I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

Ying Rong became more confident and calmed down a bit, but Han Wenye encountered a little trouble.

That's when three days came and someone came and checked the seeds that were given to them before to see how they were growing.

Han Wenye's sprouts were pretty good because they were raised in a spirit-gathering array, but the other party still said that Han Wenye didn't have the talent for taking care of herbs, so he was just responsible for carrying water and digging the ground.

"Hey, brother, why don't you stop." Cheng Qizhi touched the spirit stone from his pocket and handed it to the senior brother. He also said that he wanted to invite the two senior brothers to drink, but the senior brother hesitated and agreed.

Han Wenye knew that Cheng Qizhi was probably trying to say something nice for him, so he just needed to prepare some spirit stones and wait.

He won't be very angry about it, he can bear these things before he cultivates.

"No, you've offended people so badly that senior brother doesn't dare to let go." Cheng Qizhi came over drunk and shook his head and said.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work." Han Wenye said and took out another three hundred spirit stones to Cheng Qizhi.

Cheng Qizhi looked at Lingshi, then at Han Wenye, and said, "I will try my best to arrange some light work for you, but I advise you to stay in your room and don't go out casually. People say that if you go out and get caught, they will deal with you ruthlessly."

"I see." Han Wenye nodded and sent Cheng Qizhi out.

Waiting for Cheng Qizhi to leave, Han Wenye sat down cross-legged and continued to practice.

He is not in a hurry to practice sword now, the important thing is to improve his aura first.

"Work, work." The next morning, someone knocked on the door and urged Han Wenye to work.

Han Wenye saw that the other party was not from Yaotian, but seemed to be someone who came here to watch the workers, and he would urge him there as long as he was a little slower.

Whoever gets close to him next to him will be said together. If this happens, no one will dare to get close to Han Wenye.

Cheng Qizhi took the time to ask Han Wenye to give that person some spirit stones, but Han Wenye smiled wryly and said that he didn't have so many spirit stones to give.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Qizhi didn't say anything, but just told him to persevere and wait for the anger that Han Wenye offended to dissipate.

"What are you waiting for? This morning's [-] tans of water are still [-] tans short. Do you want to eat?" Han Wenye urged the man after finishing his work.

Han Wenye took a breath, and got up to fetch water again. Others felt that Han Wenye was pitiful and useless, and he didn't even dare to say a word.

As for Han Wenye, it was a bit bitter, but he also had another reason for doing so.

The reason is that he discovered that the water in the Lingquan was actually richer than that in the medicine field!

Every time he carried water, he deliberately soaked his right hand in the spiritual spring for a while, and the spirit gathering array in his right hand directly absorbed the water aura in the spiritual spring.

Lingquan originally had a nourishing effect, and Han Wenye's spiritual roots became more and more watery after being soaked, and each time after absorbing the spiritual energy, Han Wenye carried the water up again, and the spiritual energy would be circulated on the way, and when he went up the mountain After that, the aura is almost consumed.

But at the same time, it also subtly improved his cultivation and exercised his body.

Every sword cultivator has to beat himself into a blunt sword and slowly sharpen it. The foundation of the original body has already been laid, and Han Wenye can improve it by honing it to a higher level at this time.

This is also the exercise method that Han Wenye learned from the tortoise shell. Han Wenye also found that if he insisted on doing it during the day, when he practiced at night, he would absorb more spiritual energy than before, and his meridians could bear the spiritual energy better. Scrub.

"Wooooo." The only thing is that Han Wenye practiced day and night like this, so he didn't have much time to care about Tunyue and Danhuogou.

The Danhuo dog is better, and it is enough to release it regularly to feed something.

But every time Tunyue came out, she felt aggrieved, and Han Wenye had to stroke it for a while to feel comfortable.

Han Wenye originally thought that Tunyue just loves to be coquettish and tender, but after a careful inspection, he found that Tunyue is also like the previous moon wolf. The master of the wild will help comb with aura, and it will be very uncomfortable.

"It's so pitiful." Han Wenye looked at Tunyue's small appearance, and combed it carefully every time. He found that Tunyue was small, but combing it took a lot of spiritual energy.

"Huh..." Daoist Ying Rong who was far away from the Four Immortals Sect breathed out comfortably. His forehead was covered with thin sweat. When he squinted his eyes, a white and fluffy tail swayed lazily. It is very comfortable.

"What do you look like?" Waiting for Dan Zhihan to see it, he said with a speechless smile.

"What's the matter?" Ying Rong has never felt so comfortable before. He has to be a million times more careful every time he touches the demon power, let alone combing the demon power. Every inch he walks is like cutting flesh with a knife.

But ever since he discovered that Han Wenye combed the monster power with ease, the most important thing is that the comfort he brought was a thousand times more comfortable. Otherwise, he wouldn't hang his robes loosely there every time, with his tail exposed It's coming, it's really out of shape.

