"Why call it Qiufeng Sword?"

Feeling the autumn wind blowing on his face, Fang Chang thought in his heart, and then shook his head.

He thought of a few more names, such as "green vine", "pine wind", "blue bamboo", "golden waterfall", "ancient patterns", and "falling clouds", but he was not very satisfied.

Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced at the source of Huanhua Creek, the location of the Spirit Sword Spring on the hillside, and he said to his heart:

"Ha, the Lingquan Sword in the Lingjian Spring, how about you "Lingquan Sword"?"

He seemed to be very satisfied with the name. The Lingquan Sword in front of him bounced upwards and then fell back into Fangchang's hands. He could even vaguely feel the feeling of joy in the sword he was holding in both hands.

The fairy sword has a spirit.

Unfortunately, the sword has been set and is not suitable for writing upwards.

Fang Chang took out his straight-back little jade knife, wrote the word "Lingquan" on the bark sheath, then sheathed the Lingquan sword behind the blade, carried it behind him again, and stood up and left the shallow Huanhua River Valley.

From today on, he has a sword.

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The rising sun began to emerge in the distance.

First, a little brightness appeared on the horizon, dyeing the clouds yellow, and then the nearby morning star was eclipsed. Then the brightness continued to expand, showing an arc-shaped outline.

It seemed that the sun was shining, and the clouds and mists around Xianqi cliff faded a little, and the hidden tea trees, plants, and the trees on the cliff were exposed in the light.

On the big rock by the cliff, the five hearts are facing the sky, and morning class is being held.

As I breathed and breathed, a few traces of spiritual energy were filled with my body, which led to the Xianqi cliff. The already active inspiration was slightly excited.

This spiritual energy seemed to appear out of thin air, causing him to become more spiritual as he continues to practice.

Next to the big stone, there are gourd vines wrapped around it, and several gourds are hung on it. The big one is about the same as a slap, and the small one is only slightly thicker than the thumb, which is very charming.

A three-foot long sword leaned against the gourd vine and bathed in spiritual energy with the gourd on the vine.

It has green vines around the handle, tree bark is sheathed, and an animal skin strap is also tied on it.

The two words "Lingquan" are engraved on the scabbard, which is upright and clear, but there is no fireworks. Through the golden color on the sword grid, it can be distinguished that this is a bronze sword.

Recently, Fang Chang has been carrying this sword, and even when he fell asleep at night, he leaned the sword against the edge of the bed. After continuous sharpening, the blade became even colder and sharper. Occasionally, when he went to play chess with the god Zhang Shan, the god Zhang Chun of the mountain kept praising him when he saw this sword.

Not far away, there were several thatched huts, displayed in the open space, and were emitting smoke. When they grew up, they stewed vegetable broth in the kitchen, which was also his meal after morning class.

It was not until the sun completely jumped out of the horizon that he let out a long breath, sprayed out a foot-long white mist, and ended his morning exercise.

He jumped off the big stone with full energy, and Fang Chang picked up the Lingquan sword and went back. He was keen and could already smell the aroma of vegetables and meat soup in the kitchen.

There is also a fire pit in the kitchen, with several large firewood burning, bright yellow flames appearing, and a four-legged square tripod on the fire, the soup in the tripod is slowly gurgling, and vegetables and shredded meat are rolling in it.

“Good taste.”

He sprinkled salt and put it in a wooden spoon into the pottery bowl. After tasting it, he praised it.

Then he killed all the whole soup, and the vegetables and animal meat inside were wiped out by him.

After using magic to clean the tableware and kitchenware, Fang Chang put out the fire in the pond, got up from the dining table, stretched his limbs, and prepared to start a day of work.

Well, work.

Fang Chang is now preparing to open a field.

Agriculture is the cornerstone of stable life, and animal husbandry and fishery are also one of agriculture, which is the most important way of wealth production in this era.

The top of Xianqi cliff is vast. He chose a fertile land on the cliff, cleared the grass and trees on it, and took advantage of the autumn to turn over the ground and loosen the soil to prepare for the next year.

Fertilization is impossible.

As we all know, practitioners do not need to go to the toilet.

Therefore, Fangchang does not have that kind of natural fertilizer here. As for the small size of the ash pit, it cannot provide any fertilizer. However, you can consider planting green beans first and then planting millet in the field.

Fang Chang carried a sword on his back and bowed to the heavy bronze shovel, and rummaged deeply in the field, picked out the stones and gravels inside and threw them beside him. The heavy and wide bronze shovel was as light as feathers in Fang Chang's hand, and it was rubbed by the soil, revealing its golden true colors.

“Don’t be burdened with food and clothing, I also cultivate the Xianqi Cliff;

When spring comes, half of it can be planted~~”

When he became interested, Fang Chang scattered a few likable poems and chanted loudly, which attracted the stupid eagle in the nearby tree with a bamboo rat staring at him like a fool.

He didn't care about the bird's gaze and kept moving his hands.

While working, Fang Chang suddenly stood up and looked in a certain direction - his eyes just met a bull demon on the distant hillside.

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A Niu has been thinking about his surname for a long time.

Because for a bull demon, the surname "Niu" is also a very good choice.

But after thinking about it, he decided to use the surname of his former master, the same as his friend Liu Ahuang, with his surname as his surname.

Therefore, his name is now "Liu Aniu".

Since leaving Huqiao Town and entering the mountain with his good friend Liu Ahuang, Aniu has been doing a good life.

The mountains make him feel comfortable.

There are endless wild fruits and wild fruits here, the mountain springs are sweet, the world is vast, and there are many caves and stone caves that can shelter from wind and rain. There are many birds and beasts in the mountains, and I also met a few little monsters who have already opened their spirits. A Niu has a generous personality and has made a few more friends.

There is no need to worry about safety. Although there are many carnivorous animals in Yunzhongshan, there are no demons among them, so they can't beat Liu Aniu. Aniu is strong and no one can threaten him.

However, in his spare time, he still misses the past.

He missed his friend Liu Ahuang, his master Liu Changqing, and the babies in the courtyard, but he knew that he could no longer go back in a short period of time.

What A Niu does every day is to walk slowly from one mountain to another, taste different kinds of grass, and chew and eat different flavors of branch and leaf berries, which is very pleasant.

In addition, he is also thinking about his transformation.

Although Ah Huang told himself that after the master Liu Changqing's family, he would come to Yunzhongshan to find him, it would be too long. If he could transform himself during this period, he could re-enter the mortal world and experience it in the world, so as to meet his friends faster.

But A Niu had no idea about this.

On this day, A Niu found a mountain to climb up as usual.

He was about to taste the purple plant down the top of the mountain.

After twisting the bull's head on the hillside, Aniu suddenly discovered that there was a cliff not far away, which was very magnificent.

The cliffs are tall and clouds are shrouded in mist. A delicate waterfall is rushing down between the grass and trees on the cliff. In autumn, yellow leaves and trees are covered with cliffs, and the forest is dotted with green pines and cypresses.

There was an open space in between, with a man wearing a white sword on it, swinging the ground with a shovel.

Aniu's eyes are like copper bells, and his eyesight is very good. He recognized the identity of that person:
Chapter completed!