If I had to say that I was different from the others, and that other people were crying and weeping when they came out of their womb and saw the world under the great love of other elders, then perhaps my appearance in this world was much stronger than theirs, and it would be better if I excluded the pungent smell and the fat figures of those few white flowers.

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"Lin Xiaomei, it should be my turn in the next few days, the old man, this year's harvest can be counted on you. Lin Xiaomei's little spring rain is really nothing, she can be called the first person to be a disciple of the outer sect! ”

As soon as he walked into the valley, Lin slowly saw an octogenarian man with a long white beard in the spiritual field on the side, wearing simple plain clothes and a hat, beckoning to him. Arching his hand towards Uncle Chen, Lin slowly showed a signature kind smile on his face.

"Uncle Chen, don't worry, we have signed an agreement, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will definitely give rain to your spiritual field for irrigation."

After receiving Lin's slow affirmative answer, the old man standing beside Lingtian nodded with satisfaction, and slowly returned a kind smile to Lin before squatting down again to serve Lingtian under his feet.

Standing aside and watching for a while, discussing with the old man how much harvest the Spirit Valley could have this year, Lin slowly turned around and left the valley. There are a lot of things to do today, and the schedule is very tight, and the little time just now is all used as a pastime before exertion.

Panting, he carried a large bag full of Linggu to the bottom of the mountain pass, looked up at the three big words "Sword Driving Gate" on the mountain gate above his head, and then looked at himself who seemed to have just been fished out of the water, wet, Lin slowly not only leaked a bitter smile.

Greeting the guards guarding the mountain gate, in exchange for two good-natured chuckles, Lin slowly and almost dragged the sack under his feet forward. Waiting a little distance from the mountain gate, Lin slowly finally couldn't hold on, casually threw the sack aside, carefully checked the bottom of the sack, and sat directly on the ground next to the sack, took out a small kettle from his arms and poured it into his mouth.

"Fortunately, the sack woven from the sword spirit grass is of good quality, and there is no damage when dragged from the halfway point of the mountain to the foot of the mountain." Otherwise, the fruits of a year's hard work would be scattered all over the place, and Lin would definitely want to give himself a few mouths in pain.

Waiting until he barely recovered a few strengths, Lin slowly supported his body and took out a small paper crane folded from yellow rune paper from his arms, the runes drawn by cinnabar on it were densely packed, and the paper crane under Lin slowly belonged to the lowest level of flying magic weapons, and it was not even a flying magic weapon, it could only carry three or four hundred catties of weight at most, and Linggu, which was more than three hundred catties, plus himself, was really embarrassed for the paper crane under him.

But even so, the paper crane under Lin Xi still made the eyes of those outer disciples around him red with envy, without him, because among the outer disciples, only Lin Slow was the only one who had the magic weapon of flying.

Cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth, there are a few people who can really benefit from it, but no matter who it is, it is absolutely impossible to have a relationship with an outer disciple like Lin Slowly, as an outer disciple of the sword drivers, Lin Slowly has to worry about the spar every day, and the outer disciples can't enjoy the benefits of the sect, those exercises, pills, and all kinds of benefits are all prepared for those sects.

As an outer disciple, you can only work hard to complete the tasks assigned by the sect, in exchange for spars, or sect contribution points, which are used in exchange for the sect's law decisions and so on.

This is how Lin slowly came to Xiaochun Yudu, and worked hard to cultivate to the fourth layer of Xiaochun Yudu, becoming the only disciple of the sect who broke through to the fourth layer.

Xiao Chunyu is by no means an attack method, the only role is to assist in planting spiritual plants, generally speaking, Xiao Chunyu is determined to cultivate for ten days and a half months to reach the first layer. And as long as you cultivate carefully for two or three years, there is basically no problem in breaking through to the second layer, but the third layer is much more difficult, and as for the fourth layer, it is completely dependent on personal understanding to break through.

In terms of the fourth layer of Xiaochun Yudu, if the rain is applied to the Lingtian once, there is no problem with the Lingtian increasing the yield by two or three percent. This is also the reason why since Lin slowly broke through to the fourth layer of Xiaochun Yuduel, the days have become much better, and there is more or less surplus.

