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Time flows like water.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
Fang Xi watched as Xiao Chong broke through his realm, becoming a Qi Refining third-level novice Immortal Cultivator.
This made him sigh with emotion. The Earth Immortal Realm really was conducive to breakthroughs.
And during this period, he had only just managed to become acquainted with Zhou Jun and Widow Liang.
A light breeze blew.
By the riverbank, several newly tilled mu of Spiritual Field revealed tender green seedlings.
These fields were naturally cleared by Widow Liang, who had argued, could the living really be killed by holding their pee?
Since it was dangerous outside the market town, it was better to open up a Spiritual Field inside it.
