Chapter 2009 Farmer!

In Zhantian Sacred Realm, there are rolling mountains and towering ancient trees, which contain extremely powerful original power, which is more than ten times that of the outside world, so that all kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs here are extraordinarily gorgeous, containing Incomparably majestic energy essence.

This place is full of an ancient atmosphere, as if it is a relic of the ancient mythical world, which has bred countless treasures of heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew all the way, and saw groups of five-colored deer running on the green grassland; saw cranes haunting the top of the white clouds; Jumping and playing, I saw a sea of ​​flowers, a crystal clear lake, and an endless forest...

Everything here is full of natural and fresh breath, without any traces of man-made, very close to the legendary Taoist nature.

Ling Xiao and Liu Baiyi flew over the vast mountains together, and stopped in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

A wheat field appeared in front of my eyes, and the green wheat seedlings formed a green ocean, which was endless and drifted with the wind, and the soft wind made people feel comfortable all over.

There is a small path in the wheat field leading to the distance. Two rows of willow trees are planted on both sides of the path. At this moment, new buds are sprouting, the leaves are green and dripping, and they look extremely peaceful.

"let's go!"

Liu Baiyi said to Ling Xiao, and slowly set foot on that path.

Ling Xiao was a little puzzled. He didn't know why Liu Baiyi didn't choose to continue flying, but chose to walk. However, he didn't ask any more questions, but followed Liu Baiyi along the path towards the depths of the wheat field.

boom!

When he walked into the wheat field, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a slight tremor in the void, and in the surrounding wheat fields, streams of incomparably pure breath of life began to surge towards him and Liu Baiyi's bodies. Come, vast and majestic.

Ling Xiao's physical body is strong, with majestic qi and blood. Originally, the source of life was very powerful. After absorbing the breath of life at this moment, he felt that his physical body was slowly strengthening, and even his lifespan increased a lot.

"What is this place?"

Ling Xiao's heart was shaken, those pure breath of life, like the most original power of life, made the life secrets in Ling Xiao's body work naturally, even better than taking the powerful holy pill.

Ling Xiao followed Liu Baiyi and walked forward along the path, as if he had experienced a baptism.

In the middle of the wheat field, Ling Xiao saw a very strange farmer.

The farmer looked burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was hoeing the ground with a hoe in his hand, cutting off the roots and stems of the weeds in the wheat field, and throwing them onto the path.

However, Ling Xiao saw that after the weeds were removed, they soon grew back, and the farmer seemed to be very patient, weeding the weeds over and over again.

Ling Xiao didn't feel any fluctuations in cultivation from the farmer, but he instinctively felt that the farmer was unusual, as if his whole body was integrated into the wheat field in front of him, with a mysterious aura of his own.

"Grandfather!"

Liu Baiyi looked at the farmer and bowed.

"It's white clothes! Is this Ling Xiao, the disciple of Martial Nephew Chilong?"

The farmer stopped, wiped the sweat off his face, and showed an incomparably simple and honest smile to Liu Baiyi and Ling Xiao, as if he was an old farmer farming in the mortal world. Patriarch.

"To participate in the Patriarch, I am Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao also saluted generously.

The old farmer in front of him made Ling Xiao unable to feel any fluctuations in his cultivation. He seemed to be no different from ordinary people. Ling Xiao knew that this farmer's cultivation must be extremely terrifying, even stronger than Liu Baiyi.

"Okay! Very good! Nephew Chilong really found a good successor. Bai Yi said that you are the worthy heir of the Temple of War God, but I still don't believe it! Seeing you today, I know that Nephew Chilong did not find the wrong person." , you can bear this burden!"

The farmer stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through Ling Xiao's whole body, and finally showed a hint of satisfaction.

"The patriarch is too famous!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

"I'm in a hurry today, and I didn't prepare any decent meeting ceremony! This ear of wheat is given to you, Ling Xiao, I hope you can be as vigorous as this ear of wheat!"

There was a flash of light in the farmer's palm, and suddenly in the distant wheat field, a green ear of wheat flew over, exuding majestic vitality, and was handed to Ling Xiao by the farmer.

"Thank you Patriarch!"

Ling Xiao took it seriously.

"Little uncle, this ear of wheat is the seed of good fortune planted by the patriarch, and only two or three of them can be cultivated in ten thousand years. No matter how many injuries you have suffered, as long as you eat this ear of wheat, you will be cured immediately! Patriarch, this is a big deal, even I have no chance to get this kind of fortune-telling spirit seed!"

Liu Baiyi said to Ling Xiao via voice transmission.

"Is it a spirit seed?"

Ling Xiao's heart was shocked. He also knew that the spirit seed of good fortune is the supreme treasure of heaven, earth, sun and moon. It possesses various mysterious effects, just like the ear of wheat in front of him. It has the effect of living dead, flesh and bones.

Ling Xiao didn't expect the farmer to have such a big hand.

"Little Baiyi, are you talking ill of me again? Don't worry, you will be indispensable!"

The farmer glanced at Liu Baiyi angrily and said, and then threw another ear of wheat to Liu Baiyi.

"Thank you Patriarch, I know Patriarch is the best!"

Liu Baiyi smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go! You two guys come to my wheat field. I don't know how many times I have to hoe the grass. This time is really a big loss, really a big loss!"

The farmer said to himself, then picked up the hoe and walked into the green wheat waves in front of him, his figure and breath were completely integrated with the wheat field.

"Little uncle, you have been approved by the patriarch, let's go on!"

Liu Baiyi smiled slightly, and led Ling Xiao through the wheat field, then through a quiet grove, and came to a peaceful small lake.

A fisherman wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, holding a bamboo pole, is sitting beside a small lake quietly fishing.

The fisherman looked very old, his face was wrinkled, as if the wind had been blowing for tens of thousands of years, but his eyes were extremely focused, staring at the fishing rod in front of him motionlessly.

With the previous lesson, Ling Xiao immediately guessed in his heart that this fisherman is also one of the founders of the Temple of War.

After all, although Ling Xiao felt that the fisherman did not have any fluctuations in cultivation and looked very ordinary, his whole person had an extremely mysterious temperament, which blended with the surrounding world, faintly forming a lonely fisherman. Jiang's mysterious artistic conception.