After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 11 I am a little expert in destruction

Tang Ling put on the coarse cloth clothes of a handyman disciple and wrapped himself tightly.

Yuan Yulang only told Tang Ling to do the work of three people, not caring that Tang Ling would not do these things.

Every winter and summer vacation when I was in school, I would either lie in bed and read novels, or lie in bed and watch anime, or lie in bed and watch variety shows...

For a homely and lazy person who is busy "cultivating immortality" every day, he has no intention of taking into account the involution of real life.

I can't even stretch my legs enough at home, and I don't even want to say a few words on the chat software. How can I want to go out and work exhaustingly?
  At that time, Tang Ling must have never dreamed that one day he could really become an immortal.

Unexpectedly, this cultivation of immortality actually has to start by working part-time to pay off debts.

She sighed, picked up the rice bowl resignedly, and walked towards the fence.

The green-faced and fanged "monster" in the fence saw the strange girl approaching and snorted from his nose.

Tang Ling's hand shook and he almost lost his grip, spilling some of the feed in the rice bowl.

The "monster" smelled the scent of feed, moved its heavy big paws, and took a few steps closer.

Tang Ling's hand shook again, and half of the feed in the rice bowl spilled out.

Yuan Yulang's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

A pot of feed for an ordinary spirit beast costs eight low-level spirit stones. For larger spirit beasts with stronger martial arts, it sometimes even costs dozens of low-level spirit stones to feed them.

The spirit beast that Tang Ling was feeding was a low-level spirit beast that Yanzhen had hunted for him from the back mountain of the Beast Taming Sect. Although he was not mentally alert, he had a large appetite because of his tall stature.

The number of spiritual stones allocated to each person in the sect is limited. Elder disciples like him only received 700 low-level spiritual stones when they first entered the sect. The rules are rules, and they will never be given to you just because of your cultivation talent. Extra spiritual stones will be distributed.

Yuan Yulang insisted on joining the Lingxian Sect despite his grandfather's dissuasion, and had long since severed ties with Qingcang Continent. It was impossible to get additional spiritual stone subsidies.

Therefore, when it comes to spending spiritual stones, he is also very careful and tries every means to make more money.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ling shook his hand twice and shook off dozens of spiritual stones.

"You!" Yuan Yulang felt pain in his body and stepped forward to take Tang Ling's rice bowl.

"Go and fertilize the fields!"

Tang Ling knew that he was in the wrong, so he ran to the medicine field again. Before he could get close, he stumbled and fell into the field full of lifeless herbs.

Even though we danced a lot in the middle, we still couldn’t stop our close contact with Mother Earth.

After falling down, Tang Ling spit out a mouthful of herbs when he got up.

Some of them were bitten into pieces, and a bitter and astringent taste spread on the tip of the tongue.

Tang Ling was busy "bah bah" and wanted to vomit it out.

Yuan Yulang stood in front of the fence blankly, already numb.

This herb is called "ginseng". It was one of the apprenticeship gifts given to me by Master Yan Zhen a month ago. It is a precious spiritual herb with extremely nutritional value.

When Yanzhen gave it to him, these herbs were still a handful of golden seeds.

It is said that once planted into a tree, it is extremely valuable and is an important material for refining advanced elixirs. The most important thing is that it has a price but no market because it is extremely difficult to feed.

Yuan Yulang worked hard, working from dawn to dusk to order people to fertilize and consult various information, so that the herb could sprout and grow. Although the growth was inevitably unsatisfactory, it still broke through the soil.

"You are so stupid, how did you grow so big?"

He said quietly.

Tang Ling looked at his face as black as the bottom of a pot, shuddered, and looked at the obvious human shape that he had squeezed out of the medicine field behind him. The soil in the human shape was full of squashed herbs, and she cried silently in her heart.

These are all money!
  "Go! Go and clean my weapon, a hundred times!"

He endured his anger, said these words and walked angrily into the house.

