"Yu was born into a farming family, the love of his life, and he farmed. Spring planting and summer ploughing, autumn harvest and winter storage, the four seasons contain the truth of heaven and earth. Yes, the rest is the spiritual root of the lower grade, and the world is understood through cultivation, and it can be formed into a golden pill.

The deadline is approaching, and the only pity is that the art of cultivation has not been passed down. Come to this generation, you must have a fate with me, I hope you will practice the cultivation technique left by the old man, so as to ascend the immortal road.

There is a Sumeru ring on the big finger of my right hand, which contains ten acres of spiritual fields, and after refining, you can control the rotation of the four seasons by means of the formation, and you can enter the ring with your body and cultivate in it.

When you can harvest a season of spiritual plants, you will control this water mansion, and you can go out, if you can't cultivate successfully, you are ready to die here. ”

I wish you no harm and concentrate on reading the small red letters on the white silk, and I know it in my heart.

"No wonder Xunyang Zhenren has no news in the door, it turns out that he has already sat here.

I don't know where this water house is? I was able to get here from the desert in an instant.

But..."

Zhu Wuxian put away the white silk, ordered the fighter to walk to the white bones, and took off a copper wrench with ancient patterns engraved on the big finger of his right hand.

"I could have planted the Spirit Valley, and I must be able to refine this Sumeru Ring soon, and go out from here.

The only thing that Lingnong has is the Lingtian, and the fact that Xunyang Zhenren can refine the Lingtian into this ring is really extraordinary.

Looking at what he means, I can enter this Sumeru ring by myself, whether it is the storage bag distributed in the door or the storage bag given to me by Senior Sister Yang Yi, it can't store living things, this Sumeru ring can, could it be that the strength of Xunyang Zhenren has reached this point? ”

Zhu Wu leaned into the ring, ran his spiritual power and refined it slightly, and saw a gray world in the ring.

There are about ten acres of spiritual field, there are several grass houses next to the spirit field, the layout of the grass house is consistent with the small courtyard of the Lingpu behind the Miaoxing Peak, bedroom, warehouse, kitchen house, well room.

Zhu Wuxian twisted a fighter and ordered the fighter to enter the Sumeru ring.

With Zhu Wu's heart, the fighting soldier pushed open the door in the middle, which was still a table and a wooden couch.

On the table was a thin book and a small bag.

When he opened the small bag, there was a spirit seed he had never seen before, and it was half a bag.

A few big words were written on the thin booklet, Spirit Peach Cultivation.

"This is..."Zhu Wuxian narrowed his eyes, pinched the trick with one hand, and ordered the fighting soldiers to come out with two items, "Spirit peach seed and spirit peach cultivation method." ”

Open the thin book in your hand, and wish it a good look.

"There is a book of cultivation tips and miscellaneous records of Yang Xun in the small courtyard of the Lingpu, could it be that it was left by the last time the Yang Xunzhen went out to travel, and this is because he suffered a heavy blow during his travels, and he couldn't support him to return to the sect, so he hastily laid out the inheritance here?"

Zhu Wuxian guessed in his heart, and put these thoughts behind him, "It's useless to think about this, finding a way to grow a spirit peach is the first thing, I have only planted a spirit valley, a spirit bean and a season of peanuts, this spirit peach is squeamish, I don't know if I can still grow it?" ”

"True person, the younger generation is a disciple of the Xuanyi Sect Miaoxing Peak, and he occasionally got the mantle of the predecessor in the Houshan Spirit Garden, and this time he got the inheritance of the predecessor, and the disciple settled the bones of the predecessor, so that the soul of the predecessor returned to Xuanyi.?"

Zhu Wuxian put away the things in his hand and bowed to the white bones in front of him.

Xun Yang, who was wielding a hoe, suddenly felt something, and the voice of wishing no harm came from his ears.

"Oh, I'm still a disciple of the Xuanyi Sect, and I even got the cultivation tips I put in the spiritual garden of the back mountain, this kid and I have a lot of fate."

Xun Yang touched the white steel needle beard that pierced the stubble, "That place is in a wilderness, and the disciples in the door have all swept by the sword, this kid can actually find out, listen to this kid's meaning, he has also learned the art of farming."

No, I haven't met such an interesting kid in years, and I'm going to have to give him something good. ”

After speaking, Xunyang's rough fingers holding the hoe moved slightly, and a roll of two fingers long and wide green bamboo slips fell out of the mouth that was tightly closed by the white bones.

Although Zhu Wuxian, who stepped forward to put away the white bones with his own hands, let down his guard, he was cautious by nature and still retained the last bit of caution.

The moment the mouth of the white bone opened, he jumped back violently, and before his feet landed on the ground, the five elements of spiritual power had already risen and swept him up.

It is recorded in many miscellaneous travelogues that some overhauls who are about to die are unwilling to die out, and use secret methods or spiritual weapons to keep their spiritual sense alive, and specially lay traps to lure those stupid monks who think they are close to the opportunity, looking for an opportunity to take it and live another life.

I don't want to be one of those fools.

"Smack."

The green bamboo slip fell into the crook of the white bone knee.

Zhu Wuxian held the ink-dyed long stick in his hand and guarded for a few breaths, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that none of them appeared.

The two spirit beans fell to the ground, turning into fighters and walking towards the white bones.

"Hey, the kid is quite cautious, so I won't look at you kid, the old man is waiting to see how surprised you are when you see the old man." Xunyang laughed, pulled the hat on his head, and with a move of his mind, the white bone puppet turned into flying ashes.

Before the fighting soldiers approached, the white bones turned into ashes, leaving only the green bamboo slips.

Zhu Wuxian did not relax his vigilance at all, and continued to control the two fighting soldiers to step forward and pick up the roll of green bamboo slips.

