[Family cultivation] [Farming] [Non-travel] [No system] [Group portrait] [Decisive killing]
On a winter night in Huangjia'ao, the last three people in the village froze to death.
Farmer Huang Dazhu squatted under the earth wall, looking at the withered grains in his hands, knowing that his whole family would not survive this spring.
Until he was in the cave of Langyagou and picked up a bag of green vitriol that could turn dry fields green, and a spiritual fruit that exuded a warm green light.
The spiritual fruit relieved the long-sick wife's cough, and the alumite allowed the five acres of thin fields to grow amazing crops.
The eldest son thus touched the threshold of cultivating immortality, and the younger daughter could actually understand the language of plants and trees.
Huang Dazhu suddenly understood that the fate of the Huang family could no longer just depend on the fate and be bullied by others.
Starting from these five acres of land, he wanted to plant a family of immortal cultivators for future generations.
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This is a story with no system, no grandfather, and no inheritance.
There are only the simplest survival wisdom, the most tenacious mortal blood, and the faint hope that the family holds tightly and refuses to let go.
Watch how they dig out food from the loess, go to the spiritual fields to seek enlightenment, and finally let the family name resound throughout the world of immortality and mortals.
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It's so useless to be an immortal. Go away and stop being embarrassed. What kind of novel is this?
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It's so useless to be an immortal. Go away and stop being embarrassed. What kind of novel is this?
Leveling up too fast, plus fighting all the time