Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

The wind blows the wheat waves and the fragrance is everywhere.

Two months have passed in a flash.

The Changge Spiritual Pond is a completely different scene.

The two hundred acres of spiritual fields are cut into pieces by dozens of spiritual plants, some of which have just sprouted and some have matured. The red, green and yellow ones are swaying in the breeze.

Around the spiritual fields, more than a dozen fruit trees are planted, which have just sprouted and are full of vitality.

In the breeding station, Xiao Kang led his offspring to run and meditate, and the spiritual birds followed suit. The scene was once very funny and embarrassing.

In addition, the spiritual pigs, spiritual cattle and spiritual deer leisurely ate various spiritual vegetables grown in the fields, enjoying the treatment that ordinary spiritual plant husbands could not enjoy.

The spiritual ducks and spiritual geese wandered back and forth on the surface of the pond. When they were hungry, they went to the shore to eat a few bites at will. When they were sleepy, they closed their eyes and drifted with the current.

In the spiritual pond, spiritual fish swam and spiritual shrimps dug holes, looking leisurely and contented.

There is also a circle of moss growing around the spirit pond, which is full of spiritual energy and spiritual juice, making people want to swallow it at first sight.

After swallowing a snake molting pill respectively, the green and red snake demons each began to shed their skin for the fourth time.

And this molting has been silent for more than half a month!

On the spirit field, Chen Mo sat cross-legged and breathed in and out.

The two sophisticated agricultural puppets in front of him were working hard under the control of his spiritual consciousness.

Since he spent a lot of money to buy these two puppets, except for watering, he almost didn't need to do any work in the field.

Turning the soil, sowing, harvesting, these two agricultural puppets can do everything.

While enjoying the convenience brought by the puppets, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh that the wisdom of the cultivators in the cultivation world is also infinite.

Since the entire Changge Spirit Pond became his pasture, Chen Mo has been eating all kinds of spiritual food every day.

Can others only eat spiritual fish for one meal? He eats it almost every meal and never feels reluctant.

Even if he, the green-red snake demon, Xiao Kang, and the old turtle, the four demon beasts ate desperately, they couldn't catch up with the crazy growth speed of the ground and the speed of continuous reproduction in the breeding station!

It was really impossible to eat it all!

And with the unlimited supply of spiritual food, Chen Mo's cultivation progress was also rapid.

The original experience of more than 300 points increased by nearly 100 points in just two months.

Of course, half of the experience was attributed to the spiritual food, and the other half was the effect of the middle-grade spiritual stone.

Using middle-grade spiritual stones to cultivate in the Qi Refining Realm?

If the cultivators under the Beiyue City Wall knew about this, they would probably attack him in groups!

At this rate, Chen Mo estimated that at most ten months would pass before he could take the foundation-building pill and try the foundation-building realm that would allow him to ascend to heaven in one step!

By then, regardless of the improvement in strength, the upgrade in talent alone would bring him unimaginable benefits!

...

On the other side.

Huo Zhongtian was really in trouble.

He entered the territory of Qingyang Sect two months ago, and even did not ask for the monthly salary, just hoping to find the two Shennong Sect monks who froze him as soon as possible.

He did not care about anything, just wanted to find them and invite them to Beiyue City to watch the game!

Originally, Li Tingyi's order to him was to set off one month before the big competition, but Huo Zhongtian, who thought it was difficult to do, had to set off immediately, but even so, after so long, there was still no trace of the other party.

"It shouldn't be!" Huo Zhongtian leaned against an ancient tree, lit a burning fire in front of him, and took out the original map of Qingyang Sect from his arms.

He looked at it again and again.

According to his own speculation, since the other party chose to stay here, it is likely to be far away from the entrance of the secret realm of Ziyun Peak.

Therefore, Huo Zhongtian drew a circle with Ziyun Peak as the center.

Look from the outside to the inside.

But this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, his Nie family identity gave him some face in front of the group of casual cultivators who occupied the mountain as kings. Not to mention mobilizing them to help him find it, but they also provided a lot of useful and reliable information.

Finally, after two months of searching the periphery.

Still no trace of Chen Mo!

"Is he really gone?"

Huo Zhongtian lamented. He didn't want to lose his Nie family identity. Once he lost this support, his future might not be much different from that of a gangster like Yu Qiqi!

As the 112 immortal peaks were forked off one by one, his eyes stayed on the nearby Changge Spirit Pond.

After some psychological preparation, he got up and found the right direction to prepare to move forward!

As for whether he could find it? He didn't know.

Fortunately, there were not many immortal peaks left; unfortunately, there were not many immortal peaks left.

He identified the location on the map and soon found the path to the valley.

As he was about to arrive at the Changge Spirit Pond, a low roar suddenly came from the front, and in an instant Huo Zhongtian felt that the ground under his feet was shaking.

"Leave here!"

An old voice exploded in his ears.

But who is Huo Zhongtian?

He is a powerful cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he be scared by a roar?

"Monster? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

If it was a cultivator, Huo Zhongtian would still be polite based on the idea of ​​more friends and more roads; but along the way, all the blind monsters could not escape his fierce hands!

"Bold!"

As soon as the old turtle attacked, the opponent had already stepped on the meteor and flashed onto its shell.

Before he made a move, the cowardly old guy quickly retracted his head and limbs into the shell and shouted loudly: "Master, master, someone hit your turtle!"

The cry was so desolate that it didn't sound like a turtle that had lived for hundreds of years.

"Master?"

Huo Zhongtian frowned slightly and stopped what he was doing.

In other words, this turtle was not a demon beast, but a cultivator's beast!

How could a mid-level second-order demon beast guard the mountain gate?

For a moment, he hesitated.

"What? Are you scared! Hehe, my master is unparalleled in strength. If you are scared, get out of here."

"Who is your master?"

"I won't tell you, I won't tell you." The old turtle shrank into his shell and even sang.

Huo Zhongtian was so angry at his outrageous appearance that he really wanted to chop him with a knife!

"You!"

Seeing that the old turtle was adamant and insisted on being a coward, Huo Zhongtian had no choice.

He jumped down and walked into the mountain stream.

At this time, the old turtle realized that something was wrong!

"Hey! Don't go! Don't go! You can't go in!"

He realized that he was the gatekeeper! If the gatekeeper let people in casually, where would his face be?

However, the old turtle called a few times, and finally stopped calling after seeing that the other party ignored him and did not move.

"The master shouldn't not give me food and drink, right?"

The old turtle said to himself.

"It shouldn't be, there are still two big long worms in there, and the red worms can control it in an instant..."

"Wait!"

The old turtle suddenly realized something!

The green and red snake demon seems, probably, seems, and may be shedding its skin!