Chapter 673: Mr. Zhan Jia Island
The criss-crossing ridges, the simple disciples who are busy harvesting.
Take a deep breath and feel the purest taste of nature from the heart outward.
"Before, when I heard the name of Xinggu, I thought it was like a dreamlike heavenly palace like Biluofu, but I didn't expect it to be so down-to-earth!"
Li Huaifeng sighed sincerely.
"I have been to the Star Valley three times, and each time I linger, there is the most delicious jade vein rice in the northern region, the sweetest Lingbao melon, which can make evocative Qingyuan wine, and the thousand-year-old dream in my gourd is an improved variety on the basis of Qingyuan wine."
Ren Chaoge strode and took a sip of wine alone.
Although the corners of his mouth were filled with the joy of reuniting old friends, the depths of his expression were helpless and sad.
Nature has given us life, the most essential nutrients.
But we have to trample on the village, the ridges here, the way of heaven is impermanent, and the human heart is impermanent.
After a short time, the three of them, led by the young man, came to the innermost row of thatched huts.
It is a farmhouse surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a small river flowing in it.
Mr. Jia Dao, the owner of the valley, is approachable, and lives with the disciples and elders of the sect all the year round, without the slightest.
At this moment, Mr. Jia Dao is in a nursery, harvesting ripe jade vein rice.
"Demon Lord, please wait, I'll call my father over."
The young man bowed his hand slightly, and his face was flushed with sadness.
"Wait, it's not too late to fight again when Mr. Jia Dao is done."
Luo Teng suddenly stopped the other party, and quietly watched Jia Dao work in the field with a sickle in his hand, not slowing down.
"Thank you, juniors, here's freshly picked food and fruits, let's taste them."
The young man pays great attention to etiquette, and the small round table on the floor is full of all kinds of fresh ingredients.
"Pretending, obviously you're here to smash the field, making you seem to be the embodiment of justice, who is it for?"
Li Huaifeng disdained to criticize, picked up a piece of corn, and took a bite, fruit-like sweetness without impurities, it was like a vitality pill that nourished people's bodies, washed and cut the marrow, amazing.
"Star Picking Valley can best understand the mystery of nature, they do not pursue the infinite power of the universe desolation, but integrate a body of exercises into the field work, dedicated and refined, although the Star Picking Valley is only ranked seventh in the ten gates of the Immortal Dao, but Mr. Jia Dao's personal strength is enough to make anyone awe-inspired, he has always been low-key!"
Ren Chaoge said with a smile.
Put away the wine gourd in his hand, pick up the sea bowl on the table, and drink it freely.
An hour later, the sun was setting.
The disciples in the field put away their working tools and finished their day's tasks.
Unlike the disciples of other sects who practice the exercises and comprehend the Great Dao, Xingxinggu integrates cultivation into rural work, and everyone's style and temperament are very simple.
The simplicity reveals a sense of stability and a long breath, which is awe-inspiring.
"Demon Lord, I've been waiting for a long time."
Mr. Jia Dao looked ordinary in a coarse linen coat with a cloth towel hanging from his shoulder.
But in a pair of eyes, there is indifference, clarity, and the profundity that can break through the red dust, and there is no lack of artistic conception of fairy wind and bones.
"Mr. Jia Dao is a master in the Northern Regions, and his realm leads directly to the Terran Semi-Saint, which is worth Luo's wait."
Roten got up suddenly, this was the signal before the start of the battle.
"I still have a few flowers to water."
Mr. Jia Dao's old face showed a touch of infinite love for nature, and he turned and walked leisurely to the secluded valley behind the farmhouse.
Li Huaifeng and the three of them also followed, and inside was a paradise scene overgrown with all kinds of flowers and plants, as well as grape trellises and plums.
"In the Jin Taiyuan Dynasty, the Wuling people fished for their business. Walk around the river, forget the distance of the road. Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the fishermen are very different. ”
Li Huaifeng leisurely remembered the "Peach Blossom Spring" he had learned when he was on Earth.
The scenery and atmosphere of the Star Picking Valley are exactly the same as those recorded inside.
To be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of such a paradise in the troubled times, from this point of view alone, Mr. Jia Dao is already a master who has entered the half-saint realm of the human race and the great road is Yongchang.
He picked up a watering kettle, walked past the peach blossom tree, the grape trellis, and finally, carefully watered it in front of a gentleman's orchid that had produced bright flowers, and treated it like his own child, with kindness and love on his face.
