After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

As the eve of Lingmai matures, Ye Lige becomes increasingly uneasy and always feels that something bad will happen.

The soul-locking chain sneered, "You're a kid who doesn't know much, so who cares about these handfuls of rice noodles?"

Ye Lige didn't think so. The harvest of the spiritual wheat she planted was good. If she followed the previous agreement, she could keep two-thirds, which was a lot of resources.

Different environments have different effects.

This kind of spiritual wheat, grown in an environment with sufficient soul breath and spiritual energy, will definitely be of great benefit to spiritual consciousness and cultivation if consumed for a long time.

She had a hunch that if she didn't turn in enough money, something bad would happen.

Dahei has been eating well recently and is very fat and strong. He said with great force: "Don't worry, little fairy, whoever dares to take Lingmai's idea, I will bite them to death."

Ye Lige still doesn't feel at ease enough. Dahei can handle one or two people, but what if there are a group of people?

Soul Locking Chain: "A group of golden elixir monks came to grab rice noodles, why is it so..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent, "Someone is really coming!"

A group of fifteen golden elixir ghost cultivators approached quietly.

Apart from the spiritual wheat that is about to be harvested in the fields, is there anything more valuable here?

Of course, Ye Lige herself is quite valuable. If others don't know it, they can't catch her.

A group of people approached in the dark, and one of them said: "Boss, am I right? More than 1000 acres are all made of Lingmai."

Another person continued: "How many meals of Lingmai noodles are enough for us?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that just plain Lingmai noodles could have such a big effect."

"No, just by refining a bowl of noodles, your cultivation and consciousness have grown a lot."

"Have you checked?"

"Everything has been investigated, don't worry!"

"A foundation-building kid with a ninth-level Beibei Wolf!"

"Let's kill the wolf first, and then sell the child. It will be a resource inside and out."

"Yeah yeah!"

In a short time, these people arranged for Ye Lige and Dahei.

The one called the boss was a ghost cultivator with perfect golden elixir. He coughed twice and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Just stop it!"

More than a dozen ghosts plunged into the Lingmai field, smelling the unique fragrance of Lingmai, and seemed to have improved their cultivation.

They were all harvesting without giving an inch of wheat, and no one thought of the child who was sowing spiritual wheat.

In the midair, at some point, a layer of light white mist floated up, and the white mist spread in circles.

The most powerful boss suddenly said: "Don't take it away, these are all mine!"

"There is no owner of the treasure, it belongs to whoever grabs it."

"Yes, this is the rule when we form a team."

The boss was angry at that time, "The strong are respected, I'm talking about the rules."

The boss drew out his magical weapon, and at an unexpected speed, killed the other two people who openly defied him.

He had long wanted to chop these two thorns to death, because they were so powerful along the way.

"Which one of you, among you, dares to disobey?"

In fact, it is not all confusion, and some people have found something wrong.

However, the boss's eyes are all red, who dares to touch his bad luck?

"Boss, please accept the treasure I just harvested!"

The moment the boss was satisfied and ready to receive the treasure, the other two came over to kill him in unison.

"what--"

In the large formation that could not be seen by the outside world, the spiritual power fluctuated for a moment, and the soul energy tumbled. This group of people killed each other regardless of whether they were friends or foes.

Half an hour later, there was no breath at all.

Ye Lige, who was resting in the small thatched house, stretched out and murmured, "I just want to cultivate a land in peace, why is it so difficult!"

It's no wonder she lamented that in just three days, there were several waves of ghost cultivators who wanted to steal the spiritual wheat.

The most, more than 50, were all at the Golden Core realm.

If she hadn't been prepared, she would have died long ago.

Or, even if the person still has breath, he will not be able to complete the task and will miss the promise at Yaowang Island.

Soul-locking chain: "Child, is that bead of yours a precious treasure of the Fox clan?"

Ye Lige: "That's right!"

Soul-locking chain: "Tsk, thanks to it!"

The overlapping combination of Yejia's seven-ring formation and the magic formation with magic beads as the eyes can even trick the Nascent Soul Lord.

There are pitfalls everywhere in life. You plot against others, and others plot against you. It all depends on who is smarter.

When I first came to Yaowang Island, I signed a contract with this unsmiling mother-in-law, which clarified the rights and obligations of both parties.

Ye Lige carefully read it three times and asked Xiao Ke to help check and fill in the gaps.

As a result, when I turned in Lingmai, I discovered that under the signed agreement, a line of small words appeared at some point.

It was a supplementary contract, and the general content was that if she failed to complete the task, she would farm here for free for 100 years.

100 years, what a huge pit!

The housekeeper's mother-in-law collected enough spirit wheat according to the rules, and her face rarely looked better.

He even showed a smile, but actually his folds trembled, "Do you want to renew your contract, kid?"

Even if it was a [-]% discount compared to the first time, Ye Lige quickly shook his head, "My Dahei wants to go around!"

Riding on Dahei's back and about to leave this spiritual wheat field, Ye Lige suddenly turned around and said, "Mother-in-law, you and that grandpa stayed behind when the secret realm was opened last time, right?"

Visibly, the mother-in-law who had not yet left stiffened, "I, I don't know what you are talking about!"

Ye Lige laughed and patted Dahei on the head: "Let's go and get to know the senior who makes delicious noodles!"

She has eaten Lingmai rice twice. After refining, it can indeed increase her spiritual power and soul power, which may be worthy of competition in the outside world.

This is in the secret realm of Huangquan. If you hunt any soul rabbit and roast it, you will get unexpected growth.

Not to mention that the group of golden elixir monks couldn't hunt them, her Dahei would hunt a bunch of them every day.

Therefore, the noodle seller is very important.

……

There is a shop in Wulong Town that has a particularly good business. The shop only has one staple food, and that is noodles.

Recently, Mrs. Tian, ​​the owner of the shop, her eyelids kept twitching once or twice from time to time. She didn't pay attention to it at first, but she became more and more happy, which was very depressing.

Throwing down the rolling pin, he called to the new guy, "Xiao Qi, come and look after the store!"

She had to go to the blind monk on the street to make a fortune. She felt uneasy and could no longer do business.

Xiao Qi is Qi Yuanrong. Ever since he ate a bowl of spiritual food noodles from Mrs. Tian in the secret realm, he has felt that his health has improved, and although his cultivation has not increased, it has not regressed.

Others went looking for Lingmai, but he stayed and became a shop assistant.

As soon as the fortune-telling blind monk came out of the stall, Mrs. Tian hurried over and said, "Master monk, I am your first customer, you have to give me half price!"

The blind monk sat down with his hands on the chair. After counting with his left and right hands, he pushed forward with both hands, "Come on, come on, I won't do your business today!"

Aunt Tian suddenly turned pale: "Can you break it? I'll pay double the amount!"

The blind monk said: "Ah, I have a feeling, I have to go to retreat!"

As soon as the man stood up, he heard a voice in his consciousness that made his ear drums buzz, "Ha, Qin Butian, let me see where you are running away!"

The great monk didn't even want what he had just laid out, and disappeared in a flash...