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Chapter 1 Retirement
The scorching sun is like a fire, and the scorching sun is in the sky.

At the foot of Qingyun Sect Mountain, there is a low-grade spiritual field.

Wang Lian faced the loess and turned his back to the sky. In the spiritual field where he belonged, he kept bending down and raising his head, bending down and raising his head, to inspect every spiritual rice plant in the spiritual field.

The sun was so fierce that Wang Lian sweatdropped. His meager spiritual power at the first level of Qi training was simply not enough to withstand the scorching sun at noon.

Moreover, Wang Lian had to use the small golden needle technique from time to time to kill the green shell insects that stole the spiritual rice, which left him with no extra spiritual power to protect himself from the sun.

"This is not a cultivator. He is not as good as a farmer. At least many farmers have mechanized their farming." Wang Lian complained.

Wang Lian was a good social worker in Lan Haixing. He stayed up late playing games on weekends. Then he felt a pain in his chest and his vision went dark, and he time-traveled into a handyman disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

The handyman disciple, also named Wang Lian, was alone. Because he had five spiritual roots, he could only start as a handyman as a handyman, which barely ended Wang Lian's path to immortality.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the fewer attributes of a spiritual root, the stronger the qualification. A single-attribute spiritual root is called a heavenly spiritual root, and it is the seed that all forces and organizations compete for.

In contrast, the four spiritual roots and the five spiritual roots, also known as waste spiritual roots, are hopeless in cultivation.

In addition, there are various mutant spiritual roots.

You can't say whether a different spiritual root is good or bad. You have to be specific about a certain person and a certain kind of spiritual root before you can draw a conclusion.

As for Wang Lian's original body, this guy is very determined. Even with useless spiritual roots like the Five Spiritual Roots, he has not given up on his path to becoming an immortal.

After all, who can not be fascinated by those who cultivate immortality, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, participate in the creation of nature, and live forever?
However, some time ago, Wang Lianyuan himself was unable to break through the first level of Qi training, and he was so anxious that he went crazy while practicing, so he died suddenly.

Whoosh!
Just when Wang Lian was concentrating on deworming the spiritual rice, a green figure flashed and appeared steadily in front of Wang Lian.

Wang Lian was startled at first, and then he said respectfully: "So it's Manager Xie. What are your orders from Manager Xie?"

Manager Xie looked at Wang Lian with a stern face, and then sighed: "The sect has issued an order to remove the first-level Qi training monks over 25 years old."

Wang Lian's face sank, but what was supposed to come came anyway. He forced out a smile: "Thank you, manager, is there a way to work around this?"

Wang Lian is now 21 years old, and there are still five years for him to buffer.

However, the 60-year-old Wulinggen handymen of the Qingyun Sect who were at the first level of Qi training told Wang Lian that there was no difference between five years and five seconds.

"Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual rice harvest is handed over." Manager Xie left without saying a word and went to inform other waste spiritual root servants.

Wang Lian's face became even more ugly.

Spiritual rice contains gentle spiritual power. Long-term consumption can not only prolong life, but also help cultivators improve their cultivation.

Because the spiritual power of Lingmi is mild, even ordinary people can take it, and it can also help ordinary people extend their lives by 20 to [-] years.

However, the demand for spiritual rice is huge, and there has been a long-term situation of too many monks and too little rice. Only the true disciples, deacons and elders of the Qingyun Sect can take it.

Disciples like Wang Lian, who are handymen, never take spiritual rice, they are just porters of spiritual rice.

Even so, there are countless people who go to great lengths to join the Qingyun Sect as a handyman, hoping to get a chance to walk on the road to immortality.

Because there are more and more people who want to enter the Qingyun Sect, they are getting more and more involved, which puts waste spirit root servants like Wang Lian in danger of being kicked out.

If these servants with useless spiritual roots are really eliminated and returned to the secular world, then their path to immortality will be completely cut off.

