Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 2 Steady Operation
After working for more than an hour, until the rising sun broke through the clouds and mist and slowly rose to hang in the blue sky, Li Zhengran took back the spirit bee and left the Linggu rice field.

Taking advantage of the situation, he put the hoe on his shoulder and walked slowly along the dirt path intertwined with track and field and crossed by roads to his residence.

Occasionally, he can also meet one or two older Yang family spiritual farmers. Most of them are people with low-grade spiritual roots and low qualifications. Their cultivation levels range from the second level to the fifth level of Qi training.

After getting along with them for this period of time, Li Zhengran had already become familiar with them, and he did not forget to smile and say hello after meeting.

"Uncle Xu, your five acres of golden rice are growing well."

"That's not true. Old man, I just hope that I can get a few more spiritual crystals from them this month."

The old man Lingnong, who was wearing brown linen clothes, was performing the Little Cloud and Rain Technique. Hearing the words, he replied with a smile, revealing his yellow teeth that lacked wind.

As the oldest spiritual farmer in the Yang family, Old Man Xu is now over 60 years old and has reached the fourth level of Qi training more than ten years ago.

At the same time, he was one of the few neighbors of Li Zhengran, and he also lived in the Yang family's small courtyard at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

When he first came to the Yang family, it was thanks to his guidance and help that Li Zhengran learned a few small tricks for growing spiritual rice, and thus integrated into the small group of spiritual farmers.

Therefore, Li Zhengran remained grateful to Old Man Xu. When he saw this, he pointed to the edge of the Linggu rice field with a smile and did not forget to remind:

"Old man Xu, here, there is a spirit bee that has not been recovered."

"Don't forget it again."

Spirit bees are low-level monsters raised by the Yang family. They are usually rented out to spiritual farmers for fertilizing their fields. Every once in a while, a steward from the Yang family will come to count the numbers.

Once it is discovered that the quantity is incorrect, the fixed monthly amount of spiritual crystals and spiritual rice will naturally be deducted as compensation.

In response to this, Old Man Xu, who was just about to call it a day and leave, quickly looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough he saw a lone bee lying lazily on the stems and leaves of the golden rice.

"Hey, as people get older, their eyesight doesn't work as well."

With a self-deprecating smile, the gray-haired old man Xu quickly made a secret and drove the spirit bee back to his monster bag.

"Little Li, thank you, otherwise I would be unlucky this month, old man."

"Hey, where?"

"With your cultivation level, it will only be a matter of time before you find out." Li Zhengran smiled and waved his hand, without making any excuses.

"Hey, you still know how to talk."

Old Uncle Xu likes his humility very much. He always feels that he is different from other spiritual farmers who like to care about everything, otherwise he would not give sincere advice in the first place.

Immediately, I saw him smiling and finishing his farm work, walked up to Li Zhengran and asked, "How are you doing? Are you interested in going to Fangshi with me tonight?"

Hearing this, Li Zhengran knew that he was an old man with a young heart, and he wanted to go to Cangxiang Pavilion in Baiyunshanfang City to drink flower wine.

When the original person lived in Fang City with his parents, he knew that it was the most famous place of mortals in Fengliu Alley. Even just a simple night would cost a low-grade spiritual stone at least.

That's a fortune that can only be accumulated by not eating or drinking for two months.

And in addition, the place where they live is more than 20 miles away from Baiyunshanfang City.Although the Yang family is a foundation-building family, except for the family ancestral land in the center of the mountains, the spiritual field at the foot of the mountain, and the Fangshi area in the back mountain, there are no formations to protect other wilderness roads and areas.

It's hard to say that if you go back and forth, you will encounter calamity cultivators and demons on the way.

The experience of his original parents was vivid in his mind. Li Zhengran, who knew that his cultivation level was low, did not intend to take this risk. He quickly shook his head and said: "You are really short of money, so you should go it alone."

Hearing this, Old Man Xu was not angry at all. Instead, he smacked his lips and said, "Okay, then I'll go by myself."

"But you are the same. It would be a pity not to enjoy yourself while you are young."

Li Zhengran smiled and did not answer. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and changed the topic. He pointed at the Jinling rice that grew in different ways along the way and started talking, taking the opportunity to get some more farming experience out of Old Man Xu.After all, the other party has been a spiritual farmer in the Yang family for decades, and he must have some experience and know-how that is different from others, otherwise the five acres of Jinling rice would not be significantly better than those grown by others.

Old Man Xu didn't know if he could see through his mind, but he answered all questions. The two of them chatted like this and walked side by side to the small courtyard where they lived.

Not long after, the front suddenly opened up, and more than a dozen old blue-brick houses were rising from the ground. The flat adobe walls were square and separated one small courtyard after another.

This is a house built by the Yang family more than 100 years ago, specifically for the living of spiritual farmers.

Although it is far away from the second-order spiritual vein in the center of the Baiyun Mountains, it is also close to an affiliated first-order mid-grade spiritual vein, and the spiritual environment is very good.

Moreover, in order to prevent the robbery cultivators and demons from robbing the spiritual field, a first-level high-grade formation protection was set up in the area together with the spiritual valley area, and there was also a steward of the Yang family who was in the late stage of Qi training to personally take charge.

Therefore, although the Yang family distributes less spiritual cultivation materials to spiritual farmers every month, which is lower than what other foundation-building families give, the sheltered living environment alone can satisfy many homeless people. Come willingly.

After all, even the Baiyun Shanfang City in the back mountain is only built on a first-order high-grade spiritual vein, and one needs to pay the rent of one spiritual stone to the Yang family every month in order to live there.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Li, why did you reject the Yang family in the first place?"

Seeing that he was about to enter the small courtyard, Mr. Xu on the side couldn't help but wink and said: "I am not a good son-in-law of the Yang family, I must be a spiritual farmer."

"Do you regret it?"

Hearing this, Li Zhengran paused for a moment and smiled helplessly: "Uncle Xu, please stop teasing me."

"I like my life now."

Seeing that he didn't look fake, Old Man Xu smiled and patted his shoulder.

Noticing his tilt of the head, Li Zhengran looked up and immediately saw a young figure wearing blue brocade clothes coming from the center of the Baiyun Mountains in the clouds and mist.

"Hehe, I don't know if you regret it or not."

"But it's true that the Yang family is very curious about you."

After saying that, Old Man Xu smiled, turned around and walked into his small courtyard, closing the courtyard door with a creak.

At the same time, the figure of a young man wearing blue brocade clothes just flew over the small courtyard and landed.

However, it seemed that he was not proficient in the first-level flying spells and his own Qi training was low. The opponent's descent was staggering and looked a little awkward.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thud of landing.

"Ouch."

The young man let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground without losing his balance.

Seeing this, Li Zhengran raised his forehead slightly. He wanted to laugh but couldn't express it, so he quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help him up.

"Brother Zhengran, mistakes are all mistakes."

Looking at the sound, the man was about eighteen years old, with a medium build and slightly fat body, with delicate features and small eyes.The first-level low-grade blue brocade robe is worth a lot of money, at least a dozen low-grade spiritual stones.

But at this moment, the other party's fair-skinned, round face was full of embarrassment. He stood up and quickly pulled Li Zhengran into his small courtyard without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Ling Nong would see this embarrassing scene.

"It's too embarrassing."

Yang Dahai stood in the courtyard and asked, "Brother Zhengran, was there no one around just now?"

(End of this chapter)