Night is falling.

I don't know if it's because I've been meditating for too long, but when I opened my eyes, in a trance, Wang Ye seemed to see a beam of light in the night again.

If you look closely, it's a man in the distance sitting cross-legged with his back to him, burning himself to light up the night.

The man suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Ye.

The features shrouded in flames resemble a human being......

Han Ping's seniors?

Wrong.

He had only seen the words of Han Ping's predecessors, but had never seen his appearance.

This facial feature ...... Like himself.

In the thin flame skeleton, the man's eyes were like black holes, dragging Wang Ye's soul into it.

[I want to live ......]

Before the panel prompts were finished, Wang Ye was so frightened that he got up and crawled back into the hole.

Wiping his sweat, Wang Ye lay on the pu mat, panting and lacking momentum.

The original text of the panel tip is-

If you want to live, stay away from the night. 】

Every time it gets dark, as long as Wang Ye hasn't returned to the cave, the panel prompts him like this.

However, this is the first time I have seen a vision in the dark.

"You shouldn't be too forgetful in your cultivation, and you won't even notice it when it's dark......"

Among the twelve calamities recorded by Han Ping, one is called the Hundred Tricks Night Walk.

Presumably, faint and varied screams are often heard at night, which is related to it.

And the illusion I saw just now should also have something to do with the strange night walk.

Ghost, did it turn out to be just a mental attack?

Wang Ye originally wanted to go out of the cave in the middle of the night to see the growth of Linggu after budding, but now he felt that it was still too dangerous.

In the end, I suppressed my curiosity, flipped through the bamboo slips, sat cross-legged on the pu mat and meditated, and snored and slept all night.

……

Early the next morning.

When the sky was bright, Wang Ye walked out of the cave and turned over to inspect the valley on the grassy slope.

What he feared didn't happen: Linggu wasn't affected by the night in any way.

It can be seen that the calamity only wants to destroy human beings, and does not want to hurt flowers and plants.

Wang Ye squatted down, and the small green fangs scattered in the valley were fluffy and cute.

There is no obvious difference from ordinary seedlings, the most numerous heads are larger, and the rise is a little freer, but the breath emitted is completely different.

It is refreshing, as if it has its own green light.

Panel Certification:

[Linggu seedlings after breeding. 】

It seems that this world has not yet become a complete wasteland, at least, Linggu can sprout.

It depends on whether you can tassel next......

And he, an earthling who has traveled thousands of miles away, can also cultivate in the wasteland.

In the skill bar, there is an additional qi cultivation technique.

[Qi Cultivation Technique: 1/100 (First Glimpse of the Door)]

And the level has also begun to officially increase points.

[Level: Mortal, 1/100.] 】

The Qi Cultivation Technique is deeply bound to the level, and it seems that as long as the Qi Cultivation Technique is full, he will be able to refine the Qi in one fell swoop.

It's been three years...... Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning.

Today, he will start from scratch!

Wang Ye suddenly realized that maybe this was the root cause of the night that hit him yesterday evening.

Doomsday cultivation is a road of no return.

……

The practice is boring, but if there is a specific number of points, the practice will be addictive.

This is called the progress bar effect.

As the days of practice passed, I felt that time had become faster.

Farming and adventure are a choice.

Wang Ye paused his attempts to explore the wilderness, and even carpentry and handicraft work were all stopped.

During the day, he always stayed by the valley and continued his practice at night.

Qi cultivation is a basic mental method, and the content contained in it is also very simple, and the points added in the early stage rise quickly.

However, Linggu's rally is a bit slow.

The seedlings are high and low, and the posture of the seedlings is different, and the horizontal oblique twist is ...... The family is very untidy.

Another very strange thing is that the climate in the Green River Valley seems to be getting worse and worse.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was unbearably hot, but in the blink of an eye, the wind howled, the rain poured down, the thunder was thundering, and there was even ice and snow alternately......

The weather changes day by day, and Han Ping records the water, fire, thunder, wind, and cold in the twelve calamities, and I will give you the same time every day.

Wang Ye's farming skills were not covered, and he hurriedly built a wooden greenhouse for the valley.

Grow spiritual rice in greenhouses......

It is also a rare ecological innovation.

When the storm is raging, or the ice and snow are cold, the greenhouse is completely covered to keep the rain out and keep warm.

The scorching sun is too strong, and there are some gaps.

Demolition in normal weather.

When the thunder slashed down, Wang Ye even made a lightning rod out of pots and pans.

It doesn't matter if you're tired, you can't hurt the seedlings.

In this way, under Wang Ye's careful care, Lingmiao grew up day by day.

Wang Ye's heart is also green, and sometimes he wakes up with a smile when he dreams.

From now on, we are also a kind of people.

He thought to himself.

……

Half a year later.

Half a year, not long, not short, boring and fulfilling.

In autumn, Linggu is headed.

It's not that the Linggu will be tasseled when autumn comes, but that the Linggu will be tasseled before it is called autumn.

The weather in the Green River Valley changes from day to day, and there are no seasons.

After three and a half years, this was the first time Wang Ye had seen a living spiritual object.

It's like seeing your own child fall to the ground......

In the wind of the call sign wrapped in sand and dust, Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes.

Thanks to the practice day and night, and the hard work, the Qi cultivation technique has achieved a little success.

[Mortal: 61/100.] 】

[Qi Cultivation Technique: 61/100 (Small Success)]

At this moment, he has reached the second realm mentioned by Han Ping's predecessors.

I have seen that the mountain is not a mountain, and the valley is not a valley.

Everything feels like a consumable......

This shows that he has already gone halfway through the road of refining qi.

I don't know if it was due to the influence of the bad weather, his temperament has become a little wild or evil.

When the wolves saw the heading Linggu, they surrounded them with some covetousness, but as soon as they saw Wang Ye, they ran away without a trace.

He didn't even notice it.

Now, let's estimate the production of Linggu on the spot.

Three-layer terraced fields, a total of about one acre of land, the rise of Linggu is strange, not very pleasant, and it is a hundred catties of Linggu.

You must know that one acre of paddy field on the earth can produce 1,000 catties of rice, and you have even heard the legend of 10,000 catties per mu......

Is it because your farming skills are not good, or is the aura concentration too low?

Wang Ye leaned towards the latter.

……

The rice leaves are becoming golden day by day, and the rice stalks are very firm, and they are not bent over by the rice, and they still maintain a variety of stubborn postures.

Wang Ye looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally it was harvest time.

On this day, the weather gave his face, the sky was clear, and Wang Ye could smell the fragrance of rice when he was lying in the cave.

Harvesting is a ritual thing.

Wang Ye got up early in the morning, changed into the clean gray robe he brought with him when he crossed, washed his face and brushed his teeth, burned incense and bathed, and then paced to Lingtian.

The breeze is coming, the rice leaves are rolling, and the aroma of the rice is stirring, which makes people flutter like immortals.

The wolves had long been squatting beside the vegetable furrow and watching from afar, squatting like dogs, staring with blank eyes.

Wang Ye smiled without saying a word, took out the spirit knife transformed from the broken sword, and prepared to go down to the field to harvest the grain.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a rattle in the desert to the north.

The survival guide does not indicate danger.

[There are guests. 】

Mankind!

Wang Ye suddenly became nervous.

I was excited, and I instinctively sensed the danger.

Although the panel doesn't indicate danger, this timing is too coincidental.

He hurriedly put away his short knife, left the valley, retreated near the entrance of the cave, and ambushed him.

The bell gradually stopped, and the sound of horses was faintly heard.

Then, an old, surprised voice.

"I didn't expect that someone would grow a spirit valley in such a barren land......"