Longevity: Start by refreshing your entries through farming

Qin Ming stared at the three entries.

The golden font was looming.

After confirming it again and again, he was excited and ecstatic!

Golden finger!

This is definitely his own golden finger!

Qin Ming originally thought that if nothing unexpected happened, his immortal journey would stop here.

Unexpectedly, he rekindled his hope again!

Qin Ming suppressed his excitement.

Without taking time to wash up, he carefully approached the three spiritual rice plants and looked at all the plants in the yard.

He found that only these three plants could display entries.

"Can we harvest them directly?"

Qin Ming stretched out his hand and cut off the three spiritual rice plants from the roots.

When he put away the spiritual rice, he saw a green light and two white lights flashing from the spiritual rice, and then turned into three leaves and quietly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The green leaves are the entries with "ripening".

The white leaves are two entries with "weak mana" and "intermediate spiritual rain technique five times".

As long as he has a thought, he can use it immediately.

Qin Ming went back to the room and closed the door.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he focused his mind on one of the white leaves, and the entry of "weak mana" disappeared immediately.

In an instant.

A surge of mana suddenly surged out of Qin Ming's Dantian, and he was so scared that he quickly guided the mana to transform into Changchun mana according to the family's "Changchun Gong" mana running route.

"It's just weak mana, but I didn't expect the mana contained in it to be so abundant!"

For a long time.

Feeling the changes in the Dantian, Qin Ming's face showed the joy of harvest.

"The mana in the Dantian has grown a bit, which is equivalent to my three months of hard training."

He was stuck in the bottleneck of the second level of Qi training for a long time, and now there was a faint sign of loosening.

If there are a few more such entries, the third level of Qi training will not be far away!

What was even more unexpected was that this entry could actually be directly stored in his sea of ​​consciousness and used at any time, which was really convenient.

‘I have to prepare more ‘weak mana’ entries like the one just now, maybe they can save my life at a critical moment! ’

Qin Ming secretly made up his mind.

He tasted the sweetness for the first time, and was very excited. He couldn’t wait to try the effects of the other two entries.

But he was soon suppressed again.

“Don’t be arrogant! Stay calm! You must stay calm!”

“You still have to follow your usual routine. Now that your strength is low, you can’t let others see any abnormalities. It’s better to develop steadily.”

After thinking about it, Qin Ming got up and went to the kitchen to light a fire to cook. He used the spiritual rice that was newly harvested yesterday.

Then he fried a few exquisite side dishes.

In the past, after Qin Ming paid taxes, he would take the remaining spiritual rice to the market to sell, save money, and exchange for some daily practice resources.

He couldn’t bear to eat spiritual rice for a few meals a month.

This spiritual rice also contains spiritual energy. Although it is not as abundant as the entry, it is still considered as a relatively precious cultivation resource in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

After dinner.

Qin Ming took the spiritual hoe and went to his spiritual field at the same time as usual.

He walked around and found one thing.

That is, he observed all the spiritual fields and plants nearby.

Except for his half-acre spiritual rice that has not yet matured, there is a spiritual rice with the entry of "weak mana".

There are no entries on other plants!

In other words, only the spiritual plants he planted by himself will have entries.

And there is a certain probability for the entry to appear, and the probability is still very low.

After all, there must be at least tens of thousands of spiritual rice plants in the half-acre spiritual field, but there is only one entry, which can be said to be pitifully small.

In Qin Ming's flower bed, three plants with entries were suddenly swiped out. It can be said that the ancestors' graves are smoking and he hit the jackpot.

Fortunately, he believed that as long as he kept planting, he would eventually be able to get entries.

Qin Ming's spiritual field was at the back of the hillside. Apart from himself, few people came, and there was a dense bamboo forest to block it.

On weekdays, Du Haifu, the supervisor of the spiritual field, rarely came here to inspect unless there was something serious, except for when collecting taxes.

Yesterday, the spiritual farmers had harvested the spiritual rice, and no one came to the field now.

Qin Ming stared at the only spiritual rice with an entry in the spiritual field, staring wide-eyed and observing carefully for most of the day.

He could not tell what was so different about it from the surrounding spiritual rice.

It was really incredible to him...

Qin Ming saw that there was no one around, so he didn't think much and decided to use the other two entries.

Du Haifu's words yesterday gave him a strong sense of urgency.

