Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Looking for me?"

When Mei Hua came to find Chen Mo, he was meditating in the field.

After becoming proficient in the "Cicada Hidden Art", his aura became more and more ethereal.

Based on Mei Hua's strength at the third level of Qi Refining, it would be difficult to sense Chen Mo's presence unless he showed up.

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Ban is back, and the owner asked me to invite you."

Ban Xiaowei?

After several months, he appeared again?

"Let's go!"

Chen Mo did not delay and went to the White Snake Market with him without saying a word.

Behind him, the neighbors of the spirit plant husband began to whisper again, especially Xia Wan, who looked pretty good, biting her lower lip, feeling very entangled in her heart.

The White Snake Market is not far away.

It took less than half an incense stick of time to arrive.

However, Mei Hua did not lead Chen Mo to the owner's house, but to the Wenxiang Pavilion, which also gathered beautiful female cultivators!

No matter which Wenxiang Pavilion, Song Yunxi is always there.

Outside the door, a familiar figure came out waving his hand and dressed glamorously.

Then came a voice that was intimate and charming: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you are here!"

Chen Mo stood still, looking at Hong Yan's face, and for a moment he felt confused whether this was the White Snake Market or the Ancient Dust Market.

"Why are you here?"

"It's all thanks to you. Master Song asked me to come here."

Hong Yan didn't lie.

This matter is really related to Chen Mo.

If it weren't for him, Song Yunxi wouldn't want her at all! Hong Yan knew that although she looked good, she was already in her forties, and naturally couldn't compare to those young and beautiful female cultivators.

But because she and Chen Mo got along well, Master Song wanted her to come to the White Snake Market.

Not only that, the original income of two low-grade spirit stones a year was doubled! Here, you don't have to receive guests in person!

All this is to sell the face of the person in front of you.

Chen Mo nodded and smiled: "That's right, let's have a couple of drinks later."

"I'll keep you company."

Hongyan led the two into Room No. 1. Song Yunxi was drinking the spiritual wine that Yunrou passed to him. Ban Xiaowei sat upright beside him, letting the beautiful female cultivator touch him without making a sound.

This scene was like Tang Monk sitting among a group of demons.

But what?

Looking at the look on Ban Daoyou's face, it seemed that he probably didn't reject it.

"Brother Chen!"

"Ouch!"

Seeing him coming in, Song Yunxi swallowed the wine in his mouth.

Because he was in a hurry, he accidentally bit Yunrou's lips.

After a cry of pain, the other party covered her mouth and turned away.

Chen Mo looked at him, then looked at Ban Xiaowei, who didn't seem to be getting up, and probably knew the current situation.

It seems that he won't be able to learn the formation today.

So he changed the subject and said, "I saw the Xia Wan you mentioned."

"How is it? Pretty, isn't she?" Song Yunxi's eyebrows danced.

"I asked her to find you? You don't mind, do you?"

The other party was stunned: "Find me? Didn't she come to find me a long time ago?"

"Huh?"

"Find you?"

Chen Mo was a little puzzled.

From the other party's words at the beginning, Song Yunxi still wanted to get on the base of this female cultivator.

But why?

Still in that place?

"Yes, but I rejected her righteously."

"What?" Chen Mo was stunned, "Didn't you say..."

"I am very principled! I will never touch a good family." Song Yunxi picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"Heh." Ban Xiaowei on the side sneered, "He just doesn't want to take responsibility."

Chen Mo understood.

"She wants to come here, and you accept it?"

Song Yunxi laughed: "Haha! Brother Chen still understands me!"

"Is it me?" Ban Xiaowei said coldly.

This time, it was Song Yunxi's turn to turn a deaf ear.

Chen Mo watched them closely from the side. The bickering between the two was quite interesting. He did not spoil their interest and took the initiative to sit at the table and clink glasses with them.

"Brother Chen, I'm afraid you can't learn the Grass Killing Formation and the Silence Formation." After taking a big gulp of wine, Song Yunxi began to talk about business.

"Why?"

"Junior Brother Ban will represent Ziyun Peak to participate in the Qingyang Sect's competition!"

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the inconspicuous cultivator in front of him with a little surprise, and said: "Congratulations, Brother Ban."

As he said that, he took out two low-grade spirit stones from his pocket and handed them over.

"What is this?" Ban Xiaowei was a little puzzled.

"I have learned the Grass Killing Formation. These two spirit stones should belong to you."

"Learned?"

At this time, Ban Xiaowei recalled.

When he left three months ago, he only taught the other party most of it, not completely.

Did he comprehend the details on his own?

"Yes."

"Show me!"

As soon as these words came out, the image of the spiritual field flashed through Chen Mo's mind.

Now, midsummer has passed.

The second crop of rice has not yet sprouted, and whether there is a curved water shadow formation or not, it is no different from other spiritual fields.

In the blink of an eye, he made a decision: "The four blood-stained killing gold stones you gave me have been used as the center of the formation..."

"Take me to your field."

Ban Xiaowei stood up and insisted on leaving, ignoring Song Yunxi who was still drinking the wedding wine over there.

"But."

"Don't worry about him."

After this disruption, how could Song Yunxi still have the heart to drink?

Chen Mo and Ban Xiaowei had both left, so how could he have the nerve to stay?

He glared at the junior brother angrily: "You are so boring!"

"You're interesting."

With that said, Ban Xiaowei opened the door and walked out.

The three of them left Fangshi all the way, and it was already three o'clock in the morning when they returned to Chen Molingtian.

The setting sun has set, and there is a little residual heat.

Approaching Lingtian, Ban Xiaowei couldn't help but frown.

Being familiar with formations, he could naturally see through the true scene in the spiritual field at a glance.

From the outside, it looks like there are 20 acres of Linghuang rice planted here, but after looking through the shadow array, there are three types of rice planted inside!

"Where's the Grass Killing Formation?"

He only saw the Qushui Shadow Formation!

Chen Mo walked into Lingtian, and the figure disappeared instantly.

Song Yunxi outside the formation suddenly widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"So powerful? Are there no people left?"

Ban Xiaowei rolled his eyes at him and followed him into the formation range.

The moment he stepped in, his brows instantly furrowed, his breathing became rapid, and even his heart beat a few minutes faster.

Song Yunxi followed him in, and when he saw his appearance, he muttered: "You are a little formation master, and you are still not the same as me."

"You know nothing!"

Ban Xiaowei cursed.

"Hey! Why are you swearing!"

In front of me, this Ling Zhifu, who had only learned the Tiancao Killing Formation for 10 years, was walking in the spiritual field. Wherever the Qi machine pointed, all life was cut off!

In the blink of an eye, the weeds in the twenty acres of spiritual field have been cleared away.

After the demonstration, Chen Mo came to the two of them and said, "Thank you for the teaching. You see, I have learned it."

"learn?"

Even Ban Xiaowei, who had been young for many years, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"Isn't this right?"

"Did you understand the method of overlapping formations yourself?"

"The formations overlap?"