Get angry! He's going to take a shower.

Before entering the door, his steps suddenly stopped, he turned around and glanced at Tang Ling warily. In Tang Ling's doubtful eyes, he raised his right hand and made two strokes in the air.

Tang Ling felt the air around him fluctuate. "I have set boundaries around the medicine field and the fence. You are not allowed to wander in. If you run around, be careful and you will be killed!"

He said harshly, and after entering the house, he put a layer of barrier on his door to feel relieved.

Tang Ling, who stayed in the yard, was full of frustration and turned around in a circle to clean the weapon rack.

The weapons on the weapons rack seemed to belong to the Qi Sect.

On the way to Dan Sect, Song Nan told himself about the situation of the five sects of Lingxian Sect.

The Qi Sect specializes in weapon refining and is one of the auxiliary sects among the five sects. Those who choose the auxiliary sect as their major are mostly outer disciples, and most of the outer disciples are boys.

Because weapon refining can be regarded as a manual labor, you need to smelt and forge it yourself.

For this reason, this is also a sect that some inner disciples disdain to take elective courses.

Weapon refining is like a blacksmith in the secular world, it is hard and dirty, and all the work is despicable.

However, "the best in practice", there are also some excellent people in the field of weapon refining.

There are several great masters in the world of cultivating immortals. Although their cultivation qualifications are limited and they have not been able to ascend, because their skills in weapon refining have reached their peak, the magical weapons they forged are extremely powerful in battle. They have gained a reputation in the world of cultivating immortals. Magical weapons can easily be auctioned for sky-high prices.

Apart from Dan Sect, this can be regarded as a way out for useless spiritual roots.

Tang Ling looked at these weapons, imagining that one day he could become a person who relied on craftsmanship, and then he would not have to work hard to pay off debts.

She gently wiped these weapons, over and over again, as if she saw the white spirit stones falling into her pocket, and she almost drooled.

However, after cleaning the weapon more than ten times, Yuan Yulang still didn't come out.

Perhaps the sun at noon was too bright. Looking at the silver-white weapon for a long time, Tang Ling felt that his eyes were blurred and his whole body felt hot.

Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, but her mouth was very dry. The saliva she secreted rarely had the bitter taste of the herbs just now, and she became increasingly thirsty.

If you continue to wipe it off, these weapons will have to be wiped off a layer of skin.

Tang Ling stood up and his eyes suddenly darkened.

It seems that I have low blood sugar after squatting for a long time.

She hurriedly bent over and held her knees with both hands to relax for a while. She felt that her legs were also very numb.

It feels like there are thousands of ants crawling around, causing a bone-gnawing itch.

I have never experienced hypoglycemia.

But this time the reaction was particularly serious.

Tang Ling's eyes briefly experienced darkness and then returned to light, but his heartbeat gradually accelerated like a drum.

"Plop! Plop! Plop..."

The bitter taste in his mouth was not light but strong, and the temperature on his body was getting higher.

The environment in the barrier is quiet and peaceful, like a small space isolated from the world.

In the extremely quiet environment, Tang Ling clearly heard his heavier breathing and saw his sweat dripping on the ground.

The sweat was immediately evaporated by the heat from the bright sun, and Tang Ling saw wisps of white smoke rising from the ground.

Is it the divine consciousness that Song Nan mentioned?
  Is that why she's so sharp?
  No, no, this is different from the feeling of opening my consciousness last night.

Tang Ling's body became increasingly hot and breathless. She stretched out her hand to hold the weapon stand, but found that even the strength to raise her hand was gone.

He had no choice but to hold on to the long gun that was fixed on the weapon rack and was closest to him.

She reached up with trembling hands, and as soon as her fingers grasped the gun barrel, she heard a "click".

Extremely abrupt in the quiet environment.

The gun shaft of beef tendon wood, which was wrapped and fixed by copper wire and silk thread, and was said to be "unbreakable", broke.

(End of this chapter)