Farming and practicing martial arts to level the world

The two five-eyed eyebrows gradually regained their shape. They walked out of the nest early in the morning and wandered around the yard. Their fur almost regained its previous luster.

Only Xiaobai, the big toad, hid under the dead sycamore tree from dark to white, no matter what happened outside.

Before, there was an occasional "croaking" to give the Pine Garden some drumming, but now it is completely quiet, and it can't hear it calling for three to five days, as if it doesn't exist.

Of course, the premise is that it meets its food standard of one chick a day.

"Xiao Song, you are getting more and more imposing in your martial arts practice. The shadows of those ferocious beasts always follow you, as well as the shadows of knives and swords." The second uncle walked over holding the wooden sword.

Ikehashi Song threw the iron sword onto the weapon rack, and replied, "This is Daoying, the manifestation of the warrior's power."

The second uncle wielded a wooden sword and practiced "Yu Sword", while practicing, he asked: "Do you think the second uncle still has any hope of practicing martial arts? I have been practicing for half a year, and I don't feel the slightest."

"Martial arts lies in persistence. Second Uncle, you are old and your body has already been shaped. If you want to practice martial arts, you have to put in more effort."

This is a white lie by Ikehashi Matsu.

Although the second uncle can't practice martial arts, but if he practices a little more moves, he will always be better than ordinary people.

"Persevere!" The second uncle gritted his teeth, "Your second uncle has not persisted in doing a major event in this life, starting with "Yu Jian", I will persist to the end!"

"it is good!"

"Moo." Xiaoqing jumped down from the roof and stuck out her tongue at the second uncle.

"Well, Xiaoqing, you look down on Second Uncle!" Second Uncle swung his wooden sword and charged at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing raised her head in disdain, and when the wooden sword was about to hit its head, she flicked her tail quickly, swaying a sword-shaped afterimage, and then chopped off the second uncle's wooden sword at the waist.

"Huh!" Chi Qiaosong was taken aback.

He clearly saw the Dao Ying belonging to the warrior from Xiaoqing's tail swinging the sword: "Xiaoqing, you actually practiced Dao Ying, didn't you, have you cultivated Ming Jin?"

Bright energy, dark energy, and transformation energy, these are martial arts powers exclusive to warriors.

Spiritual beasts swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and their power basically grows in their flesh, so they will not form a unique strength.Some mountain spirits and ghosts, after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, turned into evil spirits, which were also incompatible with the strength of human beings.

Ikehashi Song has never seen before, there is a different kind that can cultivate the strength of a warrior.

Xiaoqing held her head high and shouted triumphantly, "Moo!"

The second uncle also stopped, and said very strangely: "What are you talking about, Xiaoqing was a Taoist shadow just now? Then Xiaoqing must be a warrior now?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen a spirit beast that can cultivate strength."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you say that Xiaoqing is not a spirit beast, but an auspicious beast. In the future, Xiaoqing will transform into a dragon. What's wrong with her strength!"

The second uncle didn't know much about martial arts, so he took it for granted.

When Chi Qiaosong heard this, he felt that the reasoning seemed to make sense: "Indeed, Xiaoqing is a beast of auspiciousness, and it is normal for him to cultivate Daoying!"

"Moo!"

The second uncle asked again: "Is Xiaoqing a wrestler now?"

"Judging from Daoying's flashing performance, Xiaoqing's strength is about in the third-class category of wrestlers..." Chi Qiaosong has never encountered such a situation.

I can only make guesses, and give the third-class judgment of the warrior.

The second uncle nodded to express his understanding, then threw away half of the wooden sword, and said to Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, you are now a wrestler, it's normal that the second uncle can't beat you."

Xiaoqing became more and more proud.

He didn't know that he had been tricked by his second uncle's words—even if Xiaoqing wasn't a wrestler, his second uncle couldn't beat her.

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As soon as the sun came out, a tricycle came riding at the foot of Chijia Mountain.

It was Father Chi who brought the whole family over.

The barbed wire fence at the foot of the mountain was only pulled up a section, and a large iron gate was pressed in the middle, and a stone room was built on the side—a bit like a security room.

Opening the iron gate and locking the tricycle beside the stone house, Father Chi and the others carried the thermos bucket, shovel and hoe up the mountain.

Ever since he wanted to run in both the city and the mountains, Father Chi bought a tricycle, which is very convenient to ride - not only is it fast, but the car can also accommodate people, which is just right for the family.

Mother Chi handed the thermos to Ikehashisong: "You are hungry, eat quickly... Xiaosong, are you going to work today?"

Pine Garden does not have a kitchen for the time being, and the electricity has not been connected, so it is inconvenient to cook, so all the meals are prepared and brought over in an insulated bucket.

"Go again in the afternoon."

The day's plan is in the morning, and the morning time is spent reading books, which is far more comfortable than going to the dredging office to drink tea.

After breakfast, he routinely patrolled among the five greenhouses, checking the growth of each spiritual root.Walking to the side of the Fengqi sycamore tree, with a trace of expectation, he stared intently.

"49% of the first carpel, 41% of the second carpel, 32% of the third carpel, 22% of the fourth carpel, 14% of the fifth carpel..."

"almost."

"The phoenix seeds on the first carpel are about to reach 50% progress, and they can be ripened with fertilizer."

On the first carpel that looks like a leaf, three sycamore seeds have turned gray-green, each of which is the size of a glass marble, and looks a little ordinary.

He is looking forward to it.

I want to know what effect the phoenix tree, which is a rare fruit, will have, and which one is more valuable than the Lingbao red gourd.

Chapter 137 The Lord of the Land

Fourth day of July.

Everything works.

Chijia Village ushered in a major event. The earth temple was built. The laymen of Xingziguan held the clay sculpture of the earth god and put the clay statue into the shrine under the watchful eyes of the whole village.

