In The Immortal Cultivation World, Hard Work Can Make Up For Your Shortcomings

"Nephew, nephew Mu Jiu!"

The two of them had not gone far when a voice came from behind. Mu Jiu stopped and saw an old man with gray hair hurriedly chasing after him.

This old man was wearing a heather gray dress, his hair was disheveled, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life. If placed in the secular world, no one would believe that this was once a world-famous Innate master!

This old man was once named Nie Canghai, but now he is called Nie Tan. He is from Mu Jiuxiao's father's generation. He came to Luoxia Mountain with his father back then. Now that Mu Yunfeng has passed away, he has also given up Immortal Dao and is alive. Parenting.

But he is luckier than Mu Yunfeng, at least he is still alive.

"Uncle Nie, what can you do?" Mu Jiuxiao stopped.

"Ahem, isn't it that the golden rice at home is ripe and I'm asking for your help?"

Nie Tanxu said with a face, her big hands like eagle talons, now like a little daughter, were placed in front of her and clasped together uneasily.

"Nie Tan, I'm so sorry that you're late. I've already invited Brother Ninth back!"

Li Xinyue on the side took half a step forward, fearing that the old man would snatch Mu Jiuxiao away.

"This..." Nie Tan was immediately disappointed, and Mu Jiuxiao said: "Uncle Nie, let's do this. After I finish harvesting the land for Xinyue's family, I will help your family harvest spiritual rice tomorrow. How about that?"

"But my family has an acre of land, and today is the final harvest period. Can you help me first?" Nie Tan asked anxiously.

"Today is also the last harvest period for my land. I'm sorry!" Li Xinyue straightened her chest and showed an attitude of not giving in.

"Uncle Nie, I will help you tomorrow. Anyway, your family has a lot of land. If you harvest the other few acres of land, it will be enough to pay the rent." Mu Jiuxiao comforted her warmly.

"That's all I can do. Thank you very much."

Nie Tan cupped his hands towards Mu Jiuxiao, turned around and left, with a few strands of white hair flying in the wind, looking extremely lonely.

Facing his back, Li Xinyue let out a disdainful sigh, then turned to look at Mu Jiuxiao, "Brother Jiu, why do you care about this kind of person? When your father passed away and your mother came down the mountain, you needed help the most. He didn’t help you when you were there!”

"It's better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. After all, he is from my father's generation." Mu Jiuxiao said.

"Brother Ninth, you are so kind!"

Li Xinyue shook her head. She and her brother had climbed up from the secular world and had seen too much blood in the world. She didn't agree with Mu Jiuxiao's approach. If it were her, it would be fine if she didn't add insult to injury and help, bah!

Mu Jiuxiao just smiled. Now that he couldn't kill Nie Tan, why should he become enemies with him?

"Xiaojiu is here!"

In front of the spiritual field, Li Shuo had already been waiting there with a group of Innate masters. These people had extraordinary aura and were all outstanding.

On the contrary, Li Shuo was the leader, wearing coarse linen clothes and holding a sickle in his hand. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged farmer.

When they saw Mu Jiuxiao coming over, they glanced at him and saw that he had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body and he was not an Innate master. Their expressions suddenly changed.

Some are envious, some are jealous, and some are disdainful.

"Brother Shuo."

Mu Jiuxiao ignored these glances, nodded to Li Shuo, and walked over.

"At a young age, you are also a tenant farmer in Luoxia Mountain?"

Seeing him coming, some people couldn't help but make a sound.

Mu Jiuxiao didn't reply, and Li Xinyue said: "Huh, don't look down on Brother Jiu. Although he is not an Innate expert, when it comes to harvesting golden rice, you can't catch up with him!"

These Innate masters were immediately dissatisfied when they heard her words, but Li Xinyue herself was an Innate master, and her brother had entered Taoism through martial arts and was now at the second level of Qi training. Common masters like them did not dare to offend her easily.

