It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 144 Thread-pulling aphids
  Mr. Ge glanced at it, raised his eyebrows and said,

"Are you sure? There was an insect infestation in this acre of spiritual land before. The previous tenant was unable to solve the problem, so he canceled the lease. Although all the spiritual plants have been removed, it is inevitable that there are still insect eggs in the soil. Don't let it be taken advantage of. Heart……"

Li Qinglin shook his head and said,

"Thank you for your teachings, senior. But I like to be quiet. This place is remote and there is only one neighbor on the left, so it is suitable for me to stay here."

Mr. Ge didn't persuade him much.

"How long will the lease last?"

"Ten-year lease."

"Fifteen low-grade spiritual stones a year, a total of one hundred and fifty in ten years."

The rent is indeed not cheap, it is comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon.

Even a practitioner in the middle stage of Qi training would find it difficult to take out so many spiritual stones in one breath.

Li Qinglin took out seventy low-grade spiritual stones, paid off the debt with objects, and pawned two low-grade magic weapons, and then successfully signed the contract.

Zhuang Yanjing was not surprised that Li Qinglin had such financial resources.

After all, although he is an old friend of Yang Jian, he doesn't know much about Yang Jian's family background.

Immortal cultivators will maintain a certain distance from each other, even if they are siblings.

After leaving Taichu Dao Palace, Li Qinglin got on Zhuang Yanjing's shuttle and headed towards the rented spiritual field.

"Three Mountains is a vast territory. Traveling without a shuttle is extremely inconvenient. It seems that I should buy one. It is impossible for a dignified cultivator to fight on horseback, right?"

"It seems that I have to find an opportunity to write off the accounts and resell the magic weapon obtained from Liquan Taoist."

Li Qinglin thought.

Along the way, Zhuang Yanjing didn't say much, just sat cross-legged on the ground and worked hard to cultivate immortality.

Flying for several hours, bypassing many rolling mountains.

The spiritual energy concentration is slightly lowered.

As he approached his destination, Zhuang Yanjing slowly stood up, his mana filled with energy, spreading the aura of the late stages of Qi training unbridled.

There were several rays of light in the distance, retreating to both sides. The cultivators in the rays of light nodded slightly to show respect.

Among the three mountains of Qingshitan, those who practice in the foundation-building stage are considered to be in the middle and upper levels.

Practitioners in the later stages of Qi training are already elite and have a certain status.

Li Qinglin looked at Zhuang Yanjing's actions and felt a little warm in his heart.

Although because of his extraordinary request just now, the love between the two of them was overdrawn.

But Zhuang Yanjing was indeed devoted to his cheap nephew.

At this moment, he took the initiative to give himself a platform, declare the relationship between the two, and deter potential threats.

After a while, the shuttle stopped on a spiritual field.

The sky was dark at the moment, and a thin veil of mist was rising.

Under the moonlight, the spiritual field still exudes a faint fluorescence.

The spiritual field is not big and is in the shape of a trapezoid. The longest part is seven feet long and the shortest part is less than two feet long.

The whole area is about fifty square feet.

And beside the spiritual field, there was a simple thatched hut with only four walls and some ventilation.

When Li Qinglin saw this, his intention to entertain Zhuang Yanjing suddenly cooled down and he felt a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Yanjing glanced at the spiritual field, his eyes like swords, staring at the desolate and messy soil for a moment.

"Sure enough, there are a lot of insect eggs that have not been removed. You should settle down first. If you really can't do it, come to me."

What Zhuang Yanjing didn't say was that if Li Qinglin really came to find him, he would ask him to help remove the pests.

He will definitely resolve the matter.

But after that, the friendship between them as master-nephew ended completely.

After Zhuang Yanjing left.

Li Qinglin put the spiritual seeds and farm tools into the hut.

Then he walked back to the field, squatted down, and rummaged around in the soil.

Then he slowly picked up an oval-shaped insect egg with black and blue thin threads on its surface.

Inside, something was faintly moving.

He tried squeezing it until he used 30% of his strength before crushing it.

