If the bragging comes true, then it doesn’t count as bragging.

Old man Zhao went into seclusion.

Zhao Yanran began to deal with sect affairs.

Fuyun Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is a spiritual field.

In the spiritual field.

There is a field of golden rice.

It’s almost the harvest time in Linggu.

The spiritual farmers who planted the crops stepped up patrols to prevent the nearly mature millet from being eaten by birds and animals.

While they were patrolling.

But found.

Great changes have taken place on Fuyun Mountain.

In front of them, there was an extra staircase made of stone.

The stairs go all the way to the top of Fuyun Mountain.

"What happened?"

Lingnong looked at the stairs that appeared out of thin air curiously, and secretly speculated in his heart.

When I was thinking about what kind of immortal trick this was.

A graceful figure.

He flew down directly from the top of Fuyun Mountain without using any magic weapon.

The spiritual farmers who saw this scene stared.

"Flying in the air, is this the foundation building period?"

"Is the Immortal breaking through the foundation?"

The spiritual farmers were shocked.

Although they are ordinary people.

Without the spiritual roots of cultivation, you will never be able to enter the path of cultivation.

But they have heard some basic common sense.

During the Qi Refining Stage, monks can only fly with their swords.

Only monks who have broken through the foundation-building stage can achieve aerial flight without borrowing foreign objects.

They also recognized this graceful figure.

It was Zhao Yanran, the immortal who was very friendly to them and never scolded them easily.

Seeing that Zhao Yanran has broken through the foundation building stage.

The spiritual farmers were extremely excited.

In this world.

Ordinary people's lives are as cheap as grass.

Some monks' attitude towards mortals is no different from that towards ants.

They can kill mortals at will without any mercy.

under these circumstances.

Mortals can only survive and develop by relying on powerful sects.

The stronger the sect, the safer the mortals they depend on will be.

In the realm of Fuyun Sect, the forces with foundation-building monks are already at the level of overlords.

"Congratulations to the Immortal for your breakthrough."

The spiritual farmers had already knelt down and shouted enthusiastically.

Zhao Yanran slowly landed on the ground, waved her hand and released a burst of spiritual power to help the spiritual farmers up: "No need to be polite, please get up."

Under the influence of spiritual power.

Hundreds of spirit farmers who were kneeling at the scene stood up uncontrollably.

see this scene.

The spiritual farmers thought again: "The Immortal has indeed become powerful."

Immortals used to be very polite, but when they asked them to stand up, they always shouted with their mouths.

Now I can use my spiritual power to directly support them.

He is worthy of being a monk in the foundation building stage.

Zhao Yanran came here mainly because the master gave her a spiritual field transformation fluid.

It is said that this spiritual field transformation liquid can directly transform 100 acres of wasteland into spiritual fields.

After so many verifications, Zhao Yanran already believed 100% in Ning Yuan's words.

After hearing that this transformation fluid was so magical, I rushed over immediately.

at the foot of the mountain.

Large tracts of wasteland.

It is full of weeds.

Zhao Yanran looked at one of the wastelands, waved her hand, and fired out a burst of fire spiritual power.

A large piece of weeds was burned instantly.

Followed by.

Zhao Yanran opened the Lingtian Transformation Fluid in her hand and swayed it out.

Under her intentional spiritual control.

After the liquid spilled out, it fell evenly into the wasteland of burning weeds.

Just listen to the sizzling sound.

The liquid dripped into the soil, mixed with the soil, and actually produced countless spiritual white mist.

"Ah, this is it?"

See this amazing scene.

Next to Zhao Yanran.

Several elderly spiritual farmers immediately lost their composure.

They didn't care that the immortal was still nearby and stumbled up.

Arriving at the land filled with spiritual mist.

Regardless of whether it was dirty or not, I just grabbed a handful of dirt.

First, I looked at the composition of the soil, and then took a sniff at the tip of my nose.

A special earthy aroma penetrated the noses of the spiritual farmers.

"Ah, this is spiritual soil. This is spiritual soil where spiritual grains can be grown."

The old farmers shouted excitedly.

They say practice makes perfect.

For example, some people have been working as electricians for many years and can tell whether there is electricity by just touching it with their hands.

The same goes for these spiritual farmers who farm.

As soon as they got the soil, they knew it was spiritual soil.

The spiritual soil is the spiritual field.

For spiritual farmers, spiritual fields are their lifeblood.

They who farm are not afraid of anything but the lack of farmland.

Only in the spiritual field can we grow all kinds of spiritual things needed for practice.

But in the north.

The number of spiritual fields is relatively rare.

Their Fuyun Sect only has a total of 300 acres of spiritual land.

And now, with just a wave of his hand, the Immortal has transformed so much wasteland into spiritual fields that can be planted.

This made the spiritual farmers burst into tears.

"Immortal, can these spiritual fields be planted by us?" an old spiritual farmer asked hopefully.

Zhao Yanran smiled: "Of course, I will plant them all for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"No, no, no." The spiritual farmers were all excited.

The more they plant things like spiritual fields, the more they get.

Wait until they save enough money.

You can also find a way to send your descendants into the sect to practice.

"Even if we don't sleep, we still have to cultivate these spiritual fields. Immortal, don't worry." The spiritual farmers assured Zhao Yanran directly.

"That's good!"

"I am here to announce a decision. You can keep 4% of the spiritual grains harvested from the future, and the remaining 6% can be given to the sect." Zhao Yanran said to everyone.

Zhao Yanran's words fell on the ears of the spiritual farmers like thunder.

The spiritual farmers were shocked.

"Leave 4%?"

"Oh my god, this is too much."

"If this is the case, I will soon be able to raise enough 5000 kilograms of spiritual grain to allow our son to enter the Fuyun Sect and become a registered disciple."

"Long live the immortal."

The spiritual farmers once again knelt down to thank the immortal for his great kindness.

After Zhao Yanran helped them up again.

Then a large amount of wasteland began to be transformed.

The master gave her a full 100 copies of Lingtian Transformation Fluid.

This means that she can transform 1 acres of spiritual land.

Wait until all these 1 acres of spiritual fields are planted with spiritual grains and harvest.

Zhao Yanran couldn't even imagine how rich she would be.

【Really a coward】

【I dare to think】

in the sky.

Ning Yuan's muttering was heard.

Zhao Yanran's ears turned red.

How did the master know her idea?

Can an expert see into her thoughts?

It's really too embarrassing.

How did Ning Yuan know Zhao Yanran's thoughts.

Of course it’s the text narration that occasionally pops up on the game screen.

This text narration sometimes reveals Zhao Yanran's inner thoughts.

Fuyun Sect, at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Yanran is acting as a hard-working little bee, rapidly transforming the spiritual field.

Sudden.

A "woof" sound came from high in the sky.

Zhao Yanran frowned.

Sounds coming from high in the sky.

Are the experts trying to imitate how dogs bark?

This is not good.

Zhao Yanran raised her head and took a look.

A majestic white dog, with four white furry hooves, was flying through the air.

This dog is extremely huge, as big as a house.

This is obviously a monster.

And he's a bitch.

Judging from the aura emanating from its body, it was clearly a second-level monster.

The second-level monsters are already equivalent to human foundation-building monks.

"Well, it turns out it's really a dog. I thought it was an expert. It's a sin."

Zhao Yanran quickly apologized to the master in her heart.