Chapter 4 Five Elements Gathering Spirits

It was night, when the moonlight shone into the window again and shone on the clay figure, another halo shot into Jiang Xiaozhu's body.

"Eyes look at the nose, nose looks at the heart....."

As soon as this voice appeared in Jiang Xiaozhu's mind, she involuntarily sat cross-legged on the bed again.

Words appeared in his mind, and a voice was reading to Jiang Xiaozhu in a deep voice.

"Five Elements Gathering Spirits. There are nine levels in total, each level is divided into three levels: beginner, intermediate and advanced....."

When he first heard these things, he was a little dry and difficult to understand, and Jiang Xiaozhu didn't understand why he felt like he could understand it. Anyway, make a note of it first.

And Jiang Xiaozhu never opened her eyes, she told herself in her heart that she was dreaming. But I couldn't help but move with the voice.

'Whew.... Suck..... Call..... Hug Yuan Shouyi, breathe down the dantian, and draw qi to patrol the body...'

What kind of breath to induce.....

In a haze, it seemed that a trace of heat rose from the dantian and began to swim in the body.

Jiang Xiaozhu's eyelids moved, but she still didn't open them, she was afraid, afraid that if she opened them, she would find that this was a dream.

But she really felt the slightest trace of heat flow, and the place where this heat flow passed, I felt more comfortable than I had ever been!

And this heat flow seems to be able to find the direction and path, wandering completely behind him, and returning to the so-called dantian again. I also feel warm in my lower abdomen.

This is true! It's not a dream! It's true! Is this the legendary cultivation?

Without a master in this area, Jiang Xiaozhu could only understand this matter according to some of his own imagination.

Ringing in my head again:

"Hug Yuan Shouyi, meditate.... into the set...."

When I woke up again, I was also woken up by Aunt Qin's chicken. But this time, Jiang Xiaozhu opened his eyes and saw that he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, so he no longer panicked.

All the experiences of last night are clearly presented in my mind. Jiang Xiaozhu glanced at the clay figure bodhisattva deeply, but did not speak, in general, she also knew what she should do.

When he opened the door and walked out, before the sky was bright, Jiang Xiaozhu came to a piece of land in front of his house. This is their family's land.

"I'm going to weed. ”

After saying this softly, the weeds in the whole field began to fly again.

Seeing the neatly piled weeds again, Jiang Xiaozhu calmly stepped forward and kicked twice. Then he looked at the land. According to the information he got last night, he had to collect the earth aura before he could further cultivate the cultivation of the Five Elements Gathering Spirit Technique.

Then, you have to start farming yourself. In order to collect enough Earth Aura, you must first plant at least three types of crops as required. I talked to my uncle yesterday, and now is the time to order winter beans, so let's get ready to plant beans.

"Huh. Jiang Xiaozhu, you didn't sleep last night, and you tidied up so much grass again. ”

Uncle Qin, who got up early to look around, looked at Jiang Xiaozhu standing in the field, and then looked at the neatly tidyed up piece of land around him.

This time, when Jiang Xiaozhu came out, he used a snack and brought out the hoe that the uncle was used to putting in front of the chicken yard. When the uncle saw it, he thought he had used a hoe to sort out the ground.

Uncle Qin looked at it and said:

"What are you going to plant?"

"Yesterday, didn't you say that now was the time to plant beans? ”

Uncle Qin is very happy, for an old farmer, a child who wants to farm diligently is a good child.

Of course, when a high-achieving student comes back to farm, others look a little abrupt. But in Uncle Qin's opinion, there was no problem at all. Although Jiang Xiaozhu went to college, he is still a farmer's child.

Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and there is nothing special about peasant children who can farm.