Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 10 Lingmi Harvest (recommended)

early spring.

The spirit farmers in the shantytowns all had happy expressions on their faces, and some even put on rare new clothes, as if they were going to some celebration.

Fang Xi walked among the bamboo forests, waving her right hand casually.

The Qinghe Sword flew out and cut off a section of bamboo.

He knocked on the bamboo tube, listened to the thick echo inside, and nodded with satisfaction: "The Lingmi is ripe."

The next moment, Fang Xi directly lit a flame on the ground and roasted the bamboo tube.

As time passed, a fragrance mixed with rice and bamboo slowly spread out.

This is another way to eat Lingzhu rice, made into bamboo tube rice.

Since this period of time, he has been staying in the bamboo forest, just to take care of the hard-to-ripen Lingmi, and to prevent some small thieves and even pests.

For this reason, he didn't even go to Great Liang.

Today, I finally got a harvest!
Snapped!
After a while, the bamboo tube exploded, revealing the Lingmi full inside.

The freshly ripe Lingmi grains are plump and evenly divided, and it almost melts when it falls on the tongue, especially the refreshing fragrance.

Coupled with the bacon brought by Fang Xi, it is a good meal.

After eating, Fang Xi felt the spiritual energy overflowing in her body, she didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly performed the Changchun Jue exercise.

Not only that, after practicing the exercises, he put on a posture to hone his palms.

"Tsk tsk...Xiao Fang, are you training your body?"

I don't know how much time has passed, Fang Xi, who was a bit immersed in martial arts, heard a joking voice, and quickly looked up, and saw an iron leaf boat magic weapon slowly descending from mid-air, and a person descended from it.

The other party was a male cultivator in his thirties, wearing a sky blue uniform, with a smile on his face, looking very rich.

Fang Xi saw her, but quickly stopped practicing martial arts, got up and said with a smile on her face, "Good job, Situ."

Seeing him looking at him, he quickly laughed again: "I just have nothing to do, just practice ordinary people's martial arts, it's easy to laugh at me, easy to laugh at..."

The fat man in blue is named 'Situ Ying', he is a member of Situ's family, and he is in charge of a part of the Lingtian.

For many Lingnong on the mountain, they are the earth emperor who holds the power of life and death.

"Well, this piece of spiritual bamboo is growing well, you must have put your heart into it."

Situ Ying walked among the bamboo forests, watching the growth of Lingmi, and nodded slightly.

"No matter where, the main thing is that Qingzhu Mountain has outstanding people and good aura, so the Lingmi grows well."

While complimenting, Fang Xi took out a small gift bag and sent it over.

In the kit, there are only a few spirit crystals left by him.

Situ Ying took it, and knew the exact number without even opening it, and her expression became softer: "Good boy, let's go up the road...If that's the case, let's start harvesting."

This scene made Fang Xi think of his previous life, which was recorded in the books he read.

This is probably how the ancient landlords and tenant farmers harvested, right?
Because both of them are immortal cultivators, the harvest is very fast.

Whoa!
Pieces of bamboo fell down and turned into bamboo rice.

At the end, Situ Ying took out a special big fighting weapon from the storage bag on his waist and began to weigh the weight.

"Storage artifact?"

Fang Xi stared at the dusty, seemingly inconspicuous little bag on Situ Ying's waist, and began to envy again.

He doesn't have this kind of magic weapon for storage...

"This year's harvest is good. Two stones of Lingmi and 120 catties are harvested... The master gets half of it, which is [-] catties!"

Situ Ying fiddled with the abacus: "Now that the price of Lingzhu rice has risen, if you sell your private share, you can give you four pieces of Lingshi..."

Fang Xi thought about it, and reluctantly said, "I'll keep half of it..."

According to the land lease contract, he would have had half of the harvest, that is, 120 catties of Lingmi.

If this Lingmi was to be sold, it could only be sold to Situ's family.

Situ's family also opened a rice shop in Fangshi, so they can severely lower the price, and the spirit crystals they give are not high.

And Lingnong often has to practice, so most of them still have to stay.

But Situ Ying opened his mouth to ask Fang Xi to sell her share, which was a bit greedy.

"Half, it doesn't matter... I will leave you sixty catties."

Situ Ying put the lingmi into the storage bag, threw down a small bag of lingjing, and drove away in the iron leaf boat.

Fang Xi opened the bag and found that there were only [-] spirit crystals inside. She couldn't help cursing secretly: "Goose plucks the vampire, don't fall into my hands in the future..."

……

After Lingzhu rice is harvested, it takes summer to continue sowing.

The sowing here is also very strange, no rice seeds are needed, only the roots of the spiritual bamboo are needed to grow bamboo shoots.

And there is a period of slack when harvesting in spring and replanting in summer.

Fang Xi strolled back to the shack, planning to renovate her house.

Just when he opened the door of his own room, he saw that there was a newcomer in the old Maitou's room, and he couldn't help being startled.

"This is Fellow Daoist Fang, right? This is the new Lingnong, named Chen Ping."

Chen Ping looked 30 to [-] years old, and he was also in the early stage of Qi refining, so his appearance looked ordinary.

At this time, he smiled flatteringly, and stuffed another low-grade 'dust removal talisman': "It's just a small gift, it's not a respect."

