Sovereign to Immortality/C44 Arrival
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C44 Arrival

As a Martial Disciple, Yang Tian was just able to cultivate three acres of low-grade magic rank spiritual farmland. However, even with the help of a packhorse, he was only able to cultivate two and a half acres of the spiritual farmland with the help of Han Xiumei and Yang Tian.

In fact, Yang Tian and his wife always had to find time to cultivate. Yang Tian Gang also had to deal with the big and small matters of the village, so not to mention two and a half mu of spirit farmland, it was already good enough for the two of them and an animal to take care of one and a half mu.

Yang Tieniu and Yang Qingniu were both experts at the fifth level of the Mortal Realm. When they first came to the Tuqiu Village with Yang Tian from the Green Stone Town, they had each barely shared a portion of the spirit farmland, and later, they had divided it into six portions to rent a single acre and a half spirit farmlands that Yang Tian could not grow. A cultivator at the fifth level of the Mortal Realm had already reached the limit of caring for six portions of the spirit farmland.

Yang Tian's remaining 90% spirit field could only continue to be leased to the spirit farmers of the other spiritless fields in the village for farming. Half of his annual harvest would be turned over to Yang Tian's family for rent.

Even so, there were still many farmers in the village who wished to rent spiritual fields from the Yang family, because the spiritual energy in the spiritual fields of the Yang village was maintained very well. More importantly, the spiritual fields that were rented by the Yang family could be irrigated with spiritual well water, and the harvest was a little higher than the other spiritual fields.

Although the Yang family could be considered as a big family in the Green Stone Town of Chenyu County, there were still many branch family members living in poverty, and it was impossible for the Yang family to take care of them one by one. These years, the Yang family had been trying their best to get close to the Heaven Shaking Sect, and had given a large amount of cultivation resources to the cultivator of the Heaven Shaking Sect.

At this time, if Yang Tian could use the spirit field in the Green Stone Town to attract the Yang clansmen to come, even if it was just renting, there would probably be many people who would come.

In the cultivation world, if a spirit farmer could cultivate three portions of spirit farmland, he would be able to maintain a family of five. A cultivator at the fifth level of the Mortal Realm would only be able to cultivate sixty portions of spirit farmland at most.

If the Yang family gained the nine-part field rented to the village's spirit farming village, and added with the seven-part spirit field divided this time, even if they promised Su Bao Zhang twenty to thirty percent of the spirit farmland, they could still recruit three to five Yang family members from the Green Stone Town to come and serve them. And with the help of her own family, Yang Tian's control over the Tuqiu village would definitely be more strict.

After the father and son talked at night, Yang Junshan once again returned to his day and night training life. Yang Tian didn't know if he was moved by his suggestion, but it seemed that he had been to the Green Stone Town a few days ago. Yang Junshan couldn't figure out what his father was doing.

At night, the villagers came to visit one after another, talking about the split of the spirit farmland. Yang Junshan patiently went to the pomegranate forest in the west mountain to hide.

Half a month passed just like that. On this morning, Yang Junshan crushed the last bag of earth he dug up in the pomegranate forest into a pile of mud and sprinkled it on his family's spirit field.

The spirit field that Yang Junshan was in was the largest in the entire Tuqiu Village, with a total area of one mu and three parts. It was also the spirit field that the Yang Tiangang couple had never cultivated with their own hands before.

Although the foot of the Western Mountain had nurtured three acres of spirit farmland in one go, in reality, those spirit farmlands were also divided into several pieces. The cultivation process of the spirit farmland was extremely meticulous.

At the foot of Yang Jun's mountain, the largest plot of spirit farmland in the Tuqiu Village was originally close to two adjacent fields, but the area added up to only one mu of two points. Later, after being assigned to Yang Tian's name, Yang Tian had used the spirit well water and other methods to raise the common plot of land between the two fields to the spirit farmland, and the two pieces of spirit farmland had also been completely transformed into one, increasing the area by one mu.

The spiritual energy of the pomegranate wood cave had soaked Yang Junshan's sprinkling, and the quality of the spiritual soil reached the mid-grade Dharma rank. Although it was like a cup of water in comparison to the huge area of this spiritual field, it could at least make the amount of spiritual energy contained in the soil for the next two to three years to be completely lost.

In the spirit farmland, the grain was perfectly round and full. With the gentle breeze blowing, a wave of valley waves bullied the grain, causing it to release traces of refreshing spiritual energy.

At this time, a beast carriage was approaching from the road outside the village. At the same time, over ten people from the village came out to greet them. The person in the lead was one of the three Martial Disciples, Zhang Huzi's father, Blacksmith Zhang.

Yang Junshan seemed to have understood something. As he turned around to look at the beast carriage, he saw someone getting off it. Who else could it be other than the father of the number one genius of Mengyu County, Zhang Chenghong?

The two of them greeted each other with great familiarity, and then the blacksmith seemed to introduce him to the people of the Earth Hill Village behind them. When facing the others, Zhang Chenghong immediately appeared very reserved, and the group of Earth Hill villagers all had proud expressions after they finished paying their respects.

