Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 482 Little Chicken Cultivating Immortality 8 (The End)



Chapter 482 Little Chicken Cultivating Immortality 8 (The End)

I won't cheat you out of your money or lust after your body.

They're just trying to trick you into going out to work for a few days so you can experience the care from the sect's seniors.

Who cares?

Nobody cares.

There is no path to ascension, and the fact that you can maintain this mindset is already very kind.

Jiang Jidan felt that the owner of that hand was somewhat out of place with the atmosphere of the jade bottle world.

Suppress your curiosity.

Jiang Jidan decided to take his underlings to the school to learn from the masters.

The kind that is open and aboveboard.

The old student at Guihua Village School wanted to refuse the welcome from the village's livestock.

Until Jiang Jidan gave the order.

An old dog rushed to the front of the line and handed half a beehive to the old scholar.

The other half is still in Huayuan's hands.

These two old men, roughly the same age, can be considered to have shared both good times and bad.

The days of slacking off in school are gone forever.

Every few nights.

They would leave the house like thieves.

Sometimes I was carried up the mountain by a bear from out of town, and sometimes I was carried up the mountain by an old ox.

The water in the broken earthenware pot on the mountain was already boiled.

Several chicken and bird eggs were also cooked on the side.

This must be the old man's midnight snack.

After eating and drinking his fill, the old scholar, feeling drowsy, sat cross-legged on a rock and began to lecture.

Village Chief Youhua would occasionally come out to communicate.

The part-time life of the old scholar was quite pleasant.

Even the livestock would give way to him during the day.

Except for the bully goose.

The goose felt it had received a lot of instruction (and beatings) from its leader.

They didn't need the old scholar to teach them how to be human or beast, and they had no interest in the old scholar's storytelling.

I usually just think about him and then give him a few sarcastic remarks.

That's a way of showing respect.

This was because its old master's grandson was studying under the old scholar.

They treat the elderly and care for the young like that, but they don't respect teachers and value morality either.

If this goose were a person, it would definitely be a major villain. The more I look at it, the more I appreciate it.

They praise it as a genius goose, whether there's something to say or not.

The goose, flattered and emboldened, even dared to slap its unfilial son in front of its family.

The unfilial son no longer dared to be unfilial.

Being slapped for so long will make you develop a habit of being submissive and timid.

The goose really enjoyed it.

In this family, either everyone else is subservient, or the unfilial son is subservient.

Who else but me is the unfilial son?

Things in Guihua Village were kept very secret.

Everyone understands the saying "possessing a treasure is a crime," and there were many such stories in the popular storybooks of Yuanbao City.

The villagers have also figured it out.

They are all waiting now.

Once these intelligent poultry move to a different location, whether it's to the mountains or the next village, it's fine.

The phrase "better to die than you" has suddenly become a tangible reality.

*

Qingtian Sect.

Hua Xin, who is over two meters tall, wore a vest and worked up a sweat in the medicinal herb field under the scorching sun.

In Hua Xin's understanding.

Techniques are techniques, and body training is body training; you should do both at the same time.

Her great-aunt was her role model.

wrong.

This child is already more advanced than her great-aunt.

He is taller than others, the level of farming tasks he receives is higher than others, and the number of spirit orbs he receives each month is also higher than others.

When the great-aunt of the Hua family found out, she could only feel gratified.

They even started imagining whether their own family could produce a manager from the Aota clan...

It's hard to say whether they'll take charge or not.

Recently, the two of them have been busy preparing to go back to their hometown.

The answer is that Uncle Yi is going back, and he can also give the two of them a mission to accompany him, which won't count as a day off.

Hua Xin never refused.

Hua Gu Zu was not there either.

It would be a waste if they didn't use those two spots.

Better go.

Once they arrive in Yuanbao City, it wouldn't be a problem for them to walk back to their respective hometowns.

This is the benefit of physical exercise.

Traveling at full speed for three days is no problem.

Even low-level powerhouses have their own kind of confidence.

Hua Yuan had no idea his granddaughter was coming back.

I'm currently worried about my two younger children who are growing so fast.

If it weren't for the fact that the child's face resembled theirs...

The villagers will probably all say they went out and kidnapped someone else's child.

"My children, you are still young. Learn to work hard and study hard."

Have you forgotten what Sister Xin said?

"Being out in the world isn't just about recognizing a couple of words."

"Yes, Grandpa is right."

"Hmm."

"Grandpa, let's go find eggs and bring them back so we can study together."

Hua Yuan was stumped by his grandchildren. The two kids, one big and one small, seemed to have met his old friend, and their thick skin was an enhanced version of Hua Xin's.

Compared to their parents who can only say "uh-huh".

Hua Yuan also abandoned his intention to discipline the child.

It's good that you can talk.

It's better than having four mute people in the family.

"Don't you think so, old woman?"

Grandma Hua was busy drying sweet potatoes and ignored Old Man Hua's mutterings to himself.

After the sweet potatoes are dried, they will be made into sweet potato flour.

a bit tired.

