Ding Xing is not in the eyes of unexpected people.

He went his own way, living his life in the winery on his own terms.

In an instant, two years have passed.

In order not to delay his cultivation, Ding Xing often lived in the village and did not return home once, during which he changed to contact his relatives by letter, and his homesickness became weaker and weaker as his cultivation gradually improved.

Of course, this may also be due to growing up and maturing.

Ding Xing has reached the age of fifteen, and his brothers in the family are all married and have children at this age, if he does not come to Jinlu Winery to learn art, he will definitely be married by his parents.

He thinks that he is already an adult, and he should be ambitious and dare to break through, and he can't be nostalgic for meaningless nostalgia, which is a sign of vulnerability, and it is not a husband's style.

"Up!"

In the cave, Ding Xingpan sat on the stone bed, shook his fingers, and skillfully drove a red short axe that was a foot long.

He manipulated the axe with his divine thoughts, commanded from afar, turned left, moved right, soared, and fell, like an arm, and was able to control it handily.

This axe was the trophy seized from the young man in Mai back then, when his mana was too shallow to resist the axe, but after two years, he had improved rapidly and was able to use the axe with ease.

In the past two years, he has successfully completed the cultivation of the Twelve Righteous Scriptures, and advanced to the fifth realm in the middle stage of Qi cultivation in one go.

This kind of cultivation progress is not bad compared to the disciples of the upper sect, and compared with the peers of the Golden Dew Winery, it is outstanding.

Ding Chen's penance for decades has only been refined to the fourth level, if this ancestor knows Ding Xing's current achievements, I really don't know how he will feel.

"Bozu ......" When Ding woke up to the axe, he suddenly wandered: "I don't know how he is doing in Binghua Mountain!"

Last year, Ding Chen's trustee brought a letter and told Ding Xing about the situation of Binghua Mountain, after several years of development, the Qiongtai faction has built a stable dojo in the mountain, and is currently expanding its territory outside the mountain.

Ding Chenzhi dreamed of breaking away from Jinlu Xianzhuang, setting up his own door, and building a manor presided over by the Ding family, but his cultivation was too low and he did not have the qualifications to create a village.

He pinned his hopes on Ding Xing.

Dante has his own plans.

Just as he was thinking, a golden light suddenly flashed from a wine jar next to the bed.

This wine jar is not sealed, and it contains the 'jujube kernel liquid' that demon beasts prefer to drink, and there is still half of the jar left.

I saw that on the liquid surface in the altar, a slender gold wire was sliding back and forth.

It's like a fish swimming in water.

After swimming for a while, the gold wire touched the water and jumped up, as if the carp was straight, jumped out of the mouth of the altar, and made a bend in mid-air, stretched the gold wire, and wrapped it outside the altar.

The force of the gold wire was too strong, causing the jar to tremble and almost roll over.

Seeing this, Ding Xing turned his head to Jin Si and said: "This is the last jar of 'jujube kernel liquid', if you knock it over, I won't buy it for you again, I am shy in my pocket now, and I don't have a single spirit stone, I can't afford to support you! If you are disobedient, I will throw you into the forest outside the village and let you find food by yourself!"

This is not a lie.

Ding Xing is really short of money.

In the past two years, he drank the expensive 'mutton fat syrup' as a snack, and he had to take a cup of 'Turtle Breath Powder' every day to cover his cultivation, and he was not the son of the owner, so how could the expenses be enough?

Although he does not have to pay fruit tax for the time being, and the harvest of the orange orchard in the past two years can be used for his own use, it cannot satisfy his extravagant consumption.

Besides, he also has to raise a gluttonous snake demon waiting to be fed.

In the snow forest, the golden snake for their own snake eggs, and Mai young people died together, Ding Xing brought back the snake eggs, within a few months, the egg automatically hatched out of a small snake, used to eat and drink, at first Ding Xing fed it with orange fruit, it ate very happy, and later tasted the 'jujube kernel liquid', no longer interested in orange fruit, soaked in the wine jar every day, it was really no wine and no joy.

In fact, Ding Xing had already harvested the orange orchard to flowers, but fortunately, he still had the treasure sleeves of the young man in Mai, and he packed the treasures inside for sale, which barely lasted until now.

It's May now, and it will take at least a month for the orange fruit to reach maturity, but Ding Xing has already run out of cooking, and he has finished drinking his 'mutton fat syrup', so there is no way to continue his practice.

The golden silk seemed to understand Ding Xing's warning, and immediately fell off the wine jar, and after landing on the bed, it instantly reverted to its original shape, turning into a small golden snake four or five inches long.

It crawled to Ding Xing's side against the bed, put the snake's head on his stomach, and began to take a nap.

Ding Xing stopped caring about it and continued to practice the short axe.

After more than half an hour like this, a female voice came from outside the cave: "Brother Xian, bring the incense of insects and come to the field immediately!"

This is Meng Changjun delivering a message.

Since the beginning of spring, there has been plenty of rain in the fields, and there has been no dry season, but the winery's various fields are always attacked by ants and insects, which makes everyone annoyed.

This year is very special, after the end of the harvest period, the village will hold the opening ceremony of the Golden Dew Cellar, before and after a few months, the insect plague is coming at this time, it is inevitable that people do not suspect, the ants and insects are driven to the village, deliberately interfere with the harvest, but we can't find evidence for a long time.

After receiving news from Meng Changjun, Ding Xing knew that his orange orchard had suffered another disaster.

He immediately put away the short axe, jumped off the stone bed, and stretched his right arm back: "Xiaorou, come!"

The little golden snake on the bed heard the call, twisted the snake's body, and with another flick, it shot out like an arrow.

When it arrived at Ding Xing's palm, it instantly turned into a golden thread, wrapped around his thumb several times, and formed a golden ring, and followed Ding Xing out of the cave.

Ding Xing still doesn't know its type, seeing that its talent can be turned into gold wire, and when he travels, he is used to wrapping Ding Xing's fingers, so Ding Xing named it 'Finger Wrapping Soft'.

Don't look at its young life, low demonic power, but the gold wire is extremely tough, if in the fighting method, with the gold wire to carry out a sneak attack, it can receive miraculous results.

Ding Xing's daily life is also deliberately training its combat skills, except for being more willful in eating and drinking, the rest of the time it obeys Ding Xing's words.

For example, the finger wrapping method just now has been practiced many times.

Out of the cave, Ding Xing went straight to his orange orchard.

When I arrived at the path in front of the garden, the neighborhood was already full of smoke, and all the fields were lighting the incense of insects.

Ding Xing currently only has two sticks of spiritual incense left, and if he orders it this time, he will kill the insects by himself.

But the current orange fruit is not ripe, according to the experience of previous years, the harvest period is the most serious time for the infestation, now the spirit incense is exhausted, how to solve the trouble in the future?

Thinking so, he had already entered the orangery.

I saw a swarm of antbeasts on the ground, climbing unscrupulously among the orange trees, and when they rushed up to the branches, they didn't gnaw on the branches and leaves, but all went straight to the orange fruits.

There were too many of them, so Ding Xing didn't hesitate, and directly planted incense on the ground and began to repel ants.

When the smoke rose in the garden, he returned to the path in front of the garden and waited, and when he saw Meng Changjun also coming out of the vineyard, he stepped forward and asked, "Does Sister Changjun know what are the raw materials for refining the insect incense?"