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The figure of Li Qingshan whizzing across the sky attracted the attention of many people.
A group of peasant disciples were working in the fields, raising their heads and pointing at the sky.
"Look, what's that?"
"It seems to be Li Qingshan!"
The peasant disciples were all amazed, with unspeakable envy in their eyes. Unknowingly, Li Qingshan has also become a man of the Hundred Schools of Confucian Classics, and his friends and enemies are all famous figures. .
Recently, there has been news that Han Anjun, the patriarch of the military family, intends to recruit Li Qingshan as his son-in-law, and marry the second elder sister of the Fa family to him. In just one year, from the most humiliating novelist disciple, to this step, to the practitioner who also belonged to the civilian background, he was a legendary character.
"Hey, Li Long, isn't that your fellow townsman?"
Li Long stood barefoot on a paddy field. The green seedlings were neatly arranged. This is not a longevity island, but an island where the farmer specializes in planting crops. He also got a piece of his own land.
He raised his head and watched the light blue trail disappear into the sky. I remember the master once said that he is bound to become a great character, but I am afraid that even the master would not even think of it, he can come this far!
He lowered his head and smiled and said, "No, he is the great hero of our Wo Niu Village."
In the test last spring, his wood attribute reached the second level, passed the farmer's assessment, and became a farmer's disciple.
I think at the beginning, Village Chief Li was just to stop his son from farming, so he let him go to Iron Fist Sect to practice martial arts. Unexpectedly, he would eventually return to the land. The farmer is indeed very suitable for his disciples with mediocre aptitude and no background.
The cultivated spiritual crops can replace the elixir, and improve a person's physique a little bit. You can also exchange what you grow and eat, if you have a surplus. It can also be sold and replaced with spirit stones.
Compared with other families, the life of a farm family is monotonous and boring. Weeds are removed cyclically, and each seedling is raised at real temperature. Many people feel bored and often have to call friends and accompany them. Going to play in Qinghe Mansion, the young master of the Iron Fist Sect has also invited Li Long several times.
Li Long refused. He still had to return Li Qingshan's one hundred spiritual stones, and he had to hand in the next year's spiritual stones, and he had to work hard to practice, so as not to double the tuition and tolerate the slightest slack.
Gradually, the young sect master stopped coming, and he went from morning to night. Apart from attending the class, he was utterly distracted by the ground, fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and was out of breath under the heavy pressure.
Thinking of the drought that year when I was a child, I followed my father for more than ten miles to carry water on the mountain road. The water I picked up was poured into the ground, and it was done in the blink of an eye. The situation was really desperate. After a day, my hands and feet were worn out with blood blisters.
Grandpa said with a sigh. Farming is to compete with the heavens. Yes, fighting the heavens is not just the privilege of the practitioner!
Perhaps it was because his ancestors were farmers for generations, and the blood of the farmer was flowing in him. In this primitive work, he gradually realized the unprecedented happiness. Watching the seedlings grow sturdily day by day, when he raises them at real temperature, they seem to be warming him.
Before he knew it, his qi refining practice broke through the qi-refining moats of ordinary characters in the rivers and lakes, surpassed the strict protection method, and reached the third level. That day, he happily lay on the ground and cried, tears falling. In the field, I remembered that at the end of the drought, there was heavy rain, and he was rolling in the rain happily. That kind of happiness is by no means comparable to finding a red girl in the ** building to sleep.
From that day on, his heart settled down, and he didn't even watch the free and public performances of the music family. Li Qingshan challenged the excitement of the military disciples, but he didn't look at it either. To this day, he suddenly realized that he was no longer jealous of Li Qingshan.
A peasant disciple said: "I will be assessed soon. I heard that he is good at spiritual rain, why don't you let him water the ground for you."
Farmers also have a way to compete, that is, to see whose crops are well managed, and the winner will receive some rewards.
Li Long clapped the soil on his hands and smiled: "I'll ask him if he is free?" In the past year, he has never found Li Qingshan once, and there is a faint feeling of inferiority in his heart, and he doesn't want people to think it. He wants to cling. Today, there is no jealousy, and naturally there is no inferiority complex, and he can finally repay his original kindness a little bit.
When I saw this fellow countryman again, Li Qingshan almost didn't dare to recognize it. He had a dark face, rough hands, and a rustic suit. He looked like the hero of Wo Niu Village who was vigorous and energetic at the beginning. A pair of gentle and peaceful eyes showed completely different from before. Temperament.
Li Long looked at Li Qingshan again, but he also had similar feelings, calm and confident, looking forward to his own self. The name Qingshan has been laughed at by the village for many years, and now Fang understands the meaning of the name.
Li Long took out a bag of spiritual rice and said, "I planted this by myself, you can taste it! I still don't want to join hands with the spiritual stone. If you are not in a hurry, it will be almost the same after another year or a half."
