Chapter 97 Forever Eighteen Years Old!
Grandma Ye opened and closed her mouth and stuttered for a long time, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Grandpa Ye couldn't hold back his temper, and asked everyone present what they were thinking:
"Ye Zi, what are you doing?" Asking was not enough, Grandpa Ye excitedly stretched out his hands to gesture. He did this for a long time, and then the rain came, the flowers bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, the fruits were ripe.
Her granddaughter is a fairy, right?
"Ye Zi, our family has become rich. Thanks to you, we can harvest a harvest every day from our fields. This is really... this is really a miracle from our ancestors!" Grandpa spoke incoherently, and he and Grandma Ye kept chanting excitedly as they went to burn incense.
Ye Zhen: “…” If our ancestors could show their power, would they still stay here and farm?
Ye Zhen has come to realize the superstitious behavior towards those who believe in something magical at home.
The two old people thought it was simple, but Ye's father was not confused: "Ye Zi, what's going on?"
Ye Zhen was also very straightforward: "Just like what you see, I have become an immortal!"
Ye's mother thought that Ye was joking. What was cultivation? She only knew how to stay up late to cultivate. The classic example was Ye Xiaodi, who would not sleep until the moon slept.
But what happened in the yard was still before their eyes, and Ye's mother couldn't help but believe it, while Ye's father had an expression that said, "I see."
He said that how could there be a sudden increase in production without some trickery, and ordinary people could not do it at all.
Xiuxian! Or a realistic version!
Father Ye was filled with excitement and curiosity:
"Ye Zi, can you fly if you practice immortality? Can you pick flying leaves and flowers and become immortal?" Forgive Ye's father for being a martial arts fanatic like Gu Moulong and Jin Mouyong. Which young person doesn't have a dream of flying over walls and walking on snow and flying flowers? Not to mention that practicing immortality is even more mysterious than martial arts.
"Yes, yes, can it fly?" Grandpa Ye asked.
Ye Zhen: ...
This is embarrassing. She can't fly now. She has only reached the second level of Qi training and can only cast small spells. Her spiritual energy cannot support a larger range. The spell she just cast has already drained the spiritual energy from her Danfu.
This wave of pretending was too much. All the plants in the entire backyard, including the front yard, bloomed and bore fruit. The weeds squeezed out the stone ground, and the flowers and plants flourished. The whole courtyard was filled with spiritual energy, just like a fairyland.
Fortunately, the formation at home was reinforced so that animals could not get in. Otherwise, how could we have time to chat here? We would not even have time to chase away wild animals.
Ye Zhen glanced left and right. The spell was so effective that his family was shocked. However, he could not squeeze out any spiritual energy from his body for the time being.
The reason why she can stand here without changing her expression is that she is strong enough!
Facing the two big black faces in front of him, Ye Zhen said with an embarrassed expression: "Of course I can, but my strength is not enough now."
"Oh~" Ye's father nodded, indicating that he understood. It was just like a car running out of gas. Then he asked, "Can you go through walls or something? Can you be invisible?"
Ye Zhen smiled: "Maybe later." Not now.
Upon hearing this, Ye's father felt secretly regretful and retracted his head. The strong curiosity he had in wanting to watch Ye Zhen cast the spell again gradually faded.
Grandpa Ye has already picked a handful of bright yellow loquats and peeled them tentatively. The fruit is as big as an egg, and the flesh is as yellow as jade, with some juice stuck to the peeled skin: "Is this loquat edible?" It looks sweet!
He wanted to taste the difference between this enchanted fruit and ordinary fruit.
After getting Ye Zhen's confirmation, in addition to Grandpa Ye, Mother Ye and Grandma Ye were quick to pick a bunch each. Not only was the old man curious, they were also very curious.
The family squatted in a row at the threshold of the backyard, listening to Ye Zhen talk about her experiences in the other world, skipping over the various crises in the world of immortal cultivation. Ye Zhen spoke in a relaxed manner, talking about the general environment of the world of immortal cultivation, various methods of cultivation, how she farmed to earn spirit stones, etc.
The whole family listened with great excitement and cheered. When they heard about the various difficulties Ye Zhen had encountered, the whole family felt very distressed.
Ye Zhen comforted Ye's father and the others: "It's all in the past. I'm back now and can continue to cultivate. This is such a great opportunity. Others don't have it yet!"
Maybe no one in the whole world is as lucky as her. In other words, she is the chosen one!
