Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

In the eyes of Shouhou and Qipang, Li Sui'an had become unusually tall at this moment, even shining with golden light.

Serving the people... How can this be a senior!

This is totally a chivalrous person!

Who is a cultivator who doesn’t have the idea of ​​becoming a hero?

"Senior, Nanman recruits troops every three years!"

Shouhou clenched his fists and said in admiration: "Senior, I can serve the human race and all the people! I, Shouhou, finally understand what immortality is! When we recruit troops next year! I, Shouhou, am totally devastated, and I just want to follow the same path as senior!"

"Me! I'm going too!"

Qipang's reaction was a bit slow, and he expressed his feelings directly without saying any nice words.

Li Sui'an: "..."

Where did these two chuunibyou come from?

But next year? It’s not that I can’t wait!

"The awareness is good."

Li Sui'an nodded happily, "In this case, then retreat. By the way, what is the name of that elder? What kind of cultivation level is he? I can be fully prepared."

"Zhang Yuwen! Early stage cultivation of Jindan."

…

then……

Li Sui'an lived a retirement life in Feijian Gate. Not only did he visit the entire Feijian Gate, but he even bought some scriptures and scriptures.

Perhaps because her actions were too eye-catching, Zhang Yuwen came to invite him to tea early that morning.

Zhang Yuwen's cave is located halfway up the mountainside of the inner gate of Feijian Gate. There are green bamboos all around, and the aura is overwhelming, without any yin energy coming out.

Indeed, now Li Sui'an doesn't even know whether Zhang Yuwen is a ghost cultivator.

As soon as they passed through the bamboo forest, they saw two graceful female cultivators guarding the door. Seeing Li Sui'an coming, they bowed and then retreated.

"Brother, are you here? Sit down quickly."

It was different from Zhang Yuwen in Li Sui'an's imagination. He saw a middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a delicate appearance, and a weak manner. He stood up to greet him.

After the two sat across from each other, Zhang Yuwen said with a smile on his face: "I don't have a chance to make a move in the outer sect? I heard that I am wandering around in the sect during this time. Do you have a target?"

Oh ~ So it’s because of this!

"Everything is fine."

Li Sui'an said indifferently: "Several of my subordinates have advanced to the transformation stage and will set off back to the Southern Barbarians on a certain day. What is Elder Zhang doing?"

"It's amazing that he's transformed."

When Zhang Yuwen heard Li Sui'an's words, he immediately smiled from ear to ear and said quickly: "Don't worry, how is my cultivation level? Do you want to make a breakthrough?"

"Yeah, almost."

"That's good."

Zhang Yuwen rubbed his legs and said cautiously: "In this case, can I say a nice word in front of the king when I go back? My ancestor is quite anxious in Nanman."

After hearing this, Li Sui'an raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhang Yuwen's ancestor was in the Southern Barbarians, and he should be the newly promoted old monster who controls the Southern Barbarian war cultivators.

What else could make him anxious besides stealing souls?

Now the Barbarian Ghost King is getting more and more fancy. He has sent high-level ghost cultivators to the Central Plains to steal souls in exchange for the ghost cultivators' strength!

However... this ghost cultivator is already in the transformation stage. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he will be as high as the Barbarian Ghost King...

Doesn't this affect the status of the Barbarian Ghost King?

Or maybe the Barbarian Ghost King's cultivation is far more than what it seems on the surface...

"That's natural."

Li Sui'an nodded and signaled: "If you are anxious, you can ask Nanman to recruit troops as soon as possible, so that I can go back early."

"Zimen is ready for me."

Zhang Yuwen was a little confused and asked, "Why not just go back to Nanman from Zimen?"

"You know nothing!"

Li Sui'an directly threw the tea cup in front of him into Zhang Yuwen's face, "Just relying on the outer disciples of this sect, we have to wait ten or eight years. The Southern Barbarians are recruiting troops. Naturally, a group of elite disciples will go there. Wouldn't it be more advanced on the way? quick?!"

The warm tea was splashed everywhere, and Zhang Yuwen was also hit by the unexpected tea cup at this moment, but he dared not speak out in anger, so he echoed: "My brother is still thoughtful."

Li Sui'an felt relieved when he saw that Zhang Yuwen was acting very arrogantly in front of the ghost cultivator.

"Don't call me brother anymore!"

After that, Li Sui'an tossed his sleeves and left directly.

Zhang Yuwen looked at her back, and after walking away, he punched the table in front of him. His good temper just now was gone forever, and his pretty face became extremely ferocious at this moment.

"The day when the ancestor reaches the perfection of becoming a god! That's when you and the ghost cultivator will die!"

"Bullshit! I hope you don't die early by then!"

"Somebody come!"

With a loud shout, the two graceful female cultivators walked tremblingly through the door.

Zhang Yuwen suddenly took out a set of magical silver needles from his storage bag, and as soon as he threw them out, they penetrated the female cultivator's skin and penetrated her flesh and blood.

Screams and cries of pain came one after another, and Zhang Yuwen said with a gloomy face: "You are lucky to be able to raise needles for me!"

…

Zhang Yuwen's speed was very fast, and soon Feijianmen posted a list of monks who would join the Southern Barbarians to fight in half a year.

Inner sect disciples account for 80% of the Feijian sect, of which 10% are direct disciples, and the remaining 20% ​​are outer sect disciples.

Li Sui'an looked at his name and couldn't help but sneer.

"Does Feijianmen agree to this arrangement?"

"What can I do if I don't agree?"

Thin Monkey let out a bleak smile and said: "The inner disciples are the foundation of our sect. They were all sent to Nanman to participate in the war. It's a good thing if they can come back. If they can't come back, it's the foundation of our sect."

"It must be the idea of ​​that thief, Elder Zhang. Our Feijian Sect is weak, so we have no choice but to be slaughtered by the Xuanjian Sect."

Li Sui'an touched her nose with some guilt. She really didn't blame Zhang Yuwen. She originally wanted him to recruit troops as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the date was not moved forward, but the list of personnel was so outrageous...

That’s it!

It would be a disaster to stay, and maybe the Barbarian Ghost King would send the next batch, which would be considered a good deed for Feijian Sect.

It's better to die on the battlefield than to be eaten by ghost cultivators.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was time to enter Nanban.

In this year, Shouhou and Qipang have been asking her for information, and it is right to save their lives.

After the three of them got dressed, they boarded the huge flying boat and headed to Nanman.

"Hmm hum hum!"

Finally going to Nanban...

There was no Zhang Yuwen at the moment, so Li Sui'an held the Black Demon Pig in his arms and gently stroked its back.

"Yes! I'm finally going to Nanban."

Li Sui'an smiled, called Shouhou and Qipang and said, "Let the flying boat stop for a moment, let's go and put some water in it."

The inner disciple on the side glanced at Li Sui'an with contempt, turned his head and whispered: "I can't walk a hundred miles now, and there are three urgent needs. It's really shameful to have such a coward in the battle!"

Due to Zhang Yuwen's instructions, the disciple controlling the flying boat had no choice but to stop the flying boat, and a group of monks waited.

The three of them got into the jungle, and when Shouhou and Qipang were about to take off their pants, Li Sui'an said: "Qipang, please go, don't come back, find a place where you can hide your name."