Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

"Watch him!" Seeing him stop, Chu Zuo immediately used all his strength to hit the former on the shoulder with a stick.

The expected screams did not come.

"Click——"

Only this wooden stick made a crisp sound, and then broke into two pieces.

"This...how is this possible?" Chu Zuo looked at the thick wooden stick in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Jiang Tang turned back and twisted his shoulders.

It seems that the Golden Body Technique is still useful.

"Don't bully others too much." With confidence, the anger that had dispersed in Jiang Tang's heart surged up again. He slowly narrowed his eyes and his voice became cooler unconsciously.

"I'm going to hit you, what can you do? Come on!" Chu Zuo sneered and waved his hand, and several disciples behind him immediately swarmed towards him.

"I told you, don't bully others too much!" Rabbits will bite when they are anxious.

Jiang Tang took a deep breath, and after smelling an indescribable stench, he frowned, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a shovel with his backhand and slapped the first disciple who came over.

"ah!"

A scream suddenly sounded out and spread across the sky.

The disciple was slapped so hard that his head was shaken. He staggered for a while, then his body went limp and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Just for a moment?

In just one move, he knocked out a disciple with the same cultivation level as him?

Jiang Tang held up the shovel and patted the disciples next to him.

They quickly dodged, but the shovel landed on their butts accurately every time, as if it had eyes.

There were several more horrific screams.

"Go back and apply the medicine properly." Jiang Tang felt funny in his heart as he looked at the disciples who were lying on the ground, touching their buttocks and crying in pain.

Deserve it.

"You brat, who are you trying to fool with a shovel?" Chu Zuo stood in the middle and asked through gritted teeth.

"Aren't you allowed to use a shovel? Then change it to another one." Jiang Tang grunted, put away the shovel, and held out a rake with soil in it.

Chu Zuo: "..." Who the hell are you looking down on?

He directly took out his long sword and slashed at Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang was already planning to break the jar.

The worst thing is to get hurt.

So he fought with all his strength against Chu Zuo.

Chu Zuo was slapping and found that his precious long sword actually had a crack.

After beating him, he discovered that he had only a shallow scratch when he hit someone with a sword, while he himself was beaten with a rake until his clothes were ragged and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Chu Zuo felt that the script was wrong.

Shouldn't he beat Jiang Tang?

"Hey, senior brother, don't be distracted when fighting."

When this sentence came out, Chu Zuo suddenly came back to his senses and found himself feeling cold.

It turned out that Jiang Tang raked over and broke his belt, and his trousers, including his obscene trousers, were raked down... and they were pulled down by the rakes!

"Jiang Tang, you are shameless!"

"Senior brother... who can be more shameless?" Jiang Tang carried the rake and pointed at the group of servant disciples who fell to the ground and were wailing.

"You!" Chu Zuo was so angry that he choked on his words.

"Jiang Tang, let's wait and see!" He glared at the former, lifted up his loose pants, found a deserted place and left quickly.

Jiang Tang glanced at the wailing disciples on the ground, pursed his lips, took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to someone, then turned and left.

The man held the bottle, stood up slowly, and looked at Jiang Tang with complex eyes: "Jiang Tang, what do you mean?"

Jiang Tang held the nail rake in both hands and stopped to look back.

"A fight is a fight, and saving people is a rescue. They are two different things. Why do fellow disciples have to kill each other? Isn't unity good for the outside world? If you can trust me, you can take this pill internally and you will be fine in less than a day."

"We were clearly going to beat you hard just now." The disciple was startled.

"I said, a fight is a fight." Jiang Tang rolled his eyes.

"You...your weapon...why is it a farm tool?" Another disciple stood up and looked at Jiang Tang with complicated eyes.

"I'm just a tiller, what kind of sword, gun, sword and stick do I need?" Jiang Tang laughed, put away the rake, and pointed to his clothes, "I'm going back to take a bath."

The few disciples who got up heard this, touched the back of their heads, and laughed rather embarrassedly.

Watching Jiang Tang go away, a handyman disciple quietly said: "Is he really the murderer of those two senior brothers?"

"I don't think so." Looking down at the pill poured into his hand, the disciple shook his head.

If he really kills them, Kung Fu will definitely beat them to death at this moment, instead of giving them a bottle of such precious one-turn elixir.

Moreover, this elixir is full of medicinal fragrance and has not been destroyed - he has not mixed it with poison. The elixir mixed with other things does not have such a pure medicinal fragrance.

Several people looked at each other, each holding their buttocks, and limped back.

Since then, they have never caused trouble to Jiang Tang.

Of course, Chu Zuo was not included.

Jiang Tang returned to the courtyard, quickly took off his clothes, and soaked directly into the cold water in the tank.

It wasn't too cold, the water was warm from the sun.

He washed off the sour water all over his body, collected some fragrant spiritual herbs from the spiritual field space, soaked them, and then narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Thinking back to the fight with Chu Zuo and the others just now, Jiang Tang felt that he was a good guy.

No matter what you despise, farm tools are also magic weapons, and they can also be used to beat those of you who hold weapons.

I am proud to have farm tools, and I am proud to use them to make utensils.

Tell them to cause trouble, they deserve it.

After soaking for an hour, Jiang Tang stood up in his obscene pants and was about to go back to the house to harvest crops and then meditate.

As soon as he stepped out of the big vat and put the water in, he stood up and suddenly met a pair of watery eyes.

Jiang Tang: "..." Is it his imagination? There is actually a woman here?

"Ah! I'm sorry, Junior Brother Jiang, I didn't mean it!" The little girl suddenly screamed and covered her face with her hands.

Just through the gap between his open hands, Jiang Tang could see the little girl's shining eyes.

Jiang Tang: "..." It's not a dream, it's alive.

He wrapped himself in a robe and bowed to the little girl: "Sister, I was rude just now."

Hearing Jiang Tang open his lips, the little girl came back to her senses from her eight-pack abs.

This kid looks thin and lean, with well-proportioned muscles - coupled with his sun-dried wheat-colored skin...

No, the little girl felt like she was going to have a nosebleed.

"It doesn't matter. Well, Junior Brother Jiang is free?" The little girl coughed and waved her hands.

"Well, I'm free at the moment." Jiang Tang didn't talk to girls much, so he felt a little embarrassed.

What's more, the girl in front of him looks a little younger than him, and her face is so tender that she can squeeze out a handful of water.

"That's great, Junior Brother Jiang, come with me." The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she waved to him as she walked out.