Super Cultivating Farmer

The Bamboo Rat lairs created by the Great Earth Pulse Arts constantly had Bamboo Rat s entering, and some of them would even fight angrily. However, as the sun shone down, they hid in the lairs of the Bamboo Rat.    

    

The Bamboo Rat's lair was too particular. It had all sorts of nests, just like a human's house.    

    

Mo Yunqing did not understand what these things could do, and watched them silently.    

    

As soon as they collected the game, they were immediately surrounded by the villagers. There were even people from other villages, so it was impossible to conceal it from them.    

    

Snakes, Mountain Rat, Bullfrog, Bamboo Rat, Hare, Hen, Pig Badger...    

    

After a night of not seeing each other, the game had exploded.    

    

"This is indeed faster than the previous one." Bai Xiaobei sighed to himself, previously, he was not that efficient. Although it was the same time as before, there were always some things that were different.    

    

was the one who took over the Bamboo Rat. Ann Ke's boss would tell them to take over the Bamboo Rat in the future.    

    

Third Grandpa came over and chuckled: "This Little Girl also came early?"    

    

Bai Xiaobei looked at Mo Yunqing and laughed, "That's right, I went over earlier."    

    

Mo Yunqing was a little confused, but Bai Xiaobei did not plan to explain, and did not understand either.    

    

"That's right, Third Grandpa. Dongfu Sword Sect is, after all, a sect that cultivates Immortal Sect, and it belongs to a folding Cultivation Realm. If I were to head there at this time, when would I be able to return?"    

    

Bai Xiaobei couldn't understand, did it mean that a hundred years had passed, or did it mean that there hadn't been any changes?    

    

"There hasn't been any change, and it's still the same as before. Even the experts who left have been turned back by the flow of time. Why, do you want to go to Dongfu Sword Sect?" Don't say it, you are the only one who knows the Dongfu Thirteen Swords. If you were to go there, they would definitely think of you as the Dongfu Sword Immortal. "    

    

Third Grandpa laughed as he stroked his beard.    

    

"Who is the Dongfu Sword Immortal? Third Grandpa, do you know? I have yet to comprehend the thirteenth sword strike of the Dongfu Thirteen Swords. I'm afraid that this thirteenth sword strike can slay Immortals? "    

    

Bai Xiaobei thought of the Immortal's back, he felt a little familiar.    

    

"Me!"    

    

Third Grandpa smiled and said, "I was the one who created that space. It was boring to teleport a cultivation continent here, and at that time, the Primordial Ruinworld was the strongest.    

    

Dongfu Sword Immortal, it's actually Third Grandpa …    

    

Isn't this too ridiculous? However, thinking about it, how could there be immortals staying in such a crappy place like Earth?    

    

"Third Grandpa, you stole a Cultivation World …" Bai Xiaobei was speechless. This Third Grandpa was truly worthy of being called the Unrivaled Emperor.    

    

"What do you mean stealing? A Demon King came out of this Cultivation World. If it wasn't for me passing by, I would have already been eaten clean. This is called protection."    

    

Old Village Head slapped Bai Xiaobei's head.    

    

"Don't wander around if you don't have anything to do, this village is waiting for you to come and develop. Me doesn't understand this, but you already did quite well in the past. Me feels that it's quite interesting. Do more, Me will take a look."    

    

The Old Village Head was very interested in Bai Xiaobei's development of a village in the past. Little by little, he made this village that had no chance of being saved develop into the number one village.    

    

At that time, when Bai Xiaobei was taken away by Bai Canglao, he had almost wanted to capture Bai Xiaobei and bring him back, but after thinking for a while, he gave up.    

    

After all, this was a fortuitous opportunity for Bai Xiaobei.    

    

Bai Xiaobei's personality was the most suitable for farming. Otherwise, the Reincarnation Great Emperor would not have chosen him at that time, as he did not like the kind of person to cultivate.    

