Pen version: ten continents and seven seas, three thousand worlds, everyone cultivates immortals and I plant immortals. Pen-throwing version: plant a seed in spring, and harvest a fairy in autumn. Thousands of immortals, all give me to farm. Mountains have mines, forests and materials , there is grain in the fertile fields, and the pens are full of pigs, cattle and sheep. In the world of cultivating immortals that is approaching the end, we use farming as a battle.