But Lin slowly belongs to a minority after all, for most of the cultivators at the bottom of the cultivation realm, take Chen Bo as an example, the cultivation of the third level of Qi cultivation, rented thirty acres of first-class spiritual land in the sect, and after the number of spiritual valleys handed over to the sect every year, what was left was just enough to make ends meet.

The long beard looks like a fairy wind and bones, who knows that he is worried about his livelihood every day, and after a year, I am afraid that there will be half of the remaining spirit stones to be able to steal the fun.

And if you can't hand over enough Linggu to the sect, then you will be revoked by the sect as a disciple of the outer sect and expelled from the sect, so Lin Xi often sighs, even if he doesn't live as well as some cute pets in the big Xiuzhen family, I heard that those pets are all eaten with spirit stones, this kind of behavior that is extremely ruined in Lin Yan's eyes has already been fantasized countless times in his mind.

If you have enough spirit stones, then you will definitely eat the food made of spirit plants and sleep on the bed made of spirit stones, and your cultivation will definitely fly at a speed.

It's a pity that fantasy is fantasy after all, I have been in the Sword Gate for two years, not to mention that the spirit stone is enough to make the bed, even the spirit plant except for the spirit valley, let alone eat, I haven't smelled it, even the spirit valley is also when I am really hungry to grab a small handful, no need to cook, carefully put it in my mouth, chew slowly, feel the fragrance of the spirit valley, and the spiritual power in it spreads out from the spirit valley, like a clear spring down the throat, scattered in the body, One bite down to the day's fatigue and worries.

Normally, after this, Lin would immediately give himself a slap to stop the hand that was reaching out towards the Spirit Valley again, and hurriedly cultivated on the spot to absorb the spiritual power in the Spirit Valley. A good spirit plant can even help a monk break through the existing realm, which is also the reason why the price of spirit plants remains high, and the spirit plant master has a special status in each sect.

As for the Sword Exorcism Sect, anyway, Lin slowly didn't hear that the sect had a spirit planter, maybe it was because people disliked the Sword Exorcism Gate that it was too small, because of the rules that caused him to suffer, Lin Xi thought maliciously.

On the mountain road, a swaying paper crane flies slowly as if it will be planted in the next moment, saying that it is flying, but it is more appropriate to glide close to the ground.

The bottom of the crane is less than a meter above the ground, so even if it falls, it is unlikely that there is any danger. The old god was sitting on top of the paper crane, and Lin slowly did not feel the slightest embarrassment to the crowd pointing at him because of the smile beside him.

This kind of face, Lin has been honed in the past two years. However, Lin Slowly, who seemed to be calm, had already been drooling at the various flying magic weapons flying overhead.

The magic weapon of the white cloud, the heroic posture of the people standing on it is the Qiong Xiangyun that was refined by collecting the essence of the clouds in the sky for 7749 days, standing on it is soft and comfortable, you can travel thousands of miles a day, a real home trip, a necessary magic weapon for flying and sleeping.

The three-zhang long and half-zhang wide formation is densely covered with cold and glittering flying swords, which are even more powerful weapons for escaping, especially the three-zhang long sword body, the domineering carving, which is simply a perfect combination of practicality and X.

Not to mention the other all kinds of flying magic weapons, just as Lin slowly looked fascinated and drooled, a huge shadow slowly shrouded Lin inside, and Lin who fantasized that those magic weapons belonged to him slowly woke up, looking blankly at the huge pavilion that slowly floated overhead and slowly grew his mouth, dumbfounded at the golden pavilion and saluted, until he disappeared into the sky, Lin slowly came back to his senses, and the angry look on his face appeared, trembling and pointing to the pavilion as if he had seen an enemy.

"This ...... This...... This entire pavilion is actually made of ink spirit stones, that thing is more precious than spirit stones, it is actually used to build a house, and it is such a big house, loser, loser, it is really too loser...... This....... ”

Passers-by looked at Lin Slowly, who had just flown over the pavilion angrily, and nodded sympathetically, seeing that Lin Slowly's body trembled more violently, the kind monk was about to step forward to comfort Lin Slowly, in case Lin Slowly couldn't get up in one breath and fainted here. But seeing Lin Mianmian, who was panting violently, her breathing suddenly steady, her body was no longer trembling, and her eyes burst with fiery light in an instant.

"This ...... It's the goal of my life's work. ”

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