Farm and cultivate immortality, get a cuckold wife at the beginning

In the midst of the mountains, at the foot of the mountain where the Mochizuki Sect is located, a handyman's children's residence suddenly overflowed with spiritual light, and the majestic figure of the wild bull suddenly appeared in the backyard, and the air that was crowded out poured out of the weeds.

The ox just appeared, and then disappeared again, Wang Erbao, who was empty-handed and fist-clenched, immediately appeared in the palm of his hand, a small black hammer immediately appeared, and as his arm was raised, a bull totem in the void behind him also raised its front hooves, and a person and a cow waved at the same time and fell.

Ding......

As soon as the hammer fell, in front of him, a large piece of the hill where the gold ingots had been piled up disappeared, leaving only a little golden light to the ground, and then, the second hammer fell again, and the gold mountain was missing another corner, until the gold ingots that occupied half of the garden disappeared.

The spiritual power was greatly depleted, and Wang Erbao's body was even a little vain, and he stabilized his body and accepted the means of integrating people.

At this moment, the ground in front of him was empty, and only a golden object the size of a walnut was left, slowly lying towards the ground.

The proportion of the bird is too large, and if you don't find something to put it up, it will definitely disappear into the surface and disappear.

Wang Erbao thought about it, took out a wooden box and put it away, so that he had time to wipe his sweat.

An hour later, the delivery spirit beast Huang Dapi arrived, and it rode the white cloud to glide along the tip of the tree, and landed in front of the small courtyard gate.

"Senior Brother Erbao, your business is good, bring things to you, I won't talk to you if I'm a little busy today.

Wang Erbao nodded and greeted him, and offered the wrapped six taels of fine gold, this yellow skin is very principled, so that it is very relieved to bring goods.

Huang Dapi left six thousand spirit stones and left with the goods of pure gold, Wang Erbao also released Lao Huang from his body, he sat down and meditated for a while to recover his spiritual power, and also pondered about buying a bottle of elixir for the children of the Qi refining period to restore their spiritual power.

This kind of money-making speed does not worry about spirit stones at all, and the body is the capital of everything.

opened the bronze mirror and purchased a bottle of Huanglong Dan in the trading hall, and Erbao also unexpectedly learned a good news again.

Someone has just released the news that he is eager to buy a 500-year-old Xiaoyao Grass, and the price is even more shocking.

This kind of spirit grass king Erbao has heard of it, and it seems that there are some scandals, there have been monks who have seen a kind of free grass that can grow in the ice and snow, not only does it grow quickly, but the key is that it is difficult to control, as for the details of the scandal, there are not too many.

In the world, there are mostly some ten years of Xiaoyao grass, this kind of thing is used as alchemy auxiliary materials, in fact, it is dispensable, if you really add some, the possibility of producing the best pill is very large, there are a lot of great anecdotes in the world, you can't say that there is no if you haven't heard of it, since it is rumored that adding Xiaoyao grass can refine the news that the best Zhuji Dan may really exist.

Five hundred years of free grass, the price temptation is difficult to resist, it is really enough to make this single aunt and aunt blind, Wang Erbao is eager to try.

Wang Tao was not there, and there was no one around, while he was waiting for Huang Longdan's arrival, he also took a few turns by the way, and it was safer for him to do things in the future.

Holding a dog's tail grass with his hands behind his back, he walked out of the house with his legs raised, with a clay pot hanging on his left waist and an identity waist tag hanging on his right side.

From south to north, from east to west, sure enough, there were only two families in the vicinity, he and Wang Tao, which was too wishful.

About the time was almost up, I returned home and waited, and sure enough, not long after, a white figure fell from the sky, and the wind blew the grass and trees within a few hundred square meters and lowered my head.

Bai He's huge figure landed in front of the hut, and when he saw Wang Erbao walk out, he let out a light and playful young woman's tone.