The shell of the insect eggs is so hard that it is comparable to low-grade spiritual stones!

No wonder it's so difficult to get rid of.

"Insect eggs..." Li Qinglin murmured.

……

Three days later.

Under the thin morning light, Li Qinglin returned from chopping firewood.

Then they saw that the drafty hut was replaced by a four-foot-square courtyard with a single house and a blue-gray stone wall.

Leave a bluestone path in the middle as the door.

There are two main rooms and a study in the small courtyard, which are decorated with flower stamens and potted plants. The fragrance of flowers spreads and moisturizes the heart and mind.

Under the study, there is a secret room hidden in the ground, which is set aside as Li Qinglin's training place.

After all, the purpose of cultivating immortals is to seek immortality, not to live a miserable life.

When conditions permit, Li Qinglin will also have some fun and improve his living environment.

"It's time to celebrate moving into a new home."

Li Qinglin put down the firewood and was about to go to Fangshi to learn about the local customs and buy some items.

Then a clear voice was heard coming from afar.

"Fellow Taoist, you are so polite. I live in a cave ten miles away. I learned that a neighbor has moved here, so I came here to visit."

He turned his head and saw two figures, one large and one small, approaching in the distance.

"I'll show you the mirror, this is Shen Dan, the scoundrel."

The bright mirror has slightly white temples and is holding a child.

These two people were exactly the pair of masters and apprentices who had been secretly taught by Biyu Yuanchan.

When I saw Li Qinglin in broad daylight, he was also fully armed and didn't even show his face.

Ming Jingjing looked wary and held Shen Dan's hand subconsciously.

He calmed down, held out a talisman and said,
  "Congratulations to Taoist fellow Taoist for moving into a new home. This is a dust-removing talisman. Hanging it in the house can make the windows clear and clear and block out odors." Li Qinglin took a deep look at the master and disciple.

The reason why he chose to rent this spiritual field was largely because of these masters.

After all, when you live in a remote place, the most important thing is whether your neighbors know your roots and are kind.

Evil neighbors, things happen every day, and there is a foul atmosphere.

Only with friendly neighbors can we have long-term peace and stability.

In this spiritual field, the only neighbor to the left and right is the Mingjing family.

Further away, you have to climb over a mountain, and there is no human habitation until more than thirty miles away.

Li Qinglin took the dust-removing talisman, thanked him, and led Master Mingjing and his apprentice into the house.

The house is clean and tidy, and there is the smell of flowers.

Ming Jingjing was still a little nervous at first, but as he talked with Li Qinglin, he felt like a close friend whom he had known for years and years, and he gradually felt relieved.

"Brother Han, a few days ago, that senior who was in the late stage of Qi training, I don't know..." Ming Jingjing asked tentatively.

"Oh, I'm here, my uncle."

When Ming Jingming heard this, he was immediately in awe.

He turned to look at the spiritual field outside the courtyard with envy in his eyes.

No matter which world you are in, if your family has a field, you will have a surplus of food.

Those who can survive droughts and floods will never die of hunger as long as they are more diligent.

However, leasing spiritual fields is not cheap, and requires planting-related skills.

Ming Jing has only rented the lowest-grade cave house so far, which is only slightly better than sleeping in the wilderness.

Unlike Li Qinglin, who lives in the spiritual field, the concentration of spiritual energy is much better than in his cave.

Ming Jingming seemed to have thought of something and turned to say,
  "Fellow Taoist Han is very generous! But fellow Taoist don't know that recently the spiritual fields in these ten miles and eight villages have been plagued by insect pests. They are a mutated aphids. Many spiritual cultivators are helpless and can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

It is indeed unwise for you to rent this spiritual land. "

Aphids?

Li Qinglin was a little confused when he heard this.

In fact, at present, he doesn't have much knowledge about spiritual plants and spiritual insects.

When interacting with people, the most taboo thing is to talk briefly and talk deeply.

After a while, he took the initiative to say goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Li Qinglin gave Shen Dan an exquisite ordinary toy as a return gift, saying that he would definitely visit him one day.

Shortly after Ming Jing and the two left.

