The early spring breeze is filled with a hint of coldness.

The figure in the green shirt slowly walked on the mountain stream path, carrying an old hoe, and slowly moving forward.

Chen Xia finally found the best way for his life.

Farming.

He doesn't eat it either, just watching the crops mature and the fruit trees grow, which will give him a deeper understanding of time.

I wouldn't have been in seclusion for more than ten years, but I still don't know what happened after I came out.

Moreover, farming is not boring. Chen Xia is now studying grafting watermelon and garlic together, so that even without a kitchen knife, you can eat watermelon with garlic flavor.

If it succeeds, it will probably become one of the most useless inventions, but maybe if someone gets it right.

Chen Xia put down the old hoe on his shoulders, sat at the door of the hut he built, and looked at the various crops on the stretch of land.

The small tree outside the house has grown up this year, with new buds and tender leaves. The fruits grow slowly on the branches and gradually rise up.

Chen Xia came back to his senses.

It was getting dark long ago.

Many days have passed.

He often does this now. When he watches the plants grow, he will immerse himself in it, and then forgets the length of time. He doesn't know how long it has passed after waking up.

Half a large amount of fruit hung from the small tree, pressing down the branches.

Chen Xia shook his head, lifted up his hoe, and walked into the house.

Over the past few decades, he has made an outrageous decision.

All points are added to luck.

So much so that his luck reached forty directly, which was higher than his strength, and even unlocked an achievement.

Lucky.

[Lucky person: You are a million. You will receive blessings for big things, and you will have absolutely luck in small things!]

Chen Xia tried it for a while and then knew what was going on.

The less the impact it has on him, the luckier he will be, and the more powerful he will receive blessings for things that have a greater impact.

For example, Chen Xia sometimes digs out gold when digging soil, but gold is useless to him, so this is absolutely lucky in small matters.

As for the blessing of luck in major events, Chen Xia thought about it, maybe this is equivalent to a critical strike.

For example, if you fight with an opponent with a comparable team, you should have only 100% of your strength, but you end up exerting twenty percent of your strength.

This is the blessing of luck.

So Chen Xia is lucky now and has some ideas about crit strikes.

As long as the luck is high enough and the trigger probability is stable enough, the critical strike is his strength!

Chen Xia stretched, sat on the bed, took a breath, calmed down, and began to practice "Xuanhun Dao Chapter".

This method needs to condense the mysterious energy in the early stage. Only by writing Taoist chapters in the body can each Taoist chapter represent a magic method.

It is divided into five elements and yin and yang.

There is nothing to say about the Five Elements, it’s commonplace.

But yin and yang are interesting, where yin is weak and yang is real.

In the Yinxu Dao Chapter, there is a person Chen Xia is interested in, called the Netherworld Desperate Realm.

The effect is to pull a monk below Mahayana into it, launch a forced one-on-one challenge, and after casting the spell, only if one of them dies will be lifted.

Chen Xia abbreviated it as checking a room.

And this seemingly fair magic has an extremely unfair setting.

The homeowner can get 30% of the opponent's strength.

What is outstanding is that I not only have to check in a room, but also have to steal people.

It is indeed a very powerful Daozhang, and it is also very suitable for Chen Xia, a fierce fighting person.

However, it is extremely difficult to write this Taoist chapter in your body. It requires three thousand mysterious energy and cannot make mistakes. It must be printed in your body with strokes, neat work, and even a slight deviation cannot appear.

This is how this chapter is completed.

Chen Xia has only condensed thirty mysterious and humble energy now, and is still far from writing the three thousand mysterious and humble energy of this chapter.

But he was not in a hurry. He was already very fast and far more than others.

For example, there are no characters worthy of Chen Xia’s attention except for the old immortal who is still in seclusion today.

But in fact, this old immortal doesn't have to pay too much attention. With Chen Xia's speed of becoming stronger, even the cultivators in the upper realm are not as good as him, let alone this old immortal.

The last time a monk from the upper realm came, he said that at most, the most people in the world would not build a foundation.

That proves that the old immortal is actually a foundation-building realm.

A monk who has not had a golden elixir for more than two hundred years is really not worth too worried about Chen Xia.

His current "Big Turtle Breathing Technique" is almost complete in his practice, and it is only thirty years away from the golden elixir. When the golden elixir is 10%, who in the world can beat him?

However, Chen Xia had no idea of ​​dominating the world. He was too lazy and just wanted to live a good life, let’s talk about the rest.

Moreover, he has never entered the world of the world now and has been living in seclusion. He lives alone, and no one comes to the deep mountains and forests to disturb him. It is suitable for retreat.

Chen Xia sat calmly, spared her cheeks, and began to use the "Big Turtle Breathing Technique". These techniques require time to stack and perceive, and one operation takes several days.

Fortunately, Chen Xia has time.

The fruit trees harvest this year are very good, but Chen Xia didn't pick them, just think it's better to stay on it like this.

After this year, Chen Xia will no longer add some luck and continue to bless his power. As for the option of mana, there is no need to worry. Just wait until the power is enough, and add mana.

A responsible man must be strong.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, carried the rust-enchanted hoe, and slowly walked out of the house, thinking about taking care of the wasteland.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Chen Xia looked at the heavy fruits on the tree.

Bright and crystal fruits hang on, showing the power of rebirth.

Before we knew it, the sun and the moon rotated.

The first day passed.

The fruits remained unchanged and were still hanging on the branches, lowering the entire branch.

The next day, it was light rain.

The fruits are added with rain and become more crystal clear, just like the best eighteen years of man.

Day 5.

The fruits are completely ripe, rosy like rouge, and they are in the green bushes, which are extremely eye-catching.

Day 15.

The outer skin of the fruit began to wrinkle, and the color was not as bright as before, and it was shaky.

Day 30.

The fruit hit the ground, the flesh was damaged, and it was deeply trapped in the soil. Its appearance was no longer as bright as before, but the old wine red color.

Day 90.

Without fruits, only the renovated soil remains.

This is two months.

Chen Xia was still standing there without any movement, his expression was empty, as if he was thinking about something.

The seventh month.

The leaves of the small tree turned yellow and fell downwards, and soon a large number of fallen leaves piled up on the ground.

The third year.

The little tree has grown up, not inferior to all the trees around it, and of course it is not much stronger.

The house where Chen Xia was standing had traces of decay, and ants emerged from time to time between the cracks in the wood.

This is the trace of time.

The tenth year.

The small tree has become a big tree, and the fruit has beared many times, and it is in its prime.

Time exerts its power at this moment, changing everything invisibly.

Twenty years.

The wooden house completely collapsed, and Chen Xia stood in the ruins, still staring at the trees, but his expression was no longer confused.

He knew very well what he was doing, but he just didn't want to move.

Maybe it was a devil.

But he wanted to finish watching.

After watching the tree's life, see the power of his strangest time.

Chen Xia's life span is endless and there is no end to see, so he has never understood the feeling of time flowing before.

Looking at the tree at this moment, I feel the first time.

Thirty Year.

The annual rings of the big tree began to spread and officially entered its long life cycle.
To be continued...