Invincibility Starts From Absorbing Emotions

"I must come tomorrow morning." The old man's old face was full of sorrow. The spiritual rice's rise was not good. Now that there are spiritual worms in the spiritual field, he is about to die of sorrow.

"Don't worry, I will be there on time tomorrow morning." Liu Jiang said.

"Chi Chi Chi..." Two red sparrows the size of children's fists flew on Liu Jiang's head and jumped around, shouting at the old man, as if repeating Liu Jiang's words.

These two little guys were named Red Feather Sparrow, a low-level black iron monster, Liu Jiang's contracted soul beast.

Not much combat power, but a good hand at catching bugs, Liu Jiang took two little guys to catch bugs for others, so he could earn a little hard money and subsidize his family.

The old man turned his head and hurried away carrying a hoe.

Liu Jiang installed the Lingmi in a solid purple bamboo frame.

The Zizhu frame is very large and strong. Liu Jiang put the sack aside, got into the frame, sat down cross-legs, and said, "Dahong, Xiaohong, let's go."

Two sparrows flew forward, and Liu Jiang tied the thin ropes tied to the four corners of the purple bamboo frame to the claws of the red sparrows.

The two red feather sparrows fluttered, and the purple bamboo frame slowly lifted into the sky with the creaking sound of bamboo.

Amid the creaking of the bamboo, the two little birds flopped vigorously. The purple bamboo frame suddenly went up and down, left and right, and flew crookedly towards the east of Liujia Village.

Liu Jiang is quite experienced. He sat firmly in the purple bamboo frame. He was not afraid that the two little sparrows could not hold up and fell to his death. The two little sparrows looked small, but as a low-level black iron monster, there was still one. With the strength of the hand, a Red Feather Sparrow can easily grab more than two hundred catties.

He was eighty catties, a bag of spiritual rice was one hundred catties, and the total amount was less than two hundred catties. With two red feather sparrows together, there was still no big problem.

Sitting in the rickety purple bamboo frame, Liu Jiang flew out of Liujia Village, looking at the peasants planting in the lower spirit field.

Just looking for the old man Liu Jiang, his spiritual power is running, and a small cloud of spiritual cloud is condensed on his spiritual field, and then there is a patter of spiritual rain.

"Grandpa San." Liu Jiang yelled in mid-air.

"The spirit worms are running too fast in the ground, they can't be caught at all, you remember to come back soon." The old man still did not forget what he told Liu Jiang.

"Got it." Liu Jiang waved his hand, motioning the old man to rest assured.

Sitting in the purple bamboo frame, Liu Jiang drifted away.

Along the way, farmers working in the spiritual field can be seen everywhere.

Some farmers, like the old man, spread spiritual rain over their spiritual fields.

The green light on some farmers' hands circulated, their big hands touched the weeds, the weeds wilted instantly, and then turned into fly ash and dissipated.

Late at night, in the side room, the pine oil slowly burned, occasionally making a crackling sound.

Liu Jiang sat cross-legged on the bed, the little golden beetle lay on Liu Jiang's lap, and fell asleep. He was tossed by the two little red birds, and his whole body was about to fall apart, tired and painful.

On the table, the big red dog slept like a big red dog, and Xiao Hong kept staring at the little golden beetle, very dedicated.

Liu Jiang held a jade slip in his hand and poured his spiritual power into it. Lines of text appeared in his mind, which was exceptionally clear.

On the top, three golden characters, withered grass.

"The essence of plants and trees lies in..."

Liu Jiang flipped through the withered grass, word by word, not daring to leave the slightest omission.

An hour passed without progress.

"It's been three years since I started, and I don't know when I will be successful." Liu Jiang was a little frustrated.

To become an apprentice of a spiritual planter, six conditions must be met.

One is watering, you need to master Xiaocheng's Lingyu Jue, and give Lingyu to Lingzhi at any time.

The second is rehearsal, which requires contract monsters such as golden beetles and spirit worms.

The third is to catch insects, which requires the contract monsters that are good at catching insects, such as the Red Feather Sparrow and the Cuckoo Chick.

The fourth is weeding, you need to master Xiaocheng's withered grass.

The fifth is the cultivation base, the lowest black iron four-star cultivation base, to ensure sufficient spiritual power output.

The sixth is knowledge, the basic knowledge of planting Lingguo Linggu.

Liu Jiang had two Red Feather Sparrows in his hand, and Ling Yu Jue had already become small, and his basic knowledge was very solid. It was considered that he had fulfilled three conditions.

His cultivation base is three-star black iron, which is one level worse.

To get started, you need a small master.

The Golden Beetle had just gotten it, and it was far from signing the soul contract.

One month's time, and one month's time.

