Even if I go to the ancestral land to learn sword skills, it is just to strengthen my body.
Otherwise, he wouldn't just learn sword skills or practice mental skills.
However, no one noticed it, but he found a great way by himself.
No one practiced it wrong, it was because his father practiced it wrong.
After careful consideration, Zhang Shengli came to this conclusion.
"Okay, I will stay here in the future. If you should be busy, go and do your best. Stay here all day without returning to the village, what does it look like."
A stinky fart on his face.
Zhang Xinqiang just stood there like this, without any master's demeanor.
It's like an ordinary old man holding a hoe in his hand.
I stood there, stood in the fields, and chatted with the villagers.
No, it's a long sword.
Expert?
He himself did not regard himself as a master, let alone others?
However, it is such an ordinary person who cannot be ordinary, as long as there are alien races.
With a sword, the opponent fell and could not even get out of the crack.
"Dad, do you think grandpa is pretending?"
Sitting outside the tent, Xiaodie looked at the rustic grandfather and said what she thought.
"What are you pretending? He doesn't need to pretend at all. This is what he is like."
"Then how could he be so powerful?"
Zhang Shengli shook his head: "He himself doesn't know he is powerful."
After saying that, he smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry about him, let him play by himself, so there will be something to do, right?"
After Zhang Shengli finished speaking, he patted his butt and walked towards the small saplings he planted.
Two seeds and two drops of gold liquid have now made some changes here.
At least it prevented that soil from spreading in the direction of the village.
As for the others, he can't take care of so much now, just keep one acre of three-point land in his house first.
Strange to say it!
Since the emergence of this alien race, the mountains have been very quiet and terrible.
The villagers could no longer hear the roar of the beast.
If this continues, as long as you don’t set foot in the area you planted by yourself, you can let people enter and exit other places.
"You go back and ask your Fugui Uncle to find a few people... Forget it, just call him."
As he said that, Zhang Shengli took out his cell phone and called the other party.
"Hey, Fugui, you bring a few village laborers into the mountains."
"Entering the mountain? Will it be dangerous?"
"It's okay, let Hu Zi take it with him. He knows where he goes. By the way, bring some shovels and tents and so on."
Zhang Shengli thought it was very simple.
Starting today, the village not only needs to plant fruits and vegetables, but also needs to plant trees.
He wants to let this tree of life spread throughout the village.
Although I don’t know what harm this tree is, it has an aura that makes those alien races hate, or even a fear.
"Victory, are you going to plant a tree?"
At this time, Zhang Xinqiang, who seemed to have come back from the fields, lit a cigarette and walked slowly over.
"Yes, this kind of tree is called the tree of life. It not only needs to be planted, but also needs to be planted in large quantities."
"I'm asking your uncle to plant trees. He's very good at it. I miss your uncle and I back then, two of us..."
In this way, Zhang Xinqiang sat down on the ground and began to tell his glorious history.
Zhang Shengli didn't dare to be careless, so he took out a bowl of water and handed it to his father.
You should know that if you stay in that crack for a long time, it will be difficult for ordinary people to survive for a long time without timely prevention.
Although this space spiritual water cannot cure this soil, it can effectively prevent it, at least nothing will happen.
Three people sat on the ground.
One talks and two listens with relish.
This made Ouyang Feng in the distance unable to help but run over.
Originally, she thought there was something powerful or useful to her that could be heard.
I never thought that it was all about things inside and outside the village.
This made her feel a little unacceptable.
It’s okay for Zhang Shengli. This is a master. Not to mention being outside, even if you go to a small world, you will be famous all over the world.
But what about Zhang Xinqiang?
How could this look like a master? He is a very good farmer, and he has no master's demeanor at all.
He is obviously better than his son, but he does things that are completely inconsistent with the masters.
For example, now.
He was muttering cigarettes, smoking one by one, and excitedly telling the story of the past.
"Let me tell you that my uncle and I almost contracted all the trees in our Zhangjia Village back mountain, and most of the trees were planted by us.
If we talk about such a tree, we two dare to be the second in Yuelong Villa, and absolutely no one dares to be the first."
Zhang Shengli discovered that his father had changed.
Since practicing sword, I have become less dull than before, at least I speak much more confidently than before.
And he talked a lot more.
"Grandpa, let's talk about your youth!"
What Ouyang Feng couldn't stand the most was that Xiaodie cooperated very much. She sat in front of the other party, held her chin with her hands, listened carefully, and continued a few sentences from time to time.
"Aren't that time? When you were young, your grandfather was a handsome guy in our village. Otherwise, how could he be elected as the village chief?"
"No, it's just like Grandpa? What about you?"
"Me?" Zhang Xinqiang shook his head: "I can't do it. I can't speak and I'm stupider than him. But when it comes to fishing, he is not as good as me!"
Puchi!
Xiaodie laughed out loud: "I will tell him this when my uncle comes later."
Zhang Xinqiang stopped hearing this: "You little girl, are you looking for a fight?"
At this moment, Zhang Xinqiang's image changed a little in Ouyang Feng's eyes.
Such an expert can still be so down-to-earth.
Well, this should be caused by the cultivation level that has reached a certain level.
It seems that my cultivation is still too weak.
Grandpa?
Is there anyone in the village who is more powerful than him?
This needs to be seen carefully.
You know, Zhang Xinqiang's sword skills just now have impressed her.
Although I can't understand it, I'm just so strong that I can't stand it.
"Then you always say you can't do it. How did grandma like you?"
Xiaodie's Bagua mind was very excited and began to get better and asked.
"This is not your great grandfather's credit. He was not only in Zhangjia Village, but also in our entire town. Your grandma..."
Zhang Xinqiang talked about Zhang Shengli's grandfather again, and this talk took only half a day.
Just when he was talking, Xie Fugui led a large group of people to come over.
Each hand tools are nervous, and everyone has a look of worry on their faces.
Here comes!
Ouyang Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of people. He saw Zhang Xinyi, who was about the same age as Zhang Xinqiang at one glance.
This should be another expert in the village, right?