He picked up the planer beside him and started digging...

He had not learned earth magic, so he could only add spiritual power to his arms to increase his strength.

Fortunately, great power can make miracles happen.

The soil, which seemed thick at first, collapsed like a piece of tofu under this great power.

He started to run along the rat hole.

He tried to catch up with the other mole rats before they could react and kill them all.

In this way, he would have the resources for cultivation.

As long as he could successfully break through to the fifth level of Qi training, no one could shake his leading position among his peers.

Who knows, he could also successfully learn alchemy from the old man.

This is equivalent to mastering the means of production, isn't it wonderful!

...

After digging for about half an hour, Chen Jing'an could clearly feel that the soil around him became dense, as if it had been squeezed.

He was not sure where he had dug.

But it was enough to show that the rat hole was not far from here.

He raised his other hand and grabbed the "fire bomb talisman" that was almost scrapped at the beginning, intending to use its residual heat later.

Finally, as the earth pit went down and suddenly collapsed.

Chen Jing'an fell down and soon sat on a pile of spiritual rice.

It was visible to the naked eye that at least five or six mole rats of different sizes were fleeing.

Chen Jing'an saw the spiritual rice around him and knew that he couldn't burn it here, so he turned over and threw the spiritual talisman in his hand directly in the direction where the rats were calling the most.

Bang——

A few minutes later.

Chen Jing'an looked at the two mole rats that had been roasted dry, took out the cloth bag he carried with him again, and began to pack up handfuls of spiritual rice.

He estimated that the spiritual rice here was at least 100 kilograms, and if he was lucky, it could exceed 200 kilograms.

With the efficiency of mole rats, this is at least the result of several years of accumulation.

They will be confiscated today.

The spiritual rice here alone is worth more than one spiritual stone, so this trip is worth it.

When all the spiritual rice on the surface was collected, his attention was quickly attracted by a small bunch of spiritual fruits buried underneath.

"Is this... purple essence fruit?"

Chen Jing'an carefully used his spiritual power to capture it, sniffed the smell, wiped it with his hand, picked one and put it in his mouth.

Snap!

The juice melted between the teeth, raising a burst of sweet grape fragrance.

The spiritual energy that originally wandered between the meridians was also growing at a significant speed.

It is no exaggeration to say.

This small purple essence fruit saved him at least two months of hard training.

It looks like there are still more than a dozen here.

If he really eats all of them and then cooks the meat of the sand rat, it will be enough for him to break through to the fifth level of Qi training.

As for the two sand rats that were roasted dry.

Chen Jing'an plans to exchange them for spiritual stones, but it depends on whether the second uncle will accept them.

If he doesn't want it, he can only ask his peers from the other three immortal families to see who is willing to buy it.

Qinghe County does not have the qualifications to establish a market.

The closest place to them is Yunwu Market in Yunwu County, which is backed by the foundation-building immortal family "Zheng Family" in Yunwu County.

Loose cultivators from all directions gathered here, and there were also various talented people stationed there.

As the owner of the market, the Zheng family could earn a lot of spiritual stones every year just by renting out the shop.

The problem is that there are all kinds of loose cultivators.

There are robbery cultivators who specialize in killing people in the market, and there are demon cultivators who suck the marrow out of people's bones outside the market.

If there is no elder's blessing, Chen Jing'an would not have the courage to go there by himself.

...

When he returned along the original route of the rat hole, it was already dark.

Chen Jing'an locked the spiritual rice first, and then pressed the purple essence fruit underneath.

He plucked the hair off the mole rat and stewed it directly, adding a little old Huangjing to it, making a bowl of tonic mole soup.

After eating it all, he took the remaining two mole rats back home.

When he met his second uncle, he handed over the two roasted mole rats and finally exchanged them for a spiritual stone.

In terms of the total amount of spiritual power converted, the two mole rats added up to slightly more than a spiritual stone.

But spiritual stones can be used for trading.

This is incomparable to mole rat meat.

Chen Jingan plans to learn a more aggressive spell after he reaches the fifth level of Qi training.

In this way, no matter whether he encounters an enemy or a monster in the future, he will not have to passively take a beating.

...

In the next month.

He swallowed the "purple essence fruit" in his hand at a rate of one every three days, in order to maximize the effect of this spiritual fruit.

This steady approach can also harmonize spiritual power.

Advance from the fourth level of Qi training to the fifth level of Qi training.

There is no bottleneck in the middle. If he polishes it step by step like this, he can complete the breakthrough naturally when the time comes.

He doesn't even need to spend extra energy to consolidate his realm.

"Eat another ten or so"It's almost done."

Chen Jing'an calculated that the remaining purple essence fruit was just enough to support him until he broke through.

Besides, today was a special day.

This time, three mares' monsters were about to be born.

Chen Jing'an now believed in the luck bonus of [Lucky Man].

Otherwise, he had been mediocre for so long, there was no reason for him to suddenly run into a mole rat that had not been seen for decades.

Then he found a good treasure like the purple essence fruit along the rat hole.

He was not greedy today, but hoped that one of the three monsters could survive, and he would Even if it's not in vain!

Soon, he stood in front of the stable, staring at the three mares on the field.

The one on the left neighed first, and wisps of flames gradually rose from the surface of its body, as if it was burning in a raging fire.

More than twenty breaths passed.

The mare fell down with a plop, announcing the death of the demon species.

When it came to the middle one, the process was obviously much smoother. It lasted for more than forty breaths, and then the flames dissipated by themselves, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Chen Jing'an's eyes lit up: "It's done!"

A second-generation demon!

This is equivalent to two spiritual stones in the account. Minus the one that needs to be repaid, the harvest is not small.

The remaining demon horse also died completely after supporting for thirty breaths.

31%.

If the previous four are counted, it is 71%.

This survival rate is already quite good.

He immediately called his second uncle to observe, and the latter also looked relieved.

"Not bad, not bad. This is the first demon horse of the family, which is of great significance. I will pay you the spirit stone this time, and keep it at home temporarily, and use it for breeding later. "

Chen Erbo took out a spirit stone and handed it over.

Chen Jingan took it calmly, and then looked at Chen Erbo's waist bag with envy.

"Second uncle, this Qiankun bag is really good."

Chen Erbo raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and said happily: "There is another vacant one in the clan, and I got two spirit stones in the market. If you want, I can give you one for free."

So, Chen Jingan returned the spirit stone he had just earned.

But personally, he felt that the expense was still worth it.

At least he didn't have to carry spirit rice anymore.

At this time, Chen Erbo suddenly seemed to think of something and said: "By the way, your second cousin has also broken through the middle stage of Qi training, and he also drew a spirit talisman of the grade on the spot. "

"Grandpa Huang is very happy and plans to have a banquet with your grandfather. Only the family can celebrate. Don't forget to go."

When Chen Jing'an heard that he could have a banquet, he certainly would not refuse.

His second cousin had been stuck in a small bottleneck for many years, which was a blessing in disguise. He really touched the threshold of the talisman master.

See what Grandpa Huang meant.

This is really intended to teach him all his skills.

This is a blessing for the family!

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