I don't want to do it, but he has a health bar

Chapter 357 New Dao Fruit
After saying that, Lu Jing walked into the wasteland in front of him.

Just when he wanted to use his great power to shatter the world, he suddenly found that his strength was gone.

Lu Jing felt it carefully.

He could say with certainty that this was true.

The true Qi in his body had been completely sealed off by some unknown force.

Now he is just an ordinary person.

No, not even as good as ordinary people.

After years of accumulation, those people who do farm work will have a little bit of true Qi in their bodies.

Even a person with the weakest talent can gather a trace of it.

But right now, there wasn't even a trace of it in his body.

Anyone can kill him now.

Thinking of this, Lu Jing also looked helpless.

He always felt like he was being cheated.

Then he began to plow the land.

Because this piece of land was wasteland, it was extremely hard. Even with a hoe in his hand, he could only hammer it in a little bit even with all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

Lu Jing only plowed less than ten meters of soil, and these ten meters did not meet the requirements.

At night, Lu Jing threw the hoe aside, then lay down at the mouth of the well and drank water in big gulps.

After he had drunk his fill, Lu Jing turned over and lay on the ground, looking at the field he had plowed.

"Why plow the land when there is nothing to do? It's really exhausting."

Because his true Qi was sealed, Lu Jing could be said to be both tired and hungry at this moment.

He hadn't felt this familiar feeling of hunger for a long time.

While feeling sad, I also felt a little nostalgic.

Then, he turned his head to look at the thatched cottage, and after thinking for a while, he walked straight in.

Although Fenghou doesn't need to eat, this thatched cottage must have its uses, right?

It was just as Lu Jing thought.

Inside the thatched hut, there was only a bed covered with straw and a small table.

On the table, there were two large pancakes and a plate of pickles.

Although it can be described as simple, Lu Jing couldn't care less at this moment.

He just sat on the ground, picked up the pancake and started eating it.

After eating, he lay down on the bed and began to rest.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Lu Jing woke up.

On the table at this moment, there were still the same two things from yesterday.

Pancake and a plate of pickles.

But there was also a bowl of porridge next to the pancake.

"Hey, that's pretty humane."

Seeing this, Lu Jing immediately stood up and cleared all the food on the table.

Then he walked out of the room and looked at the endless wasteland.

"Hoo! Shit!"

After saying that, Lu Jing continued with the progress he had made yesterday.

It's noon in a blink of an eye.

It was noon and Lu Jing looked up at the sun in the sky.

“It’s hot.”

Then he put down his hoe, drew some water from the well, took a big gulp, and returned to his thatched cottage.

Just as Lu Jing thought, food appeared on the table again.

What’s different from the morning and evening is that there is meat this time.

Although it was not much, Lu Jing ate it with gusto.

Only after being busy do you realize how enjoyable eating is.

After eating, Lu Jing lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

On a mountain peak far away, Feng Hou was sitting opposite an old man, playing chess with him.

"You said that Lu Jing is really that person's reincarnation? His talent doesn't seem like it.

At his speed, he is not even as fast as the cow."

"Oh, don't be impatient."

The old man chuckled and gently put down a piece.

"Not all flowers bloom in early spring. Does that mean the flowers that bloom later can't be called fragrant?"

When Feng Hou heard this, he slapped his head.

"Yes, I will punish myself with one." "No need."

The old man gently put down another piece.

"you lose."

When Feng Hou saw this situation, he also looked helpless.

“I thought I was a person with great Nidao Fruit, but I didn’t expect that I couldn’t beat you every time I played chess.

I can control the changes in the world, but I cannot control my own wins and losses.

If this gets out, won’t people laugh at me?”

The old man chuckled.

“It depends on what kind of change it is. Some changes you can influence because they follow common sense.

Some changes are counterintuitive.”

As he spoke, the old man smiled faintly.

"In the final analysis, it's because you haven't practiced enough."

Upon hearing this, Feng Hou also bowed slightly to the old man.

"Disciples are taught."

The old man waved his hand casually, and then turned his gaze to Lu Jing.

"How long do you think it will take him to plow this field?"

“At this rate, it will take at least 100,000 years.

When that time comes, I am afraid he will not be able to comprehend this Kun hexagram."

When the old man heard this, he smiled faintly, with a smile that was hard to hide in his reserved eyes.

"That's not necessarily the case. Everything is subject to change."

……

After a nap, Lu Jing got up again and prepared to plow the fields.

Just as he was leaving, an old man came over carrying a bucket of water.

Greet him with a smile.

"Hey, young man, has this piece of land been taken over by someone else again?"

Lu Jing looked at the old man and frowned slightly.

In his opinion, all the people in this world should be powerful, and at least they should be at the other shore realm.

But the old man in front of him really has no strength at all.

"Dare I ask you, senior?"

“How can an old man be called a senior?

I just ate a few more bowls of rice and drank a few more bowls of water than you."

Hearing this, Lu Jing frowned slightly.

Is this old man really an ordinary person?

"Old man, what do you mean by the fact that the owner of this land has changed again?"

The old man chuckled.

"This piece of land has a new person plowing it every 100,000 years, and I've seen several people leave.

Look, after so much time, there is still no progress at all."

Hearing this, Lu Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

This old man is interesting.

"Then, old man, how can I improve myself?"

The old man looked at Lu Jing as if he was a fool.

"I said you are all amateurs, who would plow the fields under the scorching sun?

You can water the fields first, wait a few days, and then plow the fields when the water is neither dry nor drier."

As he said this, the old man shook his head helplessly.

"These younger generations nowadays just don't know how to adapt. They are no better than that old cow."

Having said that, the old man left with the bucket on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Lu Jing's eyes lit up.

He set his sights on the well nearby.

Damn, everything here is useful, why didn’t I think of it?

As he spoke, Lu Jing also changed from plowing the fields, eating and sleeping to a life of watering, plowing the fields, eating and sleeping.

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

Lu Jing's skin was tanned at this time, but because the time here was stagnant, his appearance had not changed much except that he became a little more vicissitudes.

He himself did not realize that when his routine changed from three points and one line to four points and one line.

A Tao fruit slowly condensed in his body.

(End of this chapter)