Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm - Chapter 593
Inside the farm, golden light is dazzling.
In the golden light, Jiang He’s figure slowly took shape.
All his body structures, including his flesh and blood, bones, internal organs, and fascia, are being reborn…This process lasted three days and three nights before the golden light dissipated.
“Huh…”
Jiang He slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and said in fear: “It’s terrifying… If I hadn’t had a farm with me, I would send a wisp of spirit and a drop of blood in the first time. In the farm, I’m afraid I will definitely die!”
Of course.
Thanks to Jianghe martial arts, he has cultivated into the “Immortal Realm” and possesses the heaven-defying substance of “Immortal Golden Light”. Otherwise, he will be able to recover with only a ray of soul and a drop of essence and blood at his level. Tens of thousands of years.
I felt myself a little bit—
“My current physical strength and cultivation base are estimated to be equivalent to the heavenly fairyland, but since the realm is there, it’s not difficult to recover.” He
flipped out a handful of elixir, and Jianghe was like chewing candy. Beans generally start to be swallowed.
These elixir pills are of different grades, but they have similar effects. They are all pills for restoring “Xianli”. After taking a few sips, Jiang He disliked that the medicine was too slow, so he waved his hand and directly removed all the contents in a storage ring. All the pills were taken out.
A large number of elixir pill that restores “Xianli” are piled up like a mountain. I don’t know how many there are, and Jiang He is too lazy to calculate it.
The cultivation base that fell into the Heavenly Wonderland quickly climbed, and soon reached the True Wonderland, the Golden Wonderland, the Great Luojing… After
arriving at the Great Luojing, even with a massive amount of medicine, the speed of improvement slowed down.
“This……”
Jiang He was a little surprised: “I don’t need money for refining medicines, and my cultivation is so slow. It takes at least ten hours to reach the Great Perfection of the Great Luo Realm… Those Great Luo who draw on the power of heaven and earth to practice, for a moment. Doesn’t it take hundreds of years to practice from the early stage of the Great Luojing to the Great Perfection of the Great Luojing?”
This is obviously impossible.
It is common for people in the Great Luojing to realize the way of heaven and get stuck in a bottleneck for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. If the “Tao” fails to advance, how can the cultivation level be improved?
“I don’t know if the god emperor and demon emperor are gone…”
Jiang He changed his mind .
He was in the farm, and he could only sense that the cosmic dust that the farm turned into was impacted by the energy that erupted when the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor attacked him. He flew hundreds of millions of miles away. As for the specific situation of the outside world, Jiang He did not dare to sense it. The god emperor and the demon emperor “guard the corpse.”
“The god emperor and the demon emperor attacked me, and the saints of the three realms will definitely not sit back and ignore them. It’s important to improve yourself!”
Jiang He secretly changed his mind, gritted his teeth and said: “This time I go out, I will definitely not let go of the gods and demons. The second race!”
It doesn’t matter if you can’t beat the God Emperor and Demon Emperor, it’s a big deal to engage in sneak attacks.
Laozi goes to your God Realm and Demon Realm to make trouble every day… and create another group of false gods, plant a group of foreign powerhouses, and throw them into the God Realm and Demon Realm to explode… Do you bother?
Er Lengzi and San Lengzi are busy on the farm, planting resources plundered from the Shura realm.
Hu Mei and other maids were accompanied by the river.
“Go cook.”
Jiang He got up and said, “Since the battlefield of Starry Sky, I have been tired of eating Xianzhen and Immortal Brew. Today I have some home-cooked meals…let’s make some dumplings.” He
sent some maids. Later, while refining the elixir, Jiang He took out a small golden shovel and dug a hole in a marked piece of land.
Here are four fragments of the Gunslinger.
Unfortunately, I don’t know whether the farm level is too low or the fragments of Gunkiller are too broken. The reason has not been planted.
Now that the seven fragments of the Killing Guns have been collected, Jiang He dug them out and planted them again.
After planting, waited about thirty minutes.
“There is no movement… It seems that it was not planted before. It is not because the fragments of Gunkiller are too broken, but because the farm level is too low.”
Jiang He suddenly.
He turned to look at the dozens of “tombs” in the corner of the farm.
