After thanking the senior brother who led the way, Qi Yan had time to carefully look at the place where he didn't know how many days and nights he would stay in the future.

Standing outside the fence in front of him, Qi Yan looked at the strange flowers and plants all over the yard, the flying fist-sized colorful butterflies, the breeze blowing, the bursts of fragrance, refreshing, it seems that the owner of this yard before is also a person who knows how to live, so it is the same as Qi Yan.

Push open the wooden fence, stroll among the flowers, and follow the winding path to the depths of the yard, at the end of the road there is a purple bamboo building, and not far to the northeast of the house there is a purple bamboo forest swaying in the wind, the leaves rustle.

Qi Yan, who had made an inspection, followed the guidance of the senior brother who led the way just now in his memory, and went straight to the spiritual field along the path on the north side of the bamboo forest, he wanted to see the growth of the fifty acres of spiritual field he had contracted.

The green Lingtian with no end in sight at a glance, the little depression in his heart because of the previous test of the spiritual root has also disappeared, and the vibrant Lingtian has made Qi Yan see hope, there is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of people with hearts!

The growth of the spiritual field is gratifying, the green spiritual rice is swaying with the gentle leaves in the wind, and the large green waves are rolling, Qi Yan seems to smell the sweet smell of mature spiritual rice.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously overflowed with a light smile, and Qi Yan, who was completely relieved, jumped back to the bamboo building in the courtyard a few times.

Entering the bamboo building, Qi Yan glanced at the furnishings in the house, it was simple, only two futons were placed randomly on the ground in the small space, and a set of tea sets made of purple bamboo were placed next to the futons.

Raising his eyebrows, Qi Yan stepped on the creaking stairs to the second floor, where there was a purple bamboo rocking chair by the window, a wooden bed by the wall, and nothing else.

This former master can really use local materials and make the best use of them! Qi Yan sighed.

Qi Yan, who stretched out his body and was lying on the rocking chair, shook slowly, and the bright sunlight outside the window shone on the rocking chair, a golden light shone on his body, overflowing with warmth from the depths of his heart.

Looking at the four books that I had just picked up in the mission hall: one was the basic cultivation method, one was the sect code, one was the star rain recipe cultivated by planting the spiritual field, and the other was a strange story, and each person was given a set of blue clothes, Qi Yan found that the people wearing this kind of blue clothes were all outer disciples.

When he just received the task in the mission hall, there were mining spirit mines, raising spirit beasts, and miscellaneous servants, and then planting spiritual fields, Qi Yan chose to plant spiritual fields without hesitation, and when he was on earth, Qi Yan couldn't forget that sentence: planting beans in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of beans and seedlings;

I thought that after participating in this photo contest, I would go to my hometown to buy a piece of land, plant a field, and plant a pond of lotus flowers in the yard, but now all my thoughts have come to naught, but it is the same in another world, Qi Yan comforted himself in his heart, as long as he lives, there is hope in life!

Lying on the bed and watching Qi Yan seriously cultivate the method, he was drowsy by the warm sun, turned over neatly and got out of bed and sat cross-legged on the futon on the first floor, holding the book in his hand and reading carefully and remembering every sentence.

"There is nothing in the heart, and the thoughts are quiet. When the mind is quiet, God is complete, and God is full. Sex holds the qi and returns to the pill to improve itself......" Qi Yan wrote down the previous paragraph and folded his hands on his abdomen, trying to feel the qi in his body, and let that qi sink into the dantian.

Tried again and again with his eyes closed, but it still didn't work, Qi Yan couldn't feel the breath, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he opened his eyes and looked outside, it was very quiet, only those bamboo leaves were rustling.

"Whew!" exhaled a calm turbidity in his chest, Qi Yan casually raised his arm and wiped the sweat on his forehead, he knew that these things were not urgent, and he still understood the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

Qi Yan closed his eyes again, emptied his brain, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and then kept thinking about those words, feeling them slowly with his heart, and feeling the breath that he couldn't see or touch.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Yan, who was completely immersed in cultivation, felt a small qi in his heart slowly wandering between the meridians of his body, and his spirit couldn't help but be excited!

Qi Yan really wanted to shout excitedly, pressed a slightly restless heart, and continued to guide this small qi to gather into the dantian. Like substance, this qi finally sank into the dantian.

Qi Yan felt that this qi was gradually dispersing, and hurriedly concentrated his mental power to continue to guide downstream, Qi Yan frowned tightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and finally, the dispersed qi gradually converged.

Qi slowly walked downstream to the legs and feet, and then went upward, gathering little by little at the parkway above the head, and then swimming in the body again, and finally returned to the dantian.

At this moment, Qi Yan only felt indescribably comfortable, as if he had opened up the eight veins of the Qi Jing and the twelve canons written in a martial arts novel, and he could really feel that every pore was breathing.

Qi Yan, who had gained a little, tirelessly ran this small qi over and over again in his body, guiding him many times, and slowly Qi Yan obviously felt that the small qi became much wider, and he traveled more smoothly in his body!

Qi Yan opened his eyes and saw that there were wisps of hair-like gas entering his body from the pores around his body, presumably this was probably aura!

Thinking of this, Qi Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly closed his eyes and meditated.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the beginning of the red sun, so I put away my body and walked out of the house, only to hear "Hahaha!" and laugh loudly.

How could he not like the original scattered and small qi that had been condensed into an entity the size of a bean grain and deposited in the dantian after a night of cultivation? This was a symbol of entering the early stage of qi cultivation!

Casually folded a bamboo branch and practiced a set of swordsmanship taught by Daddy, while mobilizing the aura in the body, after practicing the swordsmanship, he stood still, only feeling comfortable and full of joy.

Qi Yan didn't expect that a set of swordsmanship that couldn't exert a few percent of the power in his hands, along with the operation of the aura, was faintly a little more powerful.

It was still early for the sect to send a senior brother to give a lecture every three days, Qi Yan wanted to check on the situation in Lingtian, after all, this was related to the source of his spirit stone, and the silver ticket was useless here, and the spirit stone was the king!

Qi Yan came to the back of the bamboo forest and muttered something in his mouth, and the figure that was about to jump up suddenly stumbled, almost stumbling on a bamboo shoot that had broken through the ground.

Qi Yan, who was stumbling and sitting on the ground, thought back to what had just happened, and when he was about to start, he was thinking about Lingtian's affairs in his head, and suddenly his head "buzzed", and the whole bamboo shoot appeared clearly in front of him!

The figure that had just started was disrupted by the sudden change, and Qi Yan knew very well that the bamboo shoots that appeared in front of him just now were not his imagination, but really what his "eyes" saw!

What is it?

Is this divine consciousness?

Otherwise, how could the bamboo shoots that were still half in the soil appear in front of you? Even the roots in the soil could be clearly seen.