Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

　　 The fire is still burning.

　　 The fragrance of rice wine fills the air.

　　Chu Xiaolian held the wine glass in her hand, but she was no longer as scornful as before.

　　 "Brother, these are high-yield rice?"

　　 Li Hanguang smiled: "This is the third-generation finished product, and the output is about five times that of ordinary rice."

　　 "I have allowed people to plant it in several surrounding mortal cities. If it continues to grow steadily for several years, it can be widely spread."

　　 Backed by Aojian Fairy Gate and Wanli Chamber of Commerce, Li Hanguang is very convenient for anything.

　　 In the past three years, he has collected a large number of high-quality rice seeds and conducted various hybrid experiments using the channels of martial art and chamber of commerce.

　　 Plus, there is a small bronze seal to help.

　　 Although the research on high-yield rice hasn't been smooth sailing, it has finally achieved initial results.

　　 Chu Xiaolian showed excitement: "Five times the output?"

　　 "In other words, it was originally only possible to feed one family's field. If this new type of rice is planted, it will be able to feed five families?"

　　 Li Hanguang nodded: "Theoretically, this is the case."

　　 "However, the properties of the new type of rice, such as insect resistance, flood resistance, and growth stability, require continued observation and research."

　　...

　　 "Shocking, amazing!"

　　Chu Xiaolian picked up the ear of rice on the table and gently rubbed it.

　　 He muttered to himself: "If this rice is officially promoted, the human race may be very prosperous!"

　　 Li Hanguang calmly said: "Since ancient times, people have relied on food as their heaven, and the food industry has been involved too extensively."

　　 "If high-yield rice is promoted, it will inevitably arouse the coveting of many forces. I am afraid that our enemies will not be few at that time."

　　Chu Xiaolian said firmly: "Chu is willing to protect the big brother with his life!"

　　The voice of the boy is sonorous and powerful!

　　 Looking at Chu Xiaolian who was full of blood, Li Hanguang smiled.

　　 He patted Chu Xiaolian on the shoulder: "Junior Brother Chu has the world in mind, and Li is very pleased."

　　 "But you still need to temper and become stronger."

　　 "Counting days, three days later, it will be the introductory trial meeting for my new disciple of Aojian Immortal Clan, held in the dark forest."

　　 "The disciple who wins the leader of the trial conference will receive a middle-grade spiritual weapon rewarded by the sect."

　　 "I hope that Junior Brother Chu can put that middle-grade spirit weapon into his bag, and prove to the entire sect that Li did not misunderstand the person."

　　Chu Xiaolian, it was Li Hanguang who questioned the income fairy under pressure.

　　 The moment he received the true pass token, his honor and disgrace were already connected with Li Hanguang.

　　 All glory and all glory, and all shame and shame.

　　Chu Xiaolian's eyes burned: "Please rest assured, Senior Brother, Chu will do his best to never let you down!"

　　 Li Hanguang smiled: "If this is the case, this meeting today is a worthwhile trip."

　　 "Chengying, take the younger brother home! I will continue to harvest rice."

　　 Big Brother, do you want to continue to transform the Fan?

　　Chu Xiaolian looked at the golden rice, but the idea of ​​harvesting the fields suddenly rose in his heart.

　　 This may be a wonderful experience!

　　 He looked at Li Hanguang and said seriously: "Brother, can I stay and help you cut the rice together?"

　　 Li Hanguang was slightly taken aback.

　　 What the hell, this kid wants to stay and cut the rice?

　　How can this work?

　　 After all, Li is just a little weak chicken with three levels of Qi refining, and the longer he gets along, the easier it is to reveal himself.

　　 After all, there is a grandfather with a super realm on this kid!

　　 What if something is seen, that's not the end?

　　 Li Hanguang showed an inscrutable smile on his face: "Penggeng is actually a practice."

　　 "Your path has not yet reached this point, and it will not be beneficial to stay. You should go back and practice hard and strive for an early formation of alchemy!"

　　 Sure enough, I am still too weak! You don't even have the right to stay and cut the rice!