Li Qinglin closed the window and locked the door, and headed towards Fangshi.

Not knowing the details of this silk-tailed aphid, Li Qinglin did not dare to plant three-tasseled plantain rashly.

Go to the market to see if there is any method to eliminate pests.

"By the way, should I also buy a puppet? It's not that I'm lonely for a long night, but I want to run errands and do some errands for myself..."

On the way, Li Qinglin thought seriously.

……

Entrance to Qingxulingfang City.

Li Qinglin came in disguise and disappeared before he even got close to the queue.

At the entrance, there was a trance-like, crying female cultivator in palace attire, pulling the monk guarding her cell, as if she was begging for something.

A psychedelic and captivating fragrance of vegetation came from the body of the female cultivator in palace attire.

Li Qinglin frowned slightly and subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at the slightly rough hands of the female cultivator in palace attire.

"It's useless to beg me. You need to pay five spirit stones as a deposit to enter the workshop, which will be returned to you afterwards. If you don't have enough, ask someone to borrow it."

"No one is willing to lend to me! They are all heartless white-eyed wolves. Senior brother, please take pity on me. The spiritual plants in the field are infested by insects. I will return them when I go to Fangshi to find someone to solve the insect infestation!"

Li Qinglin listened for a while and immediately understood what happened.

This woman in palace attire was addicted to sword gambling before.

In the Tanzhe Ridge area, there is a place called Wangwuping, where hundreds of towering solitary peaks reach into the sky, forming a rugged cloud track.

Many sword cultivators will "fly swords" in Wangwuping. At the same time, they will open the market and hold a sword gambling game to bet on whose flying sword is faster and who can reach the finish line first!
  This palace-dressed woman lost all her family property because of this, and her Taoist companions also abandoned her, and even sold her daughter, who had spiritual root qualifications, as a medicine slave.

As a last resort, she 'borrowed' money to rent a few acres of spiritual land and plant phantom smoke vines, hoping to recoup her investment.

Magic Smoke Vine has a short growth cycle, quick results, and high returns.

It is the main material for refining the Kongkong Shenxian Pill. After taking this pill, the practitioner will be in a state of ecstasy, his head will be empty, and he will forget all his worries.

Many immortal cultivators who have no hope of breakthrough and are determined to enjoy themselves cannot do without it.

The cultivator guarding the square was annoyed when he heard this, and directly called for someone to throw the female cultivator in palace attire away.

"Good guy, I've got all the porn and drugs..."

Li Qinglin didn't want to take any more care and queued up to enter the workshop.

There was no registration information, so I only paid five spirit stones as a deposit and received a one-time voucher.

I heard that at the very beginning, a foundation-building overhaul proposed that real-name registration be required when entering or exiting the city.

As a result, the foundation-building overhaul was seriously injured by a mysterious person that night, and he did not recover for several years.

After that, no one mentioned the real-name system again.

"The maximum stay is three days. You are not allowed to practice and absorb spiritual energy, you are not allowed to fight, and you are not allowed to buy or sell by force."

The monk guarding the square glanced at Li Qinglin and was not surprised by his dress.

There are everyone in the world of cultivators. He has seen a cultivator before who wears a giant puppet. His true body is hidden in the puppet's toes. If anything happens, he will cut off the toes and run away.

Li Qinglin entered Fangshi. Fangshi occupies an extremely wide area with a radius of dozens of miles and has no street layout.

Shops and stalls are arranged like chess pieces on a chessboard, scattered and spaced apart from each other.

There is no need to guide the way, as various signboards and road signs have detailed explanations.

Li Qinglin noticed that among the monks coming and going, most of them were in the middle stage of Qi training. Occasionally, there were one or two practitioners in the late stage of Qi training, who also came and went like the wind.

Li Qinglin's strength at the second level of qi training was at the bottom.

Various shops emerge in endlessly along the way.

But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly a nine-story tower in the distance, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The overall mortise and tenon structure is antique. Outside each floor, there are wind chimes in the shape of an alchemy furnace. When the breeze blows, they make a sound like a rotating prayer tube.

(End of this chapter)