Behind the portal, there is neither the splendor nor the fairy-like scenery as expected.
An extremely rich earthy fragrance and plant freshness hit your face, pure and original, without a trace of impurities.
The three of them stepped in, and the golden magic circle and portal behind them quietly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
In front of you is a vast field, ridge after ridge, extending to the end of the sight.
It's just that these ridges are not soft fertile soil, but a strange soil with a dark golden color. It has a dense texture and a metallic luster on the surface. Under the soft light of the "sun" on the dome, it reflects little bits of cold light.
The air is filled with a strange energy, extremely pure.
Every breath makes one’s limbs feel comfortable and the spirit lifted.
"Such a rich energy."
Bibi Dong looked around, her purple eyes flashing with light.
Just standing here, she could feel her soul power moving slowly and autonomously, greedily absorbing the energy floating in the air.
Ning Liu's feeling is more intuitive.
His Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit made a slight buzz in his body without being summoned.
He leaned down and picked up a handful of dark golden soil.
The soil is heavy and hard in texture. It is more like metal powder than soil.
"The rules here... are very strange."
Bibi Dong closed her eyes and felt it carefully.
"The space is stable, and the energy is pure and active to an astonishing level. The effect of practicing here is far beyond what can be compared to the outside world."
She opened her eyes, looked at Ning Liu, and said something that moved Yue Guan:
"If a soul master with an innate soul power of only three or four levels and a mediocre martial soul could grow up here and practice without any interruption, it would probably not be difficult for him to become a Soul Saint."
This is not an exaggeration.
In Douluo Continent, talent determines the upper limit.
A soul master with level 3 or 4 innate soul power, in his lifetime, reaching the realm of soul king is a miracle like smoke rising from his ancestral grave.
But in this "Sacred Chrysanthemum Garden", the situation is completely different.
The pure energy here can subtly cleanse the soul master's body, widen the meridians, and warm the spiritual sea.
Here, the so-called "bottleneck" will be overwhelmed by this huge energy.
The talent gap has been narrowed.
Yue Guan was shocked when he heard this, and he was even more in awe of this chrysanthemum god whom he had never met before.
At this moment, Yue Guan's expression changed slightly again, as if he had received new information.
His face was filled with joy, and he quickly said to the two of them: "The message from the gods reminded that this test is under special circumstances. The flow of time here is different from that of Douluo Continent."
"Oh?" Ning Liu and Bibi Dong were interested at the same time.
"The past three months have passed in Shenju Garden, and only three days have passed in Douluo Continent."
Yue Guan's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Ning Liu and Bibi Dong looked at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.
Surprise!
This trip to the "assistant", which was originally just out of curiosity and observation, instantly turned into an opportunity.
Three months!
For experts of their level, three months of undisturbed seclusion, especially in such a paradise, can bring about immeasurable improvement.
Three days outside will not delay anything at all.
"It seems that we are at the right time this time."
The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth curved upward in a rare slight arc, and it was obvious that she was in a very good mood at the moment.
She no longer hesitated, walked straight to an empty field ridge, sat down cross-legged, and said to Yueguan:
"We will not interfere with your test. Unless you take the initiative to ask for help, otherwise, we will only practice here."
Ning Liu also smiled and found a seat not far or near Bibi Dong, and sat down like her.
"Elder Ju, we support you mentally in your farm work. Come on."
Yueguan: "..."
Looking at the two big men in front of him who were in seclusion, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
They have worked hard to be old farmers, but these two of them directly regard this place as a holy land for cultivation.
However, there was no dissatisfaction in his heart, only gratitude.
If it wasn't for him, these two people wouldn't have had this opportunity.
On the other hand, if these two people were not willing to come, he would be facing this unknown divine test alone, and he would be really worried.
He calmed down and returned his attention to his task.
"The second test is to build the foundation of Jin Rui. Reclamation, sowing, watering, pest control, and cultivating a hundred rugged chrysanthemums."
Yue Guan moved his hands and feet and walked to an uncultivated dark golden field ridge.
The rules of the gods are very clear, and all soul skills are prohibited.
He took a deep breath, transferred his soul power to his arms, and his muscles tensed, and then...he saw a hoe that was also dark gold stuck on the edge of the field ridge.
The hoe has a simple style and is extremely heavy to hold, more than ten times heavier than ordinary farm tools made of steel.
Yueguan held the hoe, took a stance, poured his soul power into it, and then with all his strength, he dug the hoe hard into the ground!
A harsh sound of gold and iron sounded.
Where the hoe collided with the ground, a string of dazzling sparks splashed up.
Yueguan only felt a huge counter-shock force coming from the hoe handle, which made his jaw numb and his whole arm a little weak.
He looked down and saw that there was only a shallow opening on the ground as hard as iron.
I’m afraid, it’s only an inch wide!
Yueguan's expression froze.
He is a titled Douluo!
Even without the use of soul skills, pure physical strength, coupled with the blessing of soul power, can break mountains and crack rocks.
But here, he tried his best, but he could only do this?
How can we cultivate this land?
"Use the simplest work to sharpen your mind and foundation..."
Yueguan exhaled a breath of turbid air, tightened his grip on the hoe, and the anxiety in his heart gradually calmed down.
It seems that this old farmer is not that easy to be a farmer.