Fortunately, they have benefited from eggs in recent years.

My health has improved.

My eyesight is good, my back doesn't hurt, and my teeth aren't loose.

That's right, Grandma Huaxin thinks people really shouldn't be too diligent.

The more diligent you are, the busier and more tired you become.

The more tired you are, the more things you have to do.

"Old man, hurry up and cook. Fry up all the dried fish that Egg brought back this morning."

Whether you're hungry or not isn't the point.

The key is to get people working, like spinning a top.

Eggs are still a symbol of filial piety.

Filial piety has remained unchanged for years.

Raising a chicken is better than raising a son; you can give him gold, silver, and meat to eat, and it can even warm your bed in winter.

*

When Grandma Huaxin's dried sweet potatoes were ready to be dried.

Hua Xin, a minor migrant worker from Qingtian Zong, walked back to Guihua Village.

The villagers were all amazed when they saw her.

Did the Hua family take an excessive amount of elixirs?

They can grow taller than each other.

When Hua Yuan saw this tall man from a distance, he felt a wave of dizziness.

When did his family suddenly develop a gene for being tall?

The ginger and egg dish had been waiting at the village entrance for a long time.

Upon seeing Hua Xin, it excitedly leaped onto her shoulder.

"Good heavens, my Huaxin is now in a double-door situation..."

One punch from one of his fellow disciples would probably be enough.

Hua Xin hadn't seen Ji Chong for several years, and when he started praising his old friend, he almost slipped up.

The ginger egg made two "ooh" sounds.

It means I don't like what I'm hearing.

slipped.

The steady and reliable Huaxin is not as fun as its new roommate.

Its new roommates are rather ignorant, so the egg is naturally their most majestic companion.

After a unique and long-awaited reunion.

Hua Xin saw the strange birds and beasts in the village and confirmed that she could not sense their cultivation level, which put her worries at ease.

There are unusual poultry.

There are also those that are not unusual.

The poultry wouldn't even stop the villagers from eating their unambitious brothers and sisters.

These are all hopes that they can be reborn as a human in their next life.

Ok.

Everyone's ideas are quite comprehensive.

The two weeks passed quickly.

Hua Xin, having nothing better to do, cleared out several plots of land for her family.

Be

The villagers watched with envy, their mouths watering.

Treat yourself like an ox? Having spiritual roots makes all the difference.

The wilderness has been cleared.

The grain has been harvested.

Hua Xin also hand-finished the new house for her family.

The question is, what's the difference between this and the Hua family suddenly becoming rich?

*

Fortunately, the Hua family didn't have anything else to be envious of.

The two smaller ones don't have spiritual roots.

Then everyone felt less resentful.

They completely forgot that these two tall guys could beat someone until they cried for their parents with just their fists.

The person who once led the mockery out of jealousy cried out.

Those two fists are practically made of stone.

When they started hitting me, I thought I was going to see my great-grandmother.

Hua Yuan believes that out of sight, out of mind.

I've noticed that my eldest granddaughter is becoming more and more independent and has her own ideas about finding a husband, so I feel like I don't have to worry about her anymore.

She and her husband moved into their granddaughter's newly built home.

Ginger and eggs went together.

Guihua Village has remained unchanged for decades.

Many villagers have left, but many are still alive.

Some people witnessed the old man Hua's granddaughter choosing a husband.

I heard that the young man was found in the Qingtian Sect, and maybe they can even have a child with spiritual roots in the future.

After finding a husband, Hua Xin returned to Guihua Village and held a banquet.

I treated everyone to several meals.

Then she took the young man back to Qingtian Sect to continue farming.

Hua Yuan's hair was quite white, and he muttered as he looked at his granddaughter's back.

"If you love farming so much, your future children might be born holding a hoe."

Grandma Huaxin laughed at him.

"Why are you making your hair turn white? Do you want to keep your granddaughter at home with you?"

You'd be better off reincarnating as a spirit beast in the Qingtian Sect, eating the fields your granddaughter grows every day.

Hua Xin's parents, who were not particularly prominent, took note of this suggestion.

They're just waiting to be reincarnated so they can make their demands.

Hua Yuan's attempt to play the victim failed.

He carried his old hen away from the crowd.

We sat together by the water, enjoying the breeze and watching the little fish perform a death wish.

Originally, it didn't matter when or whether one died.

Jiang, a seasoned egg connoisseur, felt she no longer wanted to live, yet couldn't bear to make the old man sad.

So, they tricked him into going to find an opportunity, and the chicken disappeared from Osmanthus Village.

The long-lived old tortoise had already left the gentry's house with its possessions and was now guarding the stone tablet with the goose.

Over the centuries, the two who weren't the most talented actually became a generation of powerful figures.

The reason was that the owner of the hand was worried that the monks would rebel.

It drained away the spiritual energy.

They treat things like child's play.

However, he was unable to defend against domestic fowl and wild animals.

While they were trying to break through their cultivation level, they accidentally broke through the barrier and left the jade bottle, taking their families with them to continue their miserable lives.


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