My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 658 Fighting against Mr. Jiadao

The criss-crossing field ridges, the simple disciples who are busy harvesting.

Take a deep breath, it is the purest local taste of nature, and you will feel comfortable from the heart.

"Before, when I heard the name of Zhai Xinggu, I thought it was like a dreamlike heavenly palace like Biluofu, but I didn't expect it to be so down-to-earth!"

Li Huaifeng sighed sincerely.

"I have been to Zhaixing Valley three times, and I never want to return every time. There is the most delicious corn vein rice in the Northern Territory, the sweetest Lingbao melon, which can make people's aftertaste Qingyuan wine. The thousand-year dream in my gourd is A variety improved on the basis of Qingyuan wine."

Ren Chaoge strode forward and took a sip of wine alone.

Although the corners of the mouth were filled with the joy of reuniting with old friends, but deep in the expression was helplessness and sadness.

Nature has given us life, the most essential nutrition.

But we have to trample on the village in turn. The ridges here are impermanent in the way of heaven and impermanence in people's hearts.

Not long after, the three of them, led by the young man, came to the innermost row of thatched huts.

This is a farmhouse surrounded by mountains on three sides with a small river running through it.

Mr. Jia Dao, the owner of the valley, is approachable, and lives with his disciples and elders all year round without any airs.

At this moment, Mr. Jia Dao is in a nursery, harvesting mature corn grains.

"Major, please wait a moment, I'll call my father over right now."

The young man slightly arched his hands, with a look of sadness on his face.

"Wait a minute, it's not too late to fight again after Mr. Jia Dao is done."

Rotten stopped the other party suddenly, and quietly watched Jia Dao working in the field with a sickle in his hand, neither slow nor ill.

"Thanks in advance, junior, here are newly picked food and fruits, the three of you should enjoy it."

Young people pay great attention to etiquette, and the small round table on the floor is filled with all kinds of fresh ingredients.

"Pretentious, obviously here to ruin the situation, making you seem like the embodiment of justice, who is it for?"

Li Huaifeng didn't bother to criticize. He picked up a piece of corn and took a bite. It was as sweet as fruit and contained no impurities.

"Zhaixinggu can best comprehend the profound meaning of nature. They don't pursue the infinite power of the universe, but integrate their skills into field work. They are dedicated and precise. Although Zhaixinggu only ranks seventh in the ten sects of immortality, Jia Dao Mr.'s personal strength is enough to make anyone fear three points, he has always kept a low profile!"

Ren Chaoge said with a smile.

Put away the wine gourd in your hand, pick up the sea bowl on the table, and drink freely.

An hour later, the sun was setting.

The disciples in the field put away their working tools and ended their day's work.

Different from disciples of other sects who practiced exercises and realized the Dao, Zhai Xinggu integrated practice into rural labor, and everyone's demeanor and temperament were very simple.

There is a sense of stability in the simplicity and a long breath, which is awe-inspiring.

"Demon Lord, I've been waiting for a long time."

Mr. Jia Dao was wearing coarse linen clothes with a cloth scarf hanging on his shoulders, looking ordinary.

But in a pair of eyes, there is indifference, clarity, profoundness that can break through the world of mortals, and there is no lack of artistic conception of fairy spirit.

"Mr. Jia Dao is an expert in the Northern Territory, and his realm is directly connected to the semi-sage of the human race. It is worth waiting for Luo."

Rotten got up suddenly, which was the signal before the battle.

"I still have a few flowers and plants to water."

Mr. Jia Dao's old face showed a touch of infinite love for nature, and he turned around leisurely and walked to the quiet valley behind the farmhouse.

The three of Li Huaifeng also followed in. Inside was a paradise scene full of various flowers and plants, as well as grape trellises and plums.

"In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, Wuling people fished for a living. They walked along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly, they came across a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the banks, and there were no miscellaneous trees in the middle. The grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. .”

Li Huaifeng leisurely recalled the "Peach Blossom Spring" he had learned when he was on earth.

The style and appearance of Star Picking Valley is exactly the same as the scenery and atmosphere recorded in it.

Being able to enjoy the beauty of such a paradise in troubled times, from this point of view alone, Mr. Jia Dao is already a master who has stepped into the semi-holy realm of the human race and the road of eternal prosperity.

He picked up a watering pot, walked through the peach blossom tree, the grape trellis, and finally watered carefully in front of a Clivia with bright flowers, as if treating his own children, with kindness and love on his face.

