When the sunset slowly sank into the crescent moon peak of Lingxi Town, the only big bell in Lingxi Town rang for the first time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of bells echoes throughout the town and has a long history.

Lin Yi was the first person to appear in front of the gate, only to see that he had a magic talisman on his legs, and he ran faster than a fierce horse.

Today is the day of the Lingtian soil at home, and Lin Yi wants to go home and turn the soil with his parents.

Lingxi Town is just a small town, and a radius of thousands of miles is within the scope of Lingxi Town. The Lin family is dozens of miles away from the town, but it only takes half an hour to put on the magic talisman.

The Lin family has a hundred acres of spiritual land, and planting spiritual valley for spiritual stones is a major source of income.

"Daddy, Mommy, I'm back." Lin Yi came to Lingtian and shouted, then panting and taking out a earthworm from Tiankan's box, pinching a steel needle with two fingers and stabbing it straight into the tail of the earthworm, and then put it into Lingtian.

I saw that the earthworms were constantly rising and falling in the spiritual field, and after a while, all the soil in the spiritual field was turned out.

"Xiao Yi is back, why didn't he practice more in the academy?"

It was Lin Yi's father, Lin Hu, who spoke. He held the Shaking Spirit Hoe in his hand, and when he shoved it down, it made a sonorous sound, and a piece of soil cake was shattered, and the spiritual energy was evenly distributed in the soil.

This kind of spirit valley grown with the soil turned over by the Zhenling hoe is a level better than the spirit valley of other spirit fields, and it is planted and eaten by the Lin family themselves.

"Cultivation is so boring, I might as well read books, I want to be a poet like Li Mubai in the future. The kind of character who wanders in the world and appreciates the mountains and rivers. Lin Yi's eyes showed admiration, and then he picked up a turning earthworm, rolled his eyes at Lin Hu and said.

He was not interested in cultivation, so that he was already eighteen years old, and he was only staying in the realm of refining skins, which was worthy of the middle realm. You must know that his classmates of the same age are generally in the realm of bone refining.

"You kid, Lao Tzu has lived for eight hundred years, and you are one of the least interested in cultivation I have ever met." Lin Hu held a hoe weighing more than 300 catties and scolded with a smile.

But then thinking of the old man's dissatisfaction with Lin Yi at home, he said to Lin Yi with a serious expression: "I have no objection to you wanting to take the path of Li Mubai, a double peerless immortal, but, you must know that Li Mubai is not only a poetry immortal, he is also a sword immortal, an immortal who breaks the world with a sword!" ”

"I know, you've talked to grandpa more than eight hundred times. Every word, every spell, every sentence, every poem, day after day, my ears sound calloused. Lin Yiman said indifferently.

"In short, my ideal is not to fight and kill." Lin Yi said resolutely, and then said with a yearning face: "All I want is a pot of sake, half a plate of spirit beans, and my beloved to see the mountains red all over and the spring flowers bloom." ”

"Stinky boy, learned to drink?" Lin Hu's eyes widened, and he tugged at Lin Yi's ear.

"Dad, I was wrong...... Lin Yi shouted with hot ears.

"Lao Lin let go of the little one, why is it that he is 800 years old, and he still educates his children like this?" After that, Mother Lin also pulled Lin Hu's ears......

When Lin Hu let go of Lin Yi, Lin Yi felt that his ears were swollen, just like the description of the Tian'er Immortal in the book, and his ears were like a fan.

Lin Hu was also extremely depressed, his eldest son didn't like to practice and wanted to be a poet, and the old man was also extremely dissatisfied with Lin Yi. In this world where the strong are respected, Lin Yi can be regarded as a wonder.

"Good thing you have a younger brother!" Lin Hu sighed a little when he mentioned Lin Yi's younger brother Lin Er.

The second son and the eldest son are diametrically opposed, the degree of obsession with cultivation makes many people sigh to themselves, and the talent is also excellent, at the age of sixteen, he is already in the realm of refining dirt, no accident, he can definitely reach the Lingquan realm in twenty years and become a powerhouse in Lingxi Town.

Hearing his father say about his younger brother, Lin Yi was not angry at all, but said proudly: "Yes, fortunately, I have a younger brother, whoever bullies me in the future can just tell my younger brother, haha." ”

"The mud can't hold up the wall!"

Lin Hu scolded weakly.

Even Mother Lin felt powerless.

In one hour, the hundred acres of spiritual field were turned over by three people, and they could be sown tomorrow.

