Travel through time to cultivate immortality, and make money by farming after binding the system

Yun Shuiyue chose a red flame tree that was as big as her arm.

It's too big for her to carry, and it's too small for her to look down on.

After selecting the red flame tree, Yun Shuiyue waved his arm, picked up the hatchet and chopped hard towards the root of the tree.

boom!

The huge impact force made Yun Shuiyue's mouth hurt, and the hatchet in his hand almost flew out.

She widened her eyes in surprise and looked at the place where the tree root had just been cut. A shallow knife edge had just cut through the bark: "Fuck, this tree is so hard!"

When she came up the mountain just now, she tried this hatchet on the way and it was very sharp.

It only takes five or six cuts for a tree as big as this, and one cut for small branches.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have heard people in the village say that the Red Flame Tree was a low-level spiritual plant.

The red flame tree is as hard as iron, and ordinary hatchets cannot cut it. Only a hatchet made of black iron can cut it.

Moreover, this red flame tree can burn for one or two hours in two or three knots, and the fire is big and strong.

Blacksmiths like the red tree the most.

There are also wealthy families who use red flame trees as firewood. It is very convenient to just throw two or three knots in the stove and forget about them.

No wonder no one cuts down the Red Flame Tree, because it just keeps cutting down.

The monks who cultivated immortality looked down upon this low-level material, so only the immortal sect's servants with some cultivation level would chop down this red flame tree.

No wonder she had so much trouble chopping, it wasn't because the knife wasn't good, it was because she had no cultivation and no spiritual power in her body.

With an ugly look on his face, he gave up on this tree and found the smallest red tree, which was only as thick as a baby's arm.

Yun Shuiyue's face turned red.

I didn’t like it just now!

No, I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly. Now she can only chop the smallest one.

Fortunately no one saw it, otherwise she would have been completely embarrassed.

He had no choice but to pick up the hatchet and chop down the smallest red tree.

Having learned from the past, she gripped the hatchet tightly and it was not shaken away this time.

Knife after knife, cutting countless times, she was so tired that she collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. The sweat on her forehead rolled down her cheeks, dripping on her neck and chest.

After resting for a while, I took a look and saw that only one-third of such a small tree had been chopped down.

Yun Shuiyue's head almost exploded. It took him so long to cut off just this small amount.

I looked up at the sun in the west, it was probably about four o'clock in the afternoon.

She quickly stood up and continued to chop. If she didn't move faster, she would probably continue to chop until dark.

boom!

The red flame tree fell.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission. You will be rewarded with five kilograms of spiritual rice and a spiritual cleansing pill."

"Does the host receive the reward?"

Yun Shuiyue lay on the ground tiredly, her soaked clothes clinging tightly to her body, her chest rising and falling, letting sweat flow into her hair.

The right hand on the ground was still shaking slightly. The tiger's mouth had already cracked open, and blood flowed out. There were several blood bubbles as big as soybeans in the palm of the hand. Several of them were broken, and there was blood on one hand.

She showed an ugly smile, breathed out a breath of air, and said in her heart: "Wait until I get home to collect it!"

Finally, we cut down the red tree before dark.

After resting for a while, she got up. While she could still see, she dragged the roots of the tree and walked down the mountain.

As soon as we got home, it was so dark that we couldn't see the road.

After resting for a while again, he tore a piece of cloth from his body and tied his right hand randomly.

She took out the only clay pot and washed it with her left hand. She was almost starving and was going to cook some spiritual rice.

"System, can I bring out a little spiritual rice at a time?"

Yun Shuiyue discussed with the system: "You see, I can't hide things in my house. What if the spiritual rice is stolen?"

"No, host, I am not a warehouse where you store your things." The system refused coldly.

"When the things are stolen, I will starve to death. Starving to death will do you no good!" Yun Shuiyue tried to threaten.