Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 316 Do your best to invite disaster

Ningfang closed No.15.

The 'badly injured' Gu Dan has already started to get out of bed and walk around.

Although his injury was serious in theory, and it appeared to be very serious, but in any case, it was the physique of a grandmaster, and the injury enough to kill an ordinary person was not to the point where the grandmaster could not act at all.

As long as you don't touch people.

Gu Dan, who just got out of bed and walked out of the room, heard Qian Qiancheng's voice from the yard.

"Planting spiritual rice, you must be careful! How you treat the spiritual rice, the harvest of the spiritual rice will treat you! This is a matter of sowing and reaping, and there is no shortcut!"

Qian Qiancheng's voice was quite high, and he seemed to hate iron for being weak, "You have been planting Lingdao for nearly nine years, and next year, we must ensure that the minimum output stipulated in Xianfang is completed. If you can't even do this Guaranteed, his cultivation base will be abolished, and he will be completely eliminated from Xianfang!

How many people want to cultivate immortals?Xianfang doesn't need those lazy silverfish. You finally got the favor of Xiandao. If you are thrown out of Xianfang because you don't want to work hard, you will regret it for the rest of your life! "

Amidst the voice of constant discipline, Gu Dan walked into the yard.

In front of the courtyard of Lingzhen Hall, there were hundreds of young people standing there, while Qian Qiancheng stood at the front of the crowd, yelling loudly, lashing out at Fang Qiu, and spitting stars flying all over the place.

Those young people should have looked the most energetic, but at this moment, they all lowered their heads, wishing to bury their heads in their chests, let alone hold their heads high, and even few dared to look them up.

"How dangerous is the outside world today? Only Ningfang gives you a place where you can practice safely! Think about what kind of life you lived at home before? You didn't know a single word, facing the loess with your back to the sky, eating the last meal without the next meal !
Ningfang will give you food, clothes, and a place to live, and even give you a chance to become a master, and be lucky enough to practice immortality!

But what about you?How did you repay Xianfang?Um? ! "

Qian Qiancheng scolded angrily: "It will take nine years! Most of you can't even complete the minimum production of spiritual rice stipulated by Xianfang! To raise you, Ningfang even made Ningfang pay a lot of spiritual stones ! What face do you have to stand here? What face do you have to be a part of Xianfang?!"

The sky shines down with the light from the stove gathered by the array, and Gu Dan leans on the door frame, bathing in that little bit of light.

Looking at the scene in front of him quietly, I felt mixed feelings for a moment, and unspeakable emotions rippling in my heart.

Qian Qiancheng also noticed Gu Dan's arrival, his face darkened at first, and then he waved his sleeves and issued the final judgment, "Go away! Next year, if there are still people who can't reach the minimum output stipulated by Xianfang, you will be punished." There is no need to stay in Xianfang!"

A dull atmosphere lingered here. Hundreds of young people didn't even dare to take a breath. Their eyes were fixed on their own toes, for fear that if they accidentally moved their eyes by half an inch, they would draw more ferocious and violent firepower.

A group of people came out in a file, but it was quiet, like walking dead, without any vitality or firepower to speak of.

After all those people had left, Qian Qiancheng's expression slowly recovered, he came to Gu Dan's side, and said, "Your fellow Daoist Kong is restless, why did you come out?"

"I'm not that vulnerable."

Gu Dan shrugged slightly, naturally he didn't need to explain anything, but asked curiously: "What's the situation with those little fellows?"

"What else can happen? You can't grow spiritual rice well, so you should be scolded!"

Qian Qiancheng snorted, "This group of bastards knew how to work hard at the beginning. Although the output is not required, at least the spirit is commendable. But in the past two years, the harvest has become less and less! No matter how much you steal behind your back Playing tricks, the output will never lie.

If you don't give them a little color, you can really come to Xianfang to eat dry food! "

"I see."

Gu Dan nodded noncommittally, "I'm just walking around as I please, as long as Elder Qian is busy with his own affairs."

"Friend Daoist Kong still needs to rest more and take care of his health."

With a simple polite sentence, Qian Qiancheng hurried back to Lingzhen Hall, took out the account book and was figuring something there.

Gu Dan finally walked out of the gate of Lingzhen Hall.

Outside are large expanses of rice fields.

At a glance, it doesn't look like a ten-thousand-meter mountain, but more like a beautiful countryside.

Around those rice fields, quite young monks were meditating cross-legged, recovering their spiritual energy.

