I Love Farming

Tan Weizhen was sleeping soundly. I do n’t know that Lin Lin's head is bald. She was ordered to cut out the wrong clips so as not to be found by the audience.

Things like night, whether for the purpose of not being exposed or for the sake of Cui Qichao, will not be broadcast outside.

However, it seems that the interaction between Weizhen and Cui Qichao is increasing, and it can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Lin Lin was afraid of the end, but she was even more suspicious. She had to stare at the clips every day, ponder, and then teach people where to keep and which ones should be removed. The eyes are almost blind, and I hate that the technical department can't immediately put Xiaobai Come out.

...

When Cui Qichao woke up the next day, the real person talking about Wei was no longer in the room. He was so skilled, so alert, and didn't know how many times he had come.

Cui Qichao pretended not to know, so he went to Mi Mizhu Diaolou and made a drawer of dried bamboo shoots and roasted wheat. Say hello to the people in the building a long time ago. Today they also use glutinous rice for cooking, and they have made glutinous rice early. When Cui Qichao passes, steam the soaked glutinous rice, then stir-fry the dried bamboo shoots, add the minced meat, season with soy sauce, and mix it with glutinous rice.

The skin is also rolled out by the back kitchen, a bag, and it will be cooked after steaming for a few minutes. Cui Qichao counted it. It is estimated that he has done too much. Two drawers are not enough for one drawer. People who have asked for a job have already eaten it. The rest he simply took a leaf and tied it.

When returning, Cui Qichao stopped the fog whale at the top of Shuyu Peak. This is the place where Sovereign Yan lives, and her disciples serve nearby. When Cui Qichao stopped the fog whale by the cliff, she was seeing a flying disc sitting on a rock with her knees in front of her, and a flower bloomed silently. Wither, just between breaths.

Cui Qichao fell into the eye for a moment, until Feiguang opened his eyes and smiled, "Why are you here?"

"I've done more roasted wheat and I'll give you some." Cui Qichao knew that Feiguang also likes to eat it. He ate his chestnut cake last time, and the dried bamboo shoots were made from the bamboo of Qichen bamboo. There are benefits, simply do more to give him some points.

"Thank you so much." Fei Guang stepped forward immediately and took over the straw and wicker-wrapped leaves.

Cui Qichao originally planned to leave after sending things. At this time, he asked a little more curiously, "What were you just now?"

"Hey, you don't know." Feiguang said, "This is a day counting technique only under my master's door. It was originally recorded on a residual page in Shu Lin. Everyone said it was impossible. Lian. Master has worked it out and completed it. I can now control the loss of flowers and trees. "

Listening to this technique alone seems to be able to control time, and the Taoist Master ’s Taoist and Feiguang ’s Taoist Taoist are also related to time, which shows that this may be the magical triumphant of Yan.

However, time cannot pass, such as torrents, how can mortals go back and forth. Cui Qichao has been studying culture recently and was keenly aware that Feiguang used the word "withered glory." Therefore, the essence of their technique may only change the shape of an object. From the appearance, it really looks like a dial.

If they can really control the time, then Cui Qichao will have a good talk with Master Yan about physics.

If you think about it, this is also terrible. Feiguang's spell only works on a flower and a tree for a while. If the lord Sovereign can act on people, wouldn't it mean that people will return to the dust and return to the earth in one thought. Other spells are unlocked as well.

"It's amazing." Cui Qichao whispered, trying to figure this out.

When Cui Qichao bid farewell, Feiguang immediately held the leaves and went to find the Sovereign Lord. He heard the Sovereign Lord read it and wondered what the taste of the food made by Xiaozai's own hands.

"You child." Master Zong said Fei Guang with a smile, took the leaves, opened the tether, and saw that there were six roasted wheat in it, all pinching very beautiful wrinkles, like lotus leaves, swollen bottom The yellow glutinous rice was exposed at the middle opening, occasionally mixed with dried bamboo shoots and minced meat.

The steam moistened the inside of the blade, and the heat was still trapped inside, and the lord Zong took a bite of burning wheat.

Before this time, she hadn't eaten such a pyrotechnic food for a long time. The spirit grass and fairy fruits were delivered to her, and they were only tasted at random. They didn't deliberately pursue any taste. Some time ago, in order to know what the taste of Cui Qichao's craftsmanship was, he called food from 珉 Mizhu Diaolou.

The burnt wheat husk is thin and steamed softly, revealing the color of the sticky rice inside, and it breaks with a bite. Cui Qichao used a lot of fat when cutting the minced meat. At this time, you can see that the glutinous rice has a little oily luster on it, but it is not greasy.

There is no soup, but it doesn't dry out at all. The soft glutinous rice is a bit flexible. The soft glutinous rice may taste dried bamboo shoots and minced meat, which are delicious and delicious.

