don't bother me farming

Time passed by slowly, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

After the first winter rain, a light rain will fall from time to time in Fansong Mountain.

The dark clouds in the sky are lingering, and the mountains and forests are filled with mist and humidity.

A suitable environment breeds new life.

The mushrooms in the mountains and forests grow well under the moisture of rain.

They are all spiritual mushrooms with low spiritual energy content but a short growth cycle. After a rain, many mushrooms pop up.

At this time, there were many monks entering Fansong Mountain, and people were coming and going. It was especially inconvenient for Chen Yanzhi to collect the special spiritual energy needed for pine nuts.

And the longer you stay in Fansong Mountain, the heavier the pressure on your body becomes, and you need to use more spiritual power to resist.

The gourds that collect evening dew and morning breeze, one has collected a tenth of it, and the other has just begun, and is still far from being full.

Thinking about the newly acquired matsutake matsutake, I was afraid of causing a dispute.

Chen Yanzhi chose to leave as soon as possible, but she still cut it a little, chopped off nearly one-third of the trunk, stuffed it into a storage bag and took it away.

Carrying the spirit tree and resisting the increasing pressure, she walked outside the mountain.

I saw a few water fig mushrooms popping up on the road. They didn't have much energy, but they tasted good.

Especially after being dried in the sun, the stewed soup is particularly fragrant and mellow. It is a common mushroom species in the world of immortality.

It is a pity that this mushroom can only grow on pure mountains. In places with many people and strong blood, it will not grow at all.

It is one of the many spiritual plants that cannot be cultivated artificially.

Use the magic hoe to control the magic hoe to dig out these water banyan mushrooms and put them into the jade box.

Apart from anything else, she still has a lot of jade boxes.

Along the way, I encountered many low-level spiritual mushrooms and collected them all.

Of course, she also met many monks. Chen Yanzhi was carrying such a large dead tree. Even if she used a blindfold, she could not block the disciples who were higher than her.

When others asked, she only said to take the dead tree back to fertilize the fields.

"Junior sister, please remind me that you have to pay for this thing."

"Although the gains from experience belong to the monks themselves, the various tree species on Fansong Mountain are specially cultivated."

"It doesn't matter if you pick up pine cones, pine gum, magic mushrooms, or elixirs, but the tree must not be touched."

"Not even rotten wood. If you want to take it away, you have to pay a lot of money, at least a 20% premium."

So dark! ! !

Chen Yanzhi was vomiting blood in her heart, but she nodded calmly on the surface, "I understand. Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me."

Saying goodbye to others made her depressed.

As I walked outside, I continued to touch the trees, hoping to gain something more.

The result, of course, was nothing.

Walking out of the forest, she touched the graceful crown-fan cliff pine standing on the edge of the cliff for the last time.

The green progress bar appears again!

There is just one section left that is not full.

Chen Yanzhi quickly probed with his spiritual sense, and found a brown pine cone as big as a fist hidden inside the place covered by layers of pine needles.

The crown fan cliff pine does not bear pine nuts, but the pine cone shell is an elixir that can be used to refine elixirs to assist foundation-building monks in their cultivation. Each one is worth about thirty spirit stones.

Chen Yanzhi looked at the green progress bar that was not yet full and decided to wait to avoid affecting the quality.

If you are too close to the cliff iron cable, the pressure will increase exponentially.

After placing several layers of restrictions here, she walked a little further in, felt the pressure on her body lighten a little, and put down the dead wood.

After staying here for three days, the pressure increased every day, one layer after another, making Chen Yanzhi feel uncomfortable.

The movement of his spiritual power became more and more stagnant, and he felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back at all times.

Looking at the slow-moving green progress bar, she lay on the gourd, hoping to feel better.

"What's this pressure about?"

Moreover, the increase in these three days was greater than that in the previous ten days. Chen Yanzhi was confused.     "Getting heavier."

Another five days passed, and Chen Yanzhi looked at the progress bar that was still a little bit low, lying like a dead dog, and decided to give up.

For a few spiritual stones, there was no need to suffer such a heavy punishment.

He stood up with difficulty holding the gourd, and then resisted the dead wood, tying it tightly to his body with the hemp rope.

At least another five hundred kilograms of strength were added, which almost crushed her, who was already carrying a heavy burden.

"The unbearable weight of life!"

Chen Yanzhi hooked her waist, grimaced, supported the hoe, and limped toward the Shan Guan Ya Song.

It was a short walk, but I was sweating profusely.

After taking off the pine cone, she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go down.

"Hey, it's you, why haven't you left yet? Let me calculate, you actually stayed for eight days under increased pressure!"

When I first entered the pine forest, I met the slovenly middle-aged man and his companion, staring at Chen Yanzhi as if they were watching the excitement.

Meeting these two people again, Chen Yanzhi's already bad mood became even worse.

So, with an honest look on her face, she asked doubtfully: "How long has it been?"

"Ahem, it's just so-so, but it's not as good as when I was there. When I entered Fansong Mountain for the first time, I stayed there for a full sixteen days."

His companion, a taciturn middle-aged man, looked strange when he heard this.

Chen Yanzhi said oh meaningfully.

"I'm telling you, don't believe it."

"I believe it, I believe it." She was really sincere.

Wei Feng rolled his eyes, "Believe it or not, you will be in trouble when you go down the mountain later, be careful if you fall down, haha."

If Chen Yanzhi hadn't been free now, she would have really wanted to give him a blow.

Her body became heavier and heavier, and she stopped paying attention to them. She pretended not to hear them and moved to the iron rope as quickly as possible.

After completely crossing the cliff, the gravity on the body suddenly increased and doubled again.

Thanks to that person's reminder, Chen Yanzhi was prepared.

The spiritual power that had been accumulated for a long time came out, resisted the heaviest wave of pressure, and slid down smoothly.

"Wei Feng, I smell the scent of Zhuwu matsutake."

"Zhuwu Matsutake!! Where is it?" Wei Feng looked excited.

"Here." The taciturn middle-aged man pointed at Chen Yanzhi, who was halfway down.

"!!!"

"Then you're talking nonsense, you still can't steal it." Wei Feng looked at the sky speechlessly.

He suddenly shouted loudly again, "This guy must be very lucky. I take on missions and run up the mountain every year, but I never come across anything decent."

He was jealous to death of Wei Feng.

"Yes, maybe it's because she handed over Qingguo, or we can do it next time"

Wei Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just give it a try."

The further one went down, the lighter the pressure became, and Chen Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

When I came to the foot of the mountain, all the gravity on my body disappeared. After mobilizing my spiritual power, it was much smoother than usual.

Chen Yanzhi looked up at the green peak, "This is the biggest gain of this trip. It's worth fifty green fruit flowers. I'll have to stay longer next time."

At the foot of the mountain, a courtyard was built specifically to handle the affairs of Fansong Mountain.

As soon as Chen Yanzhi carried the tree out, he was stopped by a qi training disciple, who took him to the courtyard for evaluation and payment with a smile.

"Zhuwu matsutake! No wonder junior sister wants to take this dead pine tree away."

The matter of Zhu Wu Matsutake could not be hidden, and Chen Yanzhi was also helpless.