Gu Dan knew a thing or two about these spiritual rice, but not in that detail.

All these people planted the worst quality ling rice, and the ling rice they produced was naturally the worst grade—there was also a grade of ling rice, the worst grade was ripe once a year, and the better grade was three years old. Once ripe, the strongest one will take five full years to mature once.

The Lingjiu Chijiang that Gu Dan bought was made of Lingmi that is cooked every three years.

As for the five-year-ripening Lingmi, which is rarely planted, firstly, the spiritual energy content is not much higher than that of the three-year-ripening Lingmi, and secondly, it takes too long, and the care must be more careful, but the price is low. And it won't climb too much, because the effort is not directly proportional to the gain.

Ningfang also only divided a few places to grow spiritual rice that takes five years to grow. Lingzhentang grows it by itself. The harvested spiritual rice is not sold, but used internally, which is an absolute luxury.

Gu Dan glanced at those monks who looked like old farmers sitting cross-legged in front of the field. Judging from the aura fluctuations emanating from these people, almost all of them were just training for the first level of Qi training, and there were very few people who could reach the second level of training for Qi training. , quite weak.

Eight years, if it is really used for cultivation, it will be a low-grade spiritual root, no matter what, you will have to practice Qi at the second level, and the initial stage of Qi training is not so difficult.

It's just that they spend most of their time on farming—mainly performing Xiaoyunyu Jue to support the growth of the spiritual rice, which is equivalent to depleting themselves and artificially increasing the total amount of spiritual energy that the spiritual rice can absorb.

However, monks at the first level of qi training only need a long time to recover after performing the Little Cloud and Rain Art once, and if they want to irrigate all the spiritual rice planted every day, how much time is left for them to practice?

Lin Cheng said that the monks in the mortal area can get about ten spirit stones throughout the year, but these people are definitely not included.

If they want to achieve that kind of harvest, they will have hope at least until the middle stage of Qi training. At that time, they may have been planting spiritual rice for 40 to [-] years!
There was nothing left and right, Gu Dan walked to a young monk who stood out from the crowd, he was a second-level monk who practiced qi that was cherished here.

"Planting spiritual rice, what is the harvest?"

Gu Dan asked.

"what"

Seeing that Gu Dan was wearing the uniform of the Law Enforcement Hall, the young man replied without hesitation: "Reporting to my lord, if you go all year round, you can probably reap more than a stone."

"Don't be so nervous, I just asked a few words casually."

Gu Dan said gently.

"Yes Yes!"

The young monk still lowered his head and answered yes repeatedly, he was clearly a monk on the second level of Qi training, as humble as if he had seen the emperor's mountain villager.

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Seeing his reaction like this, Gu Dan couldn't make each other feel uncomfortable anymore, and started to wander around aimlessly.

"Your Excellency, do you want to know about Lingdao and other matters?"

Before walking a few steps, a person sitting in the field suddenly spoke.

Gu Dan looked at him, and saw that the man's skin was wheat-yellow, his body was strong, and his face was quite simple and honest. His strength was only at the first level of Qi training, but the gaze he looked at Gu Dan was far less than the previous level of Qi training. The frightened and flustered appearance of the monks on the upper floor.

These fairy seedlings are all selected from the mortal world. Before coming here, the youngest was only 12 years old, and the oldest was only [-] years old. It is hard to say what knowledge they have. I lost my mind, and with no one to guide me, I rarely dared to open my mouth so voluntarily.

No, let alone opening their mouths, the vast majority of people, as long as Gu Dan looked over, would lower their heads one after another, as if they had done something wrong, and they were even worse than ordinary children.

It was rare that someone dared to speak proactively, so Gu Dan naturally walked over and sat down beside him, "Yes, what do you want to say?"

"My lord, look at these spiritual rice."

The little guy who opened his mouth pointed to the spiritual rice in his field, and said: "These spiritual rice is only planted here. If no one controls it, it will not be easy to harvest three buckets. After planting, not all the spiritual rice can survive , In the first two months, it is necessary to carefully survey, replenish seedlings or transplant, so as to ensure that the number of spiritual rice is sufficient.

Three months after planting the spiritual rice, we must use the Xiaoyunyu Jue to provide it with 'spiritual water'. Only in this way can the grains of the spiritual rice be full, the spiritual energy rich, and the yield increased. This is what we really need to do . "

Speaking of these, he knows everything.

"So all the year round, harvest a stone?"

Gu Dan asked.