He must not go to the front-line camp to die in vain.

With his current combat power, he was definitely a scumbag among the cannon fodder.

"Let's try to ripen this half acre of spiritual rice first and see what the effect is."

Qin Ming took a deep breath, and with a thought, he used the 'ripening' and one 'intermediate spiritual rain technique'.

The 'ripening' green leaves in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and the 'intermediate spiritual rain technique' became the remaining four times.

Qin Ming pinched a spell in his hand and pointed at the sky above the half acre of spiritual rice!

A group of gray spiritual clouds quickly gathered above it, and soon completely covered the half acre of spiritual field.

Shhh!

The spiritual rain continued to fall with the ripening effect.

"This intermediate spiritual rain technique is really different from the low-level spiritual rain technique."

"The rainfall range and spiritual energy conversion effect have been greatly improved. The most important thing is that it can initially mobilize the spiritual vein energy, which is incomparable."

Qin Ming carefully experienced the feeling when casting the spell, cherishing such a rare opportunity.

Immersed in his mind, he felt the operation of the mana of the intermediate Spirit Rain Art.

For a long time.

Qin Ming had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. It turned out that the only difference was the control of the fire of his own mana and the efficient use of spiritual energy when casting the spell.

When casting the spell, the mana operation was completely free of that kind of sluggish feeling.

Cai Laojiu also practiced for several years before he upgraded the Spirit Rain Art to the intermediate level.

This spiritual rain lasted for a whole stick of incense before it stopped.

Of course.

Qin Ming's mana also reached the bottom...

Or the cultivation is too low.

His face was pale, his legs were weak, and his hands were powerless. He sat on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

A whole stick of incense!

In the past, that was something he dared not even think about, not to mention the intermediate Spirit Rain Art.

"Hehe! I can also maintain this long!"

"It's no longer the three-second drip irrigation!"

At this moment, Qin Ming's confidence seemed to return to him.

He took a break and stood up to observe the effect of rainfall.

Only half a day had passed.

The half-acre of spiritual rice began to grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just like the crazy plants in his dream.

This growth rate continued to grow more than twice as high as before before it began to slow down.

It was almost time to produce spiritual rice ears.

"Hiss~This speed...a bit..."

The ripening effect plus the intermediate spiritual rain technique also shocked Qin Ming to take a breath.

"This is still the term with the ripening effect, all spread to this half-acre of land."

"If all are used on one spiritual rice, then it can be harvested immediately?"

"It seems that the green quality terms must be extremely rare, and I have to save them next time."

While Qin Ming was sighing at his luck, the term of the spiritual rice also changed.

[Name]: Golden Spiritual Rice [Term]: Weak Mana (70% maturity)

If it continues at this rate, he estimates that he will be able to harvest the spiritual rice tomorrow morning.

As expected.

The next morning, when Qin Ming returned to the spiritual field, the small half-acre of spiritual rice was already fully mature.

Not only that, the output of spiritual rice in half an acre has increased by about 20% compared to before.

And the quality of the spiritual rice is better, each grain is full, crystal clear, and exudes an attractive spiritual fragrance.

It is worthy of being an intermediate spiritual rain technique, which can directly extract spiritual energy from the spiritual veins and turn it into rain, providing sufficient fertility for spiritual plants.

What makes him most happy is that the spiritual rice with the term "weak mana" has been transformed into a part of his cultivation.

Qin Ming was happy and began to look forward to the future.

…

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

During this period,

After Qin Ming finished taking care of his original three acres of spiritual fields, he went to Du Haifu for supervision and rented another two acres of spiritual fields next to him.

After turning the soil, he planted spiritual rice seedlings.

The intermediate spiritual rain formula was used three times, and there was only one left.

Qin Ming gradually got some experience in the casting tricks of the intermediate spiritual rain formula.

I believe that as long as he practices diligently in the future, it won’t take long before he can cast the intermediate spiritual rain formula even without the formula.

This is the difference between personal experience and blind practice.

When Du Haifu saw him coming to rent a spiritual field, he also praised him for finally getting it, and pretended to encourage him.

He wished he could rent out a few more plots of land so that he could make more money.

But he didn’t know that Qin Ming worked so hard to farm the land, in fact, to brush the formula...

He worked hard for more than half a month.

He had almost finished the five acres of spiritual fields.