Liu Jiang has a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

"I don't believe it anymore." A ruthless look flashed through Liu Jiang's agile eyes.

One hour, two hours, Liu Jianghong continued to comprehend.

Three hours, four hours, five hours.

The sky outside was a little white, and the bird began to move.

"Still unsuccessful."

Liu Jiang rubbed his red eyes, a little disappointed, but also a little urgent.

Spiritual power method is simple to get started, but it is difficult to achieve a small success, and it needs a certain chance.

Many people cannot enter the realm of Xiaocheng for a lifetime.

Just like Liujia Village, there are more than 120 households and more than 700 villagers, but there are less than 100 people in the spirit-devouring method.

He started practicing at the age of ten, and he has practiced for eight months to get started, and it has been three years since he got started.

He felt that he was about to break through, but he felt so little.

But it feels like that, many people will not be able to break through in their entire lives.

"Xiaojiang, I have breakfast, and the rice porridge is ready for you. I will go to work with your father." Wang Xiumei shouted outside, and hurried away with Liu Sande after shouting.

"Old man, go faster, if you are late, there will be no work to do." Wang Xiumei urged as she walked.

"Yeah." Liu Sande nodded again and again, speeding up his pace.

They are working for Liu Bao's family. If they are late, they may not be able to grab work.

Because there is no spiritual field, it is not only their family, but some families who have little field, after planting their own spiritual field, will go to Liu Baochang's house to work.

Just like yesterday, they had gone very early, but they still only got a small piece of spiritual field, and the two of them finished work at 12 noon.

The patriarch is such a powerful character, he personally protects him and helps him refine the marrow pill, which makes him feel extraordinarily honored, and he is grateful in his heart.

He finally knew why his father, mother and Liu family members loved the patriarch so much.

"Little guy, work hard and strive to become a silver or even gold-level powerhouse to serve the family." Liu Ze encouraged.

"Patriarch, I must work hard. I want to become a black gold warrior and work for the family." The fourteen-year-old said excitedly.

"You have to remember, remember clearly."

"Got it."

Both of them nodded solemnly.

Seeing the two men trembling, Liu Ze explained carefully, "Liu Zhen’s legs were cut off by robbers to protect the family’s goods. He is the hero of our Liu family, not our enemy. The hero is disabled. We We have to help him, if someone bullies him, we have to stand up for him, do you understand?"

The two of them were silent and stopped talking.

"Those who died and disabled heroes for the family, they were bullied us indifferent, and even ran over to bully them, then who dares to be a hero, who dares to die for the family."

"Everyone just thinks about themselves, and the hearts of the people are scattered, and the family is also scattered."

"You Wenbo and Haishu have better qualifications than me and higher cultivation base than me, but you are willing to assist me and let me be the head of the Patriarch. That is because they believe in me and believe that I can lead the family well." Liu Ze said, " Not because of how strong I am, but because they believe that I can twist all the family members into one strand."

After all the spiritual land of the family house was sold, thanks to these two little guys, otherwise their family's life would definitely be more difficult.

Dahong Xiaohong immediately became happy when he heard Liu Jiang's words. He bounced around, happily, and became more enthusiastic about catching bugs.

Liu Jiang and the old man said a few words, put the straw futon in their hands on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the ground, converging their minds, and turning their spiritual power against the rising sun.

There is one month left for the assessment of Xianling Cave, and he can't waste time.

Liu Jiangxiu’s spiritual power method is called Dongshengshengjue. It is the first level of the spiritual power method that the Great Emperor of the Eastern Holy Kingdom Dongsheng cultivated in his early years. It has a fast training speed and is especially suitable for black iron rank warriors. It is Dongsheng. The most widely spread spiritual power in the kingdom of God.

The Eastern Holy Spirit decided the first level, and could unimpeded all the way and cultivate directly to the Bronze level.

Liu Jiang was calm, slowly, as if entering a vast starry sky, the starry sky, the starry river turned, starry.

Spiritual power rotates slowly along a fixed route, heaven and earth spiritual power enters the body along the pores, enters the meridians, and flows slowly through the meridians, and the mixed spiritual power becomes pure and clean a little bit.

Every time a week is completed, part of the tempered gentle and pure spiritual power merges into his body, slowly strengthening his body, and the remaining part flows into his dantian.

The martial artist of the third layer of black iron can only operate for three weeks in each practice, and for three consecutive weeks, Liu Jiang's divine mind has already retreated from the vast starry sky.

Feeling the spiritual power at the pubic area, Liu Jiang sighed secretly.

It's been two years since I've been stuck at the top of the three-star Dark Iron, and just like Withered Grass, I feel like I'm about to break through, but I can't take that step.

The three-star to four-star black iron is the node of the low-level to the intermediate level of the black iron, and it is the biggest shackle on the path of spiritual practice.