The bodies of the two fighters were stiff, and their thick fingers couldn't open the thin bamboo slips.

I wish you no injury, and the careful Ling Doubing walked in front of him with a bamboo slip.

The blood and qi on the body surged, and the spiritual power of the five elements was steaming, enveloping the whole body, and if there was a slight mistake, stay away immediately.

Carefully control the tip of the sword, uncover the bamboo slips, and spread them out in the palms of the fighters.

"Huh?"

Gazing intently, there was nothing above the bamboo slips, and only a piece of turquoise could be seen.

Zhu Wuxian frowned, remembering a record he had seen in the Xunyang Miscellaneous Records.

The five elements of spiritual power on the pine-patterned sword spread and enveloped the green bamboo slips.

The green bamboo slips gradually change color, from turquoise to multicolored.

"Sure enough." Zhu Wuxian said secretly, "Xunyang's predecessor is a wood spiritual root, this spiritual jade is blue-green after his refining, I am the five elements spiritual root, and this jade is colorful when I have refined it." ”

The five elements of spiritual power are wrapped around the jade slip, and the jade slip continues to absorb the five elements of spiritual power, interweaving seal characters smaller than mosquitoes and flies on it.

After refining his spiritual power, Zhu Wuxian had already determined that there was no trap in this jade slip, so he took it with confidence and studied it carefully.

"Na Lingjue."

I wish you no harm to read the content of the colorful jade slip, this is a method of refining qi, you don't need to measure the qualification of the spiritual root, as long as you have a spiritual root, you can absorb the spiritual power that belongs to you through this method of refining qi.

"I already have the Five Elements Spiritual Technique, but I don't need this technique, but Kailiang and Tiejian just need the method of refining qi, so they can practice this technique."

Zhu Wuxian put away the colorful jade slip and bowed towards the flying ash made of white bones.

Take out a piece of cloth from the storage bag, wrap it in ashes, and then return to the mountain and bury it in the mourning garden in the future, which can be regarded as returning to the roots.

I wish no harm to the mind and appear in the Sumeru vow.

There was a gray mist shrouded above, and the ten acres of spiritual fields were all deserted and compacted, and if you wanted to cultivate it well, it would take a lot of time.

When I opened the storeroom, I saw that it was full of farm tools used by mortals, which were still the same as those in the small courtyard of the spiritual garden.

He took out the ink-dyed long stick from the storage bag, put on the hoe, and carried it towards Lingtian.

After entering the Sumeru Ring, he vaguely knew that only by reclaiming these lands could the gray mist above disappear, and he could also initially grasp the Four Seasons Rotation Circle here.

"Xunyang is really real... Back to basics... Even the accommodation is exactly the same. ”

Zhu Wuxian fell into his hand using the method of forging the spirit hoe, and deeply turned over a large piece of hardened soil.

"Wait, that's not right."

Suddenly stopped the movement of his hand, as if he had grasped something. "The layout is the same, the bedroom, the storeroom, the kitchen room, but what about the well room?

It can't be the same, right? ”

Zhu Wuxian immediately pulled the iron hoe and walked towards the well room.

"Squeak."

The door of the well house was opened, and the arrangement inside was still the same as in the spiritual garden.

Pick up a bucket of water, clear and clean, sweet in the mouth, and contain a trace of aura.

Take out the well water stored in the storage bag, and the two are indistinguishable.

"What's going on? Why is this happening?

The bedroom, the storeroom, and the kitchen can all be explained, how can this even be the same as the water from the well? Zhu Wuxian frowned, looked at the two buckets of well water in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

He kept twisting a spirit bean in his hand, and his eyes narrowed, looking at the dark well.

"I can't think of anything, so let's go down and have a look."

With a flick of his fingers, the spirit bean fell into the well without stirring up a single splash.

Zhu Wuxian sat down cross-legged, immersed in the spirit bean, and controlled the fighting soldiers.

The fighters swam to the bottom of the well and kept advancing.

The well seemed to be bottomless, controlling the fighters to keep going downstream, and after swimming for an unknown amount of time, the surface of the fighters' yellow bodies was soaked and swollen.

It gets darker and darker, and the well water turns from cool to cold.

The biting chill pierced Zhu Wuxian's heart in the fighting soldiers, and in order to resist the cold, he had to drum up his qi and blood and transpire the spiritual power of the five elements.

Finally, a faint light appeared, and I wished no injury to lift my spirits, and manipulated the fighting soldiers to row away.

The light grew louder and brighter, and became a little harsh.

"Wow."

The fighter plunged headlong into the aura.

"Bang!"

Zhu Wushu only felt that the fighter was hit on the forehead, which shocked his heart, and then the fighter was bound by something, getting tighter and tighter, and he couldn't move at all.

"Who are you? Why here? What is the purpose of hiding in this well? A voice shouted.

When Zhu Wuxian heard this familiar voice, he moved all of a sudden, controlling the fighter to sway from side to side, trying to get her attention.

"Still not honest?"

It slammed again, hitting the forehead of the fighter, and Zhu Wuxian shook more violently despite the shock of his heart.

"No injuries junior brother." Yang Yi's familiar and shocked voice came, and she finally saw the appearance of the person she had captured, who was the fighter who looked like Zhu Wuxian.

Zhu Wuxian controlled the fighting soldiers and nodded continuously, causing a splash.

"No injury, junior brother, why do you look like this." Yang Yi pinched the trick, loosened the restraint spell on the fighter's body, stretched out his hand, and the fighter rose from the water, and asked in surprise.

"Senior sister, I ......" Zhu Wuxian controlled the fighting soldier to speak, but found that the fighting soldier's lips were closed and he couldn't open it.