The grassland changed drastically and turned into a small fence courtyard with three thatched houses on it.

An old woman with gray hair and a couple were looking at him in surprise.

Don’t be wise and don’t thank you or show your respect, just walk inside.

Seeing Wuxie's arrogant attitude, the three of them couldn't help but look at Fu Lingsheng and expressed their doubts.

Fu Lingsheng shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't know who this person was and what origin he was.

Wuxie took a casual look at the yard. The yard was not big and was built with fences. Some unknown plants crawled over the fences and stood up with new heads.

Three thatched huts stood side by side, and a hermit's breath came to my face.

They dressed very simply and very ordinary, and their whole body was filled with no disputes.

Wuxie didn't look at them more, but just walked calmly.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed slightly and he walked to the back of the three rooms.

He saw a vegetable field behind him. There were many plants planted in the white land, each of which was crisp and diced, so delicious.

But obviously, these are not vegetables, but spiritual medicines.

They grow freely in the soil, absorbing huge nutrients, and above them are countless rich spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy falls down quickly, turns into a stream, and is absorbed one by one.

"You are also a cultivator, right? I wonder what you think of this field?" Fu Lingsheng walked to Wuxie's side and looked at this field with relief.

"White bull mud and spiritual accumulation array, these two are good cultivation methods, which can speed up the growth of spiritual medicine. In addition, your cultivation spiritual liquid can be at least five times faster. Not bad." Wuxie said lightly.

Fu Lingsheng had some minor signs, but he didn't understand that Wuxie said was not bad or complimentary, or very ordinary, and asked: "I dare to ask which cultivation master you are? Is it an old friend?"

"Old friend? Hum!" Wuxie smiled disdainfully and said without looking back: "You are not qualified to know who I am."

Fu Lingsheng's expression froze and his heart felt unhappy.

He is one of the best cultivators in the lower realm. Who dares to speak to him like this? Not to mention qualifications, he has never seen any big shot!

The person in front of him was unknown and his tone was quite good, and he was extremely bad with this attitude.

It makes people think of people who come to the door to cause trouble.

But he has never had an enemy, so who is the person in front of him?

"Your Excellency, what did you mean by coming here? If nothing else, I have something to do." Fu Lingsheng's smile gradually closed, his tone became a little colder, and he issued an order to expel Wuxie.

"I will forgive you once if you are ignorant." Wuxie said lightly.

"Your Excellency, you don't seem to hear what I mean clearly. I want you to leave." Fu Lingsheng's expression became even colder.

"It is precisely because you want me to leave that I have to forgive you, otherwise you will have no idea what you have missed in this life." Wuxie still said lightly without looking back.

Fu Lingsheng has a new understanding of the person in front of him for being so thick-skinned. He can't even let him leave with such an obvious order to expel him. He is really silly.

But from the other party's tone, is it really a special person?

Or, there is something important to discuss with him.

Suddenly, his heart tightened and he thought of the shemale war.

His cultivation level reached the realm of all things not long ago, and therefore, he learned about the war between the shemale demons.

He relies on his strong network of relationships and the special identity of a culturist to save his life without sacrificing his life.

But this was just the old monsters who agreed verbally. Who knew whether they were going to expose him behind their backs and let those demons attack him secretly.

So, is this person coming here for this?

He had this thought in his heart, because of the current trend. More importantly, he was extremely confident in cultivating art and did not think there was anything he didn't know.

"Your Excellency, who is it? Are you an enemy or a friend?" Fu Lingsheng did not put any pressure on Wuxie, but asked cautiously. No matter what the situation is, only by knowing the other party's identity can one make a judgment.

Wuxie ignored him, but took out a small bottle of spiritual liquid and handed it to the Fuling Spiritual Life, and said lightly: "Get out the fastest mature seed, you can cultivate it with this spiritual liquid. If you meet my requirements, you will be qualified to know my identity."

Fu Lingsheng took the jade bottle, opened the lid, smelled it, there was no fragrance, and carefully identified the spiritual liquid, but did not see anything special.

I couldn't help but look at Wuxie suspiciously and said, "Is your request a little rude? I'm a little doubtful if you deliberately use such means to secretly learn my cultivation skills."

Wuxie snorted coldly: "Your cultivation technique is like a useless person, I don't have that time to watch it."