Liu Jiang raised his head and looked at the busy old man in the field. This old man had been stuck in the third black iron layer for a lifetime, because his cultivation level was too low and his wife hadn't gotten it, so he beat the bachelor for a lifetime.

"Xiao Jiang, I have sweet potatoes in the basket next to you. If you are hungry, let's pad a little." The old man grinned when Liu Jiang finished his practice.

"Okay, Grandpa Third." Liu Jiang was not polite, picking up a big sweet potato and stuffing it into his mouth.

It is very energy consuming to practice spiritual power and magic. For nearly three hours in three weeks, he has been hungry.

Some wealthy people eat monster beast meat with strong spiritual power and spiritual vegetables, and the spiritual power absorbed by one week of cultivation is much more than them.

Liu Jiang looked up at the sky, and came to mind.

He ate a large bowl of shining spiritual rice and a large plate of monster beast meat.

What a desirable life.

Liu Jiang took the sweet potato, and the corners of his mouth came out, making Kukuku's laugh.

The old man catching bugs in the field was frightened. When he turned around, he saw that Liu Jiang was stuffed with sweet potatoes. Recently, he was hanging a halazi. Kukuku was smiling, as if he was mentally retarded.

Seeing the old man's weird eyes, Liu Jiang blushed, stretched his neck and swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth, then pretended to be serious, wiped off the slaw on the sweet potato skin, and then ate it again.

After eating and drinking enough, Liu Jiang began to comprehend the wilted grass again.

Some farmers bring their own birds to catch insects in the spiritual rice field and absorb the insects that have grown up with spiritual power, but the speed is very fast, but those birds are faster, catching small insects cheerfully one after another. .

In Lingjiang Mansion, there are many people who plant spiritual fields. For example, in the major towns and surrounding villages under the rule of Xianling Cave, 90% of the people will choose to plant land.

With the cultivation method of Professor Xianlingdong, the output of Lingtian is still quite high. Although 80% of the tax is paid to Xianlingdong a year, the remaining 20% ​​can barely guarantee the food of the family.

In the creaking sound, it swayed for two hours before the town of fairy spirits was in sight.

Amidst the clouds and mist, the tall and gorgeous attic is looming, and the splendid and unusual fairy town is like a fairyland.

The important town of celestial spirits belongs to the Eastern Holy Kingdom, the Palace of the Gods of War, the Hall of Red Flames, the Lingjiang Mansion, and the Fairy Cave.

Controlled by Xianling Cave Master Motel, it is the most prosperous town for hundreds of kilometers around Xianling Cave, with a population of tens of thousands.

The closer you are to the fairy town, the more pedestrians and the more flying mounts you will ride.

"Hey..." A golden golden spirit crow flew by from not far away, as fast as lightning. The golden spirit **** crow's wings were six meters wide, and a man in white fluttering above stood like a fairy.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

Dahong Xiaohong felt Liu Jiang's envy, and she was wronged instantly. A layer of water vapor appeared in her **** eyes, and then she slapped her wings desperately, speeding up in vain, trying to catch up with the golden bird, so she almost killed Liu Jiang. Fell from the sky.

"Slow down," Liu Jiang quickly ordered. The Little Cardinal was very obedient, and immediately slowed down, but he felt even more wronged in his heart.

"Big red and little red are the cutest. The big bird is dead ugly, dead ugly, dead ugly, dead ugly, dead ugly." Liu Jiang said quickly, calming the fragile hearts of the two little stupid birds. .

Then, the two little silly birds were happy, squeaking, squeaking, and screaming joyfully.

The Zizhu frame swayed for another half an hour, and they finally arrived at the center of the fairy tale.

The owner of the rice shop smiled and grabbed two bags of spiritual rice and placed them on the weighing pan, "One hundred and two catties, 408 copper coins."

The boss didn't mean to bargain at all, and Liu Jiang also knew that there was no room for a price increase, and simply nodded.

The boss gave Liu Jiang four gold coins and eight copper coins.

One gold coin is equivalent to ten silver coins and one hundred copper coins.

Liu Jiang hurriedly took the coins, and then carefully took it to his heart. His father helped people give spiritual rain, his mother helped people weeding, he helped people catch insects, and the people who helped them would give them some spiritual rice, which is more than a hundred kilograms of spirits. Mi is the result of all his family's hard work throughout the year.

Four hundred and eight, this was a lot of money for him, and it was heavy in the pocket of his heart.

After leaving the rice shop, Liu Jiang took the silly bird bouncing on his shoulders and head, and shuttled through the bustling streets with people coming and going.

As one of the major towns under the jurisdiction of Lingjiang Mansion, the town of Fairy Spirit is quite popular. Although the sun is scorching, the streets are full of pedestrians.