God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

In August of the 57th year of the Changming calendar, the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

The sun was high in the sky, the sea breeze was warm, and summer had already arrived.

Thunderstorms came from time to time, and heavy rain poured down, rolling up the waves and hitting the shore.

During this period of time, even the number of merchant ships has decreased, for fear of being swept into the seabed by the huge waves and suffering heavy losses...

Only those powerful chambers of commerce can sail unimpeded on this turbulent sea, or directly use flying boats...

A huge keel flying boat sailed out of the Snow-covered Island and sailed in the storm...

The whole ship was exquisitely crafted, and the frame on the ship was built with a third-level black dragon keel.

In order to match this third-level black dragon keel, Jiang Lan specially found Qianqian to exchange for two types of third-level spiritual wood in full.

The black and purple agarwood is as hard as gold and iron, and is fireproof, waterproof, and impact-resistant.

But it can be easily cut and carved by metal tools.

Lightweight and easy to shape, this is its advantage.

Another type is called Yunmian White Wood.

It is soft and light, and its roots are deeply rooted in the soil. Once the roots are broken, it will float up and fly to the sky.

However, as long as the formation is recorded well, its buoyancy can be controlled through special methods to offset the weight of the load.

So, the hull has two layers of black and purple agarwood inside and outside, supplemented by Yunjin White Wood as the inner layer filling.

A majestic keel flying boat was completed.

The exposed keel flashed with dense formation patterns, and a colorless formation shield covered the entire hull, which did not move at all despite the wind and rain.

The black dragon head on the bow exuded a dragon's might, making the flying beasts in the air dare not approach.

On the mast, there was a silk banner representing the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect.

This third-level top-quality flying boat is extremely difficult to break through before the Nascent Soul, and it is an absolute war beast.

Such a treasure ship made of excellent materials will naturally not be used easily.

On the ship, the two demon kings, Heiji and Baishao, were in person.

Jiang Lan's secretary Xu Xin accompanied them.

"Is it this direction?" Xu Xin asked.

Wang Changming nodded: "Yes, I remember it very clearly, it's on the small hill not far ahead."

The three idiots successfully returned to Xiaoyao Xianzong, and also reported their experiences over the years and the location of a secret realm.

According to them, after the disaster, they fled into the Wanshou Mountains in a panic...

By chance, they stepped into a cave and triggered an unknown teleportation array inside, and were trapped in a secret realm.

There was another world there, with abundant spiritual energy and precious spiritual herbs and fruits on the roadside.

There were also many powerful demon beasts, but fortunately there was no demon king.

This allowed the three Qi training cultivators to survive. They lived in it for more than 40 years, and only recently found a way out.

Thanks to the secret realm, the three of them have now reached the middle stage of foundation building, and they can become the ancestors of a clan or the elders of a sect in other places.

They originally planned to rebuild Xiaoyao Sect together, but they happened to hear the news of Xiaoyao Xianzong and found out about Jiang Lan's great reputation, so they came to join him.

After a brief explanation, even Jiang Lan, who heard about their legendary experience, couldn't help but complain: [What a protagonist treatment...]

After the three of them finished their report, they suggested that Jiang Lan send someone to control the entrance of the secret realm and let the sect develop it well.

After all, what the three of them can consume is only a small amount, and there are many extremely valuable spiritual materials and monsters, which can definitely make the sect make a lot of money.

So there was this boat trip...

"We're here."

The flying boat stopped in the sky, and the situation below was in full view.

Affected by the dragon bone flying boat, the low-level monsters below were scattered.

"It seems that we need to clean it up properly."

Xu Xin said as he looked at the scattered monsters.

After all, if they follow the plan, they may need to stay here permanently, so they naturally cannot leave threats around.

"That's easy, leave it to me!"

Bai Shao rubbed his hands, he hadn't exercised for a long time, and he didn't mind warming up with the monsters below.

"Senior, don't worry, it's best to capture these monsters and put them in the "Trial Island" to enrich the monster categories."

"If so, let me do it, a mist will go down, and they will all fall to the ground, you just need to be responsible for carrying."

Hearing Hei Ji's proposal, Xu Xin nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Hei Ji, Senior Bai Shao, please go with us to that secret place."

The tasks were quickly assigned.

Under the leadership of Tucao Sanjieke, they successfully found the entrance to the secret place.

Bai Shao just wanted to go in and take a look, but was directly bounced away.

"Is this secret realm forbidden to creatures above level three?"

Xu Xin sent other cultivators in, and as expected, they were able to build their foundation and practice Qi without any obstruction. Only Bai Shao was blocked outside the door.

"Then please stay here, senior, we will come out after a little exploration."

"Yes, yes, it's really boring. I wouldn't have come if I had known."

Bai Shou waved at Xu Xin boredly, found a quiet place, lay down on his side, and even yawned.

Xu Xin smiled helplessly at this, and finally, accompanied by two elite combat teams, he started to investigate the secret realm.

...

The thunderstorm came quickly and went quickly.

Jiang Lan walked out of the house and looked at the rainbow in the sky, stunned.

The air after the rain was no longer as hot as before, but a little warmer.

However, for cultivators like Jiang Lan, neither the scorching heat nor the severe cold can affect them.

"Husband, do you want to eat some ice spirit fruit? This is sent by Senior Brother Xu, the latest version of the fourth generation ice spirit fruit from Yanmu Pavilion."

"It is said that it is cold and delicious, full of juice, and very popular among merchants."

"Now the price is higher than the second-level spirit fruit..."

While Bai Ling was talking, she took out a few spirit fruits from the storage ring and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash and slice them...

"Do you want my help?" Jiang Lan asked.

"No... It's a small matter."

However, before Bai Ling finished speaking, she suddenly felt dizzy and even a little nauseous.

This abnormal phenomenon made her a little at a loss, but she immediately thought of something and stroked her belly with a look of surprise.

The movement here naturally startled Jiang Lan.

He flashed to Bai Ling's side, hugged her in his arms, put his hand on her wrist, and probed into her body with his magic power and thoughts to examine her carefully.

Bai Ling did not doubt him. After all, she knew that her husband was a doctor and might be able to confirm her guess.

As time went by, Jiang Lan's solemn eyes showed a hint of strangeness, followed by surprise.

"Ling'er, you... are pregnant!"

At this moment, Jiang Lan's mood was not enough to be described as happy.

He directly hugged Bai Ling horizontally and put her on the recliner where he often rested.

He gently leaned over Bai Ling's belly, as if he wanted to hear some sounds.

Bai Ling was a little shy, "There is no change in the belly, how can it be so fast..."

Jiang Lan did not believe this evil, he was a cultivator, with first-class perception, maybe he could really hear something.

Bai Ling looked at Jiang Lan, who was like a child, and gently stroked his head, with a doting smile on his face, and hummed an unknown ballad softly...

The summer wind blew into the house, and there was a jingling sound of wind chimes.

Dong!

An extremely faint sound reached Jiang Lan's ears, which was the rhythm of life.

The warm summer breeze, the tinkling of wind chimes, the caress of the palms on the hair, and the beautiful humming formed the most natural and comfortable music.

Jiang Lan fell asleep on Bai Ling's belly like this.

In his dream, he saw the fiery red summer, the heat waves, the scorching sun, the pond, the cicadas, and the energetic laughter of the children.

"Chirp!"

In the sky, a fiery red divine bird flew by, casting a golden glow.

Summer noon... scorching sun... the fire of life... the meaning of the Vermillion Bird...

In his sleep, Jiang Lan exuded a trace of Tao rhyme, and together with Bai Ling, he fell into a rare Tao rhyme dream...