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Chapter 590 Immortals Farming
Moon stars are rare.

Tan Wenjie opened his eyes, slightly parted his mouth, and lightning flashed between his teeth.

"tui——"

With a soft exhale, a bolt of lightning shot out, blasting a huge circular crater in the wall in front of him. The crater was filled with charred remains, and arcs of electricity flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

His strength improvement was not significant. At his level, the only way to further enhance his abilities, besides learning different skills and techniques to boost his three-dimensional attributes, was to collect higher-level equipment and magic treasures.

These factors alone are enough for him to dominate the vast majority of low- to mid-range horror films.

"Practicing kung fu is truly inhuman."

He went back to his room to shower and change clothes.

The second 30-day period has arrived. The system update is not yet complete, and the new secret realm exploration function has not yet been opened. There are not many worlds left for him to explore freely.

This excludes the worlds of folk horror such as "The Curse," "Zombie," "The Haunted Cop Shop," "Out of the Dark," and "A Chinese Ghost Story."

The difference in strength is too great, and it's not suitable for him to relax, so let's just rule it out.

Finally, I chose "The Eagle Shooting Heroes: East Meets West".

For no other reason than that he remembered that there were many good things in his Heavenly Court. To the real immortals, they were just ordinary goods, and even the immortal fruits were of very poor quality, but to Tan Wenjie, something was better than nothing.

Leaving empty-handed was the biggest mistake I ever made.

……

At dawn, purple clouds rose into the sky.

Rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves, carving dappled patterns onto the ground.

Hong Qi was dozing off while holding his cane when he suddenly heard the whooshing sound of the wind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a flamboyant figure with his right hand raised high and pointing to the sky appear out of thin air in front of him.

"A master!" His eyes lit up.

Instant teleportation is a skill that only top-tier experts can master.

When he saw the person's face clearly, the smile on his face disappeared.

"It's you!"

"It's me." Tan Wenjie turned to look at the beggar curled up on the ground. "Brother beggar, do you know me?"

He reached out and rummaged around on his body a few times, then pulled out a stone.

"This is a piece of gold."

“I’m a beggar, but I’m not a beggar asking for money!” Hong Qi jumped up, pointing at Tan Wenjie, “Don’t you know me?”

"It looks familiar." Tan Wenjie shook his head decisively.

He only remembers beautiful women and handsome men who are more handsome than himself. As for beautiful women, even if they look exactly the same in different worlds, he can instantly figure out their identities.

As for handsome men... he has never met anyone more handsome than himself, so his list of handsome men is currently zero.

Besides, this guy in front of me probably had some beef offal hotpot last night, and his face was covered in yellow and black stuff. His gaze would only linger on the other person's face for two seconds at most before quickly looking away.

Why aren't you looking at me?

"Sorry." Tan Wenjie turned his head.

Do you think I'm ugly?

No! Ugh—

What are you vomiting about?

"I remembered something disgusting."

"You clearly spat in my face! This is outrageous!" Hong Qi yelled, raising his right hand. "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms! *Pat pat pat pat*"

The dragon's roar had just appeared.

"Hong Qi?"

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms technique stopped.

"You recognized me?"

“I was just joking with you earlier.” Tan Wenjie turned his head away.

“Look at my face.”

"No, please."

"Otherwise, you just think I'm ugly."

"There's no need. You need to have confidence in yourself and be brave enough to say no to other people's opinions. Don't care too much, it will drain your energy." Tan Wenjie raised his hand to pat Hong Qi's shoulder, but found that the "snacks" he was wearing were no less impressive than the Bull Demon King covered in cow dung back then.

Finally, he extended his index finger, gently poked Hong Qi's arm, and gave him a thumbs up.

Hong Qi: "..."

He really wanted to rush up and beat the pretty boy in front of him, but he knew very well that he was no match for him.

Forget it, let's just pretend this never happened. I was too petty the other day, so today he chose to be bigger, it's definitely not because I'm scared.

Tan Wenjie was just about to say goodbye to Hong Qi and then go to the sky to plunder it.

Suddenly he stopped.

"Hong Qi, do you want to become an immortal?"

"A god?" Hong Qi hurriedly shook his head. "I don't want to be a god without peaches like Prince Duan. Someone as handsome as me, if I became a god, how heartbroken would other girls of marriageable age be? Speaking of crying, a few days ago when I passed through a village, I met a girl. I rushed over, and she kept crying. Sigh... You know me, I couldn't stay because of her tears, so I had to leave."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Are you sure it's not because you haven't showered for too long and made the girl's eyes hurt from the smell? Tan Wenjie feels his eyes are a little sore and swollen right now.

It hurts the eyes.

"You're too modest. I heard that the immortal realm has undergone reforms and castration is no longer necessary," Tan Wenjie earnestly advised. "Besides, someone as handsome as you would be a loss to the celestial fairies if he didn't become an immortal."

