Ding Xing didn't care about the eyes of the unexpected.

He does his own way and practices and lives in the winery in his own way.

In a flash, two years have passed.

In order not to delay his practice, Ding Xing lived in the village and did not return home once. During this period, he changed to letters to contact his relatives. His homesickness became increasingly weak as his cultivation gradually improved.

Of course, this may also be because of growing up and maturity.

Ding Xing is already fifteen years old, and his brothers are always married and have children at this age. If he doesn't come to Jinlu Winery to learn skills, his parents will definitely be involved in marriage.

He thinks he is already an adult, and should have ambitions and dare to make a living, and not be nostalgic in meaningless homesickness. This is a manifestation of fragility and not a man's style.

"rise!"

In the cave, Ding Xing sat cross-legged on the stone bed, shook his fingers, and skillfully drove a short red axe about a foot long.

He used his divine thoughts to control the axe body, commanded from the air, turned left, moved right, soared up, and fell down, like an arm's command, and was able to control it with ease.

This axe was the spoils seized from the young man in Mayi back then. At that time, his magic power was shallow and he could not control the axe. Two years later, his cultivation was rapid and he could use the axe with ease.

In the past two years, he has successfully practiced the Twelve Principles and advanced to the fifth level of the middle stage of Qi training in one breath.

This kind of cultivation progress is not bad compared to the disciples of the Shangsect, but is outstanding compared to his peers at Jinlu Winery.

Ding Chenzhi's hard work for decades has only reached the fourth level. If this uncle knew Ding Xing's current achievements, he really didn't know how he would feel.

"Bo Zu..." Ding Xing suddenly became distracted when he was observing his axe: "I don't know how he lived in Binghua Mountain!"

Last year, Ding Chenzhi asked someone to send a letter to Ding Xing about the situation of Binghua Mountain. After several years of development, the Qiongtai Sect has built a stable temple in the mountains and is currently expanding its territory outside the mountains. When these territories are captured, they will be opened into immortal villages and canonized to monks from aristocratic families who have made meritorious services.

Ding Chenzhi dreamed of leaving Jinlu Xianzhuang, setting up his own business, and building a manor hosted by the Ding family, but his cultivation was too low and he was not qualified to create a farm.

He placed his hope on Ding Xing.

Dante Xing has his own plans.

Just as I was thinking, a golden light suddenly flashed in a wine jar beside the bed.

The wine jar was not sealed, and it contained the "jujube pit liquid" that monsters prefer to drink, and half of the jar was left.

I saw a thin golden wire sliding back and forth on the liquid level in the jar.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Like a fish swimming in the water.

After swimming for a while, the golden wire jumped up from the water, as if a carp was thrusting. It jumped out of the jar and made a bend in the air, stretching the gold wire and wrapping it outside the jar.

The golden wire used too much force, causing the wine jar to tremble and almost overturn.

Seeing this, Ding Xing turned his head and said to Jinsi: "This is the last jar of 'jujube pit liquid'. If you knock it over, I will not buy it for you again. I am short of money now and don't have a single spirit stone. I can't afford you anymore! If you are disobedient, you will throw you into the forest outside the village and let you find food by yourself!"

This is not a lie.

Ding Xing is really short of money.

In the past two years, he has consumed the expensive "mutton fat juice" like snacks, and he has to take a cup of "Gui Xi San" that covers his cultivation every day. He is not the owner of the manor, so how can the expenses be enough?

Although he does not have to pay fruit tax for the time being, and the orange orchard harvests in the past two years can be used, it cannot satisfy his luxurious consumption.

Besides, he also wants to raise a hungry snake monster.

In the snow forest, the golden-wire snake died with the young man in Ma-clothed for its snake egg. Ding Xing brought the snake egg back. After a few months, the egg hatched a small snake and was used to eating and drinking. At first, Ding Xing fed it with orange fruits, and it was very excited to eat. Later, after tasting the "jujube pit liquid", he no longer had any interest in orange fruits and soaked in the wine jar every day. He was really happy to drink.

In fact, Ding Xing had already given all the orange orchard harvests. Fortunately, he also had Chu Baoshui, a young man in a clothes dress. He packed the treasures inside for sale, and he barely survived until now.

It is May now, and it will take at least one month for the orange fruit to enter the maturity stage. Dan Ting Xing has stopped cooking. He has finished drinking his "mutton fat pulp" and has no way to continue practicing.

The golden silk seemed to understand Ding Xing's warning, and immediately fell off the wine jar, fell on the bed and immediately returned to its original shape, turning into a small golden snake four or five inches long.

It climbed to Ding Xing's side, slapped the snake's head, and began to take a nap.

Ding Xing no longer cared about it and continued to practice the short axe.

After most of this, a female voice came from outside the cave: "My brother, bring the incense of insects and come to the field immediately!"

This is Meng Changjun passing the message.

Since the beginning of spring, the fields have sufficient rain and have not encountered a dry season. However, the various parks of the winery are always attacked by ants and insects every now and then, which makes everyone very upset.

This year is extremely special. After the harvest period is over, the village will hold a ceremony to open the Jinlujiao. It took only a few months before and after. The insect scourge came at this time. It is inevitable that people will suspect that the ant insects were driven to the village and deliberately interfered with the harvest, but everyone has not found any evidence.

After receiving news from Meng Changjun, Ding Xing knew that his orange orchard was hit by another disaster.

He immediately put away his short axe, jumped off the stone bed, and stretched his right arm backwards: "Xiao Rou, come on!"

The little golden snake on the bed heard the call and twisted the snake's body, bounced it again, and shot it out like an arrow.

When he arrived at Ding Xing's palm, it instantly turned into a golden thread, wrapped around his thumb several times, forming a golden ring, and followed Ding Xing out of the cave.

Ding Xing still doesn't know its type. Seeing that its talent can turn into golden threads and is accustomed to wrapping Ding Xing's fingers when traveling, Ding Xing named it "Ruan Jingru".

Although it has a small life and low demonic power, the golden wire it transforms is extremely tough. If it uses the golden wire to launch a sneak attack during a battle, it can achieve miraculous effects.

In daily life, Ding Xing also deliberately trains its combat skills. Except for being willful in eating and drinking, he always obeys Ding Xingyan's advice.

For example, the finger wrapping method just now has undergone many drills.

After leaving the cave, Ding Xing went straight to his orange orchard.

On the small road in front of the park, there was already smoke nearby, and all the fields were lit up the fragrance of insects.

Ding Xing has only two sticks of spiritual incense left. If he lights this time, he will kill the insects by himself.

But the orange fruits are not ripe at present. According to previous experience, the harvest period is the most serious time for insects. Now you have exhausted the spirit fragrance. How can you solve the troubles in the future?

Thinking of this, he had already entered the orange orchard.

I saw ant beasts on the ground climbing unscrupulously among the orange trees. When they rushed up the branches, they didn't eat the branches and leaves, and all went straight to the orange fruits.

There were too many people, and Ding Xing did not hesitate and directly inserted incense on the ground and began to drive away the ants.
Chapter completed!