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As the sun rose, the bright morning glow illuminated the eastern horizon.

The morning breeze was gentle, and the honeysuckle covering the mountains was lightly swaying in the breeze. A faint fragrance wafted into the distance, one that could be smelt from a few miles away in a small town.

"The morning clouds don't go out. I bet the weather isn't too good today." Bai Xiaobei who was holding a pair of scissors to cut a flower of gold and silver muttered as he raised his head to look at the scarlet morning glow in the east.

He had graduated from university half a year ago, but due to various complicated reasons, Bai Xiaobei did not stay in the provincial capital for nine days to six nights. Instead, he returned to his old mountain village to farm.

The family had contracted a small hill, and the most important cash crop was a tree of honeysuckle. Every morning, Bai Xiaobei would come to the mountain with his parents to take care of and pick the honeysuckle flowers. He would go back to his hometown after three to four hours and live quite comfortably.

This thousand Honeysuckle Tree had all lived for more than ten years, and their production was great, supporting the biggest source of income for their families.

"Xiaobei, put the fertilizer car over, it's going to change soon. I won't take it off today, hurry back home." His father's voice came from the other side of the field.

"Alright, I understand. I'll be right there."

Bai Xiaobei responded as he put down the scissors and kept the honeysuckle flowers in the bamboo basket. At the same time, a black cloud started to gather in the southeast sky. At the same time, a chilly wind started to blow, it was obvious that it was about to rain.

Bai Xiaobei anxiously ran over to the field and grabbed a tarpaulin, then suddenly stopped in front of a set of Honeysuckle Tree.

He discovered that one of the Honeysuckle Tree was showing signs of withering.

1217 honeysuckle flowers were the result of five or six years of hard work from his parents' care. Every single one of them was the lifeblood of his family. To die just like that was not a small loss.

The main stem of this honeysuckle was erect, with thick branches and a beautiful tree shape. Clearly, it was a top-grade honeysuckle that was being mowed down and bred to perfection. However, at this moment, it was weak and lifeless.

"What's the situation?"

Bai Xiaobei hurriedly stepped forward, and after checking for a while, he was still unable to find the reason. It was not lack of water, the honeysuckle itself was resistant to drought, and his family took care of it.

Shi Mu shook the main stem of the flower, causing dried leaves to rustle down. It made his heart ache for Shi Mu.

Obviously, the flower was dead. There was no hope for it.

Letting out a sigh, he turned around and prepared to leave. But just at this moment, a Blossom Spot Venom Snake jumped out from the leaves of a nearby Honeysuckle Tree and attacked directly at him.

By the time Bai Xiaobei reacted, it was already too late!

Venom Snake bit into his right index finger, sinking his venomous fangs deeply into his skin.

"I'm finished!"

Bai Xiaobei's mind went blank, he was immediately scared silly!

He could often hear the news of the grower being bitten to death by the Venom Snake, and his parents had also often warned him to be careful in the fields, but Bai Xiaobei had never thought that such a unfortunate thing would happen to him.

After a full four to five seconds, Bai Xiaobei finally reacted, he forcefully threw Venom Snake onto the ground, and angrily rushed forward. He shouted at me angrily, "Grab whatever you want, and stomp it into meat paste!"

"What should I do? Am I going to die? "What should we do?!"

Bai Xiaobei was so anxious that he was about to cry. Venom Venom Snake was extremely poisonous. If bitten, it wouldn't heal in time, and it would quickly be shocked, or even die.

"Right, right, hurry up and extract the poisonous blood to prevent it from spreading, then go wash …"

Calming down, Bai Xiaobei used his left hand to grip onto his bitten right index finger tightly. Blood flowed out, and at this moment, the emerald jade ring on his left hand suddenly glowed with a strong green light!

Seeing that, Bai Xiaobei's eyeballs almost popped out, he was dumbstruck.

What was going on?

In the middle of Sparta, a stream of mysterious information rushed into his mind like a passing lantern. "Basic spell: Little Spirit Rain Spell …"

After a moment of dizziness, he finally woke up.

Bai Xiaobei's face was filled with strangeness, and he was both surprised and happy!

"Could it be that I've obtained some sort of extraordinary Immortal Inheritance?"

He looked at his hands and found that the wound caused by Venom Snake's bite was greedily absorbing the green light emitted by the jade ring. It was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In less than ten seconds, his finger had mysteriously returned to its normal state. There was no sign of a scratch on his finger. The green light on the ring had obviously consumed more than half of its energy and weakened.

"The venom has been resolved?"

"..."

"Xiaobei, why are you still standing there? Come over and help!"

His father, Bai Yu, had rushed over from the other side of the flower field when he saw that the fertilizer carriage was not properly covered.

"Alright!"

Bai Xiaobei restrained his excitement and replied quickly.

When Venom Snake had bitten him just now, he had thrown the tarpaulin onto the withered Honeysuckle Tree. As he was taking it, his hand had accidentally touched the withered branch.

The jade ring still had a glimmer of light remaining as it sank into the Honeysuckle Tree species. The branches of the originally withered and dead Honeysuckle Tree began to gradually turn green, and its withered leaves quickly withered away. However, there were still many green branches that were constantly being plucked from the branches …

The body of the Honeysuckle Tree was also continuously growing taller! Although it was slow, it was visible with the naked eye!

Bai Xiaobei was nearly numb to the chain of 'miracles'.

"Don't dilly-dally, it's raining heavily!" Mom shouted from not too far away.

Bai Xiaobei did not bother looking at the Honeysuckle Tree anymore, holding onto the oilcloth, he ran towards the fertilizer cart.