It could be seen that the maturation of the spirit farmland was imminent, and the spirit farmers of the Tuqiu Village could no longer sit still. Even Yang Tian had invited his seventh uncle, An Xia, as a backup just in case.

However, all of this was not something that Yang Junshan could interfere with. At the moment, he was completely focused on refining immortal spirits and breaking through to the Great Circle of the Second Stage.

These days, he had been cultivating in the pomegranate forest and the Spirit Spring Water Cave. With the help of the rich spiritual energy, not only was the speed of refining immortal spirits greatly increased, but the cultivation of the Mountain Lord's Map had also greatly improved.

Now that Yang Junshan had cultivated two of the eight pictures of the crouching tiger and the tiger, the main function of the crouching tiger was to heal and recover. Yang Junshan had cultivated two of the eight pictures of the crouching tiger and the tiger, and the main function of the eight pictures of the crouching tiger was to heal and recover.

However, Yang Junshan had already discovered that with his current cultivation level and physical strength, he was unable to bear the burden of cultivating the other Six Paths of Mountains. He didn't know how far his cultivation base and physical body had increased before he was qualified to continue cultivating.

Nowadays, whenever Yang Junshan cultivated the Lying Tiger Painting, the bones in his body would emit explosive sounds like thunder. In his previous life, Yang Junshan only appeared when he had reached the upper levels of the Mortal Realm, and the most direct effect of the strengthening of his body was the increase in his strength.

However, even though he was extremely satisfied with the increase in strength of his body, Yang Junshan could still feel some unknown changes happening to his bones while he was cultivating the Tiger's Painting. Because he didn't know if the result of this change was good or bad, he still felt a little apprehensive.

The immortal essence within the bear's gall has been completely refined by Yang Junshan. Now, outside of the immortal spiritual cavities in Yang Junshan's courage, the surging immortal essence was like a lake filled with energy, waiting for the barrier of the immortal cavities to break, the surging immortal essence would completely open and expand like a torrent.

However, the tiger tooth fairy behind Yang Junshan's back shrunk to the size of a pinky under Yang Junshan's continuous refining. However, Yang Junshan encountered some trouble while refining the last piece of immortal spirit, perhaps because this was the last piece that was condensed by the tiger tooth immortal spirit essence, thus the refining speed became extremely slow.

After cultivating in the pomegranate forest for a few days without much progress, Yang Junshan helplessly returned to the village. As soon as he entered the village, he heard that Xu Jing had already refined the intermediate grade spirit hyacinth.

Everyone said that this was a show of goodwill from their future junior sister, because once Xu Jing advanced to the third level, it was very likely that he would become an outer disciple of the Heaven Shaking Sect, just like what the Lord Guardian had done. And in the Wasteland Town, there had already been no such talent.

And today was the day of Xu Lei's and Xu Jing's engagement. The Xu had already arranged a great banquet in the village, and it was said that even the Guardian had sent someone to give them an extremely precious gift.

Arriving in front of the Xu family's mansion, he saw from afar that Xu Lei and Xu Jing were toasting to the guests who had come to celebrate. The arrogance on the smiling Xu Jing's face had disappeared, but it was replaced by a bit of self-confidence, especially the calmness on the face of this girl. No matter how he looked at it, Yang Junshan felt that he should prepare enough sympathy for Xu Lei's future.

"Brother, where have you been these past few days?"

While eating, he said in a vague voice, "Brother, you don't know how arrogant Zhang Hu was a few days ago. He said that the pharmacist Zhang who came to his house was going to refine a concentrated pill for him and help him break through to the Immortal Spirit Aperture. When he opens his Spiritual Aperture, he will be the number one young master of the Tu Qiu Village."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "A few days ago? Didn't he already boast that he was the number one young expert? Does that mean that he himself knows that he doesn't live up to his name? "

"That's right, let me tell you, that girl Xu Jing is really strong. A few days ago when Xu Jing came back from town, he was met by Zhang Huzi, who called his 'Xu Lei's little wife' from far away. I don't know if she said some other rogue words or something, but in a short while, she pissed his off. What do you think happened next?"

He swallowed the delicious food in his mouth with all his might, and seeing that Yang Junshan didn't answer his question, he didn't mind. He continued to say: "And then, Zhang Huzi was beaten up by Xu Jing! Bro, why didn't I know that this girl was so fierce before! Even Zhang Hu Zi was not his opponent, no wonder he was an outer disciple of the Heaven Shaking Sect! "

Yang Junping spoke happily, but Yang Junshan wasn't surprised at all. It seemed like the answer to this question was already known to Yang Junshan.

Just as he turned around to leave, he saw a chubby little boy running over with his little sister, followed by a beautiful little tiger cub. He heard his little sister calling out as she ran, "Big brother, second brother, Seventh Aunt and Seventh Uncle's family is here. Dad is telling you two to hurry back!"

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