I Plant Spring Breeze in the Sky

On the day when he transcended the tribulation and ascended to heaven, Lin Feng thought he had finally survived. As a result, as soon as he stepped into the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, he was kicked to the Aragantian Division - five hundred acres of black soil was barren of grass, and not a single green seedling had grown in 30,000 years. The steward held the grass root in his mouth and told him: "What you sow will die, just wait for death." Lin Feng squatted on the ridge of the field and grabbed a handful of soil, and Shen Nong's pupils opened. Under the soil, resentment crystals were densely packed, but there was still a trace of golden spiritual power struggling to breathe. "It can be saved." That night he took out the last green rice seed from the storage ring and buried it in the dead soil. At dawn on the fourth day, a golden-green bud broke out of the ground, and the entire Jiuxiao aura trembled. The Immortal Emperor crushed the tea cup. Lingzhi Garden sent people overnight to trample the seedlings. Deep in the eighth heaven, a pair of eyes that had been closed for thirty thousand years slowly opened. They thought he was dead. They don't know - this land farmer from the lower realm plans to turn over the entire sky. Others rely on meditation to achieve immortality, while I rely on farming to achieve immortality. The elixir you are fighting for, the radish rooted in my field is the best. Arata Tsukasa? From today on, it will be called Chunfeng Farm.