Bai Yu took the oilcloth and shook it off. The two of them covered the fertilizer carriage.

"Dad, have you ever seen the Silver Flower come back to life after it died?" Bai Xiaobei asked softly.

Bai Yu didn't even raise his head. "If he's dead, he's dead. The Honeysuckle isn't a weed, how can it be said that it's alive?"

Then, he frowned, "You saw that goldsilver flower that died yesterday, right? I was planning to dig it today. It's going to rain, so I'll make it tomorrow. "

Bai Xiaobei rolled his eyes, he did not dare to say what had just happened.

The morning clouds dissipated and the dark clouds quickly gathered. A muffled sound of thunder could be heard from the distance. The gloomy and gloomy sky was terrifying.

Bai Xiaobei and his parents anxiously rushed back, and just as they entered the house, heavy rain poured down.

Back in his room, Bai Xiaobei took off the jade ring on his finger, placed it on the table, and started to study it carefully.

This jade ring was dug out when he was digging on the mountain not long ago. He wore it on his hand as it looked beautiful.

It looked like two teeth were pressed together, one was ice and the other was brown. Even though it was made of jade, judging from the carving technique and traces, it didn't look like an antique.

After researching for a long time, Bai Xiaobei still could not find any clues. The only clue he had was the information that had flowed into his mind: "Little Spirit Rain Spell!"

It was as if a new set of memories and knowledge had suddenly appeared in his mind, allowing Bai Xiaobei to grasp the usage of this basic technique as well as the related information.

The Little Spirit Rain Spell was a technique that the ancient cultivators used to obtain inspiration from the ancient Dragon God's Flying Cloud Rain. It was a technique they invented to irrigate the Spirit Farmland …

"Xiaobei, time to eat."

Just as he was thinking, Mom was already rushing him from outside the room. Bai Xiaobei stopped worrying about it and kept the jade ring on his finger.

"It's here!" "Hmm?"

Bai Xiaobei replied. Just as he was about to go out, he discovered that there were signs of withering in the potted plants in his room.

He walked forward, took a deep breath, and silently used his will to activate the spell!

The next moment, a mysterious fluctuation appeared in the air. A cloud the size of a palm formed above the potted plant.

"Damn, that's fine too!"

Bai Xiaobei was excited and his teeth ached.

What made him excited was that this spell was really effective!

What made his teeth ache was that even though it was called the 'Small' Spirit Rain Arts, the f * cking clouds were really too small.

It was not said that when the Little Spirit Rain Spell was used, it could create spirit clouds the size of a few acres and flood them with Spirit Farmland s that were a hundred meters long. Why is it that the thing I made is only the size of a palm?

In the midst of his speechlessness, fine droplets of rain dripped down from the spirit cloud in his palm.

In a few seconds, the bonsai trees that were originally withered were rejuvenated.

The lush green life force spread out, the potted branches became thicker, and the green leaves squeezed out …

With a violent shake, a clear cracking sound came out from the flower pot. In Bai Xiaobei's astonishment, the bonsai that had more than doubled in thickness was immediately broken!

"What's wrong?"

The sound of the flower pot exploding was too loud, allowing the Mom outside the door to hear it and ask.

"It's nothing, I accidentally bumped into a flower pot! "I'll pack my things. Mom, you go eat first, I'll be there shortly."

Bai Xiaobei's heart was thumping hard.

The heck, this Little Spirit Rain Spell, even though it's' small ', is truly impressive!

"I'm rich!" A thought quickly flashed through Bai Xiaobei's mind.

When Bai Yu, who had just finished washing his hands and bringing the lively potted plants to the great hall, saw this, he was immediately a little surprised. Isn't he dead? How did he become like this! "

This basin mountain Purple Armor, was personally cultivated by him when Bai Xiaobei was still in school in the past, and was placed in Bai Xiaobei's room. However, he was too busy later on and did not have the time to exchange the Mountain Purple Armor for a flowerpot. As a result, the Mountain Purple Armor stopped growing and was even on the verge of withering.

However, looking at its current appearance, it was as beautiful as a tree, with beautiful posture and a much larger body. It was almost on the same level as an artistic potted plant.

Bai Xiaobei hurriedly said: "I don't know either, how about I change the flower pot for it?"

"Let me do it!"

Bai Yu was astonished, he did not have the mood to eat, hence he carried his Mountain Purple Armour and walked towards the courtyard: "Xiaobei, go upstairs and carry a large porcelain flower pot, and an umbrella!"

"Hey, are you two going to eat or not?" Mom called out helplessly as she carried the seaweed soup to the table.

After half an hour of tossing and turning, Bai Yu looked at the verdant Mountain Purple Armour potted plant in front of him and sighed in satisfaction: "This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful Mountain Purple Armour, it's practically of the highest quality …"

The farmers cultivated potted plants, which were originally for sale. Generally, a mountain purple armor of good quality could be sold for at least a few dozen yuan, and the better ones could be sold for up to a hundred yuan. Of course, this was because the potted plants here were cheap.

The price of this mountain violet armor was definitely not something ordinary goods could compete with.

"I'm going to the market in a few days. We'll sell it together."

The place that Bai Yi Xiao Bei House lived was relatively remote and there weren't many families. They all rely on the mountain to cultivate and eat; because it was a cheap place to plant plants, they moved here.

Every five days, Bai Yu would head to the town's market to market and sell some of the potted plants, flowers, agricultural products, even the herbs he had dug up from the mountains as well as the wild chickens and wild rabbits he had caught.

This beautiful mountain violet armor would probably be loved by many rich and powerful people.