Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 1 Sequence Space Travel
The night is as dark as ink, there is not a single cloud in the sky, and countless stars are twinkling in a clear sky.A startling flash flashed across the sky, completely lighting up the entire Yunteng Mountain.

On a clear night, thunder and lightning flashed out of nowhere.

Looking around, a young man with a jade face and hair tied was standing on the top of the mountain.The thunder rumbled like a thousand troops crossing the border, directly hitting the boy's head.

"It's the eighth." Yun Guanzi, a genius cultivator of Yunteng Sect, was hit by the eighth lightning, and his body trembled a few times. There was no pain on his jade-like face.

On the mountainside, a group of Yunteng disciples, led by their teachers, watched eagerly.

Yunteng Mountain is one of the fairy mountains outside the world, and it is famous among all the fairy schools for growing flowers and grass.Every introductory disciple, after enlightenment, will get a space for cultivating immortals with him, through which he can obtain all kinds of spiritual herbs and rare flowers.

Yun Guanzi started at the age of three, and obtained the basic portable space at the age of ten.In eight years, his space level has been promoted from the iron space to the gold space.

His golden space has cultivated countless spiritual flowers and plants for Yunteng Mountain, and he has always been the leader of the brothers and sisters.

Nine Heavenly Thunders, after ninety-nine return to one, Yunguanzi will become the first Yunteng No.1 with a space beyond gold.This is the second person from Yunteng Gate who has surpassed the Jinpin space since the first ancestor of Yunteng Mountain.

After the gold space, what space is it?Before the founder of the mountain ascended, he did not leave any last words.

"The Ninth Lightning Thunder!!!" First there is lightning, and then there is thunder. This is common sense that Yunteng people who are well versed in the way of cultivating immortals know.

The lightning appeared through the sky like a ghost dancing light snake, and the whole earth was waiting for this magnificent thunder.

"Gulu." Zhou Xiaoxian turned over. The bed in the firewood room was narrow and small. When she turned over like this, she fell to the ground with a "thump".The wet and cold ground and the constant grunting stomach caused Zhou Xiaoxian to run away immediately.

"Tonight, I was punished by my master and not allowed to eat. If I had known, I would not have gone to dig up the rotten tree stump on the grave of my grandfather." Zhou Xiaoxian lay on the ground with a bitter face.She is 16 years old this year, but her figure is like that of a seven or eight-year-old child who has not yet developed.

"It's lightning again, don't let it rain, or I can only hide in the space." The poor little hut where Xiaoxian lived, the broken windows were like doors, and the tiles didn't cover her head. The wind and the rain only came close to knocking the whole house down.This situation has happened several times since Xiaoxian started at the age of three.

Everyone in Yuntengmen has a space, and of course Zhou Xiaoxian also has a space.It's just that her space is very special. For more than ten years, Ren Shi hasn't grown anything.Master tested her attributes and said her space was a garbage space.

"Even if not a single piece of grass can grow, it shouldn't be called a garbage space. Without it, how could Yunteng Mountain be so clean and tidy," Xiaoxian babbled, looking at the lightning flash outside in the dark night.

Speaking of Xiaoxian, the biggest advantage is that he is open-minded. In the words of Xiaoxian's classmates, that is called lack of root.

After being judged to have a garbage space attached, she still refused to admit defeat and secretly tried many times.First, she dug up master's best fairy grass, and then begged other colleagues to give her some space plants. In the end, after everyone retreated three feet from her, she simply searched for plantable flowers and plants all over the mountains and plains, and threw them into the Space, I hope that some strange flowers and plants can grow in it.

The weeds were uprooted and the flowers were broken down.She planed all the plants on the mountain that did not have the Master's "no picking" token hanging on them.

Last time, when the head of the Promise Sect near Xianshan Mountain visited the mountain, he praised Yunteng Mountain without any weeds and wild flowers, clean and orderly, and it is a model mountain among fairy mountains.

The shrewd head of Yunteng came up with an idea on the spot, so he could simply let Xiaoxian be the mountain guard of Yunteng Mountain, responsible for weeding and picking up garbage.

Yi Yushu Lingfeng's brother said: "Xiaoxian, my Taoist robe is torn, remember to pick it up."

A peerless senior sister said: "Xiaoxian, I have already eaten the fairy fruit, remember to pick it up."

Xiaoxian's space has really been reduced to a garbage space. Her space has no advantages, only one advantage. No matter what it enters, it can be digested, and there will be no residue left.