"That's true. Since you've invited me so many times, visiting my humble abode three times..."

"If it's not going to come out, then don't say it. There's no need to use idioms containing the number three."

“Three yangs bring good fortune, three surnames serve a thrice, three times three equals nine!” Hong Qi proudly raised his chin, “I’m not only good at singing, but I’m also great at using idioms.”

"I believe."

When are we going to go to space?

"NOW!"

"Noisy?"

"Now!"

Tan Wenjie flicked his sleeves and took Hong Qi into the sky.

As the saying goes, "Heaven sees all," and after leaping into the air for a short while, when he looked down again, he found that the ground beneath his feet was shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the scene below clearly.

When they looked up again, they had arrived in front of a cluster of buildings amidst a sea of ​​swirling clouds.

We've arrived at Nantianmen.

A deity is dozing off.

“I’ll go knock on the door.” Hong Qi had a grateful spirit.

Since it was Tan Wenjie who helped him ascend to immortality, it wouldn't hurt for him to reciprocate by pretending to be his lackey.

He was just pretending; he definitely didn't want to curry favor with the other person and get some position in heaven so that he could be surrounded by fairy sisters and reach the pinnacle of life.

tui, he never even thought of that!
"Hey, hey, buddy." Hong Qi jogged over and gently poked the shoulder of the dozing immortal with his finger. "Buddy, wake up."

"Hmm?" The immortal opened his eyes groggily, and the moment he saw Hong Qi, his eyes felt sore and burning, and he had an urge to cry.

"Who are you!"

"Hong Qi." The reply came very quickly.

"I mean, who are you, and how did you get to the South Heavenly Gate?"

"So this is the South Heavenly Gate. It's really magnificent." Hong Qi looked up and observed. "It's much better than our Beggars' Sect. I heard there are many beautiful fairy sisters inside."

"How dare you!" The immortal jumped back half a step. "You dare to trespass into the Heavenly Court! Your crime deserves death!"

Just as he was about to make a move, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the distance.

Om-!
It felt like a bolt of lightning had struck my forehead.

The immortal stood there dumbfounded, turning his neck slowly until he could see the figure clearly.

Oh no, he's really back again.

When Hong Qi heard that he should be executed, he instinctively stepped back.

But he was competitive his whole life and would never be intimidated by a single word from someone else. He would only know if he could do something after he had tried it.

"Drink! Take this! The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" Hong Qi raised his right hand, just about to make his move.

“Ahhhhh——!”

The gatekeeper deity, however, ran away with his hands raised, arms tucked between his legs, legs swung, and hips twisting, shouting as he went, "He's back! He's coming! Ahhhhh!"

Hong Qi looked at his right hand, which he had just raised.

"My Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are so famous that even the gods in heaven have heard of them?"

So, Tan Wenjie's invitation to heaven wasn't through connections, but because he's exceptionally talented.

I almost worshipped the wrong Buddha.

Recalling what he had said before, Hong Qi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't been too obsequious after learning that he could ascend to heaven and become a god.

It's okay to stand up straight now; who knows, I might even have to look after Tan Wenjie in the future.

"Ahem." Hong Qi cleared his throat, tilted his head to signal Tan Wenjie to follow, and then took the lead and walked in.

Tan Wenjie: "?"

doubt.

I never expected Hong Qi to be this kind of person, which completely overturned my previous stereotypes.

Not long after the two entered, they saw a group of immortals flying in on clouds.

"Great Celestial Venerable, you're back!!"

The first deity shouted at Tan Wenjie with a fawning expression on his face.

The remaining deities, as if a switch had been flipped, shouted in unison, "Welcome, Great Heavenly Venerable!"

A master who can fight his way from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road without even blinking an eye.

Hong Qi: "?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a group of people rushing over and knocking him over.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Hong Qi was completely swallowed up by the crowd.

"Great Celestial Venerable?"

"Yes, the position of the Great Celestial Venerable is rightfully yours."

"That's right!" *N
"Damn it, who just knocked me over?" Hong Qi stood up, his face and body covered in footprints. "And who was stomping on my face like that?!"

He saw a group of immortals fawning over Tan Wenjie, and his heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, it seems I've misjudged again. These immortals aren't afraid of my Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms at all; they're afraid of Tan Wenjie.

Reflect on whether you offended Tam Man Kit today.

It seems not; I'm just a bit arrogant.

"Brother Jie!" Hong Qi pushed his way forward. "Excuse me, make way! Damn, the guy standing inside is my Brother Jie!"

He squeezed his way to Tan Wenjie.

Lackey? Flatterer? They're all talking nonsense. He just feels incredibly proud right now.

"Ah Qi."

"Brother Jie, could you please use a different way to address me? This name sounds like you're calling a little brother, thank you."

"Okay, Ah Qi, you're welcome, Ah Qi."

Hong Qi: "..."

Fine, considering the other person's fist is bigger than mine, I'll refrain from baring my teeth.

