Hearing what this person said just now, Murong Feng was first surprised, this person knew his name, and he must have come for him. Although I don't know why, but none of my own things are fatal. However, looking at his actions just now, he didn't want to do it with himself, and now he also has the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi. Although this person is physically strong, his cultivation is not very high, and he can always run away if he can't beat him.

"I'm your roommate Shi Xiu, please take care of me in the future. Seeing that Murong Feng didn't reply, this person smiled and continued.

"Oh, please take care of me. After hearing that the other party was his unmasked roommate, Murong Feng's hanging heart also fell. He just wanted to continue to say a few more words to his roommate, but he saw that this person got up and went to bed after hearing his reply, and it didn't take long for him to cry out.

Seeing his roommate's actions, Murong Feng didn't think much about it, presumably his roommate had just come back and was a little tired, so he rested first. Seeing that his roommate had fallen asleep, Murong Feng scratched his head, blew out the oil lamp in the house, and went to bed.

"Hmph, ha, hmph, ha!" As soon as the sky was bright, Murong Feng was awakened by the shouts in the courtyard. Looking at the sunlight shining in from outside the door, I saw Shi Xiu throwing a stone pillar in the courtyard. This stone pillar is about two meters high and about one meter long, and such a heavy and huge stone pillar is like a toy in Shi Xiu's hands. Shi Xiu easily threw the stone pillar a few meters into the air with one hand, caught it with the other hand, and then threw it into the air. And so on and so forth.

"Morning, you woke up. Seeing Murong Feng, who was standing at the door with some sleepy eyes, Shi Xiu greeted him first.

"Early, you woke up so early. Murong Feng just replied, but found that Shi Xiu ignored him and began to throw the huge stone pillar again.

Murong Feng glanced at it and didn't say a word, he found a piece of land in the courtyard and began to practice the ploughing technique, after all, it would be the sowing season in ten days, Murong Feng had been improving his cultivation during this time, but the five techniques that Ling Zhifu needed were very little cultivated. Seeing that the day was approaching, Murong Feng had no choice but to temporarily cram, and began to cultivate the five deputy skills.

The function of the ploughing technique is to plow the ground before sowing seeds, and as the simplest of the five methods, it is nothing more than to create a spiritual power from the hand, and after entering the land, the spiritual power will plow the ground in the direction of the shot.

This method seems simple, but it is not without difficulty, first of all, it is necessary to ensure that the amount of spiritual power injected into the land cannot be too much, nor too little. If you plow more, you will cross the line and hurt other people's fields, while if you have less, you will not have the effect of plowing at all. At the same time, you need to ensure that the spiritual power moves in a straight line after shooting into the land, otherwise it will cause the ground you plough to not be straight. These all test the cultivator's ability to control spiritual power.

Murong Feng practiced all morning, tired and full of big men, but the cultivation of the ploughing technique was not ideal, and the spiritual power that shot into the land was either more or less, and he often drew circles in the land crookedly. "It's no wonder that the spiritual consciousness and spiritual power of people born in Lingzhifu are all higher than others, and such simple methods test the use of spiritual power by cultivators in this way, not to mention the latter four methods. ”

At the same time that Murong Feng was practicing the ploughing technique, Shi Xiu on the side was also constantly practicing, and after he threw hundreds of stone pillars, he took out a huge barbell out of nowhere and lifted it up and down repeatedly. After lifting the barbell, he picked up the stone pillar and continued to throw it.

Murong Feng on the side was completely stunned, it wasn't that Murong Feng was inattentive, but Shi Xiu's actions in the morning were too shocking. Murong Feng couldn't stay if he didn't want to.

Shi Xiu practiced until noon, probably feeling hungry, so he took out a few pieces of baked cakes from his own package in the house. And he scooped a ladle of water out of the water jar, and ate bread from the ladle.

