Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

This... such a good condition, he won't agree?

The elder was stunned for a while. Seeing that he seemed unwilling, he could only nod and sigh: "Okay. If you are willing, little friend, I will always welcome you in the Holy Medical Valley." It is a pity to lose a disciple like this.

After Jiang Tangzuoyi left, he was blocked by a group of beggars before he had even taken a few steps.

"I told you, boy, hand over your money, and grandpa will spare your life." The beggar in the lead held a brick in his hand and looked at Jiang Tang with a smile on his face.

Jiang Tang: "..." Why are there people looking for trouble every time I go down the mountain?

Not bothered.

"If I don't pay, are you going to hit me with this thing?" Jiang Tang pointed to the brick in the beggar leader's hand.

"Just this thing is enough to kill you." The beggar chuckled.

The two figures watching in secret silently held their foreheads.

Sure enough, mortals are just mortals, and they are beyond stupid.

Even after being given the drug, he had to go to the bricks - everyone said that this Jiang Tang was no longer a mortal, and he still behaved as usual.

Mud cannot hold up a wall.

Jiang Tang looked at the beggar's dirty face and silently twitched the corners of his mouth.

Forget it, don't tell them that he is a spiritual practitioner.

"Excuse me, I want to find an inn to meditate and rest." No longer paying attention to the beggar, Jiang Tang stretched out his hand to push away the crowd and walked straight towards the nearest inn.

The beggar has many followers and has been running rampant here for a long time, but he has never been so despised by others.

This Jiang Tang is definitely the first one.

He was so angry that he rushed over with a brick and slapped Jiang Tang hard on the back of the head.

The tiles cracked at the sound.

Jiang Tang stood firm in response.

The beggar looked at Jiang Tang's motionless figure, and his heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, could it be that I was playing Dafa?

"Brother, your hands are weak." Jiang Tang touched the back of his head, turned to stare at the beggar, and grinned, "Let me teach you."

He picked up a piece of wood from the side and calmly inserted it into the ground under the surprised gazes of the beggars.

A large crack opened in the ground instantly - and a whole piece of wood was embedded in it.

Feeling the dust hitting his nose, the beggar leader swallowed his saliva.

He suddenly remembered that this guy was a spiritual practitioner.

Against a group of mortals like them, they would definitely be crushed.

Jiang Tang clapped his hands and walked towards the inn ahead.

"Useless trash, I've drugged you!" At this moment, two men walked out of the darkness and cursed the beggar leader angrily.

The beggar leader shrank his neck, suppressed the fear in his heart, raised his eyes and said with a flattering smile: "Two Taoists, he has already entered the inn. Why don't you wait and catch him when he comes out?"

"That's it, let's do it ourselves. Get out of here!" A man in a golden robe waved his hand impatiently.

The beggar, as if he was being pardoned, wiped away his sweat and ran away with a group of minions.

"Hua Qing, let's see what a good idea you come up with! You'll make me your little brother, no matter what the bullshit!" Next to him, another man stared angrily at the man in the golden robe.

The two people speaking were Hua Qing and Du Long, who were expelled from the sect.

At present, Du Long's cultivation has been abolished, and he has accidentally lost a leg. He walks with a limp, and he no longer has the majesty of the little bully in the past.

When Du Long insulted Hua Qing, Hua Qing could no longer restrain his murderous intention.

It's all this brat. If he hadn't recommended himself and provided some good advice, how would he have been kicked out of the hospital?

The left and right are already useless, so it would be better to just wipe them out to save trouble.

"Du Long, die!" Thinking of this, Hua Qing no longer concealed his murderous intention, directly stretched out his hand to strangle Du Long's neck, and lifted him up fiercely.

Under the long night, the figure struggled for a while, and then its hands went limp.

Early the next morning, Jiang Tang, who had settled in for the night, was so noisy by the sound of drumming that he opened his eyes.

He got up and walked towards the window. He watched the people on the street running in one direction, including a few holding melon seeds in their hands, and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.

I really don’t take things too seriously.

After washing up, Jiang Tang looked at the space of the spiritual field and decided to go to a nearby town to buy a batch of good fertilizer to add some aura to the spiritual field.

When I went downstairs to collect money, the shopkeeper sighed.

"What's the point of the shopkeeper sighing like this?" Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows.

"Last night, a man died in front of my shop." The shopkeeper's eyes were full of sorrow. "I heard that he was still a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Now that things are going big, how can my shop still entertain customers?"

Immortal disciple?

died?

Jiang Tang's heart skipped a beat and he bought two white-flour buns from the shopkeeper. While chewing them, he left the inn and walked toward the Yamen at the end of the street.

I saw a group of detectives carrying the body inside.

"I heard that the disciples of the Immortal Sect seemed to have been expelled from the sect and their cultivation was ruined."

"Yes. A disciple of the Immortal Sect who has never made a big mistake will never receive such a heavy punishment."

"That young master was also unlucky. He was strangled to death. A large part of his tongue was exposed."

"Hey, please stop talking. My baby got up early in the morning and wandered down the street. When he saw the corpse, he was so frightened that he lost consciousness and peed all over the floor."

"You have to lose someone."

"It's really unlucky that someone died so early in the morning."

"In this world, it would be nice if you don't die in our home."

"..." "..."

Listening to the people's busy chatter, Jiang Tang felt a strange feeling in his heart.

I always feel that that unlucky guy is someone I know...

At this moment, he suddenly saw a man with a sinister look, poking his head here.

Jiang Tang immediately and quietly walked up to the man, stretched out his hand, and lifted him up to the Gada Alley next to him.

"Oh, grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa, have mercy on me! I didn't see anything, I don't know anything!" The guy trembled for a while and didn't look at anyone. He turned his head and closed his eyes, knelt down and kowtowed several times, crying and shouting. beg for mercy.

Jiang Tang: "...Brother, I won't kill you."

Hearing this voice, the guy immediately raised his head and was surprised: "Is it you?"

It turned out that this man was the beggar who threatened to make Jiang Tang's head go crazy yesterday.

"Yesterday, what did you see?" Jiang Tang asked him while leaning against the wall and eating white-flour buns.

The beggar hesitated and hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word.

"Remember that piece of wood yesterday? Do you want me to give you the same treatment?" Jiang Tang smiled slightly.

Sometimes, threatening people works.

The beggar trembled again and told all about what he had seen last night.

It turned out that the beggar discovered that he had not returned the drug last night, so he turned back halfway.

It was better not to go back. Once he turned back, he saw a particularly special scene above.

The Huaqing dog-biting dog couldn't bear to hear Du Long's insults, so he directly lifted the person up and strangled him alive in mid-air.

The beggar was extremely frightened. When he saw that Hua Qing seemed to be aware of something and looked at him with a sinister look, he quickly held his breath.

He was so frightened that he peed his pants.