Chapter 37 Lingjiu

Li Tongya felt his heart beating and his eyes were a little dizzy. He quickly turned his head and looked down at the light green swaying Lingdao in the fields, and said softly:

"You...you should wait until you can cultivate Xuanjing Lun before talking about other things."

Liu Rou smiled, approached Li Tongya's face, stretched her pretty eyebrows gently, and said quietly in his ear:

"Then, Brother Tongya, don't run away with others first..."

Li Tongya suddenly blushed, stood up with shame and anger, and said:

"You can practice well!"

After saying that, he ran out of the yard and headed far away.

Li Tongya walked along the stone road for a while, washed his face with river water, and then he slowly calmed down and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I'm afraid it's in the hands of this guy."

"The second brother really has a friendship with Liu Rouxuan! My father is really a chess first!"

But he saw Li Xiangping sitting on the shore with a smile, and said to Li Tongyao:

"My father arranged for you to take Liu Rouxuan back then, and second brother, you only saw this foreign strategy that was changed to prevent the big ones from being in trouble, but the authorities were confused and could not see this internal strategy targeting you Li Tongya."

"Sir, don't laugh at me!"

Li Tongya smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and replied:

"The more I look at my father, the more I feel that there are always something I can learn from the old man."

"That's!"

Li Xiangping nodded and said seriously:

"I want to wait for you and I to advance to the Yujing Round to break through the three snake elixirs."

"The mist has caused my father and Ye Sheng to drip blood. I will personally take the magic mirror to the small courtyard in the mountains. As for the Xuanshui Sword Technique... I probably don't have this talent, so I'll take a look at it more."

Li Tongyao snatched a handful of river water and washed his hands, and replied:

"Chijing has been to the Immortal Sect for nearly three years, and the first batch of spiritual rice planted will also mature. You and I will not have time to spare in the next days."

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The snow in Lijing Village this year is thicker than in previous years. The spiritual rice in the fields is already ripe. The light green rice ears are wrapped in white jade-like spiritual rice, standing straight in the field, and the heavy snow cannot curb its branches and leaves.

This spiritual rice is not as sharp as an ordinary rice. The leaves are as sharp as a knife, and the branches and leaves must be harvested with an axe. Li Tongya and others attached golden light techniques to the sickle, and then they harvested these spiritual fields.

Looking at the piles of spiritual rice piles piled up into bundles of green piles, Li Qiuyang clapped his hands while stepping on the snow and said with a smile:

"Brother Xiang Ping, this spiritual rice looks gratifying."

Li Qiuyang cultivated Xuan Jinglun last month, so he made Xuan Jing Lingswoo in the family ancestral hall and learned several magic. The child is now ten years old, and his eyebrows are quite elegant when he grows open, and he looks a bit adult.

He had originally accumulated eighty-one strands of spiritual power a year ago, but unfortunately he failed when he condensed the Xuanjing Wheel, so he had to adjust his breathing and breathe for another year to recover his spiritual power, but he was almost caught up by Liu Rouxuan.

"good."

Li Xiangping was also full of smiles, and his magic power was constantly moving, and he had already cultivated into Zhouxinglun.

Tian Yun was pregnant with twins and gave birth to a pair of children for the Li family. He was so happy that he could not stop talking. The old man looked at the child again and again. According to the clan, the boy was named Li Xuanfeng and the girl was named Li Jingtian.

"The white Yuan fruit is not yet ripe, and the spiritual rice has been harvested, so take it back first."

The villagers behind him had already cut off the leaves of the spiritual rice with a reamer one by one, and tied them with thick ropes. Only then did they dare to reach out to move them. The leaves of the spiritual rice were as sharp as a knife, and everyone suffered a lot.

When he arrived at the foot of Lijing Mountain, the thin mist gradually spread. Li Yesheng said in a deep voice to the people behind him:

"Follow closely! If you fall into this formation, be careful of your life!"

The villagers quickly responded that several people stepped on the stone road to the top of the mountain and placed a few bundles of spiritual rice in the yard. Li Xiangping waved:

"Take them down."

When taking spiritual rice from this rice stalk, you must use magic power to pick it, and then pinch the special magic trick to peel and produce bran to ensure that the spiritual energy of the spiritual rice does not disappear.

What mortals can do in the process of harvesting spiritual rice is to use a sickle attached to the golden light technique to cut and transport it. The real important link still needs to be handled by the cultivator.

"Uncle San! Brother of the clan!"

Li Xuanxuan walked out of the yard and bowed to Li Qiuyang and Li Xiangping. He is now over seven years old, and his body is gradually growing. His face looks a bit similar to that of the dead Li Changhu.

"Xuanxuan, come here."

Seeing Li Xuanxuan walking towards Li Qiuyang, Li Xiangping's face changed and he hurriedly greeted. When Li Xuanxuan sat down beside him, he smiled:

"This child tested his spiritual orifice a few years ago and practiced divinely. He probably would be able to become the Xuanjing Wheel in a few months."

Li Xuanxuan, who was standing beside him, was stunned when he heard this, and he thought to himself:

"I clearly haven't measured my bones at home, nor have I passed down the magic formula. Uncle San said this..."

But he smiled and nodded to Li Qiuyang, who looked envious.

"Xuan'er is really amazing!"

Li Qiuyang couldn't help but praise, thinking that he had just condensed the Xuanjing wheel in two years, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The two chatted for a few minutes, and when they reached Li Tong Cliff and went up the mountain, Li Xuanxuan stepped down. The few spent a few hours picking the spiritual rice and taking off the rice husks. Li Mutian packed it in a bag, lifted it gently, and said:

"One hundred and twenty kilograms of spiritual rice, forty kilograms of spiritual rice bran."

"It's enough to get a harvest in two years."

Li Xiangping sent Li Qiuyang away, put two bags of spiritual rice and bran on the table and looked at it. He saw that the spiritual rice was as smooth and beautiful as white jade. He couldn't help but exclaim, and then put the rice into the room and whispered to Li Tongya:

"Xuan Xuan's body is fixed at the age of seven, and it's time to practice."

Li Tongya was stunned for a moment, nodded thoughtfully, and walked towards the house with Li Xiangping.

The room was burning with charcoal fire, and the old man was sleepy in winter. Li Mutian had already gone to bed early, leaving only Li Xuanxuan leaning against the stove to cook the fire.

Li Xuanxuan looked at the snowflakes falling in the mountains in the room, staring at the silver-covered Lijing Mountain in a daze, and saw the two of them quickly got up and asked:

"Uncle San, why did you want the brother of the same clan to say that I have almost mastered the Xuanjing Wheel? If I don't have that spiritual orifice, wouldn't it be embarrassing and conspicuous..."

Li Xiangping carefully closed the doors and windows, and made a gesture of silence at Li Xuanxuan, and said in a deep voice:

"Follow me."

Li Xuanxuan immediately shut up, followed Li Xiangping obediently, and walked to a blue brick house in the deepest part of the yard.

Li Xiangping took out the key, removed the lock on the door, gently pushed open the door, and whispered to Li Xuanxuan:

"Come in."

Seeing Li Xiangping's serious expression, Li Xuanxuan was also worried. Seeing that the house was very wide, there was only a bluestone platform in the middle, and a blue-gray tape was installed on it.

The incense burned in the house, and it smelled peacefully. Li Xuanxuan went to see Li Xiangping quietly. Seeing him staring at the crack, he didn't dare to speak.

(End of this chapter)
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