"I noticed that your complexion and mood are getting better and better recently." Dan Zhihan reached out to touch Ying Rong's wolf tail, but the wolf tail disappeared quickly.

Ying Rong looked at Dan Zhihan with sharp and fierce eyes, he didn't look the same as before.

"Tsk, you've changed back again." Dan Zhihan looked at Ying Rong and said, "I'd like to see what face you will have when you see Han Wenye."

Hearing the sound, Ying Rong thought of Han Wenye. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "So what if I see you? People with the surname Han admire and respect me so much when they see me."

"Really?" Dan Zhihan smiled and said, "How is Xiao Han doing recently? Have you been bullied?"

"Probably not. He has been quite calm recently and has been cultivating." Ying Rong said, his spiritual sense sensed that Han Wenye called Tun Yue out, and hurriedly attached to it.

"Eh?" Through Tun Yue's eyes, Ying Rong saw that Han Wenye was treating the wound on his arm, and there were some bruises on his face, obviously he had fought with someone.

"Woohoo." Tunyue hurriedly jumped over and looked at Han Wenye.

"Don't look." Han Wenye pushed Tunyue away, and he cleaned up the wound himself, when Cheng Qizhi knocked on the door and came in.

"Are you okay? I heard you got into a fight?" Cheng Qizhi asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that when I was carrying water, they came over to do something bad." Han Wenye couldn't hold back and fought with the opponent, but he ran away after he was on guard, but he was not caught on the spot.

"Be careful." Cheng Qizhi gave Han Wen wild medicine, but Han Wenye declined saying that he had it himself.

"Take it, this one won't take your spirit stone." Cheng Qizhi threw it to Han Wenye and left.

Han Wenye put away the medicine, but it was useless.

When Han Wenye got up the next day, he was informed that his job had changed, and he was asked to dig the land, and it was still a piece of wasteland.

"Brother, we already have enough land this year. The aura in that land is already weak, and it was once harmed by poisonous insects. It's useless to turn it over." Cheng Qizhi said with a smile.

"If you tell me to turn it over, you can turn it over! I have to listen to you what I want to do?" The man who came to supervise the Hanwen savage yelled at Cheng Qizhi.

Cheng Qizhi is the leader of this medicine field, he suddenly put face down on this man, sneered and said: "This medicine field is under the control of Uncle Tu, if that's the case, I'd like to go over and find out whether I should turn it over or not." This piece of land!"

"Senior Brother Cheng." Han Wenye called out, and Cheng Qizhi waved his hand and left.

"It's all your fault, Senior Brother Cheng!" The people in the nearby medicine field all blamed Han Wenye, but Han Wenye didn't take them seriously, turned around and left.

After waiting for an hour, Cheng Qizhi looked at Han Wenye with a complicated expression and said, "Uncle Tu wants you to go find him."

"Okay." Han Wenye got up to go, Cheng Qizhi hesitated and said: "Uncle Tu loves medicinal herbs very much, you have a good talent, you might as well show it in front of him, if you can catch his eyes, you will be relieved One or two."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Cheng, for your reminder." Han Wenye smiled. He walked up from the medicine field, walked up the mountain road, and saw a small piece of exquisite bamboo houses.

The bamboo house is surrounded by various medicinal herbs of different heights, and Han Wenye knew at a glance that the medicinal herbs planted here are better ones.

"Han Wenye pays homage to Uncle Tu." Han Wenye stood at the door and shouted loudly. After a while, two young brothers came out from inside, took a look at Han Wenye before entering the room.

"My master let you in." The younger brother said bluntly, and Han Wenye nodded and walked in.

When he stepped in, he felt some unusual aura fluctuations. After a moment of blurred vision, Han Wenye found that the surrounding herbs suddenly grew wildly, and rushed towards him.

"Medical staff." Han Wenye called out the medicinal staff, and the wood aura was attached to it. The halo of light from the medicinal staff touched the crazy herbs, and the medicinal herbs shrank back tremblingly.

Han Wenye walked in while pushing away the herbs, but found that the little brother in Tsing Yi who was standing in front of him with a smile just now had disappeared.

"It's another formation!" Han Wenye shouted angrily. He tried to walk a few steps, but he was still spinning around in place, and his spiritual energy was constantly being consumed.

"Enough!" After being hit by the medicinal stick, the surrounding herbs suddenly grew another section, which became as tall as a tree and hit Han Wenye's head and face.

Han Wenye knew that this was caused by someone deliberately urging the formation, so he put away the staff bluntly, and let the herbs come to wrap himself.

"Huh?" Some people in the room saw him give up struggling like this, and when they were a little surprised, they found that the herbs he controlled were shrinking and shrinking.

"Absorbed spiritual energy?" Someone in the room shouted, seeing Han Wenye's robe bulging, it was obviously a reaction of excessive spiritual energy.

"Master, please see Han Wenye!" After speaking, Han Wenye condensed the spiritual energy he had absorbed, aimed at the air in front of him, and hit it regardless!

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