"There are very few people who can't reap a stone. If you want to reap a stone, you have to perform Xiaoyunyu Jue several times a day, so that you can take care of all the spiritual rice you plant.

Last year I slept for two hours a day, other than that, I performed Xiaoyunyu Jue four times a day, and the harvest was only one stone and two buckets. "

He pursed his lips and replied.

"How many spirit stones can I sell for the three buckets of spirit rice I left behind?"

Gu Dan asked.

Last year, the bottom line of Ningfang was one shiling rice, that is to say, one acre of ling rice could produce one shiling rice to be considered qualified.

Only when the bottom line has been reached, these talents are eligible to share with Ningfang Sanqi, otherwise they will all belong to Lingfang.

It is said that this rule in Ningfang is to prevent those lazy monks from taking fish in troubled waters.

“Not so much left”

"Ok?"

Gu Dan raised his brows slightly, and it was divided into [-] to [-]%. This can't be enough, right?
"These spiritual soils have used up more than a bucket of spiritual rice."

He pointed to the place where the spiritual rice took root.

It was a layer of dark soil, covering the rocks, but Gu Dan never took it seriously.

"These things?"

Gu Dan was taken aback for a moment, never thought that Ning Fang would have such a means.

"If you don't have these spiritual soils, even if you use the Xiaoyunyu Jue, the spiritual rain that gathers won't last long and will dissipate. Moreover, if you plant it on the spiritual soil, it will be easier for the spiritual rice to survive, and the spiritual soil must be replaced every year. , it will have no effect in the second year. As for the seeds of the spiritual rice, it will cost a bucket of spiritual rice."

He added.

"Sigh~"

Gu Dan took a deep breath.

Soil is actually more expensive than spiritual rice seeds!
And it seems that one or two, no one really dares to plant spiritual rice on the rock, otherwise the survival rate will teach them to be human, and it will be very inconvenient to use Xiaoyunyu Jue in the future.

Calculated in this way, the spiritual soil must be bought, and it is impossible not to buy it.

"So, if you harvest two buckets of stone for one stone, only one bucket of spirit rice will be in your hands? How many spirit stones can you exchange for?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Three spirit stones."

He replied.

"Oh, that's all right."

Gu Dan nodded lightly, at least he could have three melons and two dates in his hand.

"Eat food every year, but also a spirit stone."

He added.

Gu Dan: "."

Well, the harvest of a bucket of Lingmi that fell into his hand had to be fractured.

"In this way, how many spirit stones have you saved in eight years?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Two."

"So little? Where did you spend it?"

"I didn't spend the first five years to provide spiritual rice and spiritual soil for free. After that, I was responsible for my own profits and losses. I owed the loss first, and then made up for it. I had three spirit stones, but I asked someone to exchange one spirit stone for money. I sent it to my family, and there are only two left.”

he whispered.

"It's quite filial. How much is a spirit stone?"

Gu Dan asked curiously.

"100 taels."

"100 taels? Ridiculous!"

Gu Dan's voice was raised a lot.

It's not too much, it's too little!

Ordinary things and immortality are almost useless, and it is not easy to convert them. It can only be said that each takes what it needs.

But no matter what, it is impossible for a spirit stone to be worth a mere hundred taels of silver!
If it is really possible to change it like this, Gu Dan must empty out the spirit stones in the Buzhou Mountains.

If the previous series of things can still say that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and a spirit stone is only exchanged for 100 taels of silver, then it is an undisguised bullying.

Obviously gold and silver should be nothing to Xianfang, why should they be so cruel everywhere?

These monks will also grow up. Such unscrupulous and disgusting people, when they grow up, what kind of attitude will they face Xianfang?

At this moment, Gu Dan finally understood why the complexion of everyone present at the meeting of the Law Enforcement Hall changed drastically.

A group of monks who were played by them as fools, endured humiliation and spent decades to finally accumulate enough wealth, but in the end the way to rise was directly ruined by bullying honest people, right?
No wonder Ning Fang decisively chose to close the door and lock the workshop. Who can resist this?
Gu Dan suddenly felt that the disaster this time might be more serious than he thought, and even the most angry ones were probably not the group of masters who were about to die, but those monks who had been 'cultivated' for decades.

The clay figurine is still angry, so why not repay Xianfang's kindness?

This is simply a growing powder keg that has been ignited!
Before the thunder of the Lingshi crisis had time to explode, the most deadly thunder had already exploded!
The severity of this matter even exceeded Gu Dan's expectations.

(End of this chapter)