Then there was another simple disaster relief and blessing process, and the sacrificial ceremony of the Earth Temple was officially completed.

There is a monument in front of the temple.

The inscription on the inscription is the list of donations raised by the Earth Temple, and the top two on the list are "Chi Xiutian" and "Chi Xiuyuan" who donated [-] yuan each.

In the following hundreds of households, they all ranged from a few yuan to three to fifty yuan, and only four or five donated 50 yuan.

Chijia Village is a small village with a population of just over 500. Except for a dozen households living on the side of a ridge, the other households are distributed at the foot of the surrounding mountains and on both sides of the road.

Send away Xingziguan Layman.

The villagers came to pay homage to the Lord of the Land one after another. Chi Qiaosong followed him and left after offering a stick of incense.

"Brother Xiutian, I might ask Director Xiaosong for a favor."

"You said."

"My child wants to practice martial arts, and I want to ask Director Xiaosong to help him join a class so that he can learn martial arts now, otherwise he will be abandoned at home."

"Didn't you go to school?"

"I went, I couldn't answer the questions, I was beaten by the teacher, and then I didn't go to school after beating to death."

"Then he entered the lecture hall, can he practice? The teachers in the lecture hall are not as light as the teachers in the school when they fight."

"It's okay, it's okay, if you don't practice martial arts well, you will be unyielding if you are killed."

"Then I'll talk to Xiaosong later." Father Chi didn't refuse this little favor - Chi Qiaosong's master is the chief lecturer of the martial arts hall, so it's not a big deal to have a transfer student.

Father Chi was surrounded by people.

Chi's mother and second aunt were even entangled in the group of women, and they were so noisy that they couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The second uncle was also surrounded by people, chatting enthusiastically: "Yuanzi, your clothes are from a brand name."

"The Lina brand in the dream, the one that is often advertised on TV, Xiaosong insisted on buying me a suit when he went shopping. I said that I carry a big shovel every day, what do you want me to do with this brand."

"Director Xiaosong respects you as an uncle, why don't you wear it."

"You can afford it now."

"Children wear clothes when they buy them. Compared with eating and drinking, they won't fall off after wearing them."

"Yes, yes, Xiaosong is a filial child, remember that your uncle raised him with shit and urine from a young age!"

The compliments from the villagers made the second uncle smile from ear to ear: "I didn't raise him seriously. I was poor at that time, so I gave him rice and noodles. But anyway, my elder brother and sister-in-law were not at home, and I was hungry. , nor let my eldest nephew go hungry."

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Ikehashi slipped back to the mountain.

My uncle is building flower beds in the yard. This is my sister-in-law's idea, saying that everything in the yard is good, but there is no garden, which seems too boring and monotonous.

"I'm back."

"Ah."

"What about your father?"

"I'm doing homework on the side of the road, and I don't think I'll be able to come back in a while."

The little uncle is a shrewd person, and said with a smile: "They have been poor for half their lives, now that you are promising, you definitely want to be more beautiful in front of your relatives."

"Actually, it doesn't make much sense." Chi Qiaosong brought a bucket of cement.

"What is meaning? People, like Xiaosong, you practice martial arts with all your heart, and you have a little bit of your own pursuit." The little uncle said while skillfully picking up a red brick.

Use a trowel to dig a lump of cement paste on it, smooth it, shovel off the excess cement at both ends obliquely, then build it up, and then knock it with the back of the knife to ensure that the red bricks are flush.

He used to be a clerk in the city, but now he came to the countryside to farm. Before he had time to plant a few acres, he learned how to wash vegetables and feed chickens, build walls and build roads.

"By the way, Xiaosong, I want to ask you something."

"what?"

The little uncle stopped laying bricks and asked curiously, "Who lives in that bamboo house on the mountain?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask, little uncle." Chi Qiaosong smiled.

"Your father doesn't allow you to ask, but you also know that little uncle is too curious. If you don't ask clearly, you always feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching your heart."

"I know."

Chi Qiaosong pondered and said: "It's a hermit in the mountain, and I have some ties with me. I invite it to come to Chijiashan to sit in town. When I'm not around, it can guard Chijiashan."

The little uncle nodded, and asked again: "Could it be one of the four Pengli ghosts..."

"How is it possible? The four ghosts of Peng Li are all evil cultivators who kill people without blinking an eye. I don't feel at ease if I take them in." Chi Qiaosong couldn't laugh or cry. Even Liu Changyuan was killed. How could these evil cultivators be taken in.

He explained: "It's a Qi practitioner in the mountains. I saved its life. It taught me Qigong and promised to protect Chijiashan for 30 years."

According to legend, many Qi refiners in the deep mountains live alone and experience nature.Do not deal with the world, concentrate on practicing qigong, and often retreat for a hundred days.

The hairless old fox, Tu Shanxi, has grown without eating grains and was born with qi. It is not an exaggeration to call him a qi refiner.

The little uncle was dubious: "Is it reliable?"

"Reliable, reliable with life and death."

The life and soul of the hairless old fox is sheltered under the name of Chi Qiaosong, which means that life and death are in his hands, and the reliability will naturally be full-unless one day Tu Shan gets tired of life.

"That's fine, that's fine."

The little uncle was satisfied. Whether the answer was believable or not, it at least satisfied his curiosity.And it also gave him a sense of security in his heart.

The several incidents of evil spirits and evil cultivators experienced by Yiyi Kan more or less cast a shadow over him.

When I was alone on Chijia Mountain, I always wondered if there would be some ghosts and ghosts rushing out, or a wanted criminal would come and chop him with a knife.

Now Ikehashisong has made it clear that there are tall hermits sheltering on the mountain.

He settled down.

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"With the land master, you can rest assured."