The lord Zongyan ate two chopsticks before putting down the chopsticks. He thoughtfully said, "It's a rare food, but it can't leave the uncle's meal. There should be something extraordinary that I haven't tasted. Everywhere. "

...

Cui Qichao went back with the food box, and he saw that Tan Weizhen's face was not right. He rushed to talk before talking about Weizhen. "I came back a little late, and I took some leftovers to Feiguang on the road."

With Cui Qichao's character, he is not bad at talking, but just too lazy to use those techniques. But now, when he intends to tolerate talking about WeChat for a few more days, he always thinks about his own dishes.

Tan Weizhen's face was a little slower, but I still thought in my heart that it was really cunning.

However, for his interest, let him go. Originally, talking about the real people wanted to punish them. The real people eat roasted wheat, and Cui Qichao eats roasted wheat skin.

"Oh, yes, how about outside?" Tan Weizhen asked casually.

Talking about Weizhen's self-cultivation is equivalent to the full humanoid monitor. See what happened in real time in real time. How could he not know what Cui Qichao had been mocked. But after waiting for a long time, Cui Qichao didn't come to sue, so that the real talk of Weiwei was lost.

Cui Qichao is unknown, so "Yes."

Tan Weizheng stared at him, seeing that he really had no intention of complaining, and was very disappointed. How can you show how powerful you are.

Tan Weizhen is thinking hard while eating roast wheat.

As soon as Master Zong went out of the room, he saw Tan Weizhen sitting swaying in the hall, startled, and hurried forward to salute. "When the uncle came, the disciples were greeted by surprise."

Tan Weiren waved her hand to signal that she didn't need to be polite.

The last time I met Weizhen was more than a month ago when he just went out. Sovereign Yan has never seen an extinct predecessor so densely, just as she has never heard an extinct predecessor, and she has the mood to accuse a long story of a prostitute. A practitioner must say more than five hundred years.

Sovereign Yan had to stand up and ask, "What's the matter with Uncle Shi?"

"Um." Tan Weizheng said lightly and asked, "In the widow's library, there must be mustard seeds."

The widow's treasure is the treasure. Widow's treasure is unparalleled. It takes two purposes. One is the treasure in this library, which is unique in the world. The second is a rare magic weapon in the world, unless it is a pair.

The various magical sources in it are very complicated. Some of them are refined by the gatekeepers of the special smelter inside the sect, some are left by the fallen disciples, and some are collected by the sect ’s power. They are donated by other sects, and they are left over from ancient times. The treasures, etc. are all-inclusive. Mustard seeds, of course, are also there.

Lord Zeng nodded, wondering, "Does the uncle need a mustard seed?"

For talking about micro-real people, refining is not a big problem, just refining a mustard seed hole that is large enough, and it takes time to retreat. It is not made in a blink of an eye. His original mustard seed was only used to put sundries, but it was only a few miles away. Speaking of it, it's not as good as that rabbit cub Yunmeng.

In order to quickly obtain the mustard seed sky, of course, directly to the main Zong Zong, so that his cultivation as long as it takes a little time to refine and become his own. At this point, talking about Weizhen is very natural.

"Give me a few big ones, the bigger the better." Tan Weizhen doesn't need to explain his purpose to Sovereign Yan, just thought about it and added, "It's bigger than Yunmeng compared to him."

Sovereign Yan said in a difficult way: "Yunmeng's real mustard seed hole is so large that it is rare. It is hard to find one, not to mention several."

In fact, Lord Yan still remembered a few very large mustard holes in her memory, but Uncle Master asked for such an understatement, and she had to express it first.

Tan Weizhen looked at her, "You look for it."

"The disciple tried to find it as soon as possible, and delivered it to the uncle as soon as possible." Master Zong smiled and said, "Uncle, there are a few questions about cultivation, and I want to ask you something."

Since the uncle went out of the customs, everyone had this idea, but they didn't dare to bother. She easily waited for this opportunity and hurriedly raised it. By the way, she wanted to take the opportunity to understand what happened to the uncle's realm, such an abnormal activity.

Tan Weizhen just asked her to pass something, and she was a little embarrassed. "Let's ask three."

Sovereign Lord Yan was happy, and hurriedly asked for advice, but found that compared with the last time he saw the uncle, this cultivation is an increase, and it doesn't look like something went wrong. I can't think about it for a while, so I should think about it after listening to the lesson.

Sovereign Yan got the benefits of talking about the real human beings, and tried his best to find out. After all, the Yuling sect has precipitated for many years. She checked out five or six mustard seeds, one of which is more than half the size of the cave that contains the Daze Dashan. The rest are only a few points younger.

After Tan Weizhen took it, the emperor took out a red thread and tied those instruments together. Since it is mustard nasu, the size of this instrument is not large, and the appearance is also made of fingers, bracelets and the like. When talking about micro-real people, they are all **** in a string. Heap pieces.

