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

Chapter 8 8. Harming others will ultimately harm yourself

In a wooden house, there was a creaking sound from the bed.

Old man Xu's face was full of joy, but suddenly sweat broke out on his forehead and he got up.

"My cold spirit insect!"

The old woman's face was full of doubts, and she was about to hook her hand with the old man, but she was slapped loudly.

"Didn't you say that little girl has no abilities? The cold spirit insect I contracted is dead!"

After that, while putting on his pants, he kicked the old woman viciously a few more times.

The old woman looked in disbelief, "What?! She really has this ability!"

Suddenly, when she looked at Old Man Xu, her face was filled with fear, fearing that she would anger this casual cultivator who could contract spirit insects again.

At half a hundred people, Old Man Xu is not the kind of person who can't see the situation clearly. A teenage girl can kill the yellow second-level cold spirit insect that he carefully cultivated.

Regardless of how many achievements he can achieve in the future, as long as he is a little better than him, that is something he cannot afford to offend.

Thinking of this, he also gave up the idea of ​​settling a score with Li Sui'an and vented his anger directly on the old woman.

There were sounds of fighting in the house. The old woman had been farming all her life. She had some spiritual stones but had not practiced them properly. She spent them all on repairing her appearance. This made her still look charming even in her fifties and sixties.

This time it was good, he was beaten half to death by old man Xu.

The old woman immediately felt extremely regretful. She had known she would have asked him to stay at the spiritual field, so why would she have to save so many spiritual stones?

…

Li Sui'an, who was practicing in his thatched house, didn't know that Zhang Yan's neighbor was in a big drama.

She was just practicing on her own, but this time she was tricked by someone. The puyangcao was about to mature, and she didn't dare to sleep anymore, so she sat cross-legged in the room and kept watch.

The next day, it was still dark.

The Puyang grass outside exuded aura one by one, which was a symbol of maturity. Li Sui'an was overjoyed and immediately swung the sickle with the sharpness and toughness technique to chop off the roots.

It wasn't until noon that she put this batch of Puyang grass into the storage bag.

There were not that many seeds of cattail grass left, so she had to plant half of the seeds with cattail grass and half with horse chestnut grass.

After pinching the magic formula with your hands, white clouds condensed with spiritual energy appeared in the sky, rainwater containing spiritual energy fell down, and the bud tips of the newly planted Puyang grass and Ligustrum sprang up.

She nodded with satisfaction and walked down the mountain.

But this time she went not to the market, but to the market at the foot of Huayuan Valley.

There is a difference between the word "Fangshi" and "bazaar", but there is a difference. The market is the territory of the sect. Generally, most of them are disciples of the sect, and there are very few casual practitioners.

But Fangshi is a hodgepodge. There are sect disciples, casual cultivators, and even other sect disciples.

She didn't dare to go to the market. Everyone in Huayuan Valley agreed that if she sold it to the market, she would definitely buy it at the sect's price.

Even if you set up a stall, don't be ridiculous, the market is only such a big place, and the people who hang around are usually low-level spiritual cultivators like her. In addition to spiritual rice, there is also a market, and the rest can be sold out in more than ten days. of.

Of course, these are the memories of the original person. In the memory, the original person's parents always went to the market to sell leftover spiritual crops.

Although it is only one or two percent more than the price in the market, it is still a spiritual stone!

"Let's go! You can't afford to pay for my cold spirit insects, right? If you sell them to the brothel, you'll be compensated!"

An old man grabbed an old woman's arm and said angrily.

Cold spirit insect?

Li Sui'an suddenly felt a chill. The thing that ate her cattail grass yesterday was also a cold spirit insect.

In addition, the fat but charming old woman in front of her was the one who stopped her before and said she was stealing business!

No wonder this old man is dragging her to pay for the Cold Spirit Insect. It turns out he is the one who brought it upon himself!

Naturally, Li Sui'an only glanced at it. Yesterday, he only had a guess in his mind and was not sure yet. Now the truth is right in front of him.

Seeing her harming others and ultimately harming herself, Li Sui'an couldn't help but feel happy.

But the next scene really shocked her jaw.

"Sui'an! Sui'an! Save me!"

The old woman who was being pulled by her hair saw Li Sui'an's eyes light up, so she ignored her and went straight to her for help.

"Why?"

Li Suian raised his eyebrows and said.

The old woman was pulled by her hair and groaned in pain, but she still wanted to move towards her.

"Your cattail is mature, you pay it to him first, and I will pay it back to you later!"

Li Sui'an couldn't help but laugh at the old woman's sexy tricks again. What the hell?

You haven't settled the accounts yet for harming me, Poyangcao. Now you are licking your face and asking me to pay for the Cold Spirit Insect for you.

She glanced at Old Man Xu darkly and found that he was at the third level of qi training. She suppressed what she wanted to say about yesterday, cursed angrily, and left quickly.

As soon as she left, the old woman's heart went cold, and she cursed: "Old man Xu! I am a disciple of the Qingyang Sect! How dare you, a first-level casual cultivator, touch me!"

After walking away, Li Sui'an looked back and saw that the old man Xu paused and was obviously hesitant, but then he pulled the old woman back.

"Pay back debts! It's only right!"

…

She shook her head and stepped into the Lingbao Pavilion opened by Qingyang Sect in Fangshi.

As soon as you enter, you can tell that the Lingbao Pavilion here is many times better than the Lingbao Pavilion in the market.

There are all kinds of exercises, spells, talismans, pills, medicine arrays, magic weapons, etc. Only Li Sui'an doesn't know about them, there is nothing she hasn't seen before.

The shopkeeper behind the counter looked at Li Sui'an's inexperienced look, and felt a burst of contempt in his heart. He said coldly: "Fellow Taoist! What do you need?"

She didn't care and asked directly: "Are you collecting Pu Ling Cao?"

"As long as the quality is acceptable, Lingbao Pavilion will accept anything!"

The word "quality" in this sentence is a bit ridiculous. As long as your things are not waste elixirs or weapons, they can accept them. They will even accept some high-level waste elixirs.

Again, isn’t there a market for everything?

Li Sui'an pursed his lips, smiled slightly, and patted the storage bag. In an instant, the entire first floor of Lingbao Pavilion was filled with bundles of Puyang grass.

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and said without even looking at her: "About fifty bundles, of decent quality, 20 low-grade spiritual stones!"

Twenty pieces, one acre of land can only produce four spirit stones, one more than the Lingbao Pavilion in the market.

Li Sui'an agreed without thinking. The shopkeeper didn't say anything, just took out twenty spiritual stones and put them on the counter, and put the Puyang grass away.

Seeing that she didn't take the spirit stone away at all, but looked around, the shopkeeper changed his face and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, do you need some cultivation resources?"

The voice was calm, but it was much better than the cold attitude at the beginning.

How can you be so shameless when this business comes? No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat!

Li Sui'an raised his eyebrows and said, "Boss! I want to see the body-building techniques and attack spells."

The shopkeeper glanced at Li Sui'an's small body, waved his hand, and took down several exercises from the cabinet shelf.

"This is the Fireball Technique! This is the Qingyang Little Sword Technique, this is..."

"These are all spells with higher attack power, and they are faster to learn. As for the body-building techniques."