I'm adding some immortality to my life, how should I respond?

Su Bai returned to the house.

He was comprehending the inheritance of the first-level low-grade talisman master that he bought out of spite.

With the help of the divine consciousness.

He understood it quite quickly.

In this inheritance, there is a complete guide on how to make a paintbrush.

How to develop spiritual ink.

How to make animal skins and make them into usable blank talismans.

And how to use spiritual wood to make talisman paper.

He doesn't have spiritual wood now, but he has monster skins.

In the busy farming time that follows.

In his spare time after farming, Su Bai will make paintbrushes and spiritual ink according to the methods in the jade slip inheritance.

At the same time, he cuts animal skins to make blank talismans.

Although it is a bit extravagant to use the first-level middle-grade monster skins.

But using high-level animal skins to draw low-level talismans can increase the success rate.

This is also to quickly get started with the talisman master.

Comforting himself in his heart.

Looking at the monster skin in his hand with some pain.

If this is sold, it will be enough for at least thirty low-grade spirit stones!

This day.

After Su Bai performed the Spring Breeze and Rain Spell again.

Sitting by the field to rest.

"Xiao Bai, you look so tired, why don't you find someone to help you?"

At this time, a somewhat teasing voice came from next door.

Su Bai turned her head to look.

An uncle with white hair on his temples was teasing her while taking a break.

"Haha, Uncle Wang, I'm still young, let's talk about it later."

Uncle Wang is at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and he can farm much faster than Su Bai.

While Su Bai was still working hard to cast spells, he was already resting.

Seeing that Su Bai was done with his work, he was bored.

So he came to chat with the little girl.

After listening to Su Bai's words, Uncle Wang stopped teasing.

He was old, and he was just talking casually.

It's just that farming is really boring, and he can't go anywhere.

After Su Bai rested for a while and was about to go back to the house, he saw Uncle Wang calling him over mysteriously. Su Bai shook his head helplessly, thinking that he was just entertaining the old man. So he walked to the edge of the field. He said unhappily: "Uncle Wang, I'm almost exhausted today. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. I want to go back and rest." Seeing Su Bai's impatient look, Uncle Wang coughed and didn't keep him in suspense. He whispered to Su Bai: "Xiaobai, have you heard that the Purple Cloud Secret Realm is about to open." Purple Cloud Secret Realm... Hearing this news, Su Bai looked at Uncle Wang in surprise. She shook her head. The secret realm has nothing to do with low-level cultivators like her. Seeing Su Bai's confused look, Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "If the secret realm is opened, it will not be very peaceful recently." Su Bai understood this. After all, Su Bai's parents insisted on going to the secret realm to look for opportunities.

As a result, both of them died.

But...

"But we are in Zizhu Xianfang, there is a mountain protection formation here."

Who knew that Uncle Wang would show a look of contempt when he heard about the mountain protection formation.

"Xiaobai, you are still too young. This Ziyun Secret Realm opens once every fifty years. I have experienced the last opening."

"I can still remember the scene at that time. Guess what."

How would I know!

Su Bai complained in his heart.

Uncle Wang seemed to recall the scene at that time, and his body shuddered.

"At that time, the secret realm attracted many cultivators from other places. Zizhu Xianfang was overcrowded. There were people looking for trouble every day. The three major families could not handle it at all."

"Not to mention the internal chaos, there are also a lot of robbery cultivators outside. Whether you can survive outside depends on luck."

In Uncle Wang's description.

Even if Su Bai had not experienced it personally, she knew how chaotic it was at that time.

Those monks who wanted to participate in the secret realm.

They would even drive the original spiritual farmers out of the broken wooden houses where they lived and occupy them.

So Uncle Wang said it was not peaceful.

Su Bai nodded her cute little head.

She knew that chaos was coming.

But she couldn't stop it.

"Uh, Uncle Wang, why are you telling me this."

Su Bai looked at Uncle Wang, not knowing the purpose of his telling her this news.

A trace of pity flashed in Uncle Wang's eyes.

"Your parents and I are good friends."

"Xiao Bai, your parents died when you were young, and I watched you grow up."

"I remind you because I want to tell you that the day when the Purple Cloud Secret Realm opens is approaching."

"Let's plant two more waves of spiritual rice, pack up our belongings and run away, and come back when the storm is over."

Uncle Wang knew how terrifying it was for monks to fight for an opportunity.

He didn't want a child as young as Su Bai to be involved.

He is over 60 this year, and even if he has some cultivation, he can't stop his appearance from fading.

His face has already shown signs of aging.Knowing that he had no hope of cultivating immortals in this life, he had already planned to return to the secular world to marry and have children.

Reminding Su Bai was a kindness before he left the world of cultivating immortals.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, I will pay attention."

Su Bai nodded obediently.

Anyway, if it was dangerous, he would dig a hole and hide in Dawu.

Then wait for him to come back in ten or eight years.

Later, Su Bai asked about the opening time of the Purple Cloud Secret Realm.

When she heard that the secret realm would start in three years.

Her eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. She wanted to take advantage of the chaos and get rid of Wang Mazi and his people!

After chatting with Uncle Wang for a few words.

Su Bai did not continue to pay attention to this matter.

She still had to continue to comprehend the inheritance of the talisman master.

Just after the day when Uncle Wang talked to Su Bai.

Uncle Wang seemed to really start preparing to run away.

Su Bai was still not anxious.

Planted his own land with peace of mind.

Four weeks later.

The spiritual rice in the spiritual field has sprouted and grown.

Su Bai was patrolling the field to check for pests.

Then he saw a black shadow flying in the sky in the distance.

It was a flying magic weapon.

He looked up.

It was Manager Lin.

This guy has come here almost every three days in the past two weeks.

He seemed to be checking whether the spiritual farmers were working.

This situation made Su Bai frown slightly.

In the past, the people of the Lin family didn't care much about the spiritual farmers.

They would come to collect the rent when the harvest was good.

As long as the spiritual rice that belonged to the spiritual field rented by the Lin family was paid in full, it would be fine.

The appearance of Manager Lin made Su Bai understand that what Uncle Wang said might be true.

There are not many young people on the spiritual farmers side.

Many of them are older, and they work hard to save some spiritual stones for the younger generations in their families.

But it is also because of this.

These spiritual farmers have experienced a lot, and any rumor will make them feel that something is wrong.

After all, they are a group of people who either get together to gossip or go to the tavern to brag after work every day.

Not to mention the big event that the Purple Cloud Secret Realm is about to open.

Of course, in addition to Uncle Wang who intends to leave the world of immortal cultivation and return to the secular world.

There are also people who are sharpening their knives to get a chance.

Su Bai has seen several spiritual farmers spend their family property to buy better magic tools and elixirs.

It seems that they are ready to use their remaining lifespan to take a gamble.

Maybe they can get a chance for their descendants.

Then a family of immortal cultivation may appear directly.

Feeling this atmosphere of impending storm.

After Su Bai finished his farm work, it was rare for him not to stay in his cabin.

Instead, he came out to stroll on the street.

It was rare for him to come out.

Su Bai found that there were many more people on the street.

They should be from other places.

This situation made Su Bai mess up his hair a little more.

He walked along the corner with his eyes dull.

These foreign cultivators must have wanted to try their luck in the Ziyun Secret Realm.