So Ye Zhen was not depressed at all. He was able to come back and practice with his family. Maybe with everyone's efforts, they could even achieve immortality.
"Maybe God let me come back just to bring you along to practice together so that our family can still be together."
Father Ye sighed. His daughter said it was easy, but she didn't know how hard it was over there. A mother worries about her son even when he is thousands of miles away. There is a world between them, and it's painful to think about it.
Grandma Ye touched Ye Zhen's head lovingly, while Mother Ye was also holding Ye Zhen's hand, feeling grateful in her heart.
"It's good that Ye Zi is back. Let's talk about whether the others in our family can practice first. The important thing is not to reveal this matter, at least not now! Don't tell Ye Yang for the time being. That big mouth can't hold back." Grandpa Ye said this while staring at Dad Ye. He really felt that Ye Yang was too young, so they should wait for the right opportunity in the future.
"I understand." Dad and Mom nodded at the same time.
"Only a few of us know about this matter, and no one else can tell it." Grandpa Ye added. He said this to Grandma Ye, for fear that Grandma Ye would be confused and tell her other children.
The children already have their own families, and Ye Zi’s cultivation is weak now. The consequences of others knowing this are obvious, so no one can tell anyone.
Including her.
"I know." Grandma Ye certainly knew the seriousness of the matter. Her children each had their own fate, and she couldn't care less.
"Ye Zi said that a large amount of planting is needed to generate spiritual energy for cultivation. We can't help you with anything else, so we'll just follow you." Grandpa Ye, the head of the family, made the final decision.
With the support of his family, Ye Zhen became bolder and expressed his thoughts:
"My plan is this. The strawberries planted by everyone in the village are the ones I have cultivated with spiritual energy. This batch of strawberries has a higher chance of mutation. However, if they want to grow into spiritual plants to produce spiritual energy, they need to be planted several times to select the mutated strawberries for seed."
"This batch of mutated seeds still need to be nurtured multiple times, and the seeds that may evolve into spiritual fruits need to be screened multiple times. After the survival of the fittest, production can be expanded." It is rather troublesome for ordinary plants to transform into spiritual plants. One of them is to grow in an environment with rich spiritual energy, or like the two strawberry plants that Ye Zhen irrigated and cultivated.
But this efficiency is too low, it is better to let the villagers plant it. She will select them in batches. As long as they become spiritual plants, the seeds produced will become low-level, qualityless spiritual fruits when planted. Although they are the lowest level spiritual plants and the spiritual energy produced is limited, the spiritual energy is considerable if the quantity is large.
Not to mention that Ye Zhen is cultivating other seeds. Over time, they will be more than enough for Ye Zhen's family to practice.
"That's great! If everyone in the village grows it, not only can we sell the fruits to make money, but we can also use the spiritual plants we grow to practice." Dad Ye stood up and gave Ye Zhen a thumbs up.
"Compared to other fruit trees, strawberries have high value and quick recycling, so everyone is willing to grow them together."
He finally understood that with so little spiritual energy, no matter how well a family farmed, they would not be as efficient as a whole village.
Ye Zhen nodded: "Right now, strawberries mutate quickly, while tree species mutate more slowly. When my cultivation level is high in the future, it won't be so troublesome to cultivate spiritual plants. By then, I will plant all the nearby mountains."
"Maybe we can cultivate drought- and flood-resistant tree species and help other parts of our country." After all, desertification and salinization are quite serious in some parts of the country, and Ye Zhen will definitely help if he has the ability.
With her strength, she is not afraid of anyone knowing.
Ye's mother ate the remaining flesh on the peel with reluctance, and then she realized:
"Ye Zi, you have been in the world of immortal cultivation for hundreds of years, so doesn't that mean you are hundreds of years old?" At this age, you can be an ancestor.
"Then I am also your daughter and grandpa and grandma's granddaughter. Anyway, I am a cultivator and I will always be eighteen years old. I am in my twenties now and I am still very young!" Ye Zhen deliberately mentioned the time he spent in the world of immortal cultivation. He didn't expect that Ye's mother would still bring it up.
In the world of immortal cultivation, a few hundred years old is not really a very young age. There are many people who are tens of thousands of years old, and she is still a baby!
She doesn’t care anyway, the age for cultivating immortals is always eighteen!
Hearing this, Ye's father and the others laughed: "Yes, always eighteen years old."
Ye Zhen had a fig in his mouth and was oblivious to their teasing.
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