Tan Wenjie looked at the immortals.

In reality, there aren't many people. The last time they massacred everyone, they wiped them all out. Now, only a handful of survivors have escaped.

"Don't worry, everyone. Life will continue as usual." Tan Wenjie reassured everyone. "No one will be fired, and you can continue to be immortals. There's also good news: you won't need to pick peaches after becoming an immortal again. But remember to control yourself and don't have a litter of little immortals, or the immortal realm will be in chaos."

The scene was quiet.

Until a voice cautiously asked, "Can a peach that has been picked grow back?"

Tan Wenjie looked over and saw who dared to undermine him; they had to be dragged away and castrated for another hour.

The immortals who were caught in his gaze felt the thrill of winning a big prize, raising their hands high as if asking others to congratulate them.

"Then you'll have to keep up your cultivation efforts. Maybe one day you'll be able to forge your body and be reborn. Not to mention growing peaches again, even growing a dozen or twenty more wouldn't be a problem at all, as long as you don't mind having a bunch of grapes bumping around when you walk."

Many castrated male immortals suddenly realized the truth and began to yearn for the glory of having "a bunch of empty grapes".

In comparison, the female immortals were much more relaxed. After all, they hadn't lost anything. They just blushed shyly when their eyes fell on Tan Wenjie, wishing they could pounce on him and give birth to a litter of little immortals.

Tan Wenjie wasn't very interested in these divine appointments and wouldn't stay here permanently.

He was more interested in the immortal peaches, the immortal wine, and the finest nectar.

However, what is somewhat disappointing is that all the "good stuff" here, laid out in front of you, has very little of value.

In the end, Tan Wenjie could only accept a batch of immortal fruit seeds, some immortal soil, and so on.

If Hong Qi is left in the Heavenly Realm, given his style of doing things, he will definitely thrive.

Tan Wenjie, carrying all the things he had packed, arrived at the rift where he had accidentally traveled through time.

This was the only method he could think of: quickly traversing space to bring the items there.

The premise is that everything goes smoothly.

Suddenly, the space trembled violently, and Tan Wenjie was grabbed by the shoulder by a powerful force and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The scenery before my eyes changed rapidly.

Tan Wenjie stood up. He was certain that he had returned to the world of "Lotus Lantern" and that the scene of encountering himself as he had imagined did not occur.

When I returned, my body, which should have been "sleeping" in this world, quickly woke up.

"master?"

"Find me a piece of land in the Kunlun Mountains immediately, and wait!"

Tan Wenjie shook his head.

Now that we've got our hands on the seeds of the immortal fruit, we should start considering factors like soil and feng shui.

These little demons and children know nothing; it's a complete waste of time.

"Fortune telling, consult Master Antarctic Immortal; watering the plants, go to the Dragon Palace to inquire; tidy up the autumn winds; and also deal with snakes, insects, rats, ants, and other such issues," Tan Wenjie calculated carefully.

It's not difficult at all, as long as you can shoot that face out and find someone to help you.

Ironically, the thing he cares about least is saving face.

In the Kunlun Mountains, on a barren hill, Tan Wenjie carries a hoe and digs holes to plant fruit.

The fourth princess of the East Sea Dragon Palace, Tingxin, had arrived, with Yang Chan holding the Lotus Lantern standing beside her. Even Chang'e, the seventh princess, and others had come to join in the fun.

"I'll water them."

Upon seeing Tan Wenjie plant the seed, the Fourth Princess immediately waved her sleeve and released a spell, causing a downpour.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chan used the light emitted by the Lotus Lantern to cover the ground, and the previously unremarkable soil began to sprout in an instant.

Seedlings sprouted in the blink of an eye!

Farming is faster than you can imagine; apart from the seeds being bad, everything else is perfect.

Chang'e also took out scissors to help prune the branches.

Before long, the branches were covered with fairy fruits.

Tan Wenjie nodded in satisfaction. This was truly divine.

He turned to look at the Seventh Princess.

"How can you just stand there and watch?"

Seventh Princess: "Do I have to do chores too?"

"When the fruit grows, will you eat it?"

"It's sour!" The Seventh Princess turned her head away.

Her family had plenty of celestial fruits, and as the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother's most beloved seventh princess, she was never short of them.

I really don't understand why Tan Wenjie treasures these things.

"You only say a fruit is sour if you can't eat it."

Tan Wenjie picked one and put it in his mouth, his facial muscles twitching slightly.

acid!
The seventh princess asked curiously, "How was it?"

"Sweet!" Tan Wenjie said. "Although I don't want you to take advantage of me, since you're already here, I can let you have one. Remember, one at most."

"Really?" The Seventh Princess plucked a fairy fruit and popped it into her mouth. "It's like someone actually wants to eat it. Ugh, Tan Wenjie, it's so sour! Ugh, I'll kill you!"

(End of this chapter)