The memory stopped right there, Xiaoxian jumped up and yelled, "Urgent urination, I drank too much water to satisfy my hunger tonight."

She was unlucky today. When she was inspecting the remaining garbage in the mountains, she saw a dead tree stump on the grave of the patriarch. It was definitely a dead tree stump that "obstructed the appearance of the mountain". Token, I quickly pulled out the root and threw it into the space, treating it as garbage.

Unexpectedly, the master said that she destroyed Yun Teng's property and blasphemed the patriarch.After scolding and banning her from dinner, she said that the tree stump was the only crop that was not cultivated before the ancestor's ascension, and it was planted on the grave of the ancestor by the second generation head.

Xiaoxian was hungry and had no food to eat, so she drank water with little spiritual energy. As a result, she couldn't fill her stomach, so she slept until midnight and woke up hungry.

It was windy and lightning outside, and the latrine was far away. Xiaoxian touched the bottom of the bed and pulled out a dented iron chamber pot. Brother Guanzi took it from his hand.

While the lightning was still bright, Xiaoxian was going to "conveniently".After the flash of lightning in the night sky with clouds rising, the stars in the sky shone abnormally.

"Senior brother Yun Guanzi used it, but it has a fairy air. I don't know how many people in the door have a crush on senior brother Yun Guanzi. He is handsome and talented." Xiaoxian squatted, looking at the chai house. There is a hole on the top, and the view of the sky through the hole is infinitely good.

Yun Guanzi still stood on the peak, his face was as handsome as a god, full of anticipation.

The lightning froze in the air, and the thunder roared, but it turned away and went straight to the foot of the mountain.

"!!!" Yun Guanzi and a group of master and disciples were all stunned.

The ninth thunder, the most critical thunder for space promotion, changed direction halfway and ran towards an irrelevant position.

"Tianlei, I'm here," Yun Guanzi soared into the sky, and a blue streak flew across the sky. This talented young man dared to chase Tianlei directly.

The thunder did not wait for anyone, and ran straight to the foot of the mountain, until it reached a crumbling firewood house.Thunder blasted the ground, and Yunteng Mountain shook nine times.

In the sky, a tiny star twinkled strangely.It tells us a truth, when there is thunder, iron products and computer books are absolutely unusable, a lesson like blood.

The boy who ran away from the thunder and the girl who was "convenient" in the middle of the night disappeared at the same time.After the thunder, the thatched cottage was empty except for an iron chamber pot.

Many years later, when mentioning the ninth thunder, the disciples of Yuntengmen gave it a name called: "Thunder kills you thunder." After this thunder, Yuntengmen lost a genius who cultivated immortals and a The waste material of a famous cultivator.

At the same moment, on a cosmic planet that hardly emits light, there were also a few thunderbolts, which struck a straw stack impartially.On a night with stars and no moon, the air in the mountain village is exceptionally fresh.

"I'm going out to find Xiaoxian." The person who spoke was an old man in his 60s wearing a Chinese tunic suit. When the old man spoke, his voice was like a bell, very majestic.

"Directors, your eyes are not good, so let us go. The mountainous area is no worse than the city, and the road is narrow in the dark, and there were a few land mines just now. Xiaoxian must be tired from playing and sleeping in the wild. Let the cadres go out and look for it together," the village party secretary of Geshan Village persuaded the stubborn old man.

"I'm no longer the bureau chief. Xiao Xian is my granddaughter, so I don't need help from outsiders to find her," the old man said, and walked out.

"Hey, after all, he is from BJ. Although he was pulled off the horse, his official style hasn't changed at all. We can't afford to offend this big Buddha. Go and go, everyone picks up and goes out to find someone. ,” the village party secretary sighed, telling the men in the village to go out with lanterns to find someone.

Although we are almost entering the 21st century, Gecun, a poor mountain village of the Han nationality in southwest China, has not even put up wire racks, and the gravel road has only been paved to the entrance of the village.Every night after seven o'clock, most people in the village will lose power.In the remote mountains and remote areas, there is not even a decent mountain road, let alone a street lamp that is convenient for lighting and finding people.

The villagers walked all the way to the entrance of the village with lanterns that smoked their eyes. Looking at it from a distance, it flickered, as if countless fireflies were dancing.

In the self-cultivated field at the entrance of the village, there is also light, but it is not light but fire. Several clusters of flames and burnt smell emerge from the top of the haystack piled up after the autumn harvest.

"I'm scalding to death," screamed the fifteen- or six-year-old girl, flying out of the straw pile.

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