Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

Luo Yaxuan took the chopsticks and put a piece of chicken into his mouth. Hearing the words of the handyman disciple who had not left yet, he chewed the meat in silence.

When he first came to the Immortal Sect, it was quite difficult. He went from an outer disciple to a direct disciple step by step. This was not only due to his efforts, but also to the inheritance of his family, and he was a bit lucky.

Some people work hard but lack resources, such as secret books, elixirs, and even magic weapons.

Luo Yaxuan put down his chopsticks, took out a small notebook from his storage bag, and said with a smile in his handsome eyebrows:

"I give you this little book. This is the secret book you got from doing tasks when I entered the sect and became an outer disciple. I give it to you now. I hope you can study hard and don't have to envy others. you can also……"

The words of encouragement moved the handyman disciple deeply. He looked at the secret book with some joy and some disbelief, wanting to take it but not daring to take it.

Then he knelt down and kowtowed to Luo Yaxuan, then gratefully took the secret book and put it in his storage bag very preciously.

The storage bags distributed by the sect are also obtained by you as a character. The size of the storage bag you want means how big your contribution reward will be.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Luo. I must remember your teachings and practice hard..."

"Okay." Luo Yaxuan smiled again and then started to eat. He was in a good mood. This kind of helpful mood was so refreshing.

The handyman disciple stood aside, waiting for the senior brother to finish his meal while he tidied up the place.

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Luo Yaxuan was practicing, and one day passed quickly. Today was the day for the outer disciples to compete. As a senior brother, he still went to watch and give these junior disciples an encouragement.

The venue for today's game is the same as yesterday. After all, the only venue for their game is here. It's just that different people compete.

The elders were still sitting on the high platform, and their disciples were sitting in the same position.

Luo Yaxuan sat in the seat that belonged to him. He came very early and there was no one sitting in the seats around him.

Just when he thought this, a group of people rushed over, and the seat next to him and the surrounding seats were all filled up.

Luo Yaxuan glanced at this group of people. Wasn't it the same group of people who were sitting next to him yesterday?

They all came together, wasn't it agreed upon?

Only by agreement will they come here together at once, because they come from different mountain elders or direct disciples of the peak master.

"Good morning Luo Yaxuan." Fan Dingding said enthusiastically to Luo Yaxuan with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, Senior Brother Fan."

"Won't you be one step ahead of us?" Bi Renchuan rolled his eyes.

"Good morning, senior brother Bi, good morning, fellow senior brothers."

Luo Yaxuan has become accustomed to Bi Inchuan's tone of voice. When his words float in the air, why should he be angry so early in the morning? It will damage the liver and lungs.

At this time, the outer disciples had not yet started to draw lots, but some disciples became active because they saw their idol Luo Yaxuan.

The action of the handyman disciple yesterday was encouraged by this senior brother. The outer disciples also wanted to give some words of encouragement. The outer disciples also need encouragement.

"Senior Brother Luo, it's my time to compete today." An outer disciple said excitedly and with eyes filled with anticipation.

"Come on!" Luo Yaxuan faced a large group of outer disciples standing in front of him. He almost couldn't resist such an enthusiastic scene.

"Thank you, brother"

"Senior Brother Luo, I am a little scared of the competition today. I wonder if I will lose?"

"Junior brother, it's just a competition, don't be afraid, just try your best, come on, you can do it."

Luo Yaxuan spoke words of encouragement to the outer disciples one after another.

Soon after, the elders on the stage began to ring the bell and asked the outer disciples to draw lots for the competition.

"Luo Yaxuan didn't expect you to be so popular?"

Fan Dingding and a group of direct disciples looked at Luo Yaxuan with envy.

Why doesn't anyone tell them to cheer?

"Huh, I only know how to use tricks."

Bi Renchuan felt unhappy. He was not bad when it came to his abilities. Why didn't anyone encourage her?

Luo Yaxuan...what can he say?

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong!

It's easy to attract hatred. He likes to be low-key, but he can't be low-key.

Sitting behind their direct disciples, the inner disciples also had ideas in their minds.

After a while, the outer disciples began the competition on the four arenas.

Luo Yaxuan watched the competition of the outer disciples. The competitions of the outer disciples were also very exciting. He had been an outer disciple before, and now he saw the competition of these outer disciples.

I was very moved in my heart. Climbing to high places is something that everyone wants to do, and everyone works very hard.

The outer disciples have higher cultivation than the handyman disciples. Another point is that they have obtained more elixirs and secrets from completing tasks. The spells and exercises they practice are not so monotonous, and the competition is much more complicated. Much more exciting.

Luo Yaxuan only saw the people on the stage fighting with each other. They used different magic weapons, including knives, swords, guns, iron fans, and hammers.

The magic weapons they used were relatively low-level, and the damage they produced was not that high. They were protected by formations. They fought fiercely, but their injuries were not life-threatening.

