After these Qi Refining Stage cultivators learned this method of tripling the cultivation speed, they didn't need Zhang Xiaohan's urging, and their enthusiasm for labor became extraordinarily active.

Among them, there are no mastery of talisman refining skills, if they want to consume the spiritual power, the only way to do it is to apply spells, Zhang Xiaohan took out hundreds of elixir seeds, and the planting methods are all in the jade slip, including the contribution after harvesting.

Not all monks have to participate in planting, there are always people who have to participate in management, the spiritual rice harvested by mortals must be collected in storage rings, and distributed to monks, these trivial chores Zhang Xiaohan can't do by himself, that is, elixir, for decades and hundreds of years, Zhang Xiaohan doesn't look at it, and he won't delay the cultivation of Shark Silk and Qinglan because of these.

Qing Lan and Shark Xuan spent two days calcining thousands of mud blanks, these mud blanks are all refined by spiritual fire, and will not be wet and broken by rain, and hundreds of bluestones have been cut, as for the trees that make the beams, it is enough for the monks who have the qi refining period to cut them down.

Every day, this mountain forest is changing, first a small courtyard, then a hut, and then a tent is demolished, as long as the monk helps the mortals, Zhang Xiaohan will give a reward for contributing points, and the mortals will not allow them to accept the monk's help with peace of mind, and these help will be deducted from the spirit rice.

Zhang Xiaohan took the trouble to calculate the exchange of contribution points, as well as the endurance of mortals and monks, which not only gave them hope in their hearts, but also did not let them be too rich in their hands.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Lingmi has already been harvested twice, Xiaobao and Firefox are still exploring in the belly of the mountain, and Shark Silk and Qinglan will patrol the surroundings once a day. The village inhabited by mortals was also almost half-completed, and the scale was revealed.

The medicine field was also planted, and every other day, the monk in charge of the medicine field had to go in and take care of it for an hour, and there was only one hour, and no one dared to enter when the time formation was opened.

Busy and full of laughter, daily life is gradually on the right track, Zhang Xiaohan can finally take a breath.

The demon clan didn't move at all, although Zhang Xiaohan believed that Feng Lingzi must be paying attention to this side. The demon clan did not move. The more Zhang Xiaohan felt the power of the demon clan, they even knew how to be patient.

Think about it, how many years they have endured in the far north, and how many days and months have passed.

See the thriving scene in front of you. Zhang Xiaohan's heart gradually relaxed. More often than not. She would sit on a higher hill and look down at the busy crowd below, watching them rise and go down at sunset. Watching them husband and wife and beauty, Qin Se and Ming, watching the children running and jumping and chasing......

These were the lives she hoped for, but now, she knew that she would never have such an ordinary life.

Even if she has a confidant, even if she has a favorite person, their life will not be like a family under the mountain, but what will they be like?

Sometimes, when the lights go out at nightfall, Zhang Xiaohan will secretly let go of his divine sense, quietly listen to what those mortal couples are doing, and listen to their so-called love words.

There are no affectionate words, the satisfaction of the husband, the comfort of the wife, is probably the sweetest words, wipe a handful of sweat, cover the quilt, is the most care, so simple, so natural, but there is so much love from it.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, under the starlight, alone, Zhang Xiaohan inevitably thought of the problem of cultivating immortals again, longevity and Tianqi, mastering the ability to overwhelm mountains and seas, and then.

This is a problem that has plagued her for a long time, as long as she is free, she will pick it up and think, ordinary people want to live a long life, that is because there is a family, there are parents, there are people who love each other, there are children, but what about monks, most monks are alone, even if they have a partner, they are also so-called concubines, not partners in the real sense.

They live to fly to the upper realm, but when they reach the upper realm, don't they still have to cultivate and cultivate again?

The monks here seem to live only for the sake of living, but what about themselves?

The stars are dotted, Zhang Xiaohan's thoughts are also like stars, in the Netherworld, in the Lingwu Continent, she can still convince herself to live for the cause, for the sect she created, and for the sake of fame, although this reason is so funny.

There was a sudden slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the distance, and Shark Xuan and Qinglan appeared silently beside Zhang Xiaohan, they also felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, Firefox and Xiaobao were not there, they automatically took on the responsibility of protecting Zhang Xiaohan, although Zhang Xiaohan did not need their protection.

Zhang Xiaohan sat and didn't move, just slightly turned his head to look at the direction of the flow of spiritual power, and then waved his hand to Qinglan and Shark Silk, their figures quietly disappeared, and Zhang Xiaohan stood up.

Feng Lingzi flew over lightly, the clothes on his body fluttered back, his eyes were as bright as starlight, and he landed not far from Zhang Xiaohan, staring at Zhang Xiaohan with his eyes.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled slightly, the night can't hide Feng Lingzi's elegant posture and pleasing demeanor, the same handsome appearance, the monk can make Zhang Xiaohan vigilant, but what the demon clan brings to Zhang Xiaohan is appreciation.

made a gesture to sit down, Zhang Xiaohan sat down first, his eyes were slightly upward, it was the bright stars, downward, it was a quiet mountain village, and not far away, there was a strange and hostile demon cultivator, at this moment, Zhang Xiaohan actually felt extremely relaxed.

"What are you looking at?" The voice is slightly low, with a mature accent and charm, although curious but not presumptuous.

"Look at the sky, look at the quiet starry sky, look at the ground, look at the quiet sleeping mortals, look at the world that does not belong to me." Zhang Xiaohan's voice was soft.

"You monks, do you look at the heavens and look at mortals?" Feng Lingzi was visibly surprised.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't turn his head, his eyes were still above the starry sky: "No, they are all so busy, busy cultivating, and I only have occasional time, it is rare to have leisure time, and I have a leisure mood." ”

Suddenly a little funny in her heart, she actually said this to a demon cultivator, but it's a pity, no one has the leisure to listen to her say this, and hibiscus won't either, what about Li Piaoxue?

It's been a long time since I've seen Li Piaoxue, and she seems to have forgotten him.

"Your spiritual field, the spiritual plant matures quickly." Feng Lingzi didn't seem to be very comfortable with Zhang Xiaohan's way of speaking, or he preferred to be straight.

"Yes, there are formations around the Lingtian that can change the speed of time in the Lingtian." Zhang Xiaohan didn't hide it, and she didn't plan to hide it.

"Such a secret formation, if it spreads, you will be flattened here, why do you tell me?" Feng Lingzi paused. (To be continued......)

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