Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

"If it were any other deacon in the early stage of foundation building, even if they didn't flee, they would be in a panic!"

Wei Hong was thinking secretly in his heart.

This is not arrogance, but he has a clear understanding of his own strength.

Especially after the battle with the three pangolins just now, he realized the level of his own strength.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Hehe, the monster materials delivered to my door, this can be considered a small profit!"

Three pangolins in the early stage of foundation building. Even if the monster meat is not counted, the scales, sharp teeth, claws and monster skins on the pangolins alone are enough to be worth a considerable amount of spirit stones.

Otherwise, why would so many monks choose to join the hunting team?

This is because monster materials are extremely valuable. As long as you successfully hunt a second-level monster, the materials sold will not be too small even if many people share the profits. Moreover, the safety is much higher.

At this time, Wei Hong remembered that he had encountered a seriously injured golden-winged eagle before arriving at Cangshan Fairy City. That golden-winged eagle was also a second-grade, inferior-grade monster. So, by this calculation, he now had the corpses of four second-grade, inferior-grade monsters in his hands.

"Hehe, four corpses of second-level low-grade monsters should be worth a lot of spirit stones, especially the golden-winged eagle. The materials used are much more expensive than the pangolin!"

When Wei Hong thought of this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

He continued to patrol in the air to avoid the chaos just now from happening again.

After more than two hours, the 8,000 acres of spiritual fields in the valley were officially harvested.

At this moment, Wei Hong sensed a subtle fluctuation coming from the formation.

He immediately came to the entrance of the valley, took out the restriction token, clasped his hands together, and sent a stream of spiritual power towards the formation.

The formation in front of Wei Hong immediately became transparent. He looked outside and saw a tall middle-aged cultivator with ordinary looks outside the formation. He also had an identity token of a third-rank deacon tied around his waist.

The fluctuation of spiritual power just now was caused by this person knocking on the formation.

After seeing the identity token tied around the man's waist, he immediately manipulated the formation to open a portal.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk outside immediately flew in, and then the door behind him disappeared.

"Haha, you are Fellow Daoist Wei Hong? I am Zhu Ming, the deacon in charge of purchasing the spiritual rice this time!"

When the middle-aged man came in and saw Wei Hong, he immediately greeted him politely.

A deacon had also come to purchase Lingmi before, but it was not this person.

Wei Hong also smiled and clasped his hands, saying, "Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhu. I am honored to meet you. Fellow Daoist Zhu has come from afar, please come in!"

Wei Hong is in charge of this place, and he will inevitably have to deal frequently with these deacons who come to purchase the spiritual rice.

Therefore, he naturally has to maintain good relationships with these people, at least not offend others!

"Haha, Brother Wei, you are too polite. I came here mainly to purchase spiritual rice. Let's get down to business first!" Zhu Ming stated his request with a smile.

Wei Hong had no objection. He smiled and nodded, saying, "That's fine. Please come in, Brother Zhu!"

"please!"

After that, Zhu Ming, under the guidance of Wei Hong, quickly arrived at the square in front of the base.

At this time, the spirit plant husbands had not only harvested all the spirit rice, but had also packed them in special bags and placed them on the square, divided into more than a hundred piles. Each spirit plant husband stood next to a pile of spirit rice.

After Wei Hong brought Zhu Ming to the square, he immediately introduced him loudly: "Fellow Daoists, this is Zhu Ming, the Daoist who is in charge of purchasing spiritual rice. Why don't you greet him quickly!"

"I've met the deacon!"

More than a hundred spiritual plant husbands bowed and greeted them.

At this time, these spiritual plant husbands all had happy smiles on their faces.

Obviously, the harvest of the spiritual rice also represents their gain, and it is the result of half a year’s hard work, and they can get rewards immediately. How can they not be happy?

Zhu Ming nodded calmly and said, "Well, it looks like the harvest has been completed. In that case, let's start weighing. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Wei?"

Having said that, Zhu Ming turned around and asked Wei Hong for his opinion with a smile.

After all, Wei Hong was the one in charge of this place, and he dared not ignore Wei Hong's ideas.

Wei Hong naturally didn't say much, he just extended his hand and said: "No problem, Brother Zhu, please!"

Zhu Ming smiled politely, then took out an object with a very strange structure from his storage bag.

This object seemed to be made entirely of brass and looked dark copper in color. It had a base plate that was ten feet long and five feet wide. At one end of the base plate stood a round tube as thick as an arm. The round tube was integrated with the base plate, and there seemed to be some red unknown liquid in the tube.

On the surface of the round tube, there are very neat and precise scales engraved from bottom to top. There are different numbers next to each scale, and these numbers gradually increase in size from bottom to top.

Next to the connection between the round tube and the bottom plate, there is a small groove with some simple runes carved around it, extending towards the round tube and the bottom plate.

This is a special scale!

This was the second time Wei Hong had seen such a scale, so he was naturally not surprised.

Zhu Ming placed the copper scale on the open space in the center of the square, then stood beside it and asked, "Who will go first?"

"Let me go first, Master Butler!"

A middle-aged spiritual plant husband who looked a bit old was the first to speak.

Seeing this, the other spiritual plant husbands did not fight for it, after all, the order was actually the same.

Zhu Ming had no objection, he nodded and said: "Okay, bring the spiritual rice up!"

After saying that, he took out a spirit stone and put it into the groove on the bottom of the copper scale.

The middle-aged spiritual plant husband responded and immediately began to carry the bags of spiritual rice.

He placed the bags of spiritual rice neatly on the copper scale, and soon there were twenty or thirty bags of spiritual rice.

At this moment, Zhu Ming used his spiritual power to hit the copper scale. A ray of light immediately flashed on the surface of the copper scale. Then the red liquid under the round tube began to rise slowly and finally stopped at a scale above the center.

Seeing this scale, a hint of joy flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

Zhu Ming directly shouted out the number in front of everyone: "First-grade high-quality spiritual rice, six thousand five hundred kilograms."

This number is exactly the total harvest from one farming operation of this middle-aged spiritual plant farmer.

The entire spiritual plant garden has a total of 8,000 acres of spiritual fields, and there are 183 spiritual plant farmers. On average, each spiritual plant farmer is responsible for cultivating about 43 acres of spiritual fields.

The yield of this first-grade high-quality spiritual rice is about 150 kilograms per mu. Now the harvest of this middle-aged spiritual farmer is 6,500 kilograms, proving that his work in the past six months has not been in vain and the harvest is above average.