The former major was low, and she did not have the extravagant habit of cultivating with pills, so she usually planted the Spirit Valley in the "experimental field" by herself to assist in her cultivation.

Of course, the aura here is thin, and these spirit valleys are not even the lowest nine-grade spirit plants, they can only be said to be pseudo-spirit valleys, and those who eat them still need to spend time removing the impurities in them before they can be used for cultivation.

What is the so-called "test field"?

Don't look at the original master of Qingwen as a miserable lowest-level monk, but an immortal cultivator is an immortal cultivator after all, not a mortal. The pursuits of ordinary mortals, delicious food and wine, and gorgeous mansions, as long as she is willing to serve as a guest in the mortal world, these are all called to come.

She is still like this, and even more so is the Qingxu faction. It's just that immortal cultivators relive and nourish their minds and spirits, and generally don't covet these things and pleasures.

If it is not a road, it will eventually be loess.

So the mountain gate looks a little simple and quiet. But after all, the status is there, the area is huge, not to mention, the territory of the jade peak is beautiful, the hundred springs are gathered, the colorful clouds are gorgeous, the forest is deep and dark, and there are countless various scenery, it is really a fairy land.

Low-level immortal cultivators are generally not allowed to enter the main peak, and can only choose to build houses on some flat land on the periphery, or choose some houses and land provided by the mountain gate to live in and cultivate.

Generally speaking, within the size of ten acres of the house, it is a personal territory, and you can cultivate and farm in it, raise spiritual pets or do anything else, as long as you don't violate the door rules.

Of course, the aura in these places is not strong, and even the spiritual field cannot be compared, and the monks with real status will generally build the cave mansion on the spiritual vein, and use the rich spiritual energy to increase the cultivation speed.

In these places, a field where you try to grow spiritual plants is called a "test field"

Under the sun, the emerald green spiritual rice is like a high-quality jade, crystal clear, moving with the wind. Apparently these are small pieces that have been well cared for, and the rest are either withered or rotten.

Qingwen can only get rid of these dead spirit plants first, and then plant new ones at a later date. With her memory, Qingwen took out a dark black gold iron hoe from the storage bag, and the front end was obviously worn.

Qing Wen held the golden iron hoe in her hand, injecting aura into it, and a trace of golden lines were revealed on the surface of the black hoe, intertwined into a mysterious image, and many fine sharp teeth appeared in the arc at the forefront. Qingwen inserted the shovel into the soil according to her own habit, and there was no hindrance, entering the soil like water, and digging up the plants by the roots effortlessly.

Some plants seem to have been drowned, and even the roots are a mess of rot and smelly, while some seem to have been bitten by beasts, and the tooth marks are very obvious and the breaks are very neat, and some are dead by drought and the state of lack of water is very obvious.

The original owner seems to be a novice farmer, so he has tried many times, but only a little bit of good spiritual plants have been planted. In fact, a truly experienced monk would have already rented a spiritual field to cultivate the spiritual field, how could he come to cultivate the pseudo-spiritual valley by himself.

Just as Qingwen was casting a spell in the field, a gray shadow flashed, extremely fast, but there was no sound at all.

Once you shovel this rice, you can go and see the ones that are growing well. It's not tiring at all. Qingwen wielded her hoe and effortlessly scooped up the last wilted plant.

When Qingwen happily went to see the jade rice (Qingwen's own name), the scene in front of her was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which exploded in Qingwen's heart.

A large piece of jade rice fell to the ground, obviously pressed by some heavy objects, some of them must have been gnawed, and they were gnawed in a mess, not at all considerate of the planter's hard work, Qingwen looked at this mess, angry, such anger is no less than the Chanel Coco Glare lipstick that I just bought was broken by a dog/child/boyfriend!

At this time, in the only remaining rice field, a rice field kept shaking, and there were obviously animals jumping up and down, which was very provocative (Qingwen thought exactly this in her heart, after all, anger makes people explode).

Qingwen silently raised the golden iron hoe, tiptoed there, her hand slowly raised, high above her chest, raised to the top of her head, straightened her arm, got closer, and took another step, the jumping gray shadow became clearer and clearer, it was a fat rat, with bulging cheeks, I don't know how much Linggu I had eaten!

It's time

Fat rat, eat me with a hoe!

Qingwen swung her hoe violently and smashed it down, hoping to take down the scourge of the rice field in one fell swoop.

But I never expected that a yellow lightning bolt suddenly rushed out, and the wind carried away the rat like a wind.

It's a pity that this powerful blow has missed after all, oh no, hateful.

Qingwen quickly shifted her hatred and chased the yellow animal, only to see that the yellow animal was extremely agile, and it was getting faster and faster under Qingwen's pursuit, coupled with the blocking of the jade rice, it had only seen the afterimage, and even the afterimage was invisible.

Where is Qingwen willing to let go, desperately accelerating, suddenly the green in front of her eyes is empty, out of the rice field, the yellow lightning in front of her somehow stopped, it turned out to be an orange cat, with the silver-gray fat rat in its mouth, as if it was dead, and there were some blood stains.

Qingwen thought that it was to catch mice, not save mice, and sure enough, rats crossed the street, and people and cats shouted and beat.

Who knows, the orange cat lowered its head, put down the fat rat carcass, and then looked at it quietly. Qingwen's curiosity came up again, wanting to see what the orange cat was doing. After a long while, the fat rat actually twitched his feet, and the cunning rat was actually pretending to be dead!

What's even better is that the fat mouse seems to have secretly opened its eyes and secretly glanced at the orange cat, and immediately closed it back, and immediately stopped twitching its feet, and doubled its outfit.

The cat and the mouse don't deceive me, Qingwen only feels that her emotional intelligence is not as good as a fat mouse, and she is dying, and she can still play tricks and try to hide from the cat across the sea. But I believe that the cat will not let this hateful thief go, punish it severely, Sheriff Orange, I believe you can!

Just as cats, mice, and people confronted each other (in fact, people are theater watchers), shouts came one after another, "Yintuan'er, where are you, come back quickly!", breaking the balance.

The orange cat arched its body and erected its tail, and the fat rat seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and moved its ears.

Suddenly the lightning reappeared, it was the orange cat, it moved, it was really thunderous...... Ran away.

The fat rat immediately turned over and ran towards Qingwen happily...... Two young girls in the back sideways.

"Syndicate, you're here, that's great. One of the young girls quickly picked up the fat mouse, "Huh, why are you hurt, oops, bleeding." ”

"You hurt the silver group, right, why are you so vicious?" the girl held the fat mouse in one hand and pointed at Qingwen with the other, and asked sharply.

This is indeed a man standing in a field, and a pot coming from heaven.