"I'm afraid this Junzi Orchid has a lifespan of five hundred years, and it has condensed its spirituality, and it is the king of flowers."
Roten nodded in appreciation.
"The scenery here is pleasant, the winding paths are quiet, why don't you compete here."
Roten stood proudly.
A touch of slanting sun in the distant sky is infected, and the flowers and plants here are competing to open, and the beautiful landscape of pride makes his heart rise.
At this moment, thousands of disciples in the Star Picking Valley, carrying hoes and sickles, all stopped outside the valley to watch.
They understood that this battle was related to the future of the Star Picking Valley, and the life and death of the valley owner.
Everyone was heavy in their hearts and grief, but none of them were superficial.
Before this, Mr. Jia Dao had already explained everything to the future, and no one dared to disobey the wishes of this respected old man.
"Please advise!"
Mr. Jia Dao put down the kettle in his hand and turned around leisurely.
"Wind trick, wind rises in the sky!"
Luo Teng didn't say a word, and started fighting.
He has always let his opponent make the first move, and his arrogant personality makes him feel good.
But in the face of Mr. Jia Dao, he took the lead, invisibly with a sense of admiration and respect, which can be regarded as above board.
"The wind blows the wheat waves, the waves flutter!"
Mr. Jia Dao saw a hundred and ten violent wheals coming, and he did not dodge or dodge, and stepped on three steps under his feet.
Although it is only three simple steps, it contains the law of the Great Dao.
The hard earth, as if he had stepped on it softly, the waves formed a whirlpool, surging constantly.
Roten's attack air mass is decisive and extremely strong.
The whirlpool under Mr. Jia Dao's feet is lingering, fleeting, and directly connected to the earth.
Each whirlpool, as if it carried the original power of the earth, actually wrapped a hundred and ten wind wheals in it.
Bang bang.
In the distance, a golden wheat field, stirred by a breeze, appeared fluttering, tranquil and spectacular.
"To soften the rigid? Mr. Jia Dao was able to use the power of the earth to defuse Roteng's attack, breaking the move and being invisible, what kind of magical power is this? ”
Li Huaifeng was shocked.
Before, Luo Teng fought against Wen Taiji, Qi Yunyan, and the Sea Emperor and the Queen of the Sea, they all collided with brute force and were defeated by Luo Teng's absolute strength.
And Mr. Jia Dao did the opposite, fused, transferred, and easily resolved this trick, and the realm was obviously a head higher.
"Da Xuanji Earth Truss Wave, ranked 29th in the Three Thousand Avenues, and the Star Valley Town Sect is peerless, this magical power still has changes, and Mr. Jia Dao has not used it with all his might."
Ren Chaoge was neither sad nor happy, as if he had expected this.
Jia Dao was the first opponent to face the Roteng Wind Character Technique and be invincible, which was a shocking joy for all the people of the Ten Sects of the Immortal Dao.
"With Xuanji breaking the wind wheal, Mr. Jia Dao, you really didn't disappoint Luo."
Roten's eyes flashed with ecstasy, and he suddenly sent out a moment of brilliance.
A touch of blush flashed, and the space couldn't stop his edge.
Mr. Jia Dao raised his head suddenly, a hint of worry flashing between his eyebrows.
He walked forward six times in a row.
Suddenly, the ground shook even more violently, and the waves rolled non-stop, condensing a vivid clay figure from the dirt, and rushing towards the blade of the moment.
"The half-step immortal weapon is not trivial, Mr. Jia Dao still hasn't taken out the natal magic weapon?" Li Huaifeng said nervously.
"The old valley master has no magic weapon."
Ren Chaoge shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Huh? How can you not even have a magic weapon? Li Huaifeng was shocked.
"He has devoted his life to the earth under his feet, the nursery and the field, and everything here is his magic weapon!"
Ren Chaoge stretched out his arms and showed Li Huaifeng the magnificence of nature.
In an instant, the Fanghua blade flew two meters in front of Mr. Jia Dao, and the clay figure suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the half-step immortal weapon.
The next second, something surprising happened.
The treasure that originally destroyed everything and was incomparable in majesty was unexpectedly grasped by the clay man lightly.
The clay figure stepped on the rolling waves of earth under his feet, like a farmer working hard in the field, rushing to the distant field, harvesting countless grains with a blade of brilliance.
The blade fell on the rice, shattered and turned into powder.
Looking closely, the ground under the feet of the clay figure was composed of countless Xuanji air masses.