Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

August 12th, Bailu.

The weather, which was supposed to be getting colder, showed no sign of turning colder at all, but the sun was still shining brightly like Xia Chan was greedy for the scorching heat.

For example, although the weeds in the field have been removed, locusts can still be seen from time to time.

Bang!

Between the fields, a cyan sword light flashed, and a cyan locust the size of a fist turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

Near the locust's body, there were three more.

Ji Dong used a black hoe to smash them into meat paste one by one, and buried them near Qinglingdao.

The fertilizer made from insect corpses is surprisingly effective.

The growth rate of Qinglingdao near the buried insect corpses is much better than that of Qinglingdao in other places.

"It's just that there is still more than a month before the harvest in the field. There are too many locusts. I don't know what went wrong?"

Ji Dong raised his head and looked into the distance, frowning slightly.

A few days ago, after weeding, he planned to go to Xianyuan City to buy medicine pills to open up the tendons as soon as possible.

But I didn't expect that the green locust seemed to be endless.

Ji Dong originally thought that it was the locust's revenge, but in fact it was not.

Except for the spiritual field where he was, the hundreds of acres of spiritual fields on this mountain seemed to have been devastated.

Over the past few days, Ji Dong saw from time to time, streaks of light rushing back from a distance.

There were so many people coming and going, but it made Lin Yi think in his heart, thinking of the flood of locusts, he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going to Xianyuan City.

God knows what will happen on the road now.

"Brother Lin, how did you think about yesterday's incident?"

At this time, a hearty laughter came from not far away.

Lin Yi searched for the sound, and saw a half-century old man in gray robes walking over.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang, for your kindness, but my three acres of spiritual land are fine at the moment, so let's forget about the fine fertilizer for now."

"The harvest period is approaching, if insects infest it now, it would be a pity for the spiritual rice in your field.

There are no more than five spirit stones left and right, and they can also speed up the growth of rice fields, really don't you think about it? "

Fang Bo looked at the full-grained ears of rice and said with regret.

It's just that he came back a little late, and the Lingdao, which was less than half an acre, was affected to varying degrees.

"To tell you the truth, I'm short of money now, and I really can't afford five spirit stones. There's still a month left, and it'll be over after a while."

Lin Yi, who had already put away the Qingfeng Sword, waved the black hoe in his hand and said with an honest smile.

"Left and right are regarded as martial arts."

"It's a pity, if your uncle was still there, you wouldn't be at this point, and the pension wouldn't be given away in vain."

Fang Bo seemed to have remembered something, and said regretfully.

300 spirit stones, that's a lot of money, just give it away, hey.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the Lingtian is still there, if you work harder, you will get better in the end."

Lin Yi smiled honestly.

It has been more than three months since Lin Feixiang died in the line of duty, but anyone who is interested will definitely find out.

In this way, the matter of pensions has become an open and transparent matter.

Therefore, when old man Fang with four acres of spiritual land came to him, Ji Dong didn't hide anything.

He admitted frankly that in order to keep the Lingtian and to repay his kindness, he had already handed over to Li Mu to take care of everything.

However, the fact that Ji Dong asked Li Mu to help him purchase resources was omitted.

Although this Immortal Fate City is a city where immortal cultivators gather, there are more mortals attached to immortal cultivators in the city.

Breaking the bridge between heaven and earth and achieving the innate realm means stepping on the fairy road.

For most mortal warriors in the city, this is an irresistible temptation, and Ji Dong will not gamble.

Even though, the seemingly amiable old man on the opposite side is already a second-level qi cultivator.

"You can think about it, but this is fine. If you want to open it in the future, when you want to buy spiritual fertilizer, you can come to me."

Old man Fang smiled and pointed in his direction, and after imparting some experience in taking care of the Lingtian, he left straight away.

"So, thank you, Fang Bo."

Ji Dong arched his hands and watched the other party go away.

"It's impossible to buy, there is a blessed land, even if all the three acres of spiritual fields are destroyed, it doesn't matter.

In this way, on the contrary, it can show that I am a poor person who is not worth prying. "

Ji Dong secretly thought in his heart.

The spiritual fertilizer that the old man said was improved from the excrement of some kind of monster.

Because high-grade monsters have a deterrent effect on low-level monsters, they can make the blue locusts dare not commit crimes again.

"It's just that this man dares to sell five spirit stones. This person is too dark."

Thinking about it, Lin Yi smiled, and continued to check the Lingtian.

If there is a sign of a pest plague, it is better to go to Xianyuan City to take refuge early at that time.

It's just that, even if you have the permanent residence right of Xianyuan City, it is not easy to develop better.

Even the output of Dongtian Fudi, there is no reasonable explanation.

"After all, we still have to break through the innate realm as soon as possible and embark on the immortal journey."

"Chi Chi!"

At this moment, Ji Dong frowned, and saw a blue locust the size of a palm roaring from the ear of rice.

It really is endless.

"Boom!"

Thinking in his heart, the black hoe in Ji Dong's hand hit the blue locust fiercely.

"Chi Chi!"

The cyan locust was dizzy from being smashed, but Ji Dong, who took two steps back, slammed the hoe blade fiercely when he turned around.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled sound, the plasma exploded.

"After all, Qingfeng Sword is not sharp enough."

Seeing the twitching corpses of the blue locusts in the field, Ji Dong sighed.

If it weren't for the old man Fang who had just left, in order to prevent the aura of the magic weapon from leaking, it would only take one blow with the Qingfeng Sword.

Fortunately, he has become familiar with the attacks of cyan locusts in the past few days, and the black hoe is barely usable.

However, there are too many people coming and going, and the Qingfeng Sword cannot be used at will.

"Yes, it seems that your body has generally recovered."

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.

Ji Dong was shocked at first, then his face was happy, and he turned to look.

On the open space in front of the house, Li Mu, my uncle's best friend, stood there at some unknown time.

"Little nephew, Lin Yi, met Uncle Li."

Lin Yi hurried out of the field and said respectfully.

"I don't know what Uncle Li's visit is all about, but that."

Ji Dong didn't say the latter words, but his flushed face fully showed his excitement.

The play that should be played must continue to be played.

"Go inside and talk."

Li Mu nodded inadvertently, looked at the streamer in the distance, and said lightly.

"Uncle Li, please."

Hearing this, Ji Dong suppressed the surprise in his heart and hurriedly invited.

three months.

To be precise, three months and nine days.

He originally thought that this uncle's 'best friend' would be gone forever, and he was even ready for nothing.

But thinking back to Li Mu's expression just now, it seemed that the other party really bought resources for him.

In the distance, the fields.

Old man Fang watched the fiery red sword light fall, his eyes moved slightly.

"It can come at this time, it seems that the spirit stone thrown by Lin boy before is not completely useless.

I just don't know what he brought, but it was a friendship worth three hundred spirit stones. "