Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

What is the concept of a hundred arts being abandoned? It is equivalent to the "technological" level of this spiritual world going back tens of thousands of years.

Li Sui'an couldn't imagine what it would be like once these high technologies disappeared, such as talismans, formations, and elixirs.

It was probably because he was injured and there was no healing elixir, so he had to endure it on his own. The house was sealed with a secret method because there was no formation...

Or, when fighting in the wild, without weapons, you can only fight with brute force...

What's more, in dangerous moments, things that can be solved with a speed talisman end up in death.

"Believe it or not."

The Demon Lord spread his hands and raised a smile, "After all, that old man is sitting on the throne of God. In the spiritual world, there are very few monks who know other arts."

"oh?"

Li Sui'an sat upright and didn't believe what the Demon Lord said at all. Instead, he looked at her with interest, "Then why doesn't Sister Demon Lord let me hand over the inheritance, but makes me do the same job day after day?" Woolen cloth?"

"Sister Demon Lord, isn't it because I'm a fool?"

Although according to what the Demon Lord said, the whole thing can be explained, but this possibility is too small.

"inherited?"

The Demon Lord smiled, put his delicate face close to Li Sui'an's face and said with a smile: "I, the Demon Clan, can't stand the inheritance of your human cultivation. Your elixir is not only mixed with Demon Qi, but also Spiritual Qi. The Demon Clan can have How many people can do it, I still understand.”

"Stay in the Demon Clan. Your status will be below that of one person and above ten thousand people. How about that?"

Pull it down! One person is inferior to ten thousand people.

Isn't it just that you can do whatever you want in a ghost-quenching gate? What is the difference between the Ghost Quenching Sect here and the Qingyang Sect in the lower realm?

No difference!

"Sister Demon Lord, you really don't want to let me go?"

Li Sui'an raised his head and said with firm eyes: "The debt has been paid off. If Sister Demon Lord still needs me to refine something, I'm sorry, you'd better kill me!"

After that, Li Sui'an no longer cared about the Demon Lord's expression, turned over and fell asleep.

After a while, a gentle snort sounded evenly.

The corner of the Demon Lord's mouth twitched, thinking: So brave? Then try how much backbone you have!

Suddenly, a layer of thick black fog covered the spiritual field even with the sun's fire. Several ghostly faces poked out of the thick fog, opening their huge mouths.

It seemed as if he wanted to swallow Li Sui'an whole.

"Big ugly, second ugly, clown!"

Li Sui'an glanced at it without any reaction at all, and softly called his three monsters, "Although it is very strong, as my Li Sui'an's monster, it must be able to fight!"

In the past fifty years, she has often been frightened by the monsters raised by the devil. At first, she was frightened when she saw the monsters in the swallowing realm, which was equivalent to the realm of transformation.

Until later...

Li Sui'an discovered that these monsters were all paper tigers. Without the instructions of the devil, they would not dare to do anything to her.

Even now, she was sure that the Demon Lord could not kill her, otherwise she would have lost her life when she refused to provide the spiritual treasure six months ago.

The big ugly, the second ugly, and the clown heard Li Sui'an's signal, looked at each other, and timidly stood in front of Li Sui'an, opened their bloody mouths, and let out a hoarse cry.

However, compared with these ones under the Demon Lord, they are completely inadequate.

"hiss!"

An eager chewing sound made Li Sui'an frown.

No way! Seriously? !

Looking back, the clown who loves to express himself in front of Li Sui'an most of his soul was torn apart, letting out a painful wail.

"Ah~ah~"

Owner! The big ugly is afraid!

The souls of Big Chou and Er Chou, who were cowering on the side, were trembling at this moment, and a sense of despair spread in their hearts.

"It's better to die than live!"

Li Sui'an waved her long whip and distanced herself from the monster, but the monster behind her immediately caught up with her. She quickly shouted: "I listen to you! Can't I just listen to you!"

"This is right, Xiao Sui'an."

As soon as these words came out, a smile appeared on the Demon Lord's face, but before it lasted for a few seconds, her expression suddenly changed and she said meaningfully: "Xiao Sui'an, do you want to go back?"

Li Sui'an: "..."

Are you playing monkey? No monkey behaves like this!

"Now there's an opportunity."

The Demon Lord frowned, "The person who was sent last time died in the lower realm. Now is your only chance to go back."

"Um?"

Li Sui'an raised his eyebrows, "You will die if you go back to the lower realm... Could it be that when you go back to the lower realm, you have to take your mission with you?"

"Yes, sign the blood contract. If you don't help me, the blood contract will immediately backfire."

The Demon Lord glanced at Li Sui'an and said leisurely: "In the past few hundred years, after the human cultivators who were sent up basically have three ghost servants, I will send them back. You are the only one of great value. I don't want to send you away."

"However, there is indeed something I need very much in the lower world. I think you might be able to bring it back for me."

What the Demon Lord wants to obtain is of great significance, and the danger of obtaining it is quite high.

Otherwise, it won't be my turn...

"what?"

Li Sui'an looked at the Demon Lord solemnly, and then asked: "If it is true that the Demon Lord's sister said that all arts are in ruins and the inheritance is broken. Then you have the inheritance in your hand, but this inheritance is useless."

"The Ghost Quenching Sect, apart from inheritance, I think it's just weird things! There are no new weird things coming to the Ghost Quenching Sect."

If her guess is correct, the lower realm is the territory of ghost cultivators, but the isolation between the two realms makes it impossible for the Ghost Tempering Sect to obtain weird objects from the lower realm.

The Demon Lord glanced at Li Sui'an with a complicated expression, and was secretly shocked.

Li Sui'an actually judged the current situation of her Ghost Tempering Sect with just a few words.

"good."

The Demon Lord nodded and said without hesitation: "Thousands of years ago, the passage between the two realms was closed. No matter whether people in the spiritual world or demons cultivated, they could no longer reach out to the lower realm."

"There are no new monsters injected into my Ghost Tempering Sect. This situation has been happening for a long time. The only way to obtain new monsters is through the Sacred Tree."

In the Shenmu psychic world, it turns out that the rumors are not false.

It's just that what leads to the spiritual world is not a human cultivator, but a strange thing. This is a treasure given to the ghosts by the demons, and it is also a life-saving talisman.

"Sister Demon Lord, are you talking nonsense?"

Li Sui'an took two steps back and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him as if she were an idiot. "I'm just a small golden elixir. The ghost cultivator doesn't want to use the sacred tree. What can I do?"

"It's not that ghost cultivators don't want to use it."

The Demon Lord sighed, "Tricks are not good things for ghost cultivators. They are the same kind, but not the same kind. All Sui'an has to do is to instill the evil energy into the sacred tree, and the sacred tree will naturally die. Resurrection."

It's that simple?

What a liar!

"Will the people you sent before it was so simple still die?"

Li Sui'an rolled his eyes and said, "Just tell me what the risks are! If I think it can be solved, I definitely want to go back to the lower world. If it can't be solved, it would be nice to live in peace in the demon clan for the rest of my life."