Some people also used foreign objects such as talismans to help. Some wealthy children got an advantage here and beat the opponent back step by step.

The outer disciples who were very poor at this time felt even more disadvantaged by the lack of resources.

However, there are also people who work hard. No matter what powerful magic weapon you use, they will not admit defeat. This style of fighting is very crazy and dangerous, but it makes the other party think that he is a madman, and he is a little timid because of his madness. A little bit withdrawn.

Just for a moment, it will give the opponent an excellent opportunity, and winning or losing can be won or lost in an instant.

At noon, Luo Yaxuan still didn't go back. There was only one day of competition. There were too many disciples competing, and they didn't even have time to take a lunch break. However, physiological solutions can be carried out.

Such as eating.

Luo Yaxuan did not prepare dry food yesterday, but today he prepared dry food and dried meat from monsters.

But before he took it out, a group of outer disciples and handyman disciples brought him food.

Luo Yaxuan was sitting in his seat. He had a lot of various things on him. He hadn't had time to thank anyone yet.

The person who gave the gift ran away.

Then the pile of things on her body were divided by the direct disciples beside her.

"Hey, leave some for me."

Luo Yaxuan grabbed a pack of dried meat, threw it into his mouth and ate it.

"Yeah, it tastes good."

Those direct disciples ate with their mouths full of oil, because today these generous disciples gave a lot of meat.

"If there were competitions every day, it would be great to watch. Such delicious meat."

Others lamented that one pack was not enough, even two packs were not enough, and they felt greedy even after eating.

Luo Yaxuan's mind was filled with dark clues. Aren't these people refugees?

Like a direct disciple? Will their life and treatment be short of food?

"Haha, we owe it to Luo Yaxuan."

Fan Dingding smiled while eating. With this person beside him, he didn't bring any food today. He came here to eat and drink.

Luo Yaxuan shook his head helplessly, what is this and what?

"Haha, screw loose, what a fancy name, now you don't just give me fancy names."

Bi Renchuan thought of an interesting word.

Luo Yaxuan...Screwscrew...Senior Brother Luo...

It can't be Junior Brother Luo... screw...

At the end of the competition for the outer disciples, the elders gave awards to the outer disciples.

Just like yesterday, today's outer disciples were also very enthusiastic. Those who won prizes ran over to thank Luo Yaxuan, while those who lost stood with their heads lowered and stood not far away, like children waiting for punishment.

Luo Yaxuan once again spoke words of encouragement to the disciples who had received blood injections and those who had their heads lowered and felt depressed.

"Junior brothers, it is a good thing to win the game. Keep working hard. If you lose the game, don't be discouraged. You will face many games in your life. Losing once does not mean losing every time. Come on, as long as you work hard you will be able to win. There will be a day of victory.”

"Thank you, brother"

After hearing Luo Yaxuan's words of encouragement, the happy disciples put away their proud expressions and solemnly thanked them.

The outer disciples who were feeling down just now regained their confidence after hearing the encouragement from their senior brother.

Senior brother is right, their life is still very long, and they will experience many games or wins and losses. As long as they work hard, they will win one day, come on.

Luo Yaxuan waved to his juniors and walked out of the competition venue.

"Luo Yaxuan, you are so good! Every nonsense you say makes people excited. Why are you so popular? Can you give some of the popularity to us lonely senior brothers?"

Bi Renchuan said nagging while walking.

Others just smiled, maybe it was a personnel issue!

Some people sit there, and they exude personal charm, which is the result that many people can't work hard for.

Maybe this is the advantage of Luo Yaxuan, he has such a kind of leadership power. Generally speaking, such people are not weak and they have to be well friends.

Luo Yaxuan said goodbye to his fellow disciples with a smile, and returned to the cave again to wait for the inner disciples' competition the next day.

Luo Yaxuan returned to the cave and had just used a purification technique to give him the address to deliver meals.

"Senior brother, today is duck meat, braised duck meat with melon and duck egg soup."

"Oh, isn't the duck also a first-order monster?"

"Senior brother, that's not the case. The characteristic of a duck is that he grew up drinking spiritual water and eating spiritual weeds. Although it is not as high as the spiritual energy possessed by monster beasts, the duck's meat is tender and fragrant, and it will also have spiritual energy."

Luo Yaxuan nodded after hearing the explanation, sat on the stool, then took a bite of duck meat with chopsticks while his junior brother placed the rice and vegetables on the table in front of him, nodded in praise and said:

"Well, it's good. It's tender and fragrant. The chef's cooking skills are good."

"Senior brother, today's meal was cooked by me. In the past, everything we ate was cooked by me."

"Oh..., you are good at cooking. Have you ever learned cooking?"

"Yeah, junior brother, my family is an ancestral royal chef. When my generation came to discover spiritual roots, they trained me to practice. However, I still learned a little bit of the ancestral craftsmanship in my family."

The disciple explained happily.