"He has just been harvesting spiritual rice in Luoxia Mountain for ten years. Practice makes perfect."

Some people were dissatisfied and said: "If we can settle down in Luoxia Mountain, I believe that we will never be worse than him!"

"Yes, you are all talents, but who said I have a good father? I was born as a tenant farmer in Luoxia Mountain." Mu Jiuxiao did not argue with them, but just replied lightly.

His words immediately made the mortal masters so angry that they became filled with murderous intent, but Mu Jiuxiao didn't care. In front of so many people, these mortal masters did not dare to touch him.

"Dang~"

As a long bell rang, today's golden rice harvest time had come again. Mu Jiuxiao rushed into the spiritual field first, picked up the cold iron sickle and started cutting the rice.

The rice, which was like gold and iron, was very obedient in his hand. When he raised the knife and dropped it, the rice in the bamboo basket beside him gradually filled up. After a while, the basket was full.

Those mortal masters did not have Law Weapons and relied only on their own internal strength. They were so tired that they were sweating profusely and sat on the ground to rest. However, Mu Jiuxiao did not pause and continued to cut the rice.

Diligence can make up for weakness. Every time he lifts the knife and drops it, it is an experience for him. Naturally, he cannot waste it. When he is tired, the energy brought by the bowl of spiritual rice porridge he eats in the morning travels through his meridians. in, giving him strength.

Li Shuo also saw this scene and nodded secretly in his heart. Mu Jiu was diligent, tenacious, and most importantly, of good character.

Yesterday, my stupid sister had already negotiated a price with him. In fact, even if he was lazy today, he could still get the same reward, but he didn't do that. Instead, he worked harder than all of them.

"Dang~"

The bell rang again, and today's harvest time was over. Li Shuo looked at the golden rice in front of him, and finally felt relieved.

He entered Taoism through martial arts and was already at the second level of Qi training. According to the rules, he could farm four acres of land by himself. In addition, his sister could farm two acres, and their family had a total of six acres of land.

Originally, he thought that borrowing the cold iron sickle would be enough to harvest all the spiritual rice. Unexpectedly, these martial arts masters were even worse today than yesterday. Fortunately, his sister invited Mu Jiuxiao over, otherwise, he might not be able to finish harvesting on time today. All the spiritual rice is gone.

"You used to look down on my Ninth Brother, but now you know how powerful he is. He alone is as good as the three of you!"

Li Xinyue looked at these Innate masters invited by the common people and said with dissatisfaction. These Innate masters also saw Mu Jiuxiao's strength, and all of them bowed their heads in silence, and no longer dared to underestimate him.

"Xinyue, stop talking!"

Li Shuo stopped Li Xinyue and bowed his hands to the Innate masters in front of him, "Thank you all for coming to help. This is the reward I promised you before."

Innate masters like them worked hard for three days, and each of them only got half a liter of spiritual rice.

And Mu Jiuxiao relied on the cold iron sickle to get one and a half liters of spiritual rice in one day.

These Innate masters took half a liter of spiritual rice and left reluctantly. Except at this time of year, it is difficult for them to get spiritual objects again, unless they go to the deep mountains, but going to those places can be fatal!

Li Shuo also scooped up two liters of spiritual rice and handed it to Mu Jiuxiao, "This is your reward."

Mu Jiuxiao weighed the bag and said, "Thank you, Brother Shuo. It seems that I performed well today."

"This year's harvest is also good."

Li Shuo glanced at the golden spiritual rice in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He was never good at being a teacher, so he couldn't help but patted Mu Jiuxiao on the shoulder this time, "Xiao Jiu, you are really good, diligent and tenacious. If you had switched to martial arts, I’m afraid you would have already entered the Tao through martial arts!”

"Thank you, Brother Shuo, for the tip."

Mu Jiuxiao said this, but obviously, he had no intention of changing it.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Li Shuo sighed and said nothing more.

Everyone has his own destiny, and the path he takes may not be the right one.