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

There are undeveloped wild forests in the middle, and before reaching the destination, all you see are trees.

In this way, you can’t see the side for one kilometer, and the same for two kilometers. In fact, there will be a psychological gap.

But after seeing it, An Jia knew the situation.

At this time, it was early in the morning, the sun was rising, and there was thick fog in the rice fields.

But hard-working farmers have already begun to cultivate.

In addition to rice fields, there are also vegetable fields.

There are many kinds of vegetables grown in the vegetable field here, which are more abundant than his.

But he wasn't hot-eyed.

Looking after three acres of land and a half-acre pond alone is exhausting enough.

Walking through the fields and coming to the village, what you see in your eyes is a "large" majestic thatched cottage.

Yes, although it is a thatched cottage, it is not narrow, it is a full three feet wide.

It looks like a granary. Although it is not high, it is very stable.

Each one here is a bit big... outrageous.

However, their house was built of wood with stones at the bottom.

Compared with theirs, An Jia thinks that her bamboo building may just be tall, beautiful and soundproof.

Perhaps it is also an advantage that it is clean and does not shed dust——

Last night he took a large piece of rice paper, pasted it with a large bamboo board and hung the roof of the house.

Dirt is hard to fall off.

"Well, looking at it this way, Daohualou and thatched cottages have their own advantages and disadvantages."

But the people here can think of using this kind of stone as a foundation, and using such hard wood to make a house...

That's hard power.

In An Jia's opinion, it's not ordinary.

Even if he were to chop down trees now, it would be hard to say that he would cut them down easily.

"This village looks ancient and hides its secrets. There must be someone who is good at it."

When he was pushing his wheelbarrow into the village, an old man happened to raise his hands and perform Chouyun Jue.

In an instant, dark clouds rolled over the vegetable field, and the rain fell quickly.

After a while, the dark clouds turned white, the rain stopped, and he dispersed the clouds.

"Damn it... the older you get, the better you are. This control, this precision!"

An Qiao was deeply shocked by the old man's hand.

He felt that with his current ability, it was incomparable no matter what.

It was really amazing that it was properly watered and did not cause lightning.

He didn't expect to come across the Moyun Jue used to such an extent here.

I thought I had improved the Whirlwind Art very much, but I didn't expect that someone had already played it.

"Hey... I've exhausted all my strength and can only do this? I can pour so much water, so much, and it can't even cause the slightest thunder and lightning... I really am not expected to be a fairy..."

The old man looked at his palm, feeling a little sad inwardly.

Sensing the gaze, he turned his head and saw a strange boy in ragged clothes looking at him adoringly.

Heh, young man, although I am old, this skill is enough for you to learn for a lifetime.

He walked over proudly and said, "Little baby, where did you come from?"

"Old man, I'm here to find Yan Yihai, I'm him..."

An Jia was about to say a few words when a voice suddenly came from beside her.

"It's a coincidence that you came..."

Turning around to look, isn't it Yan Yihai who is yawning all over the place?

He came over and saluted the old man, "Village chief, this is the unlucky guy I told you about in the same period of the village."

"It turned out to be this child, and it's a pity that he was thrown into that corner..."

It turned out that the old man was the head of the village, he said, looking at the child's thin face with compassion and shaking his head.

Look, the men in other people's crop fields work and eat, and they are strong.

As for this child, his complexion is fair and his face is fair, and he doesn't look fat yet.

Obviously lacking the help of fellow villagers, it is difficult to do it by myself.

If possible, he would like to take the child back to the village to live together.

Young people are fresh blood, hope, strength and future.

However, this matter was decided by Xianting Qiuzhen, even Du Ting was not qualified to change it, he had no ability to intervene.

"You guys have a good chat, I'm going to get busy. Xiaoyan, I'm going to the market today, you take him to have a look."

"Okay! I was about to talk about this!"

"Xiaoyan, have you seen the key?"

"I didn't see it. Who would look at that lazy black woman~"

"Don't talk about me like that, I have to teach you. I wanted to kiss you at first, but you are too old..."

"Don't! Even if I marry a widow, I don't want to be so ugly."

"Ugly is good, ugly housekeeper, why don't you understand this..."

The village chief shook his head and left.

Yan Yihai put her arms around An Jia and asked him to put down the shameful cart and follow him.

"Why don't you want to introduce a wife to you?" An Jia asked doubtfully, "You don't look so good looking at me."

"Don't mention it, something strange happened and I didn't sleep well..."

Yan Yihai definitely wouldn't say that she ran out to explore at night, but she fainted for some reason, and woke up at her own home.

He immediately and intelligently changed the subject.

"Some time ago, a black and ugly woman came to the village. I thought she was ugly and capable..."

"Which one can do it?"

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