Spiritual Energy: I Just Want To Farm Peacefully

"Xiaoting, are you going to deliver food to Xiaoyi again?"

"Xiaoyi is also pitiful. His parents died in a car accident a few years ago. It's been a while since he was diagnosed with malignant tumors. God, he's deliberately fighting against their family!"

"That is to say, Xiaoyi is such a good child, with a decent appearance, and an honest person. Two years ago, I was thinking of introducing my niece to her. Now... alas."

"I don't know how long he can hold on. The last time I saw him, he was as thin as a bamboo pole."

"Xiao Ting, is there enough food at home? My family bought an extra black-bone chicken in the morning. I'll bring it to you later, so that your mother can make chicken soup for Xiaoyi to drink."

"When you said that, I remembered. I have more than half a catty of pork in my house. I will take it to Xiaoting's house later."

"My family has it too."

Zhao Wanting, who was passing by the entrance of the village carrying a sealed food box, heard the words of the uncle and aunt who were basking in the sun, and hurriedly shook her lovely head, and said softly:

"No need, no need, brother Xiaoyi gave us a lot of food expenses, and it's enough to buy things."

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something, and her tone lowered: "Mom's cooking is very nutritious, but brother Xiao Yi can't eat too much himself, which is why he became so thin."

"Thank you grandparents for your concern."

After speaking, she quickened her pace and walked towards the mountain path.

"Hey" many old people sighed silently in their hearts, and said nothing, watching the girl slowly disappear on the mountain road.

Qifeng Mountain, an unknown hill in BS City, Jiangcheng Province.

Jiangcheng Province belongs to the plain area. There are no high mountains and steep hills, but only continuous small hills. Qifeng Mountain is one of the higher hills.

More than ten years ago, Qifeng Mountain was planted with all kinds of fruit trees. When the harvest season came, the mountain was red, yellow, green, and all kinds of colors. It was very beautiful.

These fruit trees are not only beautiful, but the fruit they produce is also quite delicious, and they are well-known in the local area.

But this kind of grand occasion became a dead end with the death of the two couples a few years ago, losing the care of human beings, and nature exerted its powerful power.

In a short time, Qifeng Mountain became overgrown with trees and weeds. It was not until half a year ago that a man wearing a canvas hat and limping feet arrived, and this situation began to slowly change.

"Brother Xiaoyi! Brother Xiaoyi! I'm here to bring you food! Where are you?"

The girl's crisp cry sounded in the mountains.

"Hey, here we come!"

In the mountains, a boy with wide eyes, staring at a clump of weeds in front of him heard the call and responded loudly.

This person is Lin Yi.

Hearing the call, he didn't get up and go immediately as usual, but still looked at the weeds in front of him in surprise.

A weed with only three leaves growing in the crevices of the stone.

"Why is this thing so similar to the Xingyuan Prairie Clover in memory?"

"Except for being sluggish and petite, the general shape is exactly the same."

"But, doesn't it mean that Xingyuancao is hard to come by, and even its prototype clover is a treasure? Why are there so many in front of me?!"

Lin Yi was at a loss.

His parents died five years ago, and he was diagnosed with malignant tumors a year ago. His life has reached the last moment. His last wish before death is to die in his hometown.

But a day earlier, an accident changed him.

When he was farming, a small gray hole suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could react to what happened, a crystalline object with a whole body of green and translucent sprang out of the hole in a very short time and entered. his body.

Lin Yi's mind went blank, and he instantly fell into a coma. When he woke up and found a lot of inexplicable memories in his brain, he realized what had happened to him.

A broken memory fragment of a god-turning cultivator named Qingmu Zhenren from the world of immortal cultivation, and the wood-type divine crystal he prepared for his body after he took the house.

Every time he thinks of this, Lin Yi feels a little scared.

If it weren't for the soul source of Aoki Daoist being completely destroyed in the ultra-long-distance teleportation, Lin Yi, who had no means of protection, would have been taken away the moment the crystalline object entered his body.

Fortunately, he was blessed with a great life, survived, and even got great benefits from it.

Maybe due to the long time, the memory fragments of Aoki Daoist have become very broken, but the fragmentary memory of a spiritual monk who has lived for hundreds of years still benefits Lin Yi a lot.

Among them is the core practice method "Aoki Sutra" of Qingmu Zhenren, as well as what he has seen and heard in the world of immortality.

Lin Yi went out today. He wanted to find a place with abundant spiritual energy to practice, but before he took a few steps, he was attracted by the most common weeds on the mountain.

In my memory, this kind of clover is the prototype of Xingyuan grass. Through simple cultivation, it can be advanced into Xingyuan grass that can significantly gather spiritual energy.

But in the great world of immortality, why are things so rare that they become weeds everywhere in Blue Star?

"Brother Yi! What's wrong with you?!"

At this moment, a soft, worried voice interrupted his thinking.

Lin Yi turned around and saw Zhao Wanting running towards him quickly.

"It's alright, it's just that I'll be stunned."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's lunch time, I'll help you up, brother Xiao Yi."

