I Am a Cultivator, I Just Want to Farm

Heaven and earth are dormant, and spiritual energy is withered. Cultivation in this life is like sailing against the current. The soil of Yuanxu is cracked, the turbid air is infected, and the immortal path has become a painful journey of grinding flesh and blood. When Su Chen was sixteen years old, he dug out a mysterious black Tao seed under the black soil of Luoluo Mountain. This is not a step up, but the beginning of hard work. When the seeds of Tao take root, we don't care about day and night, only about the thickness. It can take root in the earth's veins, absorb the stinging energy, and even swallow the Yuanxu Zhuosha. It does not grant supernatural powers, only root nature. Use your body as a field and all kinds of methods as your seeds.