Time is like water.

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed.

Fang Xi watched Xiao Chong break through the realm and become a rookie cultivator at the third level of Qi refining.

This made him feel that the Earthly Immortal Realm was indeed suitable for a breakthrough.

And with this little time, he could barely get to know Zhou Jun and Widow Liang.

The breeze blows.

Beside the river, several acres of newly reclaimed spiritual fields revealed tender green seedlings.

These acres of land were naturally opened up by Widow Liang. According to her, how could a living person die from choking in urine?

Since there is danger outside the city, it is better to open up spiritual fields within the city.

To this end, she also overturned several original stone caves, worked hard to clear the rubble, and managed to carve out a three-quarter acre of land among the ruins. She also saved spiritual stones from her daily teeth and specially purchased spiritual rice.

Planting and farming.

Now it seems that these spiritual rice are growing quite well.

After all, Heiyanfang City used to be a big spiritual vein. Even if it is a little dilapidated now, it is still much better than other places.

Fang Xi practices secret skills every day and makes talismans...

I usually go for a walk in the morning, and I like to visit the spiritual field.

After all, he was born as a spiritual farmer and is now an earthly immortal, so he has a good impression of him.

"Hey, fellow Taoist Liang, are you farming again?"

Fang Xi smiled and said hello.

In the spiritual field, Widow Liang clasped her hands together, and her magical aura gradually dissipated. Apparently she had just finished casting the spiritual farmer's weeding spell.

Xiao Chong was on the side, diligently picking up the pest corpses on the ground that were pierced by the Gengjin sword energy.

These bugs eat rice and grow up. It tastes quite good and becomes a meal when roasted.

——As time goes by, the food supply in the market becomes more and more tense.

Not to mention... monks are human beings too.

Low-level monks will become Taoist couples, and the probability of conceiving children is quite high.

Only after reaching high levels will it be more difficult to have heirs.

"Uncle!"

The little insect barked obediently.

"Well, be good..."

Fang Xi responded with a smile.

"Look at how much the children like Taoist friends... Although Taoist friends can live without grains and don't need much food, it's better to come with us... I can leave five points of land for Taoist friends."

Widow Liang tucked her hair behind her ears and made another suggestion.

This woman is also a smart person. When she saw the rising food prices in the market, she planned to open up spiritual fields.

Unfortunately, the matter could not be bypassed by the steward of the Tianfan Gang, so he came to win over himself and Zhou Jun next to him.

Fang Xi knew very well that the other party's attitude towards her had always been to stay away from him and avoid him.

Obviously, in Widow Liang's view, evil people still need to be punished by evil people. Compared with the risk of starving to death, there is no way to compromise with oneself.

Without a few backstage helpers, she wouldn't dare to start farming in the market.

But Fang Xi didn't like this at all, so she refused directly.

But Zhou Jun, who didn't know what to think, actually agreed and took a small share.

When it came to the steward of the Tianfan Gang, it was only through his intervention that the steward reluctantly pretended not to know about the matter.

According to Fang Xi's observation, this person has never recovered from his serious injuries, but is getting worse. He is afraid that his life span will be greatly reduced. Now he lives in seclusion here, firstly, to take care of himself and wait for death, and secondly, maybe he is not looking for a successor.

"It's a pity that I don't like eating spiritual rice."

Fang Xi still smiled and refused.

Widow Liang didn't say much, knowing that this ruthless person in the late stage of foundation building must have hidden a lot of wild beast meat.

As long as they are stored properly and combined with the technique of fasting, the foundation-building monks can persist for many years, and I can't help but envy them in my heart.

If she hadn't been hindered by Xiaochong, why would she be so desperate?

Fortunately, when the harvest of spiritual rice is harvested, it will be better. Maybe it will be easier next year?

"Mom... I'm going to help Grandpa Zhou sort out the herbs."

After Xiao Chong helped catch the pests, he came to Widow Liang and said.

During this period, whenever he had free time, he would go to Zhou Jun's place, mainly because Zhou Jun often gave him some berries and licorice from herbal medicines, which tasted pretty good and immediately caught the child's stomach.

"go Go……"

Widow Liang is happy to see this happen.

Zhou Jun is an alchemist! Even if he can't take Xiao Chong as his disciple, it would be great if he could teach him some knowledge about herbal medicine.

What's more, she now needs Zhou Jun as a backer to farm steadily, so she encourages Xiao Chong to show more attentiveness.

"Xiao Chong, this kid has good high-grade wood spiritual roots and low-grade fire spiritual roots... He is quite suitable to become an alchemist."

Fang Xi looked at Xiao Chong's back and praised him.

He was already generally sure that Zhou Jun was interested in accepting a disciple.

"Yes, if Xiaochong can become an alchemist, then I can rest assured."

Widow Liang patted her trembling chest and was about to say something when she saw a green bird landing on Fang Xi's shoulder.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, I have something to do, so please take the first step."

Fang Xi's smile did not diminish and she turned back to her cave.

Widow Liang waited until Fang Xi left before she showed a trace of suspicion.

She still couldn't see through this 'Fang Yuan'.

It is obvious that he is in the late stage of foundation building, so why is he willing to hang out in the slums and associate with them, instead of joining the Tianfan Gang or Leihuo Hall, and then he will be happy with his grudges and become a big shot in Heiyanfang City.

You know, the conflict between these two gangs is becoming more and more intense now, and they are very attracted to those high-level monks.

Of course, although there is also oppression for the lower-level casual cultivators, they will let go of those who seem to be untouchable.

This is completely a matter left over from history. After all, this place was once a place where high-level monks lived together. Who knows if there are any hidden people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers?

Or you may be lucky and pick up powerful talismans or disposable treasures from the corpses of high-level monks.

Examples of gang members who were too intimidating and ended up being dragged to death by humble Qi-refining monks are not non-existent in Heiyanfang City!

Mutual fear and mutual concessions constitute the current ecology of Heiyanfang City.

Although it is chaotic, there is also some order...

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Inside the cave.

Fang Xi closed the door, and a layer of restrictions automatically appeared.

"Owner……"

On his shoulder, Xiao Qing finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spoke: "I was not lazy at all. I flew to that cave, saw those two people, and immediately came back with a reply..."

Even if a cultivator becomes a god, it will take him years to visit his friend's cave!

If we go to Tianfan City, how long will it take?

This is also the reason why these low-level monks are restricted from migrating and can only wait passively.

"You didn't cause any trouble along the way?"

Fang Xi asked warily.

"Woooooo... Master, it's so dangerous in the wilderness. Xiaoqing encountered powerful wild beasts several times and almost couldn't come back..."

The little blue bird chirped, seemingly complaining.

Fang Xi rolled her eyes: "I know you are thinking about my little family fortune... I will reward you with a psychic treasure later. Where is your reply?"

Anyway, the psychic treasure is indeed of no use to him today and needs to be replaced.

It is normal for the replaced ones to be used by spiritual pets and subordinates.

The young man nodded with satisfaction, opened his beak, and sprayed out a beam of glow.

A jade slip appeared faintly in the glow.

Fang Xi grabbed it in her hand and looked at it with her mind.
To be continued...