The family of three also packed their things and went home.

This is an era of spiritual practice, and spiritual practice is closely related to people's lives. Whether it is the spiritual valley planted, the spiritual energy in the air, or the spiritual stones used, they are all inseparable from cultivation.

Cultivation is also related to talent and resources, Lin Yi's father, who is eight hundred years old, is only in the realm of refining dirt, and his younger brother is sixteen-year-old Lin Er, who is in the same realm, and can only be said to be a gap in talent.

In Lingxi Town, there are hundreds of thousands of people in a radius of thousands of miles, but most of them are only in the realm of bone refining.

This era is known as the Xianyuan Era.

It is said that in the last era, the immortals fell too much, causing the immortals to fill the entire heaven and earth, making everything between heaven and earth immortal, so it is also called the age of immortality.

In this era, even if you don't cultivate, ordinary people can have a lifespan of 3,000 years, but there are only one in a hundred people who can cultivate to an extremely high level, which shows the importance of resources and talents.

It is precisely because of this that the human race is the most populous race in the world of the heavens, with a long life span and strong fecundity, resulting in scarce resources, and the offspring born to ordinary people are rarely gifted, so a vicious circle has been formed.

It wasn't until 100,000 years ago that the Imperial City of Zhongzhou issued an order that ordinary people could only have two heirs in their lifetime, so that this vicious circle could be slowly improved, but when it came to the root cause, it would not work at all without millions of years.

There are five great realms of practice.

There are many small realms among the five major realms.

The foundation building realm is the first realm, which is divided into the refining realm, the spiritual spring realm, and the divine power realm.

Refining the body is divided into skin, bones, and dirt!

Lin was eighteen years old and had not formally cultivated for a day, so he was only in the middle of the Skin Refining Realm.

The only effect is that ordinary mosquitoes can't bite, and they have grown two hundred catties of strength. For Lin Yi, the biggest ideal in this life is to travel through the mountains and rivers with the youngest daughter of the Zhou family in the town, recite poems and compose music, and live together to be 3,000 years old, and this life has never been in vain.

As for cultivation, who has time to practice if they can sleep peacefully until they wake up naturally, and have a bang with the little daughter of the Zhou family at night?

"The lonely standard is proud of the world, who is hidden, and the same flowers bloom late!"

After dinner, Lin Yi held an ancient book to read, it was an ancient book hundreds of thousands of years ago, if it weren't for the special material, it would have already turned into a handful of loess.

As early as tens of thousands of years ago, books have been replaced by jade slips, and ordinary books can only become antiquities.

The few ancient books on the table were obtained by Lin Yi after spending more than ten years of spirit stones, and they were all poetry collections by Li Mubai.

"Even chrysanthemums can be written so arrogantly and noblely, and the poet of the curtain is worthy of being a poet." Lin Yi read it with relish a few more times.

After reading a few poems, Lin Yi took out the only half of the spirit stone left in the concentrating array, and then put it into the sound transmission stone.

The sound transmission stone is a magic weapon that can transmit sound for thousands of miles, and it is engraved with dozens of low-level sound transmission formations, as long as the spirit stone is consumed, it can transmit sound for thousands of miles.

"Two fat, two fat......" Lin Yi shouted a few times at the sound transmission stone.

Erfat, like Lin Yi, is also a person who doesn't like to cultivate and only fights for his dreams, Lin Yi has always thought that the fat man has great ideals like him, while others think that they smell like him.

It's just that one wants to be a poet fairy, and the second fat is quite a wine fairy.

Lin Yi regarded Erfat as the best brother, if it weren't for the fact that the two had not experienced life and death together, Lin Yi would definitely regard him as a brother of life and death.

"Don't call me Erba, how many times have you said it, please call me Erba!" After a while, the fat man's rather calm voice came from the sound transmission stone.

Erba is the new name that the fat man gave himself five years ago, and it is based on the name of the Decepticon Wine Fairy. There was a time when the second fat man frantically forced others to call him 'Yang Erba', and he offended many people at that time, if it weren't for some connections in the family, the fat man didn't know what he would become.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu's spirit stone was not stolen, Yang Erfat, now with wine, see you in the mountains behind my house!"

After that, Lin Yi pulled out the spirit stone painfully, put the spirit stone that had lost weight again into the spotlight array, quietly walked to the courtyard, looked at the room of his parents and grandfather, and found that they had already slept, so he secretly took up his own Zhenling hoe and walked slowly to the back mountain......