Nicang Road

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, the village where Lu Chen lives is just a speck of dust in the spiritual desert. He thought he would face loess all his life, until he picked up the black stone that was warm in winter and cool in summer, and occasionally pulsed in a dry well behind the village. It can't make him fly to the sky and escape immediately, but it can make dead wood bloom and bad iron turn into steel. Relying on it, Lu Chen embarked on the clumsiest and most solid path of cultivation, starting from planting the first spiritual grain. He used it to improve the barren spiritual fields, extract the essence from the abandoned mines that no one cares about, and perfect the most basic techniques. When he thought it was just a magical "farming tool", the storm in the world of cultivation had quietly swept to this remote mountain village.