Shi Xiu was eating the cake with his head down, and when he looked up, he found that Murong Feng on the opposite side was looking at him in a daze, so he smiled at Murong Feng, and casually broke off a part of the cake and threw it to Murong Feng.

Murong Feng took the cake thrown by Shi Xiu, although he was not very hungry at this time, but he was embarrassed to refuse, so he put the cake-shaped thing in his mouth and gnawed it, took it and just took a bite, almost knocking his teeth down. This is a cake, it's just a stone, and I don't know how this stone show can be eaten.

"Isn't it delicious?" Seeing Murong Feng catch the dry food he threw over, he just put a mouthful in his mouth and took it out. Shi Xiu asked with some confusion.

"No, I'm not hungry right now. Murong Feng replied with a smile.

"I watched your cultivation in the morning, your cultivation is not right, the focus of the ploughing technique is the control of spiritual power, how to control this spiritual power? In my opinion, it is a feeling, you have always had distracting thoughts in your heart, and it is naturally difficult to perform the ploughing technique. Shi Xiu took a big sip of water with a scoop and said while eating the cake.

"Oh. For Shi Xiu's words, Murong Feng didn't dare to contradict him, after all, his roommate was amazingly strong, and once he provoked him to start a fire, his life might not be saved.

However, Shi Xiu's words gave Murong Feng a lot of inspiration, in the morning, when he was cultivating the ploughing technique, he was always afraid that he would input too much or too little spiritual power, and he was always afraid that the spiritual power he shot into the soil would not run straight, and as a result, he was always afraid of something. He may really be as Shi Xiu said, because he has distracting thoughts, which causes his ploughing technique to be used badly.

Thinking of this, Murong Feng closed his eyes and emptied his heart, as if he was in an illusion, with only himself and a field in front of him. Murong Feng carefully controlled the spiritual power of his fingertips, and pointed to the courtyard, and the effect was really much better.

"That's it, Ling Zhifu's tricks didn't knock on the door, they were skilled, you should be able to practice for a few more days" Seeing that Murong Feng's spell casting movements were gradually standardized, Shi Xiu didn't say anything more, and continued to eat those few pieces of cake, which were like stones.

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Time passed quickly, and in this way, Murong Feng went through the most boring months of his life, getting up every day to cast spells, planting and watering, and then continuing to cultivate and improve his cultivation. But fortunately, because being a spirit planter is also a kind of physical training, Murong Feng just used the original time for physical training on farming, and did not delay any cultivation time too much. His cultivation is still growing unfast and slow.

In the autumn harvest season, as the first year of Lingzhifu, Murong Feng's harvest can only be said to be decent, and after paying the rent of the sect, Murong Feng still has nearly 1,000 catties of Linggu left. After returning the rations that several neighbors had borrowed earlier, there were more than 500 catties left. I also have my rations for next year. As for the medicine garden, Murong Feng just planted some first-grade sunflowers, and after paying the sect's rent, he gave the rest to the sect cheaply, and exchanged it for two second-grade spirit stones.

After processing his own harvest, Murong Feng continued to practice in the courtyard every day, and his roommate Shi Xiu disappeared again with the earned spirit stones after selling his own spirit valley. For Shi Xiu, Murong Feng only felt that this person was a little weird. This person is quiet on weekdays, and in addition to farming, his biggest hobby is throwing things. Throwing stone pillars, throwing barbells or throwing sandbags, in short, what is sinking, Murong Feng even thinks that sooner or later this kid will throw away his cabin. Wake up early every day to throw things, then go to work in the fields, and then come back to continue throwing things. When you are tired, go to sleep, and then wake up and continue to throw things.

Murong Feng has been with him for more than half a year, and he has only said a dozen words in total. Most of them were said when they greeted each other on the first day. Murong Feng, as a newcomer, didn't have much rations, so he borrowed a lot. Although this Shi Xiu didn't talk much, his heart was not bad, not only did he have an outstanding part of his rations, but also borrowed a lot from the Lingzhifu in the next few wooden houses for Murong Feng.