A passerby in Xiuxian novel becomes a popular figure through farming

The two of them were very happy.

There was one more thing in Yu Wanqing's cave, a phoenix tail skirt with a smoky and auspicious cloud pattern and matching clothes and jewelry. Yu Wanqing originally planned to let Mu Yunxi accept the dress, but he refused with firm words.

In the end, Yu Wanqing still took the dress back to her cave, which made Yu Wanqing feel a little bad. She always felt that the excitement she had seen before would eventually fall on her head.

But fortunately, the Lantern Festival was quite fun.

In this case, it's time to get down to business.

In Yu Wanqing's expectation, she should be in seclusion for three to five years this time.

If everything goes well, she should also close the Dan-forming seclusion.

After selling the demon pill, she had a lot more spiritual stones, so before she went into seclusion, she planned to go to the library and pick a few more books on martial arts.

She didn't have a physique like a golden finger and immortal bones, so she could only slowly explore the direction of her cultivation. Her greatest advantage was that she had all five elements.

Now she had determined the direction of her own martial arts cultivation, mainly magic and supplemented by swordsmanship.

Library

"The Hemp Clothes Divine Appearance is a book of magic that can survey the three realms of heaven, earth and man. If you master it, you can know the future, know people's fortunes, and find the blessed land..."

"The Sleeve of the Universe is a space magic that can contain the yin and yang of heaven and earth and all things..."

Elder Wen watched Yu Wanqing leave with two rare jade slips and wailed: "Oh, God! You gave her such things, aren't you afraid that she is too young to hurt Zhongyong!"

"I'm not afraid, I can bear it! Please give it to me!"

Elder Wen has become numb to Yu Wanqing's natural advantages. In his opinion, the inner sect's proud son of heaven and the son of fortune are far inferior to the young girl who just left in her early twenties.

"How come there are still such things in the library of the outer sect! You didn't run away from the inner sect just to give it to her!"

Elder Wen was furious: "I have been guarding you for hundreds of years! Is this appropriate? This is not appropriate!"

Elder Wen also thought about taking advantage of his seniority to ask for a copy from Yu Wanqing, but he was afraid when he thought about the other party's luck. He had lived a stable life for half of his life, but he didn't want to offend the way of heaven and die a bad death in the second half of his life.

Yu Wanqing added an extra barrier outside the flag formation to ensure that no one would disturb him, and flashed into the farming space.

The current planning of the farming space is completely different from before. Before, the level of spiritual plants was not high but the number was not small, so Yu Wanqing could plant them one by one like farming.

However, there are actually few spiritual plants in the world of cultivation that are cultivated on a large scale. They are all raised naturally. With the increase in the rarity of spiritual plants, it is difficult for Yu Wanqing to plant large-scale spiritual plants.

The spiritual fields have now changed from acres of cultivated land to garden-style planting.

All the seedlings of spiritual plants brought back from the Sun and Moon Secret Realm have been planted. Yu Wanqing can only hope that they are precious enough so that she can get enough rewards by planting them only once.

However, she can only go to various places to collect their seeds.

A long-term weather formation was set up, which was specially invented by Yu Wanqing to ensure that all spiritual plants live in their suitable environment.

In this way, she does not have to worry about the spiritual plants dying due to neglect during her retreat.

After handling it, Yu Wanqing returned to the cave, only to see her sitting cross-legged in meditation. Everything in the cave returned to silence, only the grass and trees were still growing in silence.

Frost Peak is constantly snowy all year round. Lin Sirou is wearing a snow-white fox fur and looking at the frost and snow outside the door. Because of the previous incident in the Sun and Moon Secret Realm, the Discipline Hall punished all the inner disciples who went to the Sun and Moon Secret Realm.

The punishment in the Discipline Hall cannot be treated with medicine. Her wounds are still aching. She has been confined for six years. She has never been imprisoned for such a long time since she was a child. Is this something a person can bear?

The master did not support her. Lin Sirou felt very wronged. She could only go out after six years. Who in the inner sect would remember her?

She had asked the master for mercy before, but he refused. Now, as long as she went out, the wind and snow on the mountain would get stronger. The paper cranes that could fly up to chat with her could not fly up now!

It’s all the master’s fault!

The master is so hateful!

When she takes the master down, she must let the master taste the feeling of being alone in an empty room!

Thinking of her master’s face like a banished immortal, Lin Sirou laughed foolishly.

Lin Sirou took out a jade slip from her sleeve. Since she couldn’t go out for six years, she would let her practice.

This is what she got in the Sun and Moon Secret Realm. Everyone said that there was no inheritance in the Sun and Moon Secret Realm, but she was able to get this jade slip. It seems that her luck is indeed deep.

In the main hall of Frost Peak, the person in Lin Sirou's imagination stood with a long sword in his hand.

On the roof, two words were engraved on the blade of the long sword - Cheng Lan.

The exiled immortal standing on the roof pursed his thin lips slightly, implying majesty, his angular profile exuded coldness, his snow-white long hair tied with a jade crown, and the coldness spreading from his bones isolated him from the world of mortals. He was so holy that people dared not approach him, but people wanted to pull him down and fall into the quagmire of desire together.

The black and red mist spread around Lingyuan Immortal Lord. The voice faintly heard in the mist was three parts evil and seven parts arrogant: "Ji Lingyuan! You can lock me up for a while, but you can't lock me up forever!"

"Your cave is nothing but mountains and snow. Do you feel lonely?"

Lingyuan Immortal Lord frowned: "Noisy."

"Hehe." The voice in the mist sounded with a hint of doubt: "Ji Lingyuan, you seem to be a little different from before."

"Is it because of your little disciple?"

Ji Lingyuan was unmoved by the test of the mist. In his opinion, the words of the mist were simply nonsense.

The mist was not discouraged by the failure of the test: "Ji Lingyuan, I will get out of this dark ghost place sooner or later. At that time, it will be the death of you and Lingxu Sect!"

Ji Lingyuan raised his hand and a formation appeared, sealing the black and red mist back to the back mountain.

Qianren Peak

This place has the sword energy left by all the sword masters of Lingxu Sect. It is a treasure land for sword cultivators to practice. Qin Siyu, who was also under house arrest, chose to retreat here. As his master, the head of Lingxu Sect was naturally worried, fearing that his precious disciple would die here.

But Qin Siyu insisted on his own way. As a master and disciple, he had to agree. He knew that Qin Siyu had been feeling guilty after realizing that he had made a big mistake.

He felt that the outer disciples were seriously injured in the trip to the Sun and Moon Secret Realm, and the mistakes were all made by him, the leader. He wanted to make up for it but had no way to do it. He was depressed and came to Qianren Peak to cultivate his mind.

"I knew that Lin Sirou was a disaster!" The head of the goat beard stood at the foot of Qianren Mountain and snorted.

"I shouldn't have urged Lingyuan Immortal Lord to accept her. My mind was not on cultivation at all. Look at what this group of inner disciples has been messed up by her!" The head complained in front of the elders out of pity for his disciple.

"How can you blame her! It's not her fault that she's pretty." The elder took a sip of the spiritual tea. It wasn't his disciple who went in, so he wasn't in a hurry.

"But it's her problem that she has bad intentions! How can a female cultivator be so charming and flirtatious and like to be coaxed? What's wrong with that?" The female elder with gray hair but well-groomed naked, like the dean in Yu Wanqing's previous life, put down the teacup in her hand.

"You... why are you so mean! Are you still my Taoist partner?"

"That can't be helped. Her master is Ling Yuan."