

"In one more day, all the weeds in the fields will be eradicated."

Ji Dong stood up and looked at the weeds in the field, and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.

These seemingly ordinary weeds have quite tough roots. If you don't have a black hoe in your hand, you will have the strength of a thousand catties, and it is very troublesome to clean them up.

"rustle!"

At this time, another strange noise came from the field.

Ji Dong's right ear moved slightly, looking for the sound.

I saw the green and yellow ears of rice swaying a few steps away, dancing with the green weeds.

"rustle!"

The strange noise seemed to be getting closer, and Ji Dong frowned, his eyes fixed.

In the grass, two finger-thin green grass trembled slightly, and a green spirit insect jumped up lightly.

The spirit insect looks like a locust, with a blue body and the size of a baby's fist, but it has sharp teeth.

"Da da da!"

The blue wings fluttered, and there was a rapid flapping sound.

Ji Dong only felt a blue light flash in front of his eyes, and the blue locust pounced in front of him, and the fangs in front of the lower jaw shone coldly.

"Go away!"

Ji Dong waved the hoe in his hand, his complexion changed slightly, he only felt that he had hit something hard, and a force of gravity hit him.

"Clap!"

The cyan locust was slapped in the soil and shook its dizzy head, while Ji Dong took two steps back.

"Chucky!"

Seeing that the green locust spread its wings and was about to fly again, Ji Dong smashed the hoe in his hand.

"call out!"

The cyan locust moved extremely sharply and easily avoided it, making a sizzling sound, showing a fierce look.

"die!"

In an instant, Ji Dong's eyes focused on finding the right opportunity, and a blue cold light burst out from his arms.

"Snapped!"

But seeing a flash of cold light, the cyan locust's ascending body froze for an instant, turning into two halves and falling to the ground.

"How can there be such spirit insects at this time of year?"

Looking at the insect corpse that was divided into two, Ji Dong frowned.

The dead green locust belonged to the lowly spiritual insects, but their body was hard and their speed was extremely fast. If they didn't have a sharp weapon in hand, they wouldn't die so easily.

"Fortunately, my martial arts cultivation base is good, otherwise I will almost suffer."

After waiting for a while, but there was no movement in the field, Lin Yi heaved a sigh of relief and picked up the black hoe near the insect corpse.

He saw that the corner of the hoe already had a concave mark, so it was no wonder that the impact just now made him take two steps back.

Even if he swung it hastily, he still has a lot of strength. If he were an ordinary person, he would die.

Although the world of cultivating immortals is splendid, it is full of murderous opportunities.

After some conclusions, Ji Dong smashed the dead green locusts into bloody mud and buried them near Qinglingdao.

After all, it is a spirit insect, even if it is not popular, its flesh and blood can nourish the ears of rice.

"The green locust likes to eat the spiritual rice, and it will only appear when the spiritual rice is about to ripen, although it appears earlier.

But I think it's because I have neglected to take care of the spiritual fields in the past two months, so the insects breed in advance. "

Looking at the ears of rice that were gradually filling up on the blue-yellow Qingling rice, Lin Yi let out a foul breath.

"We still have to weed as soon as possible. After all, once the three acres of spiritual fields are harvested, they will be worth 300 low-grade spiritual stones."

(End of this chapter)