"..." Sovereign Yan's eyebrows frowned and could not understand what the local tyrant was.

Tan Weizhen was quite satisfied, and he hung around his waist, and walked away.

...

When talking about the real man returning to the suspended garden, Cui Qichao was watering. When he saw him walking on his hips, he did n’t know when he went out. There seemed to be a bunch of things on his waist. If you look carefully, it ’s not an ornament or Not a single ornament, but six ornaments strung together. Originally, it was very exquisite, but it was strange to string it together in one place.

Tan Weizhen saw Cui Qichao staring at his mustard seed sky, seeming to inadvertently said: "Yan Chunqiu still has filial piety, and sent a few instruments, but all mustard seed sky, very boring."

Cui Qichao: "...!"

Cui Qichao immediately put down the kettle, and couldn't help but walk to the side of Weizhen, "Ah, is this mustard hole sky? How big?"

Tan Weizhen pointed at the top bracelet and said, "This is half larger than Yunmeng, the lower one is 20% smaller, and then the lower one ..."

All of them use Yunmeng's instruments for comparison.

Cui Qichao's realm is useless, he just stunned, his eyes showed a hint of envy, and he could talk about the slightly real person fluttering.

"I'll take you to see it." Tan Weizhen was a bit impatient. These instruments had long ago erased the original consciousness. Although they have not been refined, it is OK to go in and see.

If he hadn't talked about a micro-human, Cui Qichao couldn't go in by himself. He nodded immediately, "There is a real human."

There was a smile on the corner of Tan Weizheng's mouth, and he grabbed Cui Qichao's arm and took him into the first mustard seed sky.

Cui Qichao only felt that he felt like he came to the virtual plane from reality. After a moment of weightlessness, he went down to the ground and saw that the sky was white and white, and the sand was under his feet. The whole world was like a desert, empty and unreachable.

This is the initial appearance of the mustard seed sky, leaving only some sand left by the previous owner.

The air is pretty good and the humidity is quite high. Cui Qichao took a breath and thought to himself. In a split second, the brain has been replenished. How to build an independent ecosystem in it, and then grow vegetables, grow vegetables, grow vegetables ...

Seeing Cui Qichao's desire to get into God, Tan Weichao felt a fascination, and his consciousness spread out. He wanted to explore the cave carefully, and suddenly found something. His face changed slightly, and Frost sickle was caught by his backhand.

His movement awakened Cui Qichao. "What's wrong?"

Talking about Weizhen coldly: "Someone is in the dark, you wait."

He grabbed Changxian into a streamer and cast it to the southeast corner. Cui Qichao only saw that corner glowing from time to time. Someone was fighting, but it took a short time, and finally the dark purple light flashed back to silence.

A moment later, Tan Weizhen came back with a white-bearded old man in his hand.

He threw the old man to the ground before Cui Qichao could see clearly. The old man's body was not like an entity, and he occasionally spread out a little at the edges, and then gathered again.

The old man touched his beard and screamed, "Why, how can this be, how can there be a stunner who still has the magic weapon in the widow?"

"Less nonsense. What are you?" Frost-wheel sickle of Tan Weizheng pointed at him, and then he was conscious of it. After talking about Weizheng, he found that someone was hiding here. The state is not low, but it is not like an entity. There was a lingering soul, so he immediately scooped it out.

"Senior, I'm just a poor man!" The old man quietly said, "Maybe the seniors have heard of me, and I'm going to be a dreadful son. A thousand years ago, when I was in a desperate situation, I was killed by a cricket, but fortunately escaped a trace of residue Soul, sent here, because I was afraid of being harmed again, this mustard seed changed the host twice, I have been hiding. Later, with this magical instrument to the Yuling sect, I know that the Yuling sect is a famous sect I thought that if someone came in, I would be able to show up, or ask someone to repair my soul for me. Who knows that now the mustard seed hole is in the sky, and it has been hundreds of years before we welcome you ... "

Although he is also in a terrible state, he has just broken through the millennium and only has a residual soul. He can hide those low-level ones, but he can't conceal or talk about micro-real people.

Originally, Chenchenzi was ready. One day someone would come in, and in his own realm, how could he give pointers to me? Who knows that there is an ancestor, it's really a hell.

It's certainly not fool to talk about the real person. He didn't have any sympathy and respect. He glanced coldly at the old man and said, "I haven't heard it. This cave is already mine. If you want to continue living, you should work in return."

There was a joy in Jiechenzi's heart. He was not afraid to do things for others. He was afraid of the power of moodiness. He raised his hand to destroy himself. That was despair. He said quickly and respectfully: "What do seniors need me to do?"

Tan Weizhen was slowly looking at Cui Qichao, and the other side was also looking over. The two had completed eye contact silently.