"No, I can walk by myself." Lin Yi waved his hand, he wasn't at the point where he needed someone to help him.

He decided to eat first, wait for Wanting to leave, and then study about the clover, otherwise, if he studied weeds for a long time, it would be easy for this little guy to suspect whether he had mental symptoms.

The two walked up the mountain while chatting, but Zhao Wanting was still worried and supported Lin Yi all the way.

Being supported by a girl like this, Lin Yi felt a little embarrassed and wanted to let go of his hand, but he was very weak at the moment, and with all his strength, he couldn't break free from Wanting's tightly gripped palm.

She told Wanting to let go, but the little girl turned a deaf ear, as if she didn't hear anything.

This sense of shame also made Lin Yi firm up the idea of ​​practicing as soon as possible.

After eating, Zhao Wanting tidy up the table, and while Lin Yi was not paying attention, took away the dirty clothes he had changed, and then waved at Lin Yi:

"I'm leaving, see you tomorrow, brother Xiaoyi!"

"See you tomorrow."

Lin Yi responded with a smile.

Every time he said the words "see you tomorrow" before, there was an unspeakable bitterness in his heart, and he didn't know if he would fall asleep and never wake up again.

But this time, he said it very firmly.

No one bothered, Lin Yi came to the pile of weeds suspected of clover again, carefully dug out one of the roots, and carefully looked at its roots.

"The roots, the leaf texture, the shape of the stems and leaves are really exactly as I remembered."

The more Lin Yi looked, the more convinced he was that he was not mistaken. The only difference between the two was that the clover in front of him was only the size of a soybean sprout, while the ones in his memory were as thick as a child's arm.

Except for the body shape, everything else is right.

Eight and nine are not far from ten!

"It doesn't matter, let's transplant it back first."

Now that it was confirmed, Lin Yi no longer hesitated, and resolutely transplanted the clover back to his own courtyard.

Then, I went out to find a place to practice.

No matter how simple the method to advance plants is, it also requires the cooperation of spiritual power. Without spiritual power, nothing can be done.

Lin Yi had already tried to practice the "Aoki Sutra" in the small courtyard. He could practice, but the speed of practice was extremely slow.

He just wanted to change places.

Qifeng Mountain is densely forested. Lin Yi has only reclaimed a small part of it before, and the remaining half of the mountain forest, after several years of natural growth, is no different from the adjacent hills.

Lin Yi deliberately found the most lush vegetation among them, and quietly felt that the concentration of aura in the air was much higher than that in the small courtyard.

Practice cross-legged without hesitation.

After the wood-type divine crystal entered the body, Lin Yi's body was modified into a pure wood-type spiritual root.

This was originally Aoki's backhand for himself in the future. I didn't expect Lin Yi to be cheaper. Otherwise, if he didn't have spiritual roots, even if he got the most advanced exercises, he wouldn't be able to practice.

Entering the cultivation state, some kind of unobservable substance in the air slowly approached Lin Yi, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, and entered his body.

This substance is spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy entered Lin Yi's body, and under the refining of the "Qingmu Jing", a unique green wood spiritual power was formed, which kept circulating in the body.

In the process of cultivation, time flies.

It wasn't until Zhao Wanting's shout resounded in the silent forest that Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Yi's eyes were as bright as light.

The speed of cultivation is very slow, very slow, but after such a long period of cultivation, he still accumulated a few strands of hair-thin Aoki spiritual energy in his body.

Every time these spiritual powers revolved in his body, his already withered body improved a bit, and the feeling of weakness that had come from all over the body before was much lessened.

Just need to practice a few more times, and my disease will be completely cured.

Lin Yi thought to himself.

The so-called terminal illness of mortals is nothing to immortal cultivators at all. The lowest-level elixir can cure all diseases of mortals, let alone direct cultivation.

"Grumpy"

There was a sound in the stomach at the right time.

Lin Yi suddenly laughed.

He was so absorbed in his cultivation that he didn't even notice when he was hungry. He has not yet reached the realm of fasting, and he still needs to eat.

Lin Yi walked in the direction of home, and if she didn't go back, Wanting would come out to find her again.

Zhao Wanting brought dinner and washed clothes, and waited at the door of the small courtyard. When she saw Lin Yi coming back, she immediately stepped forward and helped Lin Yi into the courtyard.

"I'm going to the hospital tomorrow, I don't know when I'll be back, Wanting, you don't have to make a special trip to bring me food." Lin Yi said while eating dinner.

He needs a period of time to develop, and Zhao Wanting has seen some things, it is really difficult to explain, and he has to find a reason to put it away.

"Brother Yi, are you finally willing to go to the hospital?" Zhao Wanting looked very happy, and then said, "I'll go with you, it's not convenient for you to do anything alone."

"To improve the follow-up treatment, no need, you still need to study, I will hire a special nurse." A warm current rose in Lin Yi's heart.

"Alright then, you have to take good care of yourself."

Zhao Wanting said pitifully.