Super Cultivating Farmer

From such a distance, with a voice so soft that it could be heard, Qing Zhu was like a frightened little deer, hurriedly running back to where she came from.    

    

"So comfortable!" Lying lazily on the deck chair, beside him was a wine jug. Compared to the sect's meticulous efforts, it was much better off as they walked on thin ice.    

    

Right after the zither music ended, Bai Xiaobei heard the whispers between Ming Yue and Qing Zhu.    

    

Mingyue looked at the frightened Qing Zhu and then looked outside and whispered: "Little Sister Qing Zhu, you know this gongzi?"    

    

"I don't know him!" Qing Zhu immediately shook her head, and then said in a strange tone: "Just this morning, when I went out to buy some heart food, I saw him."    

    

Mingyue smiled and said softly, "This Young Master is very generous, she managed to get a thousand taels of Snowflake Silver. If you like you, you can ask her to redeem you. Otherwise, you'll be old next year."    

    

Ah!" Hearing that, Qing Zhu's face immediately flushed red: "Elder sister, laugh at me!    

    

"What are you laughing at, big sister? Mom must have had this plan. If I were to redeem you now, although the price would be higher, it would definitely be simpler than in the future. Since the young master only wants a thousand taels of silver, it would be easy to pay a few thousand."    

    

After Mingyue had finished speaking, she sighed and said, "Big sister is deeply immersed in it now. Not to mention several thousand taels of silver, even several tens of thousands of taels of silver would be enough to make mother hesitate."    

    

Mingyue was now the Emerald Cloud Pavilion's red card, the money tree. If she didn't maximize the benefits at this time, the old procuress wouldn't let anyone redeem her.    

    

"Shipman, slow down."    

    

Mingyue pulled the curtain from the boat's canopy. She saw that they were already in the middle of the lake and called out to the boatman.    

    

"Alright, Miss!" The old man quickly slowed down his gliding speed and slowly paddled in a leisurely manner.    

    

"Clank, clank ~ ~"    

    

A string of zither sounds, that were like mountains and rivers, suddenly came out. Layers after layer of spring water jingled like hoops, and not just Bai Xiaobei, who was an amateur, even the bright moon couldn't help but walk out.    

    

"This... This is the zither for Xuan Ting'er, could it be that it is less than Young Noble Haoran? "    

    

There were many people who were proficient in zither skills, but very few people could be called masters. She and Xuan Ting'er were two of them. She had always thought that even if her zither skills weren't as good as Xuan Ding'er's, they wouldn't be that far off. Today, after listening, she realized that her zither skills weren't proficient enough.    

    

When he saw the man standing at the bow of the ship, his clothes was as white as snow, and he instantly revealed an expression of adoration.    

    

"Wow, it's more than just young master Haoran!" I heard that this year's top scorer of Haoran's High School has made a prediction. Haoran's young master will definitely shine during the exam! "    

    

Qing Zhu's eyes also lit up, looking at the man dancing in the sword, he was so happy that he was dancing in joy.    

    

"A scholar dancing the sword, a beauty playing the zither!" Immediately after hearing Qing Zhu's words, Bai Xiaobei said with a face of speechlessness: "About that … Why are you so happy? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? "    

    

"Why is it okay?" Qing Zhu said righteously: "If Young Noble Haoran is the top scholar for High School, then that would be something that our entire Zun He County would be happy about!"    

    

"What you said makes sense …" What else could Bai Xiaobei say? Turning his head, he saw the white-clothed scholar dancing with his sword.    

    

Bai Xiaobei who was looking at the white-clothed scholar was shocked. The white-clothed scholar's sword actually gave him a feeling of flowing water, he immediately looked at the white-clothed scholar, and realised that although he was not a cultivator, he was stronger than ordinary people.    

    

"Good sword art!" Shipowner, get close! "    

    

Bai Xiaobei was captivated by the scene, the sword technique gave him a strange feeling, and when he saw the boatsman stop, he quickly urged him to continue.    

