43. Chapter 43 43 Tian Ling

Author: Puff Ginger

There are no isolation formations in the houses in the village, so the aroma spreads out instantly.

The rich aroma that belongs to the middle-grade spiritual rice immediately attracted many casual cultivators around it.

"Another spirit planter has arrived in our village?"

The male cultivator with a fierce look opened the door and started shouting, which attracted many people to open the door and join in the fun.

Suddenly, there were some noisy sounds outside, and many brave people directly penetrated the room with their spiritual consciousness.

Li Sui'an frowned as he looked at the spiritual rice and the tender monster meat that had just been placed in the basin.

No way, this small village can attract people to stop by just cooking a bowl of spiritual rice?

"Hmm hum hum!"

The Black Demon Pig, which had been hungry all day, originally wanted to feast, but these rude looks made it lose its temper and rushed out of the house.

"Yo! A second-level yellow-level monster! Its whole body is full of treasures!"

The male cultivator with a fierce look rubbed his chin with his fingers, looking at the Black Demon Pig in a vulgar and greedy manner.

Seeing the male cultivators eager to try, most of the monks in this village rolled their eyes, wondering if they could get any benefits later.

Li Sui'an put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the house with a dark face.

The monks in the late stages of Qi training would basically not care about her bowl of spiritual rice, which belonged to a monster.

However, in the world of casual cultivators, there are actually three, six or nine levels.

For example, a monk with certain skills is sought after by others wherever he goes. Why, because the elixir and talismans he takes out at will may save your life. People like them may be weaker in strength, but their status is very high.

Of course, it refers to those who have at least achieved certain achievements, such as refining at least a first-level low-grade elixir, low-grade talisman, formation, etc.

Next are those who make a living based on their strength, such as hunting monsters, being hired by the town's pharmacist, etc.

Finally, of course, there is our spiritual cultivator. He is a cultivator of miscellaneous products or ninth grade. He is not very strong and has a lot of spiritual rice. He is the fat in the eyes of these casual cultivators.

Li Sui'an naturally knows the principle of the weak eating the strong. However, we are all casual cultivators. I can both fight and farm. How can you compare with me?

Those who searched with their spiritual consciousness were basically in the middle stage of Qi training, that is, the male cultivator with a fierce look had a higher cultivation level and was at the sixth level of Qi training.

Seeing Li Sui'an coming to the door himself, the group of casual cultivators folded their arms and leaned against the door frame of their house to watch the excitement.

What's more, monks who were further away also surrounded him.

"It is full of treasures, what does it have to do with you?"

Li Sui'an patted the storage bag, and the longbow suddenly appeared in her hand.

"Hmm hum hum!"

That’s it!

When he saw the long bow, the male cultivator's eyes flashed, but when he thought about it, even if he knew how to use arrows, he was just a man with poor legs for farming!

With this idea in mind, he said with fierce eyes: "Little girl, life is not easy for my brother recently. How about sponsoring some spiritual rice and spiritual stones? How about I protect you on this street from now on!"

There is nothing wrong with the words, but with the male cultivator's tone and cruel eyes, how can this be a discussion? This is clearly an order!

These days, if you are soft and others bully you, if you are tough, others will have to weigh you again!

What's more, there are dozens of fireball talismans in her storage bag. Even if one has no effect on the male cultivator, ten or dozens of them are enough for him to drink a pot.

Li Sui'an's eyes turned cold. Even though she was only at the fourth level of Qi training, she still wanted to tell the casual cultivators on this street that she had the strength to eat something good!

Just when she was about to draw the bow, the beautiful nun next door opened the door, and a basin of warm water with a special smell poured out.

If the male cultivator hadn't reacted quickly, he might have become a drowned rat now.

"Ma Qingming! Do you want to show some respect? You won't let such an older child go! Also, when was it your turn to speak on this street?!"

"Smelly bitch! Are you crazy?"

When Ma Qingming saw that it was a beautiful female cultivator, he thought to himself that it was bad luck, and then went back to the house cursing.

At the same time, some monks who were watching the excitement and wanted to take advantage of the situation also dispersed in a hurry when they saw this situation.

Li Sui'an looked at the situation in front of him and his expression was stunned. When he looked at the beautiful female cultivator again, he saw the other party gave her a playful smile in return.

What's going on?!

She hasn't killed the chicken to scare the monkeys yet! Is this the end? Sure enough, there is a saying that is right, even the most violent ones are afraid of shrews...

"Thank you sister for helping me out!"

However, the other party also helped her sincerely, and she is not the kind of person who doesn't know what is good or evil.

The beautiful female cultivator glanced at the long bow in her hand and said, "Little sister, my name is Ding Ke. From now on, remember not to expose your wealth, especially that little pig of yours!"

After Ding Ke said this, he twisted the waist of the water snake and returned to the house.

Who said there is a femme fatale? Come forward! She is obviously a warm-hearted and beautiful big sister!

Li Sui'an returned to the house, and the window in the room directly faced the window next door.

Ding Ke's slim back looks like he is practicing a spell.

She shook her head, forget it, wait for the harvest next month and take two kilograms of low-grade spiritual rice to express her gratitude.

After finishing the rice and monster meat, the black monster pig followed her example and started practicing together.

The layout of the houses is compact, and there is no isolation formation. This group of casual cultivators couldn't stop the greed in their eyes just when they saw the Black Demon Pig.

Li Sui'an wasn't stupid enough to take out the spirit gathering array. Just the weak fluctuations of spiritual energy didn't make these casual cultivators focus on her again!

Meditate, exercise, practice sun-chasing legs, draw amulets, and nourish your soul, all in one go.

Late at night, when she was about to rest at the end of her daily spiritual care, a sleeping flesh ball suddenly appeared on the soil!

[Ding! Soul raising is successful! Tian Ling is born from one square meter of ninth-grade spiritual soil! Tian Ling level: Yellow-level first-order Tian Ling! 】

[Ding! Go find a home for your Tian Ling! Living in an iron pot is really uncomfortable!]

Li Sui'an looked at the panel of Happy Farm. On the panel, the progress of the secret technique of nourishing souls was completely cleared.

She tried to communicate with Tian Ling again and found that it was completely possible!

Is it possible that once a spirit can be raised, the secret art of raising a spirit will be over?

She took out a book on the secret technique of nourishing spirits that she had forgotten for a long time from her storage bag and discovered that after successfully nourishing a spirit, the quality of the spirit can be improved by devouring the relevant heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and then channeling them.

Li Sui'an nodded, and at the same time looked at Tian Ling, who was huddled in a small ball at the root and as big as a marble.

What can this thing do?

After cultivating the spirit, it seems that the soil still has the same quality...

"Is it just self-awareness?"

Li Sui'an shook his head, threw the strange thoughts away, and fell asleep on the bed.

The next day.

Li Sui'an kept Ding Ke's words in mind, and did not dare to put the spiritual tea tree, tribute peach saplings, or the black demon pig equivalent to the middle stage of Qi training in the house. Instead, he picked up the basket on his back, led the pigs, and went to the spiritual field together!

As soon as she went out, the scene shocked her jaw.
Chapter completed!