Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

With the careful care of the villagers, Li Fan's injuries gradually stabilized.

But his meridians and dantian were still badly damaged.

It is almost impossible to restore it to its original state.

If I can't recover, I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the village for the rest of my life.

However, I discovered that although the villagers here are all mortals, they live an extremely fulfilling life.

Work from sunrise to sunset every day, life is simple and beautiful.

One day, Li Fan was sitting in the yard basking in the sun when Aniu came over and sat next to him.

He smiled innocently and said, "Brother, judging from your appearance, you must have been a very capable person in the past."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Li Fan's eyes. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Now I am just a useless person. I have no skills at all."

Ah Niu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't say that. As long as people are alive, there is hope."

Li Fan smiled bitterly, "Hope?"

Is there really hope?

He can't even open the spiritual plant space now.

He glanced down and saw that the pentagonal mark on his arm was dim.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart.

My meridians and dantian are also damaged. It seems that I can only spend the rest of my life here.

Thinking this in my mind, I felt that what Aniu said was not unreasonable, and I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this time, A Niu said again, "Li Fan, you can't keep being so decadent. How about this, I'll tell the village chief and give you a few acres of land, and you can help farm it?"

Li Fan thought it was a good idea and agreed.

The next day, Aniu took Li Fan to meet the village chief.

The village chief was an old man with gray hair but a vigorous spirit. After listening to Aniu's words, he looked Li Fan up and down and nodded.

"My child, since you are willing, I will give you those few acres of wasteland at the east end of the village."

Li Fan hurriedly thanked him and followed Aniu to the acres of wasteland.

Looking at the weed-covered land, Li Fan took a deep breath, picked up a hoe and started working.

At first, his movements were so clumsy that he was out of breath after just a few moves.

But he didn't give up. He gritted his teeth and persevered, thinking to himself: "Even if I can't become an immortal, I will live a decent life here."

Gradually, he found the feeling.

I found the feeling I had when I first became a spiritual plant husband, and I feel down to earth.

Although his spiritual power could no longer be used, his spiritual plant skills had not been lost.

He has inherited the skills of a second-level spiritual plant master. Wouldn't it come in handy right now?

As long as it is not a spiritual plant skill that requires spiritual power, it can be performed here.

Thinking of this, he became full of energy and began to work hard to reclaim the wasteland.

Time passed quickly, and under his careful care, those acres of wasteland gradually took shape.

He planned the land according to the skills of a spiritual plant master, turning the soil where necessary and applying fertilizer where necessary.

It actually looks pretty good.

The key point is that the spiritual plant skills are no longer so illusory, and seem to have been qualitatively improved.

On a quiet afternoon, Li Fan stood alone in the field, looking at the seedlings growing vigorously in front of him, and a wonderful feeling surged in his heart.

He seemed to be able to feel the breathing of each plant, the roots stretching in the soil, striving to absorb nutrients.

It seems that I can also see the leaves swaying gently in the breeze, having an intimate communication with the sunlight.

Li Fan closed his eyes, listened attentively, and felt.

He suddenly understood that spiritual planting was not just about sowing, fertilizing and watering.

It is a dialogue with nature and a care for life.

In the past, he pursued higher-level spells and techniques, but ignored the most essential thing - respect and love for life.

On this land, he let go of his utilitarianism and truly became one with the plants.

Every time of cultivation and every time of care is his commitment to life.

This sudden realization instantly elevated his spiritual plant skills.

It is not limited to traditional methods and techniques, but can flexibly adjust its planting methods according to the characteristics of plants and changes in the environment.

So what if I don’t have spiritual power?

He understood that the improvement of a spiritual plant master's realm is not only about mastering skills, but also about the sublimation of the soul.

When he opened his eyes, his look was clear and determined.

Surprisingly, he broke through the bottleneck.

If you can take the spiritual plant master qualification test, you should be able to pass the third-level spiritual plant master certification.

It's really amazing.

It’s that simple to advance.

I don’t know what magic this village has.

As a result, he became more motivated.

He also dug some wild vegetable seeds suitable for planting from the mountains and carefully sowed them on the ground.

A row of fruit tree seedlings were planted beside the field, hoping for a bountiful harvest in the future.

When the villagers passed by, they saw that Li Fan's land was well managed and they all praised him.

"Li Fan is a really capable kid. He's made this place look really nice."

An old man was carrying a hoe, his face full of admiration.

"Who says it isn't? Maybe we can have a good harvest this year."

The aunt who had fed him water said with a smile, carrying a basket.

Li Fan felt very happy listening to these praises.