    

"Ah, young master, this old man is just a piece of cloth. We can't offend the lord!" The old boatman quickly shook his head and didn't dare to move forward.    

    

"Move closer, it's fine!"    

    

Bai Xiaobei threw a piece of silver into the hands of the old boatman.    

    

"Alright!" The old boatman's eyes lit up. Who cares about who you are? Even if you were a top scholar, he would still go over and get you.    

    

"Falling Destructions sing with the song, Rising from the Smoke Rain!"    

    

Even though the boat was right next to him, it did not disturb him in the slightest. It continued to swing its sword, which was like flowing water as it moved forward.    

    

However, the sword technique suddenly changed, as though a torrential rain was pouring down, the rain hitting the banana, causing Bai Xiaobei's eyes to light up.    

    

"Good sword art!" Bai Xiaobei looked at the transformed sword techniques and could not help but exclaim.    

    

When Yueran heard this, he put away the Longsword. Behind him, a handsome and extraordinary face appeared, smiling as he bowed and greeted: "Brother, what's so good about this sword art?"    

    

"What's so good about it?" Bai Xiaobei was startled, then laughed: "I have seen many, many powerful sword techniques, but the Mountain Splitting Sword Technique, I have never seen you being so weak, but the sword techniques that have some profoundness, are naturally good sword techniques!"    

    

"…" Yu-Ran was suddenly speechless. Was he being praised?    

    

"Brother …" "That makes sense …"    

    

Yu Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time someone praised him in such a manner, but he couldn't tell if this was a sarcasm or praise.    

    

"Young master, don't speak carelessly …"    

    

Qing Zhu was so embarrassed that she did not even dare raise her head, who did not know how powerful the Flowerwater Sword Art was?    

    

I didn't say anything nonsense either. Bai Xiaobei was already embarrassed, he cupped his hands and said to Yueran: "I'm sorry, I won't speak like this. Sorry to offend you."    

    

Yu-Ran smiled and said, "You flatter me. If you have nothing else to do, why don't we go on the boat and drink together?"    

    

"Then, then I'll be troubling you!" Bai Xiaobei was more curious about Haoran's sword technique, after thinking for a moment, he leaped up.    

    

"Qing Gong!" The two ships were still more than two meters apart, but Bai Xiaobei was able to easily jump onto them, causing Haoran's eyes to light up. He was a martial arts fanatic, but as a scholar, he had no choice.    

    

"Small skill, small skill!" I am Bai Xiaobei! "    

    

Bai Xiaobei blushed with shame. What did it matter to him, he was just a rookie cultivator with Meditation Stage First Level. In this mortal world, he actually felt like he had become a big shot.    

    

Then, he turned his head towards Mingyue and Qing Zhu, asking curiously: "What are you two standing there for? Come?"    

    

"Huh?" Qing Zhu immediately looked towards Mingyue, but Mingyue also looked towards Yueran with hesitation.    

    

"So it's little sister Mingyue, little sister Mingyue. Please, aboard the ship!"    

    

Yueran was also a great scholar, so naturally, he recognized Mingyue. He gracefully bent down and made a gesture of 'please'.    

    

Mingyue couldn't hide the joy on her face as she calmly bowed, "Many thanks, Young Noble Haoran."    

    

"You're welcome, Shipowner. Come closer!" Yu Haoran nodded with a smile, his demeanor graceful.    

    

The sound of the zither also stopped. Soon, a gentle voice could be heard, "Haoran, do you have a guest?"    

    

Following the soft sound of footsteps, a gentle and beautiful woman wearing an orange dress with a face like a peach blossoming.    

    

Yuhao Ran quickly walked over, supported the lady with a sword in one hand and a sword in the other. He smiled: "Ding'er, you're not in a good condition. Why did you come out?"    

    

Xuan Bing'er's eyes were bright and clear. She put on a happy expression and said, "So it's little sister Mingyue. Haoran, I'll bring little sister Mingyue in for a chat."    

    

Yu-Ran was extremely famous, and he was a famous scholar. At the same time, he was also a powerful expert in swordsmanship.    

