In the world of cultivating immortals, people can fight with everyone on equal terms.

Li Zhoujun glanced at Hu Qinyi, whose eyes widened with surprise, smiled slightly and nodded: "Of course."

In fact, the formation inside this hoe is rather mysterious.

But don't forget, Li Zhoujun is the grand master of the ninth-grade spiritual formation, and he can learn this formation at a glance.

It is not difficult to refine such a hoe again.

"Thank you for your love, senior!"

Hu Qinyi excitedly took the spiritual hoe from Li Zhoujun.

As an alchemist, what Hu Qinyi needs most is herbal medicine.

But where do good-quality herbs come from?

Doesn’t it just have to come from the soil?

But this spiritual hoe can turn ordinary soil that can be seen everywhere into spiritual soil. Although it is thin, you may plant herbs once or twice, and then the spiritual energy will be gone, and the soil will turn back to ordinary soil.

But as long as the hoe is there, nothing is a problem. If it is gone, we can dig again!

Make some small talk.

Yu Ziyue, Yiyan Zhenren, Hu Qinyi, and Xiao Shi respectfully said goodbye to Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun also watched several people leave in the clouds.

…

"Master, where Mr. Li is, the spiritual energy seems to be very strong. It doesn't look like a place where evil cultivators have been."

On the way, Xiao Shi couldn't help but look at his master and said.

Yu Ziyue said with emotion: "As the saying goes, if the mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits."

As he said that, Yu Ziyue had respect in his eyes and looked back to see the distant mountain top that had turned into a black dot.

When the companions Yiyan Zhenren and Hu Qinyi heard this, their eyes widened immediately.

To be called an immortal in the mouth of a powerful person who transforms into gods, that young man is definitely a strong person at the virtual immortal level!

At this time, Yu Ziyue looked at Hu Qinyi with some envy and said: "Elder Hu, the formations contained in the spiritual hoe in your hand are so mysterious that even I can't understand them. Most of them came from Mr. Li himself. hand."

When Hu Qinyi heard this, she looked stunned, glanced at the hoe in her hand, and said with some reluctance: "If Grandmaster Yu likes this thing, I can give this thing to Grandmaster Yu."

To be honest, Hu Qinyi is definitely not willing.

But she could tell that Yu Ziyue was very greedy for this hoe.

But unexpectedly, Yu Ziyue said with a serious look: "Elder Hu, this thing was given to you by Mr. Li. It was your opportunity, but you gave it to me. This is causing me to offend Mr. Li. This will never happen." No!"

Hu Qinyi was dumbfounded. She did not expect that Yu Ziyue, a cultivator in the realm of gods and a grand master of the fifth-grade spiritual formation, would be so in awe of Mr. Li.

She couldn't help but be curious about who this Mr. Li was.

And Yu Ziyue was very nervous when he heard that Hu Qinyi was going to give him the hoe.

After all, how can the opportunity given by a true immortal be so easy to cut off?

At the same time, Yu Ziyue told Hu Qinyi: "The hoe in your hand is a rare treasure in the world. It is enough to make a lonely sect rise. After all, with this hoe, you can plant elixirs widely, enough to supply food." Many low-level monks are cultivating. As the saying goes, a man is not guilty of carrying a jade. Remember not to expose your wealth, otherwise it will attract the attention of interested people, which is not a good thing. "

Hu Qinyi nodded and said, "I have taken note of Grandmaster Yu's words."

…

In a blink of an eye.

The time came on the second night.

Xu Azuo came to Li Zhoujun's thatched house with a worried heart.

But he found Li Zhoujun sitting by the bonfire by the stream, grilling fish.

Although there was no life here when I came here.

But since Li Zhoujun eliminated the female soul cultivator and settled here.

The spiritual energy here also gathered more and more as Li Zhoujun's system automatically hung up to practice, and naturally attracted many living beings.

Make this place come alive.

"Sir, it's so late, you're grilling fish." Xu Azuo smelled the aroma of fish and sat down next to Li Zhoujun.

"In this situation, what should we do if we don't have some midnight snack?" Li Zhoujun looked at the flowing stream next to him and said with a smile: "Take this pill back and give it to your mother."

With that said, Li Zhoujun took out the elixir Hu Qinyi gave him and handed it to Xu Azuo.

Xu Azuo took the elixir with a look of surprise and asked, "Sir, can this elixir really save my mother?"

"Yeah." Li Zhoujun nodded and smiled.

"I finally came to the end and can go out into the wild!" Xu A held the elixir in his left hand and shed tears of emotion.

Li Zhoujun: "..."

Indeed, your approach is really wild.

But Li Zhoujun could tell that this little guy seemed to be all about having fun.

But isn’t he really sensible?

Otherwise, why would he go out in the middle of the night to look for herbs that can cure diseases and save lives in order not to worry his mother?

Perhaps many of his jokes were just a child's attempt to add hope to his already gloomy life.

Thinking of this, Li Zhoujun felt that Xu Azuo was a talent that could be developed.

But it is a pity that when Li Zhoujun's spiritual consciousness came to him, he turned out to be a complete waste of spiritual practice. Just like himself before, he had no spiritual roots at all.

It's a pity.

Li Zhoujun sighed inwardly. It was rare that he really had a love for talent.

"Do you want to eat fish?" Li Zhoujun asked Xu Azuo.

"I won't eat anymore. I'll go back and save my mother first." Xu Zuo said cheerfully on his immature face.

"Go." Li Zhoujun smiled.

"Sir, take your leave." Xu Azuo stood up and bowed to Li Zhoujun.

Xu Zuo's home is a house made of stones, with a roof covered with straw.

The door was just a simple wooden door made of several pieces of wood fixed together with mortise and tenon structure.

When he pushed open the door and saw the pale-lipped, skinny woman on the bed, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

When his father was alive, his mother was also a famous village beauty in the village.

But since his father passed away, all the labor work was done by his mother alone, and her health was naturally getting worse day by day. In just a few years, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her skin was tanned by the sun, and she no longer had the charm of a village beauty in the past.

"A Zuo, don't go out at night. Mom knows her illness and she won't live long. If you have an accident, how can I explain to your father in the underworld?" The woman on the bed heard the movement, and there was comfort and reluctance in her voice.

The comfort was that her son had grown up and could stand on his own.

The reluctance was that her son had not grown up yet, but she could not be with him.

But I don't know what the woman would think if she knew.

What her son said in front of Li Zhoujun.

"Mom, I met a gentleman the day before yesterday. He said he had a prescription for tetanus that could cure your mother. I went to get the medicine tonight." Xu Azuo wiped his wet eyes and said to the woman on the bed.

"How is that possible?" The woman smiled bitterly: "You little guy, I'm afraid you have been deceived by those people again? Did you promise him that you would help him no matter whether the medicine can cure your mother or not?"

Obviously, Azuo's family has no money.

But there are coolies.

So they can only owe the money for the medicine and repay it by selling coolies.

The word "again" in the woman's mouth means that Azuo has been deceived more than once.