Although he is no longer a cultivator, he has found some value here.

However, the good times did not last long.

One night, it suddenly rained heavily.

The wind was howling and raindrops as big as beans were hitting the ground.

Li Fan woke up from his sleep with a start, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

He hurriedly put on his straw raincoat and rushed to the fields.

When we arrived at the fields, we saw that the rain had flooded many areas and many of the newly planted seeds and seedlings had been washed away.

Li Fan was extremely anxious. He desperately dug ditches in the field to drain the water, trying to save some of the losses.

The civet cat and the little wolf also tried their best to help with their claws, but it was in vain.

The rain kept falling and Li Fan was soaked all over, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The rain gradually stopped until dawn.

Li Fan sat down on the ground exhausted, looking at the devastated fields, feeling somewhat lost.

At this time, the civet cat and the little wolf came over.

The spirit cat said in a baby voice, "Brother Xiaofan, it's okay, just replant it."

A trace of confusion flashed across Li Fan's eyes, and he sighed, "Can I really start over again? Trash is trash after all."

At this time, Ah Niu came from a distance, took a look at the messy fields, and said with a hearty smile, "Li Fan, don't be depressed. Let's not farm today. Let's go practice boxing."

Li Fan showed a hint of surprise and asked, "You know martial arts?"

Ah Niu scratched his head in confusion. "What martial arts? It's a health-preserving boxing technique. Let's go. The village chief wants to teach us for the first time."

Li Fan glanced at the land behind him and had to follow reluctantly.

When we arrived at the open space in the center of the village, the village chief was already waiting there.

The village chief stood tall and straight, and although he was old, his eyes showed determination.

"Children, everyone is here. This set of boxing techniques is a health-preserving boxing technique passed down from our ancestors. Although it won't make you a peerless master, it will definitely help you strengthen your body."

The village chief spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful.

Li Fan followed everyone and started to learn in an orderly manner.

At first, he was a little absent-minded, but as the boxing skills unfolded, he gradually became immersed in it.

This set of boxing techniques has smooth movements, and each move contains a certain rhythm.

Li Fan suddenly discovered that as he moved, the originally dead meridians in his body seemed to have a slight reaction.

Not only that, the body seems to have become more solid, and it even has the effect of physical training.

He was shocked. Could this boxing technique help his injuries? Why was it so magical?

Li Fan fought more seriously, striving for standard in every move.

When the village chief saw the changes in Li Fan, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

After practicing boxing, Li Fan felt his body slightly warm and an indescribable comfort.

The tattered meridians seemed to have a glimmer of life.

"Village Chief, this boxing technique is truly amazing. I feel much lighter."

Li Fan said, his face full of surprise.

The village chief smiled and said, "As long as you keep practicing, there will be many benefits."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Li Fan's heart. Perhaps this was his chance to recover.

After returning home, Li Fan looked at the fields and secretly vowed in his heart that he must bring life back to this land.

In the following days, Li Fan took care of the fields and practiced the health-preserving boxing techniques diligently every day.

His physical condition seemed to be gradually improving, and the subtle reaction in his meridians became more and more obvious.

One day, Li Fan was replanting the seedlings that were washed away by heavy rain in the field, and Aniu came running over in a hurry.

"Li Fan, something bad has happened. A group of strangers have come to the village and they look ill-intentioned."

Ah Niu said while panting, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Li Fan frowned, put down the work in his hands, and followed Aniu to the village entrance.

When we arrived at the village entrance, we saw a group of people in black standing there, led by a man with a gloomy face.

Li Fan recognized him at a glance. The gloomy man turned out to be Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao sat in a high seat with a dignified manner, his tone disdainful, "Tell me, where is the entrance to the Golden Core inheritance?"

The village chief stepped forward and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Everyone, please go back. I don't know what the Golden Elixir inheritance you are talking about is."

Uncle Zhao said in a cold and vicious tone, "I don't know, so what? I'm telling you, this is the location marked on the map. Hehe, you don't want to tell me, right?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and the men in black behind him drew their weapons and prepared to take action.

Seeing this, the villagers also picked up their farm tools and stood behind Li Fan and the village chief.

He looked as if he would never obey.

Uncle Zhao's face darkened and he was ready to order an attack.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots who don't know how to live or die. Go ahead and kill them all."

Li Fan was extremely anxious. He knew very well that his strength had not yet recovered and he was powerless in the face of such a situation.

But he knew that he couldn't let the villagers get hurt because of him.

He immediately stood up resolutely.

He told a lie.

"Uncle Zhao, if you want to know the entrance, I'll take you there."