The live broadcast room was full of confusion. It was not known which person the ancestor agreed with, but he had already kept silent, turned around and strode towards the backyard of the Taoist temple.

An Yan could only keep up with him by jogging, and the camera shook up and down with her movements.

{Ouch, I'm going to faint in the live broadcast room. }

{This old Taoist priest walks so fast that the anchor can’t keep up even when he trots. }

{All I know is that if the host keeps shaking like this, I'm going to vomit. }

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned by An Yan's shock, but they were reluctant to leave, so they could only endure the dizziness and continue to squat.

An Yan didn't mean it. She really couldn't catch up with her ancestor. The mountain road here was not easy to walk. Who knew that her ancestor could run faster than a rabbit.

{Wow, look, I see a golden ocean! }

{It’s so beautiful, what a magical place this is! }

{Is this rice? Why do they look different from those in my family? }

{You bully me because the people in the city have never farmed, have you? The rice looks completely different from the one in the book. }

{Are there any country kids out there who can do some science? What kind of crops are these? }

As soon as An Yan stood firm, the fans who had been staring at the camera in the live broadcast room started to sigh before her.

The next second, An Yan was also shocked. This was a rice field of about one acre. It was the harvest season at this time, and it was golden. Under the sunlight, the shining golden rice ears were swaying in the wind.

"Ancestor, have you grown so much rice by yourself? Or wheat?" An Yan had never seen these crops before. She squatted down by the edge of the field and reached out to grab a handful and take a look.

Huh? Can't get it down?

An Yan didn't believe it and tried again. Well, she couldn't get even one.

After tinkering for a long time, An Yan sat down on the ground angrily, put the phone holder aside, grabbed a bunch of wheat ears and started pulling them out with both hands.

"Hey!" An Yan lost her center of gravity and fell onto her butt.

{Hahaha, it’s so funny, the anchor can’t even get a grain of rice off. }

{No, that’s not the case. The anchor is too pretentious. No matter how much he puts on a show, it’s not like he can’t pull out all the hair. }

Everyone who watches the live broadcast has their own opinion. In short, most people still think that An Yan is a little too showy.

Only An Yan knew that she really had no choice. Somehow, the millet grew firmly in the field. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break it off.

"Don't bother." An Wu stood aside and watched quietly as she competed with Linggu. He shook his head gently and made a seal with his hands on his chest.

"receive!"

The next scene that stunned everyone appeared. As soon as Anwu finished speaking, plump grains of millet were automatically peeled off from the ears of wheat, slowly floated into the air, and gathered together.

An Wu waved his hand, and the golden ocean instantly poured into his sleeve and disappeared.

Missing? An Yan blinked her eyes and leaned over to take another serious look at the wheat ears. There was indeed no grain left on them.

"Ancestor, where is the millet?" An Yan rubbed her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating.

"Collect it." Of course, it is collected into the space. It is not easy to plant these spiritual grains. He used the spiritual spring water in the space to water them for a full 100 years before they mature. Naturally, it is the safest way to collect them into the space.

{? ? ? My phone seems to be broken? What did I just see? }

{Fuck, what the hell is that? }

{? ? ? ? }

{I'm dying. Maybe there's something wrong with my eyes? }

{Woo woo woo, the ancestor looked so handsome just now, I love it, I love it. }

{As a senior editor, I can tell you responsibly that I have not found any traces of PS or editing. }

{This is a bit scary! ! ! }

{But the scene just now was so beautiful! }

[My savior is a god] Reward rocket launcher*999

[The old aunt who loves Yuan Kong the most] Rewards lollipops*999

[The coquettish little black cat] Reward flowers*999

An Yan was still immersed in the magical scene just now, when she heard the constant 'ding-ding-ding-dong' sound of her cell phone, and she quickly pinched her thigh.

"Hey, it hurts!" It seemed to be true. I felt a very obvious pain in my thigh.

{It seems that the anchor was also scared crazy by the ancestor, hahaha! }

[Qingxiu Sword Immortal] Reward aircraft carrier*999

[Qingxiu Sword Immortal] Reward aircraft carrier*999

[Qingxiu Sword Immortal] Reward aircraft carrier*999

Special effects of aircraft carriers suddenly appeared on the screen one after another.

{dig, which rich second generation it is. }

{Look at this handiwork, I think the rich second generation will also have his legs broken by his father. }

[Qingxiu Sword Immortal]: Anchor, can you help me ask my ancestor, is the spiritual valley for sale?

Tuhao, who had just finished giving rewards on the screen, suddenly posted a comment.

{Huh? I thought Tuhao was for beauties, and Ganqing was for ancestors. }

{Poor beauty, she can’t compare to that rice. Tomorrow’s headlines will come out, ‘What made the mysterious rich man spend so much money, it turned out to be rice’ hahaha. }

An Yan was carefully reading the comments from netizens. Most of them said that she was lying. She could only laugh it off. She herself had not yet figured out whether what just happened was true or false.

At this time, on Kamikaze Mountain, which is more than 3000 kilometers away from Qingshui City, an imposing young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes was staring closely at the live broadcast room, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

During today's break, he picked up his mobile phone and browsed around. Unexpectedly, he happened to see the Taoist priest collecting the spiritual valley. He was different from ordinary people. He immediately saw that the Taoist priest used the formula of cultivating immortals.

And if he had read correctly just now, what the Taoist priest harvested was indeed spiritual grain. He never thought that there would be people in this world who could grow spiritual grain.

It seems that there are still many like-minded people in this world.

Spiritual grain is a rare good thing, full of spiritual energy. If consumed for a long time, it will be of great benefit to cultivation.

The spiritual energy in this world is getting rarer and rarer now. Just for a little bit of spiritual energy, he has to go to remote mountains and old forests to practice. If he can get some spiritual valley, it will be worth his several years of cultivation. , I just don’t know if they are willing to sell it.

After privately sending the request to the anchor again, Li Qingxuan turned off his phone, picked up a long sword placed aside, and continued his practice with a calm heart.

People who cultivate immortality pay attention to fate. If others don't agree, there is no point in being impatient. It is better to spend time on cultivation.

An Yan finished reading the comments and was about to log off the broadcast when she discovered that the [Qingxiu Sword Immortal] who had just spent a huge sum of money to reward her had sent her a private message again.

"Uh, ancestor, do you want to sell the spiritual grain you just harvested?"

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