Chapter 1752: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 5

Even the spiritual power that was hacked was temporarily suppressed.

However, this result can be regarded as indirectly achieving the goal that the disaster wanted to achieve.

Chu Ci, who brought Bai Xingjian back to her hut, looked at the man lying on her bed, frowning, and poked him with the long-spout pot she usually used to water the ground.

He didn't wake up either, just sleeping and repairing his body.

Chu Ci had already changed her clothes at this moment. The light orange clothes replaced her green clothes. Finally, she no longer looked like a green vegetable.

The surrounding aura fluctuated slightly.

Chu Ci, who poked him again and again, raised his eyes, stopped moving his hands, and blinked.

Watching the guy lying on his bed slowly open his eyes.

His slightly dull eyes blinked twice before turning to look at Chu Ci.

He sat up, his face showing no change in expression from the first time they met until now.

He glanced at the long-spout pot in Chu Ci's hand.

The voice was calm, but it sounded like an accusation, "You poke me."

"Oh." Chu Ci followed his example and nodded, then continued poking.

He didn't seem to be very good at communicating with others, or he was used to being in high positions, so he didn't need to say anything, so everything went smoothly.

Now that he met Chu Ci, his little communication experience seemed quite insufficient.

"This is where?"

There are still people asking about this person.

Chu Ci raised his eyes and blinked, "Linggu, my territory."

Bai Xingjian searched for information about this spiritual valley in his mind. He vaguely seemed to have heard someone mention it once, but because it didn't appear often, he wasn't very familiar with it.

But it can be considered a place where we know each other.

Bai Xingjian nodded and felt the spiritual power in his body again.

When he felt that the spiritual power in his body was suppressed, he frowned and made a tentative impact. When he found that it didn't work, he gave up the action casually and waited patiently for his meridians to adapt to the thunder tribulation and become much stronger. the power of.

Although his spiritual power is temporarily suppressed, it will probably recover soon.

Moreover, the spiritual power here is quite abundant, and it is even better than the place where he stayed before, and it is quite comfortable.

The ancestor who has always acted willfully thought about where he was and felt it carefully, and decided to stay here for the time being.

He didn't feel at all that his disappearance would have a big impact on the Immortal Sect.

"then who are you?"

Bai Xingjian didn't hesitate and said, "Bai Xingjian."

Outside, Bai Xingjian, as the ancestor, has been cultivating for who knows how many years. Usually, few people call him by his name. Basically, the monks who are still cultivating immortals have to call him "ancestor" honestly. So this name is not well known.

So when you mention it like this, you don't have to worry about anyone recognizing it.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about the little girl's expression, the ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

He glanced at the purse on the little girl's waist.

There is one word embroidered on it - porcelain.

He looked at it with lowered eyes for a while, and then spoke.

"porcelain?"

His voice was kind of clear and moist, he probably didn't speak much, it was slightly hoarse, it was low and passed people's ears, it was particularly nice to hear.

Chu Ci also lowered his head and glanced at the storage bag on his waist.

This is a space storage artifact left by the original owner's parents.