　　 Chu Xiaolian showed a loss of expression on her face.

　　 But soon, his eyes burned with fighting spirit: Although I am weak now, but 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi!

　　 There are big brothers leading the way, teachers teaching, plus my own qualifications.

　　 As long as you work hard enough, Chu will definitely become the top powerhouse in the world of immortality!

　　 Well, let's set a small goal first: to become a baby as soon as possible by breaking the pill, get the approval of the big brother, and study rice in the field!

　　 Thinking of this, Chu Xiaolian suddenly enlightened.

　　 His whole body exudes a strong sword intent, and the long sword behind him clangs loudly.

　　 There was a faint sharp sword aura, which escaped from Chu Xiao's practice, making the air a little bit cold.

　　 "Brother, I will try to catch up with you!"

　　 Looking at Chu Xiaolian who was fighting spirit, Li Hanguang nodded in satisfaction.

honestly.

　　 This little junior, his strength has improved a bit quickly!

　　 The two people I met last time were still Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young, their cultivation bases were all in the third stage of Qi refining, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

　　 In just one month, this kid actually made Li Hanguang feel the pressure.

　　 Well, you deserve to be the boy who has the protagonist template!

　　...

　　 Chu Xiao practiced away.

　　 Before leaving, he turned his head in three steps.

　　 stared straight at the rice field, his face was full of reluctance.

　　As soon as he returned to the disciple’s dormitory, Chu Xiaolian couldn't help calling: "Teacher, I want to become stronger!"

　　 The ancient ring emits a red light, and the figure of Elder Yan emerges.

　　 There is a smile on his face: "Why, I can't satisfy you even after breaking through four realms in a month?"

　　Chu Xiaolian shook his head: "I am too weak!"

　　 "You said that the cultivation base of the elder brother has reached the Yuan Ying stage, and he is still walking on the road of transformation."

　　 "Now I am totally unqualified to follow the guardian brother!"

　　 Yan Chixiao thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

　　Chu Xiaolian said earnestly: "Teacher, is there any way to improve my strength faster?"

　　 "I want to become stronger! At all costs!"

　　 Yan Chixiao glanced at Chu Xiaolian, smiling but not smiling: "Really, any price is fine?"

　　Chu Xiaolian nodded: "Anything is fine!"

　　 Yan Chi Xiaodao: "I have an ancient swordsmanship, called Xuankui Jianjing."

　　 "This Sword Sutra, the speed of cultivation is dozens of times faster than ordinary exercises, and it is extremely powerful. It is difficult for a monk of the same rank to meet."

　　Chu Xiaolian's eyes are hot: "I ask the teacher to pass on the scriptures."

　　 Yan Chixiao play with taste: "But to practice this technique, you need to give up some things."

　　Chu Xiaolian said firmly: "The disciples are willing to give up and ask the teacher to pass on the scriptures!"

　　 Yan Chixiao gently brushed his sleeves, and suddenly a jade slip for passing the merit flew out of the ancient ring from Chu Xiaolian's hand, and hovered in front of Chu Xiaolian.

　　 "A drop of blood on this jade slip, you can accept the inheritance of this sword scripture."

　　...

　　The kendo skill of ancient times!

　　 Chu Xiaolian's eyes were hot, and he pierced his fingertips and dripped blood on the jade slip.

　　 Suddenly, that jade slip exudes a dazzling light, like a ball of flame, releasing infinite heat.

　　 The red light is condensed into a series of sword moves and supporting swordsmanship. Each move is mysterious and unpredictable, and it seems to contain the supreme meaning of kendo.

　　 "Wonderful, really wonderful!"

　　Chu Xiaolian's eyes burned: "These sword moves are like antelope hanging horns. They are curious and difficult to understand. They are simply too insightful!"

　　 He cast his gaze on the opening chapter of the sword scripture, ready to concentrate on comprehension from the beginning.

　　 The next second, Chu Xiaolian's smile solidified.

　　 Because at the beginning of the sword scripture, there are eight bright red characters.

　　 "If you want to practice magical skills, you must first come from the palace!"