Because this rumor had been circulating for a long time, Wang Lianyuan was in a hurry to break through and went crazy and died.

Wang Lian frowned. The yield of one acre of spiritual rice was between [-] and [-] kilograms. Originally, he had to hand over [-]% of the spiritual rice.

After paying the rent and buying necessities, there was almost nothing left.

Now he is asked to turn in [-]% of his harvest, and the little spiritual rice left is no longer enough for him to maintain his life, not even enough to pay the rent.

Wang Lian also saw from this that the Qingyun Sect was determined to get rid of the useless servants this time, otherwise it would not be so harsh.

"Alas." Wang Lian heard sighs coming from a distance. Apparently, many of the useless servants had received the notice, and they were all frowning.

Of course, they took a very open view of some handymen who were around 60 years old.

Because they know that even if they don't get rid of them, there is no hope for immortality, and they don't care if they get kicked out.

But some young people still have the pursuit of immortality, so they have been sighing, and some are even a little desperate.

"Let's go to Fangshi Goulan and have some fun before we are kicked out." A handyman in his 60s comforted the young handyman.

"Yes, I didn't know the beauty of hooks when I was young, and I cried when I came to see them empty. I was obsessed with cultivating immortals, so I went late and missed the best time." Another old handyman agreed.

"A woman who cultivates immortality is much better than the vulgar people in the world, don't miss it." More old handymen persuaded.

Some young people were moved.

There are also some young people who look at these old guys with pee dripping on their feet with disdain and feel that they should not give up any opportunity.

Wang Lian also sighed, but did not show an obvious position.

On this day, most of the Feilinggen handymen were a little absent-minded while working.

After the sun set, everyone immediately returned to their shacks, closed the door tightly, and seemed to be studying countermeasures.

Wang Lian also looked heavy and returned to his dilapidated shack.

The shack is the residence of the Qingyun Sect's servants. It is made of old wooden boards. It is fully ventilated and light-transparent from top to bottom. It needs to be repaired after the servants move in.

Inside the shack are beds made of several broken wooden boards, as well as old wooden chairs and tables.

Wang Lian walked in with a sad expression, but as soon as he closed the door, the sadness on his face disappeared, replaced by relaxation and contentment.

Wang Lian closed the door with his backhand, and then locked it with a thick wooden bolt, ensuring that outsiders would need a breath or two to break through the door with force.

After Wang Lian prepared everything, he lay down on a bed made of several old wooden boards. Then he thought about a golden bead in the sea of ​​inner vision.

The golden bead is about the size of a thumb and is completely golden. There is light flowing on it and the aura of chaos hanging down from it. It is very mysterious.

On top of this golden bead, the word Taixu appears and disappears.

The Taixu Bead was the ornament he hung in front of Lan Haixing's neck. It traveled with him and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

This was not the first time Wang Lian saw this Taixu Bead, but he was still very surprised.

Immediately, he moved the Taixu Pearl with his thoughts, and his whole body disappeared on the bed in an instant.

The next moment, Wang Lian flashed and appeared in a vast space.

This space is the space within the Taixu Pearl. Until now, he has not touched the boundary of this space.

It only takes Wang Lian an instant to enter and leave the Taixu space, and he can sense the external environment in the Taixu space, as if he was still lying on the bed.

Therefore, whenever someone comes to look for him in the shack, he will be able to detect it immediately.

In the space, below is the endless black soil plain, and above is the clear blue sky.

Wang Lian stood on this vast plain, with a large spiritual field in front of him, and in the spiritual field were full grains of spiritual rice.

Wang Lian's ability to own this prosperous spiritual field depends entirely on the black soil in the ethereal space.

Wang Lian has confirmed that spiritual plants grown on black soil can grow a hundred times faster.

Because of the effect of the black earth, he did not dare to experiment with other living creatures for the time being. After all, his real cultivation level was only at the third level of Qi training.

(End of this chapter)