    

"Where did the Brother Bo come from?"    

    

Regarding Bai Xiaobei, Haoran was extremely curious, and had a faint guess.    

    

Bai Xiaobei sat at the opposite side of Haoran. Upon hearing that, he laughed: "I come from a cultivation sect, so when I came out for the first time, I was very curious, so I took a stroll around."    

    

Ah!" The wine cup in Haoran's hand trembled, he looked at Bai Xiaobei in pleasant surprise, and cupped his hands: "So Brother Bo is from the Celestial Realm, excuse me!    

    

No wonder Bai Xiaobei gave off a mysterious feeling, it was really him!    

    

"There's no need for that. As soon as a good-for-nothing disciple entered the secular world, he immediately attracted the attention of the world of flowers here. Haha, please don't make fun of him!"    

    

Bai Xiaobei laughed bitterly. In terms of Qianmo Sect, he was just a servant, if he hadn't come back lucky and met Senior Sister Lu Yan, allowing him to get on the right track, he would still be exploited among the service disciples.    

    

When he thought about Senior sister Green Smoke, Bai Xiaobei muttered to himself, the Middle Grade Flying Sword s refined by Lava Red Iron should have had some results.    

    

Yu Haoran hesitated, cupped his hands, and said: "Brother Bo, Haoran has a request, it's difficult to say …"    

    

Bai Xiaobei laughed: "Brother Haoran, you're welcome. If you have anything to say, just say it."    

    

Seeing that Bai Xiaobei was so easy to talk to, Yu Haoran was immediately overjoyed: "I heard that Immortal Sect has a type of Pills that can increase one's strength. I naturally wish to request one, if there are any requirements, Brother Bo can ask for them!"    

    

After Haoran finished speaking, a wistful look appeared in his eyes. If he was given the choice, he was willing to be a free and unfettered scholar and swordsman. He also didn't want to become an official in the imperial court.    

    

"Oh? Are you talking about Qi Gathering Pill? Is this it? "    

    

After buying a lot of Qi Gathering Pill, Bai Xiaobei would usually only eat one when he had nothing else to do. The effects were satisfactory, but because his aptitude was not good, the Qi Gathering Pill's uses were not obvious. Eating five would not even compare to someone with a good aptitude eating one.    

    

A milky-white Pills appeared in his hand. This was a lower tier Qi Gathering Pill, and for lower tier cultivators, it was a rare Pills.    

    

Every few months, he would be given one Spirit Stone, and every few months, the sect would give one Spirit Stone to the service disciples.    

    

Haoran immediately became excited when he saw the Pills in Bai Xiaobei's hands: "Right, right, this is a Qi Gathering Pill right? In the past, I heard from an old senior that he ate one pill and stepped into the precelestial stage! "    

    

"Elementary Realm? "What is this?" Bai Xiaobei was curious, he had never heard of the term Houtian.    

    

The Houtian realm is a realm for us mortals. A Houtian master is the same as your weakest Supreme Celestial. If you shatter a boulder with a single punch, you can lift a boulder weighing more than 500 jins with a shake of your arms!    

    

"What?" The more he spoke, the darker Bai Xiaobei's face became. Even though he was already at the Meditation Stage First Level realm, which meant that he was one of the weakest cultivators, he still didn't have the power to shatter the boulder and lift up a five hundred jin boulder.    

    

Haoran looked at the Pills in Bai Xiaobei's hands and asked nervously: "Brother Bo, how are you willing to exchange?"    

    

"Exchange?" Bai Xiaobei shook his head: "This is a gift for you, I will give you one more, exchange it for your previous sword technique, how about it? "It seems to have quite the artistic conception."    

    

As he said that, he took out another Qi Gathering Pill. The usage of Qi Gathering Pill s to him was too low.    

    

Yu Haoran was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Many thanks Brother Bo, a single sword art is sufficient, this is not some profound sword technique, it is only the three moves of the Sword Immortal that Hao Ran learned from the Sword Immortal Mountain, many people know it."