"Thank you, I will walk around more in the future."

Fang Xi responded with a smile, returned to her room, touched her chin: "In the past, Lingnong gave gifts, at most, some snacks and Lingmi... This new fellow Taoist seems to be quite wealthy... ...Could it be that he is a talisman maker?"

But immediately, I was quite emotional.

Old Maitou has been a spiritual farmer for decades, but once he died, not many people remembered him, and even his house and fields were quickly transferred.

This is the reality of the world of cultivating immortals!
The lowest level of cultivators are ants, leeks... cut whatever you want, and they will grow back anyway.

"Yesterday was Lao Maitou, tomorrow it might be me!"

Fang Xi laughed at herself.

With his personality, there may be fewer people who will remember him by then.

"Forget it... just take advantage of this slack time to practice hard."

Fang Xi practiced Changchun Jue's Qi-refinement three-level technique every day, but the progress was not fast.

On the contrary, Bai Yunzhang's martial art seems to be advancing by leaps and bounds.

……

great cool.

Baiyun martial arts gym.

"Brother Fang!"

"Hello, brother."

Fang Xi, who was dressed in a white dress, walked into the martial arts hall, and the disciples from the outer courtyard showed flattering and admiring smiles.

If at the beginning, they were only overwhelmed by Mr. Fang's wealth, now they have even more admiration for the strong.

There is no other reason, Fang Xi's progress speed is too fast!

Not only is it very fast to get started, but you can complete the practice of Qi and blood transformation at home, and not long ago announced a breakthrough in the second transformation of Qi and blood!

This made an unknown number of people secretly jealous.

'But... what's the use of being jealous? '

Fang Xi smiled slightly and entered the inner courtyard of Baiyun martial arts hall.

"Elder Sister!"

After saying hello to Mu Mimiao, he came to a clay stove on his own.

This earth stove is built with blue bricks, and an iron pot is placed on it.

When Fang Xi arrived, someone immediately lit the stove and poured sacks of medicinal materials into the iron pot.

Looking carefully, among the medicinal materials, there are also poisonous insects such as wriggling centipedes and spiders, which make one's scalp tingle.

"After my Baiyun Palm enters the second transformation of qi and blood with the calcination method, I will try to quench the poison in the palm!"

Fang Xi looked at her palms.

After two qi and blood transformations, the skin of his palms was as tough as cowhide, strong and powerful.

This is the basis for practicing Poison Gong.

After all, quenching poison with palm force also damages one's own body.

Even if Baiyun Martial Arts has a special antidote, it will still be a terrible injury if it accumulates over time.

raging!

The tongue of fire violently licked the bottom of the pot, making the soup in the iron pot thicker, turning black and fishy...

Fang Xi's face remained unchanged, and after the water boiled, she directly inserted her palms into it.

Whoa!
The boiling venom rippled between his palms, and he silently circulated the energy and blood changes to absorb the power of the toxin.

'Sure enough, only a strong physique after the second transformation of qi and blood, and even qi and blood, can absorb a little bit of toxin...Too advanced practice, may be poisoning your own palms! '

After half an hour of training, Fang Xi withdrew her red hands and looked at her palms.

I saw that in the palm of my hand, whenever I circulated my blood, there would suddenly be a cloud of gray.

"Is this the Poison Palm? The White Cloud Palm of the Dark Cloud Realm? No... it should be just the beginning..."

Baiyun Palm has three levels, Baiyun, Wuyun, and Heiyun!
Among them, Baiyun is the first and second changes of qi and blood, and the palms are as white as jade.

Wu Yun has reached the stage of the three transformations of qi and blood, and when he uses his energy, his palms will turn into black, and his poison energy will be small.

Fang Xi is now in the middle stage of the second change and the third change.

As for the final level of the black cloud, it is to truly practice the real strength, and the poisonous palm is a great achievement!

It is said that when Mu Canglong was really practicing martial arts, his palms were as black as ink, and even the wind in his palms was extremely poisonous!

"I have a lot of money, and I can buy all kinds of strange poisons and temper them into my hands, so the progress is very fast..."

Fang Xi folded her palms and stood, silently thinking about her progress in martial arts.

In addition, he can use his own spiritual knowledge to see inside, repair physical damage, and expel toxins, which is also a major advantage!
With so many advantages superimposed, Fang Xi's progress in Baiyun's palm is naturally rapid, and even Wuji has been surpassed. Recently, although people are still very enthusiastic in front of them, the sight behind them is a bit interesting.

'In the entire martial arts hall, in terms of martial arts alone, only Mu Mimiao and Mu Canglong are above me, right? '

Fang Xi thought to herself.

"Wu Ji is not good enough, Liu Taotao has a lack of character, in terms of honesty and calmness, maybe Tang Xuan will catch up from behind in the future... we can make a little friends. '

Just as he was thinking, the handsome Wu Ji came to the backyard with a kind smile on his face: "Junior Brother Fang..."

"Senior Brother Wu, is there something wrong?" Fang Xi raised her eyebrows.

"This...Senior Brother has been struggling to practice martial arts recently, and I don't know that Senior Brother..."

When Wu Ji opened his mouth, he borrowed money.

'This boat of friendship is about to capsize. 'Fang Xi secretly rolled her eyes.

(End of this chapter)