He then noticed the young monk at Su Ningjing next to him, tentatively asking, "Is that ... I want to teach this young man's exercises?"

There was some excitement in his heart, and he didn't hide it. He hadn't passed it on, and he was useless to learn.

Cui Qichao smiled slightly.

...

"It's really bad management, so that outsiders have been lurking in Wichiku for so long." After coming out, Tan Weizhen said something. However, he also knows that even if the Dustless Son is just a remnant, at any rate, he must have some means to hide. If he does not take the initiative to appear, the whole Yulingzong may not find many people like him.

Look at the string of mustard holes, and then talk about Weizhen: "Go to the next one."

He took Cui Qichao to the second mustard hole sky, where there was some grass growing and looked much fresher. Because of the incident just before, Tan Weizheng subconsciously swept the whole cave again.

Who knows this sweep, and told him to find something, and immediately went to grab the sickle.

After a while, Cui Qichao saw a familiar scene, talking about the real man holding another white-bearded old man back.

Cui Qichao: "..."

The old man with white beard hugged his fist and said, "Senior Rong Hong, in His Majesty Red Rainbow, this is a demon with his own duties ..."

It's another bad luck story.

After going out of this cave day, Tan Weizhen was silent for a long time, and went into the third mustard hole sky without saying a word.

The six mustard seeds have gone through the sky one by one. After talking about them one by one, the old man talked about the six old men, all of whom were monks who were above the sky survey.

Cui Qichao: "..."

Talking about WeChat: "............"

What a **** ...

Cui Qichao had some ideas. He read the materials before he came. Although this world ljj did not open him, but as a fairy world, there is a game called "Amazing Encounter", which can be triggered under certain conditions and luck.

These may be in the adventure system, representing different adventures. According to common sense, if he had a chance to choose, he would only choose one, and which type of adventure would he choose, which would have different background characteristics.

Even according to Cui Qichao's understanding, maybe these were still taken away by others and became the starring opponents, with a lot of development.

After taking one, the remaining data may be automatically transferred and the like.

I don't know if ljj has ever imagined this situation, talking about the real man pressing the six old men down all at once, he is the oldest ...

Tan Weizhen said unpleasantly, "Willn't the library be full of old men? I want so many old men to do something, open a home for the elderly?"

Cui Qichao also felt a little funny, "Forget it, only if these cave days bring their own field administrators."

Tan Weizhenren glanced at him obliquely, and raised his face slowly and quietly, "Who said, I want to give you all this?"

Cui Qichao smiled slightly and reached out his hand.

Tan Weizhen Mo Mohan took off the string of mustard seeds, put it in his hand, and muttered, "It can't be used alone, I can take you in, more than Yunmeng Ze ..."

Cui Qichao raised his hand.

Tan Weizhen was half a head taller than him, and his head dropped naturally when he saw his hands raised.

Cui Qichao touched his head after talking about Weizheng, and then hugged him.

Tan Weizhen only lowered his head before responding, with some remorse, but Cui Qichao touched it a few times, his tight shoulders relaxed, raised his eyes and looked at Cui Qichao. Cui Qichao had a mild smile in his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth.

Cui Qichao raised his hand again, he simply tilted his head, resting his head on Cui Qichao's shoulder, and Ren Cui Qichao slid a few times on his back with this posture.

ljj:

[What did I say? The ancestor must be a mentor. No, everyone cares whether Cui Qichao will worship others as a teacher. The proper thing is to see Cui Qichao's qualifications! 】

[That is, this routine is very obvious. Talking about Weizhen is very thoughtful. I took the opportunity to let Yan Chunqiu take the initiative to send supplements. Cui Qichao stepped on the road to immortal]

[We're Choi Niu! He first planted into Suining, and blocked the road of others 23333]

[I still can't accept it, talking about the real people clearly seems to be very unusual for President Cui, besides, isn't President Cui's qualifications very ordinary in this world? 】

[You are looking at humans with rotten eyes]

[Stupid you, do you only have the qualifications for the root bones, and you can be successful in farming, which is not so much better than those disciples who still have to stay in the quiet room? Mindfulness is not more important than root bones? Cultivation to the end, fight is the state of mind! You Cui Xinhuai, you should rise in place! 】

[Okay, don't make a noise. Everyone is looking forward to President Cui's good farming. All roads lead to Rome. Why should we divide it?]

[Hey, the routine is here again. Would you like to be so funny? Grandpa sees Grandpa, I stand to talk about Weiren! 】

[Why so many grandpas, harem? 】

[You have enough to open the harem, obviously a tutor group]

[Stable, here comes the serf! 】

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【what is this? ? 】

[I have a question, this action, this conversation ...]

[Will ...]

[A little gaygay ...]

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【I do not believe! !! I must be choking! !! !! 】

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