Most alchemists in the lower realms of the realm knew that there was a message.
That was that there was a very powerful medicinal farmer surnamed Chen in the south of the city. The medicinal materials he grew were top grade, and the yield was also high. It's just that there are too many alchemists who come to buy them now, and supply cannot keep up with demand.
Often, purchases for this year must be pre-ordered, and the goods can only be collected next year.
Chen Xia's reputation as a medicinal farmer was growing bigger and bigger. Sometimes there were even thieves coming to steal medicinal materials. Chen Xia did not bother with them. Let them steal it and treat it as an opportunity given to them.
Then some thieves would come again for the second time.
There was no such thing as a second time for the same opportunity.
The thieves could not get out of the house again. Chen Xia directly detained them in his inner small world, then transferred them to the Great Death Realm, imprisoning them for life.
Gradually, fewer and fewer cultivators came to steal.
This was also Chen Xia's 130th year after returning to the hut. The medicinal fields were expanded a little by him. In the middle of the yard was a reclining chair facing the Chinese parasol tree, allowing Chen Xia to occasionally chat with Old Zhang.
Of course there would be no response. Chen Xia never waited for a response either, he just looked at the hut and thought back to his life with the other two and a dog a few years ago, and could not help but think back to Big Yellow Dog.
After thinking about Big Yellow Dog, he began to worry about Big Yellow Dog's safety, but Big Yellow Dog was the Great Emperor, how could he be less safe than Chen Xia, a quasi-sage.
Chen Xia no longer worried about these things, and sat down to ask.
In the next few decades, the medicinal materials in Chen Xia's house became even more famous. Even sects came specifically to purchase them, wanting to buy up all the medicinal herbs in Chen Xia's house at high prices.
Chen Xia told them to get lost.
The leader of the sect was so angry that he shouted, "You, a medicinal farmer, dare to talk to me like this. I came here to buy medicinal materials to give you face. Do you believe it or not that I will boycott you and make sure your medicinal materials can no longer be sold!"
"Hurry up with the boycott if you want to, don't waste my time." Chen Xia put the hoe over his shoulder, already somewhat impatient, waving it twice, and knocked out the sect leader with the hoe.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly left, knowing that Chen Xia had some strength and did not dare to provoke him.
There were also cultivators coming to provoke in the future, but they were all low-level Yuan Ying realm cultivators. The highest cultivation that came was only an early Da Cheng realm cultivator.
This was like a child coming to your door to make trouble.
Chen Xia did not intend to kill anyone. Hitting them out the door with a hoe was enough.
As the number of cultivators he casually knocked down grew, Chen Xia's reputation in the lower realms grew louder and louder, and his title changed from medicinal farmer to hoe god.
Time passed slowly.
Zhang Feiyu would occasionally come to the hut to report on the current development of the Zhang family. With the support of the three sub sects and Triumphant Mountain, the Zhang family's progress was very fast. The second Reversal Sea Realm appeared ten years ago, an elder who was originally at the Moving Mountain Realm.
When Zhang Feiyu said these things, his expression was very radiant, and his eyes were also secretly praising Chen Xia, hoping to see a trace of joy and excitement from Chen Xia's expression.
But Chen Xia's expression remained calm all the time, and he just nodded gently, sitting in the reclining chair, and then asked,
"How about the progress of your rebirth?"
"Senior Wang Yangzi said that there was still some progress to be made, and I would have to take another big medicine pill for it to work. My talent is too poor to trouble you so much. In fact, the Zhang family has other prodigies that you don't need to spend so much effort on me!"
Zhang Feiyu said with gathered courage.
Chen Xia turned his head without even looking at him and murmured,
"I started cultivating when I was over 20 years old. It took me 500 years to form the Yuan Ying. It took me nearly 2,000 years to become the Moving Mountain Realm. Afterwards I entered the Reversal Sea Realm and stayed there the longest until I was over 10,000 years old to become a quasi-sage."
"All along this path, I kept killing enemies across realms, killing Reversal Seas in the Moving Mountain Realm, and killing Firmament Realms in the Reversal Sea Realm."
"Do you think there is any prodigy in the world that can compare with me?"
The world he referred to was all heavens worlds.
Zhang Feiyu shook his head. "Chen Zu is the most powerful cultivator I have ever seen. In Feiyu's heart, he is the most prodigious existence."
Chen Xia shook his head gently again and said softly, "I don't care about the Zhang family, nor do I care about the prodigies of the Zhang family. Letting you reborn is only because of Old Zhang, not because of you, let alone because you are so talented."
"Feiyu understands!"
"Go back. You don't have to come to report to me regularly. Just come find me again if something big happens." Chen Xia waved his hand gently.
Zhang Feiyu hurriedly nodded and respectfully turned to leave.
Chen Xia lay in the rocking chair and could not help sighing at the passage of time.
He had also changed from a young man in his twenties to a 100,000-year-old Chen Zu .
Time, he had finally made everyone unexpected in the end.
Nothing happened afterwards. Time passed.
Another fifty years later, Chen Xia's fame as a medicinal farmer spread to the middle layer of the Realm. Most alchemists knew that there was a medicinal farmer who grew very good medicinal materials, and they came down to purchase them.
Chen Xia stipulated that everyone could only buy one medicinal plant. Whoever wanted to forcefully buy more would get hit on the head with the hoe and get beaten up by him.
Do you understand what is called civil and military?
Some cultivators were not convinced. Using relationships, they invited Reversal Sea Realm cultivators, wanting to turn the tables and make Chen Xia compensate for the medicinal materials.
Chen Xia refused again and hit them on the head with a hoe.
Steadily knocked down.
This was his 430th year back in the Realm. He became known in the lower and middle realms of the Realm by the title of Hoe God.
Compared to his medicinal materials, the hoe that easily knocked people down attracted more attention.
The 540th year.
The Alchemist Association of the middle layer of the Realm invited Chen Xia to join and claimed that they could give Chen Xia a good position.
Chen Xia still refused. He just wanted to guard his own small piece of land.
600 years later.
Zhang Feiyu came again, saying that the Zhang family had a second Reversal Sea Realm cultivator, and Zhang Family Patriarch had also broken through to the ninth layer of the Reversal Sea Realm. Perhaps he could impact the Firmament Realm.
Chen Xia nodded gently, his expression calm.
If it were 7,000 years ago, he would have been happy along with them, but now he just wanted to farm.
Zhang Feiyu only said this one thing, and then left.
Chen Xia continued to keep the medicinal fields company. His appearance seemed to have aged somewhat, with slightly white hair and hunched waist.
He squinted his eyes and stood in the medicinal fields holding the hoe.
It was time to enlighten the Dao.
Rising and falling for 600 years was not as a quasi-sage, but as a medicinal farmer to enlighten the Dao.
Holding the hoe, he slowly wandered out the door.
The door of the house closed slightly.
Chen Xia's back gradually went further away.
From afar, he looked like an ordinary old man from the countryside.