Li Tongya only felt that his heart was skipping a beat, and he was a little dizzy in front of him, so he quickly turned his head and looked down at the pale cyan swaying spiritual rice in the field, and said softly:

"You... It's better to wait for the cultivation of the Xuanjing Wheel to talk about other things. ”

Liu Rouxuan grinned, approached Li Tongya's face, stretched her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and whispered in his ear:

"Then, Brother Tongya, don't run away with others first......"

Li Tongya's face suddenly turned red, he got up with some shame, and said:

"You can practice hard!"

Then he ran out of the courtyard and went into the distance.

Li Tongya walked along the stone road for a while, washed his face with river water, and then slowly calmed down, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I'm afraid it's in the hands of this guy."

"The second brother really has a friendship for that Liu Rouxuan! Father is really a good chess player! ”

saw Li Xiangping sitting on the shore with a smile, and smiled at Li Tongya:

"Father arranged for you to take Liu Rouxuan back then, second brother, you only saw this external strategy of changing places and governing in order to prevent you from sitting on a big side, but the authorities were confused, and they couldn't see this internal strategy against you Li Tongya."

"Third brother Hugh is going to laugh at me!"

Li Tongya smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and replied:

"The more I look at my father, the more I feel that there is always something to learn from the old man."

"That's it!"

Li Xiangping nodded, and said:

"The three snake Yuan Dan left by Xiao Yuansi, I want to wait for you and me to use to rush through the level when I advance to the Yujing Wheel."

"The fog in the fog has already caused my father and Ye Sheng to drip blood, and then I will personally bring the magic book quietly to the small courtyard in the mountain, as for the Xuanshui Sword Technique...... I'm afraid I don't have this talent, second brother, let's take a look at it more. ”

Li Tongya washed his hands with a handful of river water and replied:

"Qijing has been to the Immortal Sect for nearly three years, and this first batch of spiritual rice planted will also mature, and I will not be idle in the next few days."

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This year's snow in Lijing Village is thicker than in previous years, and the spiritual rice in the field is already ripe, and the pale green ears of rice are wrapped in grains of white jade-like spiritual rice, standing straight and straight in the field, and the heavy snow cannot bend its branches and leaves.

This spiritual rice is not comparable to ordinary rice, the blades are as sharp as knives, and the branches and leaves must be harvested with axes.

Looking at the bundles of green rice stacks, Li Qiuyang stepped on the snow and clapped his hands, and said with a smile:

"Brother Xiang Ping, this spiritual rice looks gratifying."

Li Qiuyang cultivated the Xuanjing Wheel last month, so he took the Xuanjing Spirit Oath in the family ancestral hall and learned a few spells, this child is now ten years old, and his eyebrows and eyes are also quite delicate, and he looks a little bit of an adult.

He had originally filled eighty-one wisps of spiritual power a year ago, but unfortunately he fell short when condensing the Xuanjing Wheel, so he had to breathe and breathe out for another year to recover his spiritual power, but he was about to be caught up by Liu Rouxuan.

"Not bad."

Li Xiangping was also full of smiles, and his mana was endless, and he had already cultivated the Zhou Xinglun.

Tian Yun was pregnant with a dragon and phoenix fetus, and gave birth to a pair of children for the Li family, which made him so happy, the old man looked at the child again and again, according to the characters in the clan, the boy was named Li Xuanfeng, and the girl was named Li Jingtian.

"That white yuan fruit is not ripe yet, this spiritual rice has been harvested, and I will bring it back first."

The villagers behind him had already cut off the leaves of the spiritual rice one by one with a reamer, and then tied them with thick ropes, so they dared to reach out and move them in pairs.

When he arrived at the foot of Lijing Mountain, the thin mist gradually filled, and Li Yesheng said in a deep voice to a few people behind him:

"Keep up! If you fall into this formation, be careful of your lives! ”

The villagers hurriedly responded, and a few people stepped on the stone road to the top of the mountain, and put a few bundles of spiritual rice in the courtyard, Li Xiangping waved his hand and said:

"Take them down."

The spiritual rice must be picked with mana when taken off this rice stalk, and then a special method is used to peel and produce the chaff to ensure that the spiritual energy of the spiritual rice is not lost.

All mortals can do in the process of harvesting spiritual rice is to take the sickle attached to the golden light technique to cut and carry it, and the really important link still needs to be handled by immortal cultivators.

"Third uncle! Brother! ”

Li Xuanxuan walked out of the courtyard and arched his hand towards Li Qiuyang and Li Xiangping, he is now more than seven years old, his body bones are gradually growing, and his face is quite similar to the deceased Li Changhu.

"Xuan Xuan, come here."

Seeing Li Xuanxuan walking towards Li Qiuyang, Li Xiangping's face changed, and he hurriedly greeted, and waited until Li Xuanxuan sat down beside him, and then smiled:

"This kid measured his spiritual aperture a few years ago, and his cultivation speed is very fast, and it is estimated that he will be able to refine the Xuanjing Wheel in a few months."

Li Xuanxuan, who was on the side, was stunned when he heard this, his heart was full of doubts, and he secretly thought:

"The family clearly did not measure the root bones for me, nor did they pass down the method, the third uncle said this......"

With a smile on his face, he nodded towards Li Qiuyang, who had an envious face.

"Xuan'er is amazing!"

Li Qiuyang couldn't help but praise it, thinking that it took him two years to condense the Xuanjing Wheel, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The two chatted for a few words, and when Li Tong went up the mountain, Li Xuanxuan retreated, and it took a few hours for a few people to pick off the spiritual rice and take off the rice husk.

"One hundred and twenty catties of spiritual rice, and forty catties of spiritual rice bran."

"If you can still harvest a crop in two years, this offering should be enough."

Li Xiangping sent Li Qiuyang away, put two bags of Lingmi Lingfang on the table and looked at it, only to see that the Lingmi was as smooth and beautiful as white jade, and couldn't help but admire, so he put the rice into the house and whispered to Li Tongya:

"Xuan Xuan's seven-year-old body is fixed, and it's time to cultivate."

Li Tongya was stunned, nodded thoughtfully, and walked towards the room with Li Xiangping.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the house, the old man was sleepy in winter, Li Mutian had fallen asleep early, and Li Xuanxuan was left alone in the hall leaning on the stove to roast the fire.

Li Xuanxuan looked at the snowflakes falling in the mountains in the house, looked at the silver-covered Li Jingshan in a daze, saw the two of them and quickly got up, and asked:

"Third uncle, why do you want to say that my fellow brother has almost practiced the Xuanjing Wheel, if I don't have that spiritual aperture on my body, wouldn't it be embarrassing and conspicuous......

Li Xiangping carefully closed the doors and windows, made a silent gesture to Li Xuanxuan, and said in a deep voice:

"Come with me."

Li Xuanxuan immediately shut up, obediently followed behind Li Xiangping, and walked to a blue brick house in the deepest part of the courtyard.

Li Xiangping took out the key, removed the lock on the door, gently pushed the door open, and whispered to Li Xuanxuan:

"Come in."

Looking at Li Xiangping's solemn expression, Li Xuanxuan was also uneasy, seeing that the room was very wide, only a bluestone platform was placed in the middle, and a blue-gray jianzi was placed on the platform.

Incense was burned in the house, and it smelled reassuring and pleasant, Li Xuanxuan looked down at Li Xiangping, and saw that he was staring at the Jianzi quietly, and he didn't dare to speak.