"Yoyo, look at who it is, the small courtyard with a single family, can you live in it satisfactorily? I think it's just a bed warmer with a thin waist. "

How does this sound wrong, this crane must have pecked at the sour plum, and his mouth was full of sourness.

After Wang Erbao opened the door, he hugged his fist and said with a smile: "Welcome sister to come, if you are not in a hurry, come in and have a cup of tea to cool off."

Bai He smiled, "Teasing you, you are not angry, it is really the first time I have met an immortal cultivator like you, I will not make trouble, if I enter your small courtyard, I am afraid that I will accidentally lift your roof, and it is not too late to drink tea together when you open up a larger cave in the future, this is your order, right?"

Wang Erbao unscrewed the wooden cork wrapped in red cloth, and immediately nodded yes after hearing it, and then paid six spirit stones to hand over to Immortal Crane Baihe.

After chatting a few words again, Bai He said that there was still something to do, and his body, which was as tall as a gate, took a few steps back and spread his wings and soared into the sky, leaving only the shaking fence wall in place.

Wang Erbao shook his head, straightened his hair, and returned to the courtyard with the bottle.

With Huang Longdan in hand, he is no longer afraid that his spiritual power will suddenly run out when he does things, his cultivation is too low, and it is still a little difficult to use Lao Huang's forging methods.

After careful consideration, Lao Huang's cultivation should be around the sixth level of Qi training, which is beyond Brother Bao's five small levels, and it is very reluctant for him to be able to become one with others, if he can't grasp the improvement of cultivation, it is inevitable that there will be shackles that cannot be combined.

Thinking of this, a sense of urgency haunted him, making him a little cramped.

After swallowing a Huanglong Pill, Wang Erbao meditated in the courtyard for a long time, until it was dark, when it was full of purple mansions.

With his spiritual power already full, he got up and moved his hands and feet as he walked towards the backyard vegetable garden.

The day before yesterday, I bought things in the Mingyuezhai shop, except for low-level magic weapons, most of the spirit grass seeds were included in my hand, and after opening the storage bag and carefully identifying, I felt out a handful of Xiaoyao grass seeds.

Without much thought, Brother Bao buried the sesame-like grass seeds in the soil, and then released the big green clouds and rain.

This kind of small-level rainfall, not to mention saving time and effort, is more convenient to control, if the large-scale rainfall encounters the mountain wind, there is a chance to blow off, just like the forest near the cultivated fields in Wapen Village, he accidentally made the mountains full of old trees, and the grandfather and the third uncle went to the edge of the field to cut down when they were full these days, and finally restrained the trees and grass that took root and flowed to the vicinity of the farmland.

Po -

the silkworm Daqing lazily spit out a blister, floated to a high position and shattered, and pieces of misty water vapor condensed into raindrops and began to sprinkle.

Wang Erbao took two steps back to avoid the mist and raindrops, and stared at the Xiaoyao grass planted with his own eyes.

The next moment, as always, not long after the soil was wet, a layer of young shoots revealed the scorched grass tips and slowly stretched.

Wang Erbao breathed a sigh of relief, went to the front yard to find a bamboo chair, and planned to sit and stare at it, but just after sitting down, he half-squatted on the edge of the free grass again, his eyes wide and puzzled.

Daqing should not have the problem of being lazy and slack, but what puzzled him was that the dozen or so Xiaoyao grasses were still slow and not long, as if they were deliberately striking.

Overhead, a small piece of clouds is still staggering, tumbling and raining, however, the young seedlings of the Xiaoyao grass have not grown at all.

Wang Erbao scratched his head, simply ripped off a piece of grass stick on the fence wall, and used it to pick open the root system of the Xiaoyao grass buried in the soil, and a strange thing still happened, not only did the grass tip slow and did not grow taller, but even the roots did not stretch, and there was no improvement at all.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and pinched out the big green that was curled up in the crockpot, shook it in front of his eyes, and threatened: "I haven't cleaned it up for a few days, and you are not so brave that you actually strike, don't you put me along?"