"No hurry, it doesn't matter if you wait another three or five years, anyway you can't run." Li Qingshan opened the rice bag and saw that the white rice, each of which was the size of a peanut, exuded a delicate fragrance, praised: " Good rice, I think these rice can be worth fifty spirit stones. If you can take out three more bags, we will clean them up."
"Next year, the others are either eaten or sold!" Li Long nodded gratefully, not because of the spirit stone, but because of respect. His gaze flicked across the large bamboo forest on Yunxu Island: "It's a pity here, there are still these bamboo shoots."
The land allocated to each disciple by the peasant family is ultimately limited, and among the hundreds of families, the land area per capita is the highest among novelists.
As one of the main islands, Yunxu Island is a great spiritual place. Naturally, it is much better than the island where Li Long grows rice. If it is used to grow some crops, it doesn’t need to be so elaborate. If you take care of it, it won’t be every year. Less harvest. These ground-breaking bamboo shoots are also rich in aura.
Li Qingshan became more and more aware that Yunxu Island is a real treasure and must not be let to others: "If you like it, you can cultivate and plant one. You can pick these bamboo shoots casually. I don't have time to manage it anyway."
Although the picked bamboo shoots can replace the pill, the effect is limited. For him, it is not worth the gain. It is better to learn alchemy from Ruxin.
Li Long regretted not visiting Yunxu Island earlier, and was unwilling to take advantage of it in vain. In the end, he agreed with Li Qingshan that he would labor, and the crops he planted and the bamboo shoots he picked were half of Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan is also happy that he can help fellow villagers and get a lot of things in vain. Even if he doesn't eat these things, it is good to use them to rejuvenate Malu.
Speaking of which, that guy's hibernation should also pass!
Thinking of this, he felt the worm sac on his waist trembled, and he fully agreed to Li Long's request for him to help water the water.
"I have something else, you go back first, and I will go there later!"
After Li Long left, Li Qingshan released Malu and gave him a bag of Lingmi: "Don't worry, there will be bamboo shoots to eat. Just bear with me, and I will take you back to the ground soon."
He comforted Malu back into the worm's sac. He went to help Li Long perform a few spiritual rain techniques. When Xiao An returned from the scene of dealing with the Buddhist family, the two passed through the dragon and snake formation together and left the Baijia Jingyuan.
First came to Qinghe Mansion City. This time, Li Qingshan would take the paintings given by Chu Danqing to the various parties. It would be best if he could complete some tasks by the way and earn some merits.
The Deacon Tsing Yi, who was in charge of the release of the task, did not dare to neglect, and took out the task book for Li Qingshan to choose.
Li Qingshan made a careful selection, and occasionally saw a task that was marked as being executed, and the executor was Qian Rongzhi, and asked, "Is Qian Rongzhi back?"
"Master Qian, I came back twice and immediately took the task and went out."
The three missions all went to remote areas far away from the city.
Li Qingshan said in his heart: This woman is not only cruel to others, but also true to herself, as if she is looking for death.
Choosing the task, Li Qingshan was about to leave, the Deacon Tsing Yi suddenly said: "Master Li, Master Han, are now upstairs."
There is nothing in the world that spreads faster than lace news and gossip news. Although the two parties are at a loss and unknown, they have spread a lot in the Eagle and Wolf Guard. It is not a trivial matter for the Han family to recruit a son-in-law.
Li Qingshan said, "Is Senior Sister Han also here? Then I have to pay a visit."
"Master Li, be careful, Master Han is in a bad mood recently."
Li Qingshan knew that this was mostly related to him, and felt a little guilty in his heart, let alone an explanation.
The spring is melting, shining into the room obliquely.
Han Qiongzhi was frowning, sitting in the position of Hua Chengzan to deal with official duties, his shoulder-length hair was dyed golden brown, but his face looked like a cold winter day. He suddenly heard several knocks on the door and said coldly without raising his head. :"Come in."
Li Qingshan asked Xiao An to wait outside and pushed the door in by himself: "Sister Han!"
When Han Qiongzhi looked at Li Qingshan, an anger suddenly grew in his heart. After that night, I thought that the relationship between the two of them had progressed, so I just waited for him to come to her, but waited and waited and didn’t see the person. When I inquired, I knew that he had gone to retreat again, but he didn’t even say a word to her. .
A layer of frost formed on his face immediately, and he shouted: "Get out!"
Li Qingshan sighed lightly, then retreated.
"Come back!" Han Qiongzhi stood up suddenly, she did not expect that he would not even explain.
Li Qingshan said, "What else?"
"You, you are mad at me!" Han Qiongzhi bit her lip, feeling bitter in her heart. The situation of that night is still vividly visible. How did she ever lower her body to please a man, but was so frivolously perfunctory.
Li Qingshan couldn't bear it. This was the first woman in this life to like him, and she looked more real and lovely than Gu Yanying who was far away in the sky.
If he could, he would not let her down, but since he was missed, he didn't need to be entangled. He could only say sorry: "Let's go, Xiaoan!"
In the long corridor, Li Qingshan frowned and walked in front, Xiao An followed closely, and suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve.
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