In these tombs, the corpses of the second tribe of gods and demons and their vassal races who chased him last time are buried…In addition, there are the quasi-sage corpses they treasured by the many quasi-sages of the Three Realms and the “chaos” comparable to the quasi-sages. The corpse of a creature.
Unfortunately.
Like the Killing Spear, it was also not planted.
“Quasi saint corpse, immortal material… and saint flesh and blood.”
Jiang He took out all the materials needed to upgrade the farm for a while, and the most eye-catching one was naturally the arm that exuded a sacred atmosphere.
This arm was the arm of the god of the gods Tianlan. It was immediately put into the storage space after being cut down by Jiang He.
“Tsk tusk…”
Jiang He stared at the arm, but saw that the flesh and blood on the arm was squirming, and there was a tendency to transform. The most peculiar thing was that there was a weak consciousness gradually taking shape on the arm.
“It’s a saint, one arm is so strong… If this arm is left alone, it will probably turn into a powerful and special creature…” With a
sigh of emotion, Jiang He stretched out his hand and wiped out the weak consciousness on that arm, and then directly He dug a hole and buried his arm, a lot of immortal materials and the corpse of the quasi-sage.
In an instant, a peculiar force began to spread, and in Jiang He’s mind, a mechanical system prompt sounded –
“ding!”
“The farm upgrade conditions are met, does the host choose to upgrade immediately?”
[Yes], [No]?
Before Jiang He’s eyes, a dialog box popped out.
【Yes】.
As soon as his mind moved, Jiang He made a choice.
Boom!
A muffled noise that only Jiang He could hear burst in his mind, and Jiang He only felt a pain in his head–
“Fuck!”
His eyes went dark, and then he fainted stiffly.
“Master…”
Er Lengzi shouted and rushed over.
Several maids also eagerly gathered around.
However, they soon sensed the anomaly. The special energy generated by the upgrade of the farm actually caused each of them to produce a kind of enlightenment. The rhyme of the whole body was rippling, and they were “forced” to enter the enlightenment.
At this moment, Jiang He, the farmer, fell into a coma, while Er Lengzi, San Lengzi, Moyun Vine, many maids and other crops were overwhelmed by the special power generated when the farm was upgraded, and they enlightened and cultivated. It started to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the farm, divine light began to bloom on the graves.
The corpses of the quasi-sages and chaotic creatures buried in the graves quickly turned into a peculiar energy under the action of that special force. This energy took root and sprouted and turned into a sarcophagus. Inside the sarcophagus, another statue was born. Figure.
Er Lengzi, the immortal pill that they had just planted and plundered from the Shura realm, grew crazily and “mature” in just a few seconds.
The fragments of the Gunkiller that hadn’t been seen for more than half a month, also began to bloom with a bright light. There was also a phantom of a bloody spear in the light. After careful counting, there were as many as seven.
I don’t know how long it has passed, it seems like ten thousand years, and it seems like an instant.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound.
The sky inside the farm split suddenly, the stars in the sky exploded, the earth began to collapse, and the entire farm quickly turned into chaos.
…………
One month later.
Somewhere in the starry sky about four hundred light-years away from the starry sky battlefield-
this starry sky is a mess, and all stars and meteorites within ten light-years of radius have completely turned into cosmic dust following the battle of the “saints” a month ago.
In the starry sky, space storms raged, and the aftermath of various supernatural powers sometimes manifested and collided, erupting a frightening aura that made one’s heart palpitating.
Outside of this chaotic space, there is a respected cultivator.
Most of these practitioners come from the Three Realms, and there are some masters of neutral races. They come here, in addition to admiring the relics of the “Holy War”, but also with the heart of luck, hoping to realize the “Romance” left by the saints and gain something.
It is said that seven days ago, a golden immortal had some insights here, and he cultivated Da Luo, and another Da Luo became a quasi-sage.
This has caused more and more practitioners to come here one after another.
At this time, the central area of this chaotic time and space…
a chaos, formed out of thin air.
In the chaos, it was pitch black.
Jiang He slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, and his eyes were full of doubts—
“Why did I faint?”
“Where am I?”
“Fuck, where is my farm… Wait… …”
“My cultivation…”
Has it broken through? ? ?