    

"No rush, no rush. Take your time." Bai Xiaobei was speechless towards his Third Grandpa. You are just a Reincarnation Great Emperor, how can you not do your work?    

    

"Oh yeah, I've also conveniently changed the fate of this kid's mother, Mac. But now, it's not too far from death. If you have time, go save her. She seems to have already been sent back from the hospital."    

    

Old Village Head indicated to Zhuo Xiaomai, who was selling the Ox Frog in the distance.    

    

"Damn, Third Grandpa, you're too awesome, but why didn't you revive Third Young Madam?"    

    

"Your third young mistress is at Immortal Realm, do you think everyone is the same as me? No, you're the same as Me, I just have my eyes on you, Xiaobei, cherish this time, Me has already been exposed, I'm afraid it won't be long before I leave. "    

    

Old Village Head looked up at the sky and sighed.    

    

"Mummy of Mai …"    

    

Bai Xiaobei looked at Zhuo Xiaomai who was queuing up in the distance. Wheat's mother's life had been changed by Old Village Head.    

    

Wait and see.    

    

"Old Secretary, the mouse hole you found really has Bamboo Rat s. Are you going to dig them or not? If not, then I'm going to dig them!"    

    

From the distance came the shouts of a villager.    

    

Old Village Head glared at him. "Little brat, I'm already so old, do you want to steal this thing?"    

    

"Old Secretary, you can't dig it up either. I'll dig it out for you. We get a 50/50 discount!"    

    

"Fuck you!"    

    

Old Village Head rushed there quickly.    

    

"He really knows how to play." Bai Xiaobei mumbled, then looked at Mo Yunqing who looked like he was looking at an alien, and immediately laughed: "I came out of a mental hospital with my Third Grandpa, just treat us as crazy."    

    

"…"    

    

Mo Yunqing was completely speechless. What were these two people talking about, Immortal Realm? Resurrection? Change fate?    

    

Bai Xiaobei laughed, the white hawk in the sky flashed, and the Small Gyrfalcon smashed into his face. Bai Xiaobei hugged the Small Gyrfalcon that had a face full of holes, and the little guy was smashed until he was dizzy.    

    

Chirp chirp!    

    

The Small Gyrfalcon flapped its wings and pecked his face, then struggled and jumped onto his shoulder.    

    

Ever since it was little, this little guy didn't like being carried, and the only thing that could stop it was its big shoulders. It then slowly turned into the type where Bai Xiaobei hugged it, and it gradually started to like being hugged too.    

    

Now, whoever hugged who pecked who.    

    

"You can't fly, and you're angry?" Bai Xiaobei patted its head, and said with a smile: "Be more obedient."    

    

Chirp chirp!    

    

The little sea holly pecked him on the head and then combed his wings.    

    

The little black dog wagged its tail as it ran over. The little dog was getting stronger and stronger. After all, it was constantly becoming stronger.    

    

In the afternoon, groups of Kunlun Sword Sect experts with swords at their waists arrived wearing all kinds of retro clothing. At the same time, dozens of armed police followed them.    

    

After all, it was too dangerous.    

    

"Come on, Posterior Mountain!"    

    

Bai Xiaobei's voice travelled to everyone's ears. After all, this group of people dressed in strange attire, and many people in the village had noticed it.    

    

Liu Sansheng took the lead, his eyes immediately lit up, and rushed to Posterior Mountain.    

    

"What are you guys doing?" Some villagers were scared and asked further.    

    

"We're in the movies, we're all props."    

    

A uniformed officer immediately smiled and indicated with the gun in his hand. Very quickly, a group of people quickly entered the Posterior Mountain.    

    

"You're from Heng Tang, right?"    

    

"Probably."    

    

"Police and costumes, what kind of farce is this?"    

    

"Who knows?"    

    

The villagers discussed and quickly forgot about it. They continued to dig Bamboo Rat to earn money.