"This Clivia may have a lifespan of 500 years. It has condensed spirituality and is the king of flowers."

Roten nodded in praise.

"The scenery here is pleasant, and the winding paths lead to secluded places. Why don't you just compete here."

Roten stands proudly.

A slanting sun spread in the far sky, and the flowers and plants here were blooming one after another. It was such a heroic and beautiful landscape, which made his heart rise with fighting spirit.

At this moment, thousands of disciples of Star Picking Valley, carrying hoes and sickles, stopped outside the valley to watch.

They understand that this battle is related to the future of Star Picking Valley and the life and death of the valley owner.

Everyone's thoughts are heavy and grief is incomparable, but none of them superficial.

Prior to this, Mr. Jia Dao had already explained all the funeral affairs, and no one dared to disobey the wishes of this respected old man.

"Please enlighten me!"

Mr. Jia Dao put down the kettle in his hand and turned around leisurely.

"Fengjue, the wind rises from the sky!"

Rothen started the fight without saying a word.

He has always let his opponents make moves first, which is due to his aloof personality.

But in the face of Mr. Jia Dao, he took the lead, with admiration and respect invisibly, which can be regarded as aboveboard.

"The wind blows the wheat and the waves blow!"

Mr. Jia Dao saw a hundred violent storm clusters approaching, he did not dodge or dodge, and he took three steps on his feet.

Although it is only three simple steps, it contains the law of the great way.

The hard ground seemed to be softened by him, like sea waves, forming one after another vortex, constantly surging.

Roten's attacking air mass is decisive and extremely powerful.

However, the vortex under Mr. Jia Dao's feet is lingering and lingering, and it is directly connected to the earth in a short span of a hundred miles.

Every vortex seems to carry the original power of the earth, and it actually wraps a hundred wind groups in it.

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In the distance, a golden wheat field is blown by a gust of wind, presenting a fluttering scene, tranquil and spectacular.

"Using softness to soften rigidity? Mr. Jia Dao was able to use the power of the earth to defuse Roten's attack, breaking the trick and being invisible. What kind of magical power is this?"

Li Huaifeng was shocked.

Before, Roten fought against Wen Taiji, Chi Yunyan, the Queen of the Sea and his wife. They all collided with brute force and were defeated by Roten's absolute strength.

But Mr. Jia Dao did the opposite, merged and transferred, and easily resolved this move, and his realm was obviously a head higher.

"Daxuanji Tuhengbo, ranked 29th in the Three Thousand Avenues, and the unique knowledge of the Zhaixinggu Town School. There are still changes in this supernatural power. Mr. Jia Dao has not used it with all his strength."

Ren Chaoge was neither sad nor happy, as if he had expected this long ago.

Jia Dao was the first opponent who was invincible in the face of Rothen Feng Zi Jue. This was a shocking and happy event for everyone in the Ten Sects of Immortal Dao.

"Use Xuanji to break the wind, Mr. Jia Dao, you really did not disappoint Luo."

Roten's eyes showed ecstasy, and he suddenly sent out the Instant Youth Blade.

A blush flashed past, and even space couldn't stop his sharpness.

Mr. Jia Dao suddenly raised his head, a trace of worry flashed across his brows.

He stood upright and took six steps in a row.

Suddenly, the ground under his feet trembled even more violently, rolling like waves, a vivid clay figurine condensed from the soil, and rushed towards the Fanghua Blade.

"Half-step fairy weapon is no small matter, Mr. Jia Dao hasn't come up with the magic weapon of life yet?" Li Huaifeng asked nervously.

"The old valley owner has no magic weapon."

Ren Chaoge shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Ah? A dignified lineage leader, why doesn't he even have a magic weapon?" Li Huaifeng was shocked.

"He has devoted his whole life to the earth under his feet, the nursery and the field, and everything here is his magic weapon!"

Ren Chaoge spread his arms to show Li Huaifeng the magnificence of nature.

In an instant, the Shan Na Fanghua Blade flew to two meters in front of Mr. Jia Dao, and the clay figurine suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the half-step fairy weapon.

In the next second, something surprising happened.

The treasure that was supposed to destroy everything and was unrivaled in its majesty was unexpectedly grasped lightly by the clay figurine.

The clay figurine stepped on the tumbling earth waves, like a hard-working farmer in the field, galloping to the distant fields, and harvesting countless grains with the momentary blade.

The blade landed on the rice, shattered and turned into dust all over the sky.

Looking carefully, the ground under the clay figurine's feet is composed of countless Xuanji air masses.

(End of this chapter)