"This new hoe is just a good one, and it's very brisk. ”

"In a few days, I will be able to eat fresh camelina again. The endless water chestnut can also be made into dog food, and it is not wasted at all. Qin Yifan thought to himself.

"If you don't want to make dog food, you can also give the vegetables you can't eat to your neighbors and send them to Rong'er's house. It's a pity that Bajie Xiaobu eats a little too much, and there is no extra to give away. ”

Leaning on the hoe handle with both hands, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. Looking up into the distance, Lingyue Mountain under the sunset is extraordinarily quiet and mysterious.

"In the past, Tao Yuanming was picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and saw Nanshan leisurely. And I am 'hoeing in the small courtyard, leisurely seeing Lingyue Mountain. It's just that there are no immortal cultivators on the South Mountain that Tao Yuanming saw, but there are immortal cultivators on Lingyue Mountain. If there are immortals in Nanshan, will Tao Yuanming be very enthusiastic?"

"I should be enthusiastic, you must know that the ancients were also obsessed with cultivating immortals. I remember that the great poet Li Bai once took Gao Shi Du Fu to travel through famous mountains and rivers together, picking fairy grass and refining elixir. ”

looked down at his own shape, and remembered a poem again: On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. I'm no different from a farmer who farms the land.

Put the hoe back in the corner and pat the dirt off your body. Walk up to the large water tank and take out the water to wash your hands.

"Master, you wash your hands in the water tank where I live, there is in the dirt!" cried out the little carp in his heart. When Qin Yifan was watering the vegetable field, he used human and animal fertilizer.

After returning to the room, he was bored and spread rice paper on the desk, picked up pen and ink, and began to write. Although he often plays the piano and paints, his fingers are not white and slender, but they are a little calloused because of his frequent labor.

He wrote a "Song of Righteousness"

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds.

The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star.

When writing, I used a variety of fonts, italics, line script, cursive, thin gold font...... The calligraphy skills of various fonts are used to the peak.

No way, there are no mobile phones, computers and TVs in this world, and he is not used to going to bed too early. There are no leisure activities to pass the time, just graffiti.

You can't cultivate immortals in the world of cultivating immortals, there are too few things you can do.

......

Zhongshan Valley.

Even though night fell, the valley was still like day under the golden light of the immortal ruins.

"All of you, who will go up to accept Le Ji's test?" said the owner of Spirit Snake Island, the old lady of Deadwood, "The opening time of the immortal ruins is only three days, and if it drags on like this, you may miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in vain." Aren't you tempted by the fate of the immortals?"

The crowd all looked at the Lingxi Fairy, after all, among all the people present, she was the only one who knew the most about music. If she goes up, she has the greatest chance of getting a chance, and the least danger.

However, the Lingxi Fairy closed her eyes and recuperated, without the slightest intention of going up.

Seeing that the Lingxi Fairy didn't go up, the crowd didn't move.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, it seems that everyone is reluctant to go up first to accept the test of the immortals. The Sect Master of the Liuhe Sect arched his hand to Ji Tianxing and said, "Since you are the crown prince, why don't you assign a sect and let this sect send people to test it?"

"The appearance of immortals in the territory of Great Xia by chance can also be regarded as the blessing of the Great Xia Kingdom. Not letting the immortals waste their opportunities is also what the prince should do. ”

However, Ji Tianxing shook his head and said, "Sect Master Zhao, although Tianxing is the crown prince. But since he came to the immortal ruins to explore the opportunity with everyone, he is the identity of a monk. Since he is a monk, then Tianxing is a junior in front of the sect masters, so Tianxing has no right to give orders to the sect. ”

Don't talk about the crown prince, even if it is Emperor Wu, he doesn't interfere in the affairs of the sect. Zhao Yuanwu was forced to ask him to come forward, but the prince was not fooled.

Seeing that the prince was reluctant to come forward, everyone shook their heads.

"Well, since everyone is unwilling to go up to be tested, let me go up as a disciple of the Liuhe Sect. Liuhe Sect Master Zhao Yuanwu said, "However, there is very likely that there is only one chance in this immortal ruin. When the time comes, the opportunity will be obtained by the disciples of my Liuhe Sect, so don't be greedy. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and instructed a disciple: "Yu Wenjie, you go up! Although it is very dangerous to go up and accept the test, it is also a chance for you to get ahead." ”

Zhao Yuanwu was very cautious and sent only an elite disciple, not an inheritance disciple.

"Yes, Master. Yu Wenjie said. Instead of refusing, he was a little excited.

If you can get the opportunity of immortals, you are likely to be directly promoted from an elite disciple to an inheritance disciple. It is even possible to soar into the sky, and the cultivation is even stronger than the master. After all. The opportunity left by the immortals is not trivial. It's something that all monks dream of.

On the other hand, Ji Tianxing and the other three royal children, and Li Qinglu and others, were not as eager as others, so they had to take this opportunity. Because of a few of them, they had already obtained the opportunity from the Qin Immortals. So several of them are relatively calm.

Yu Wenjie walked up to Le Ji and touched Le Ji in the same way.

Rakie opened her eyes and began to play again.

After the sound of the pipa sounded, Yu Wenjie took out his long sword and struck the beat with the hilt of the sword, trying to match the sound of Le Ji's pipa.

At first, it was still in tune, but suddenly, the sound of the pipa became more and more high-pitched. The pitch is getting higher and higher, and the syllables are getting longer.

In the music, it seems to contain the sound of the golden iron horse, the battle of the soldiers, and the neighing of the war horse. It makes people listen to it, and it seems to have walked into an ancient battlefield.

Yu Wenjie deviated from the beat, after a song.

He fell to the ground silently, bleeding from all his orifices.

"Dead again!?"

The hearts of the crowd trembled.

"This man's foundation is too shallow, and his mind is not strong. I can't even bear the sound of killing on the battlefield, and it's not suitable to get the chance of this immortal. After Le Ji said indifferently, her eyes closed and she fell silent again.

"Damn! Where is this immortal ruin, it is obviously a fierce killing array!" At this time, Zhuge Xiong, who had just lost his beloved son, roared wildly.

"Sect Master Zhao is talking nonsense and blaspheming the immortals!" the Purple Smoke Pavilion Master reprimanded, "Once the immortals are angry, we will all be affected by you!"

"Affected by me?" Zhuge Xiong sneered, "Aren't the three elites dead now, all of us have been calculated, and you are still in the dark?"

"Zhuge Xiong, don't put the blame on the immortals just because your son committed suicide because of his lack of qualifications. The master of the Shengong Sect said coldly, "Didn't Le Ji say just now, one of them has too many distracting thoughts, and the other has not enough foundation, and their death is completely self-inflicted!"

"This is the most terrifying place!" Zhuge Xiong said coldly, "Obviously he has killed someone, but he still has to point out the mistakes of others, and pretend to be high up and point out the country." This is the usual method of the immortals, who play the world between the palms. ”