Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

Before autumn, it was scorching sun.

Shanxia Town was empty of thousands of people, and the square was crowded with people. All the villagers brought their children to line up.

Under the shed in front of the square in the middle, a group of old men in green robes were "feeling their bones" for the boys and girls who came one after another.

"Ye San, weighs one hundred and twenty catties, and his bones weigh seventeen catties, and the bones are down—"

"Lin Si, weighs 103 catties, bone weighs 18 catties, and the root bone is medium—"

"Xiao Er, he weighs 105 catties, his bones weigh 20 catties, and his bones are top-notch—"

"Chu Da, weighs one hundred and eight catties, has twenty-two bones, and the top of the bone—"

With the singing of newspapers, some families are happy and some are sad.

It turns out that this is the annual Qiu Zhen of the Qingyun Sect, and only those who have reached the upper-middle level of aptitude are eligible to obtain the fairy fate and become a disciple of the outer sect.

"Mom, why do you want to cultivate immortality?"

"Silly boy, let you farm the land, raise pigs, mend the house with putty, punt the boat and forge the iron to grind the tofu, would you like it?"

"No~wish~will~"

"After entering the Qingyun Sect, you only need to cultivate and become stronger in the future, and someone will provide for your food and drink. Otherwise, you will have to endure hardships and cultivate to support these immortal families in the sect."

"But... why?"

"Silly boy, if you don't work to support others, how can you improve your strength if they can calm down and practice?"

"What does not being tall have to do with me~"

"If the strength is not high, once the ghosts and ghosts come, how can we protect us?"

"Mom, so our fate is in the hands of the Xian family?"

"If you become a fairy family, then everyone's life will be under your control, and then you will have whatever you want."

"At that time, Mom, I want to eat candy~"

"Good boy! You want to fart!"

"An Jia, weighs one hundred and two catties, the bone weighs seventeen catties, and the middle of the root bone—"

With the end of the last report singing, this time Qiu Zhen of Qingyunmen has come to an end.

"All the top-notch come here, and those who are left to report their names also come together—"

So, An Jia, who had traveled through two and a half years, accepted the arrangement after losing the selection for this Qiu Zhen. After handing in her name, she stood among a group of sad-faced teenagers.

"What's wrong? Why are you upset?" He whispered to the boy beside him.

The young man said: "Happy fart, the one whose name is called will go to the sect to farm and support the immortals. My family also has land and business. Can't I go back and work for myself? It's not like you, you have nothing, of course It doesn't matter, woo woo woo..."

Speaking of joy, the boy actually shed tears of excitement.

"I don't care..."

An Jia is telling the truth. In the past, he worked hard to make a living.

Even for a job that doesn't make money, he can compete with others. In order to find a suitable job, he became a monk halfway to learn various skills, and used the remaining time to polish the skills a thousand times...

The result was sudden death.

He who lived a new life, now he doesn't want to roll anymore, he just wants to live a leisurely and natural life.

It is great to become a disciple of Qingyun sect and obtain immortal fate, but that means fighting and killing.

Isn't that the same as before?

He was tired and tired, but farming was just as good.

Perhaps, retiring in seclusion in this fairyland called Qingyunmen is the real destination.

At the end of Qiu Zhen, he and a group of teenagers of the same age boarded a boat that would grow bigger when thrown on the ground.

With the rapid stirring of the oars, the boat floated up and went directly into the clouds to pass through.

He was shocked to see such an "unscientific" flight mode.

The teenagers next to him looked bored like a fool, and persuaded him to sit down. It was just the Sumeru Yunzhou, a normal flying magic weapon, so it was not surprising.

Suddenly, Anjia was in the sea of ​​clouds and saw a huge transparent fish swimming past.

He cried out in surprise: "There are monsters."

"What kind of monster, isn't it Kun? Don't you look up at the sky? There are often thunderstorms."

"Oh, I'm so old, I'm still surprised."

The teenagers around were not surprised and were extremely speechless.

Not long after, the Sumeru Yunzhou skimmed over a number of high and low staggered and broken suspended mountains, and began to land and stop.

Above these mountains, there are pavilions, buildings, cranes and waterfalls everywhere, and the scenery is so beautiful.

Standing on the edge of the mountain and looking down, you can see the endless mountains below.

These hanging mountains look very small from a distance, but the smallest one is dozens of times larger than the town where An Jia came from.

Not long after, An Jia sat in a huge basket and was caught by a crane and flew to an empty island, where there were thatched huts, wasteland, bamboo forests, grain, agricultural tools, hatchets, and seeds.

All he has to do is two things.

The first thing is to live by yourself.

The second thing is to reclaim wasteland and cultivate spiritual valleys.

"Although you don't have the qualifications for cultivation, what should be taught must be taught to you. The purpose of the sect and the expectation for you are only one, and that is to cultivate the land well, so that the disciples of the sect who can cultivate can practice with peace of mind."

"This is "Naqi Zhan", which is used for chopping firewood."

"This is the "Mo Yunjue", which is used for watering."

"This is "Chasing the Wind", which is used for traveling."

"Look, if you have any questions."

After the introduction disciple finished speaking, An Jia opened the three bamboo slips in front of him, feeling puzzled.

"There's... no words on it. Does it take my blood to appear?"

Unexpectedly, the disciple was shocked for a while, and his eyes became strange.

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