Super Cultivating Farmer

0Da Qing was wearing a vest on his body and a huge red flower on his neck which made it even more hilarious. Surprisingly, Da Qing didn't resist, and even had a bit of a liking to it.    

    

The little black dog got beaten up by Li Lan. This dog was in trouble.    

    

The Xiao Hui stood on Bai Xiaobei's shoulder and continuously mumbled something. The little guy had been cultivating for a while and seemed to have made some progress.    

    

The Big Gyrfalcon's wings were also tied with a red cloth. According to Mom, they had to celebrate the new year.    

    

As usual!    

    

Everything was no different from before, Bai Xiaobei really liked this feeling.    

    

The New Year came. Bai Xiaobei had been in a good mood for the past two days, paying respects to the new year, sending red packets and being rich and willful.    

    

"Is this bathing for wild boars?"    

    

Mo Tianxing was a cultivation madman. At night, he was usually in a state of cultivation and it was rare for him to have some time to walk around during the day.    

    

If it were not for the fact that Huan Zhuan had been pestering him for the past two days, he would probably have been training nonstop. After being blown away by the firecrackers, he no longer had the mood to cultivate.    

    

Mo Tianxing had no choice, it was because the Demon Beast lineup behind him was too strong, he couldn't beat them!    

    

In Bai Xiaobei's eyes, this was meaningless, how much fun was it?    

    

Bai Xiaobei was shaving the wild boar and had been close to it for the past two days. Mom said it wasn't clean, so Bai Xiaobei directly shamed the wild boar.    

    

The Small Gyrfalcon happily jumped up and down its body. It liked to watch this kind of masochistic scene.    

    

Hearing this, Bai Xiaobei turned around and looked at Mo Tianxing. His simple Taoist robe still looked clean and clean. He smiled and said, "It's too dirty. Play with it all day long!"    

    

"Then why do you wear a red cloth around your neck?" Mo Tianxing looked at the wild boar with red cloth and red flowers around its neck and couldn't help laughing.    

    

"I'm not happy about not hanging on to Lil 'White!"    

    

The Small Gyrfalcon was an example. It didn't feel good to have a small red cloth strip tied to its wings, but it was tied back to its wings twice by Mom, so Bai Xiaobei had no choice but to seek help from Bai Xiaobei. Bai Xiaobei had no other choice, so the little guy started to take note of the other little guys.    

    

He had to be balanced. Naturally, he had to be balanced as well.    

    

Since it was the same as the other party, it was unhappy that it didn't wear any other equipment.    

    

Mo Tianxing looked at the Small Gyrfalcon strangely and said: "Xiao Bai is not willing? "Why not?"    

    

Mo Tianxing didn't understand.    

    

The Small Gyrfalcon flew down and Bai Xiaobei hugged it. The little guy's body wasn't small, so after being hugged, it struggled a few times unwillingly.    

    

Unable to struggle out, he could only peck Bai Xiaobei's chin and look at Mo Tianxing with his head tilted.    

    

Bai Xiaobei patted its head and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate this pig. This pig will become a Demon Beast in a few days' time. This time, it came back because of the Five Elements Sect's aurous core. Otherwise, it won't stay here."    

    

If it wasn't an expert from the Five Elements Sect, the wild boar really wouldn't have come here.    

    

Mo Tianxing looked at the wild boar in shock and realized that the wild boar was also about to become a Demon Beast.    

    

Becoming a Demon Beast meant … He couldn't win!    

    

"Is it that powerful?" Mo Tianxing had the urge to ask about everything here. Especially that black dog that liked to run around. It was clearly a dog, but it was also a Demon Beast.    

    

It really wasn't even as good as a dog, he was completely shocked.    

    

"More or less!" Bai Xiaobei touched the Small Gyrfalcon, and the little guy struggled violently. Bai Xiaobei laughed: "A wild boar's strength is almost the same as an ordinary first stage Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs, but its attacking skills are lacking."    

    

Although the wild boar did not have a breakthrough, its strength was not weak. There were many suitable experts who had just entered the Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs, but when compared to the cultivators of the Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs, it was still lacking.    

    

Mo Tianxing was helpless. The wild boar was dissatisfied with Bai Xiaobei's words and whined.    

    

"Those leopards …"    

    

"These are all Demon Beast, don't provoke them. Their mothers are comparable to Jindan Stage cultivators."    

    

In the distance, a few Small Dragon Cat were being chased by Little Flower Pig, who would die after stealing the vegetables. Its cultivation talent was average, so to become a Demon Beast, it would probably need at least a few years.    

    

Even I am a Demon Beast?    

    

They were all so strong!    

    

Mo Tianxing felt that cultivating for so long was a waste of time, because the Pills that Bai Xiaobei gave him had already made a big leap in his cultivation on the basis of the Invigoration of Archaeus in Zang-organs, but so what?    

    

"Do you feel like you have become a cultivator?" Or do you think it's better to be an ordinary person? "    

    

For such a long time, Mo Tianxing had always felt that the stronger he was, the better. However, after many contacts, he sometimes envied Bai Xiaobei. What he envied was not their strength, but the ability to do whatever they wanted as they pleased.    

    

He could, but he was used to it!    

    

A cultivator or an ordinary person? Bai Xiaobei looked at Mo Tianxing and knew that he had become suspicious of the latter's cultivation.    

    

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm not that conflicted. I'll let nature take its course."    

    

He rubbed the Small Gyrfalcon's head and ignored its angry gaze as he rubbed it with all his might before placing it on his arm and continuing: "Cultivators allowed me to change my life, and because of some special connections, I came into contact with a better path. Although my strength increased very quickly, I do not like to cultivate.    

    

Mo Tianxing's gaze was already very complicated. Hearing Bai Xiaobei's words, he also had an inexplicable expression on his face.    

    

Bai Xiaobei looked around, looked at his own home, smiled and said, "Whether it's an ordinary person or a cultivator, I like my home more. Bai Xiaobei looked around, looked at his home, smiled and said," Whether it's an ordinary person or a cultivator, I prefer my home more to me.    

    

Mo Tianxing nodded and smiled, "Perhaps so. After cultivating for so many years, I thought I was invincible, but now I know that there are people above me, and I know that cultivation is endless. But I am willing to continue."    

    

Obviously, Mo Tianxing still chose to continue cultivating.    

    

Bai Xiaobei nodded and smiled bitterly: "I don't have such high aspirations, I was bullied a lot in school, and when I was young I had to walk a lot of mountain roads because of my family, and I was often bullied, even now I don't have that much ambition. I have two girlfriends and a bunch of kids to keep me company, the rest is not important to me, I just want to stay with them."    

    

Accompanying them as they grew up was what Bai Xiaobei wanted to do the most. Cultivating was meaningless, it was a waste of time.    

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At least for now.    

    

Obviously, the two of them chose a different path. Since Mo Tianxing chose cultivators and Bai Xiaobei chose to continue down this path, it could be said that he voluntarily gave up on the path of cultivators.    

    

However, this wasn't giving up. He was already able to face the immortal head on. There was still Reincarnation Great Emperor behind him. Was he giving up?    

    

That was a joke.    

    

Both of them were silent, because no one could say for sure what would happen in the future.    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]