After saying that, he left the field.

When he walked into the yard, Fu Lingsheng's grandson was sweating profusely controlling a flying sword. He wanted to fly the flying sword away, but he didn't have enough spiritual power in his body, so he seldom practiced. He fell down after flying two steps.

Wuxie raised his hand, and with a light snap, a spiritual power rushed out of his hand, turning into a floating cloud and flying under the little boy.

The child fell into the clouds and slowly landed on the ground.

Fu Lingsheng looked at Wuxie's figure and still couldn't guess who the other party was, and he was shocked and suspicious.

The more disdainful the other party looked at him, the more he felt strange it was.

Could it be that the other party really has extremely strong spiritual liquid?

He glanced at the extremely ordinary Lingyu Bottle, shook his head slightly, took out a small pot from the storage bag, filled a pot of white cow mud, took out a seed that could mature in one day, and planted it.

Then, he took out a special tool and was on standby at any time before he dripped the spiritual liquid.

After doing all this, he put down the flower pot, turned his head, and looked at Wuxie.

He seemed very interested in that place, and was teaching his grandson how to fly, and he also sent his own spiritual power and gave him serious guidance.

Looking at these, Fu Lingsheng's suspicion about Wuxie has changed. He should not be a vicious and cruel person.

As he thought about it, he turned his head.

You should know that his seed is a test seed, which can mature in one day. Adding the spirit gathering array and white bull mud can double the speed.

It will mature in half a day.

In addition, this person is so confident that the quality of spiritual liquid should be not low, at least he will not be inferior to him, and the time for maturity will be shortened to two hours.

That is to say, it will sprout within a quarter of an hour.

He must always pay attention to the situation of the seeds to infer the acceleration of the other party's spiritual liquid.

But the moment he turned his head, he was stunned.

I saw a little green bud popping out of my head on the flower pot in his hand. The white and tender bud dot with a slightly green inside was the characteristic of this test elixir.

Logically speaking, he has seen such green buds countless times and can recognize them at a glance.

But he rubbed his eyes very disbelief and looked carefully.

This time, Qingya changed again.

It has become taller, and the bud mouth has vaguely developed to the point where green leaves are about to grow.

He shrank his pupils in horror and trembled: "This...this..."

He was so surprised that he could not speak, he was stunned, and countless huge *s surged in his heart, which severely impacted his knowledge and experience over the years.

What is the cultivation speed?

Fu Lingsheng looked at him in shock and speechlessly, completely stunned in place, like petrification.

He just turned his head and thought for a few breaths. In such a short time, he actually made a spiritual medicine sprout, and even missed the time of sprouting.

For a trainer who has been nurturing for many years, it is a shame and a great humiliation. If it is spread, it can make people laugh.

But he just missed it and had no room for maneuver.

Just when he was stunned, the bud mouth had slowly cracked a little, and the tender leaves were about to emerge.

Fu Lingsheng was suddenly shocked, hugged the flower pot and ran into the room.

He was a little confused whether the elixir that sprouted so quickly could withstand such strong sunlight.

Because it grows too fast and has no adaptation period.

When he ran into the room, new leaves emerged, but sure enough, exactly the same as his judgment, the tender buds were pierced by the sun, and a little bit of spiritual energy was spreading out.

The Fuling Spirit Life didn't have time to think about the acceleration of the spiritual liquid. He only knew that it was too fast and it was too late to react.

He could not guess Wuxie's identity, but what is certain is that people with this spiritual liquid must be the peak of the cultivation master, and no one can match it.

Without time to think, he quickly took out a piece of white paper as thin as a cicada's wings, applied it with thick green slurry, and gently wrapped the crack of the elixir.

The spiritual energy no longer flows away, and the bud mouth begins to grow again.

Fu Lingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

But soon, he discovered that the new sprouts stopped growing again.

"Has the medicine passed?" Fu Lingsheng murmured, looked at the new bud and paused, and immediately realized in horror that the growth of the new bud requires sunshine.

He was speechless. The new buds can now be neither exposed to the sun nor without sunlight. This contradictory situation is difficult to blend.

It’s not that he has solved this kind of problem, but the situations of the two are completely different.

He leaned carefully towards the door, hoping to find a suitable light source.

But soon, a crack appeared again on the sprouts.
To be continued...