Just waiting for the next harvest, the rest is daily care and management.

Qin Ming finally had some free time.

During these two days, he planned to sell some of the spiritual rice in his hand and buy some cultivation items.

There were two things he had to buy urgently.

First, a storage bag. It was really inconvenient for him to carry a lot of bags every time he went out.

Secondly, buy a soundproofing array...

Qin Ming changed his clothes, carried the spiritual rice and went out.

"Wow! Fellow Daoist Qin, are you going to the market to sell spiritual rice? It looks like the harvest is good!"

"It's rare, Fellow Daoist Qin."

As Qin Ming stepped out of the door, many neighbors greeted him.

Passing through the intricate alleys, he came to the main road.

At this time, two cultivators came towards him, one man and one woman.

"Fellow Daoist Long."

"Fellow Daoist Qin."

Qin Ming hurriedly put down the bag and bowed to the other party respectfully.

The cultivator surnamed Long in front of him was the only late-stage Qi training cultivator in their shantytown, and he had already broken through to the eighth level of Qi training a few years ago.

The female cultivator next to him was Qin Ming's neighbor Li Yanli. Seeing how close the two were, she must have been clinging to each other's thighs.

The security around the shantytown was not very peaceful. Thanks to the deterrence of Fellow Daoist Long in recent years, some of the surrounding villains did not dare to cause trouble.

The large-scale land reclamation of Lingyu Sect attracted a large number of low-level cultivators to pour in here, and there were also many robbery cultivators who were eyeing this place.

Although there were law enforcement teams from Lingyu Sect patrolling outside, murders and treasures still happened from time to time.

After Fellow Daoist Long hummed, he took Li Yanli away.

In the eyes of the two, Qin Ming was just a low-level spiritual farmer who was not worth mentioning and was not worth mentioning at all.

I was able to reply just for the sake of being a neighbor.

Qin Ming didn't take it seriously either.

It is normal for a great monk in the late stage of Qi training to have a somewhat arrogant attitude.

Qin Ming looked at the direction the two of them were walking back. It seemed that there was going to be another 'fierce battle' tonight.

He sighed secretly in his heart, and immediately changed the purchase of the soundproof array to his primary goal.

Not long after, the huge archway of "Qingyangfang City" came into view.

The market was crowded with people, and the cries of various vendors and lackeys came and went.

Follow the main road.

Qin Ming went straight to the central area of ​​Fang City and came to the back door of a shop.

After knocking on the door a few times, someone came out and opened the door.

When the visitor saw it was Qin Ming, he asked him to wait and went in to call the shopkeeper.

A small moment.

Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a red brocade robe with white background and gold threads walking out.

The shopkeeper's cultivation level is at the sixth level of the Qi training stage. When he saw a low-level monk like Qin Ming, he did not hesitate and greeted him warmly with a professional smile.

"Are you here to sell spiritual rice? Come on, let's talk inside."

Entered the backyard.

Qin Ming put the spirit rice down and returned the favor by saying, "That's it, it weighs almost a hundred kilograms."

The shopkeeper nodded and ordered his men to check and weigh the rice.

"A total of one hundred and eight kilograms of golden spirit rice."

"I can buy it at the market price of five kilograms per piece of low-grade spiritual stone. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

"make a deal."

Qin nodded happily. He used to come here occasionally to sell spiritual rice.

This channel was secretly introduced by Cai Laojiu.

Of course, stalls can also be set up in the market, and more spiritual stones can be sold than here, but it is quite troublesome to pay stall fees.

It's not as safe and stable as here.

"If fellow Taoist still has spiritual rice in the future, you can bring it to me to sell it, no matter how much it is."

The shopkeeper took out twenty-one spiritual stones and several broken spiritual crystals and paid them to Qin Ming.

"By the way, do you have soundproofing arrays for sale in your pavilion?" Qin Ming asked without leaving immediately.

"Of course there is." The shopkeeper smiled slightly, patted the storage bag, and took out a set of simple formations.

"Low-level soundproofing array, priced at ten low-grade spiritual stones."

Qin Ming shook the spirit stone that was still warm, gritted his teeth and said, "Can it be cheaper? I'll buy another storage bag."

"Okay, there are ten spiritual stones for the soundproofing array and twelve spiritual stones for the storage bag. You can save one less and receive twenty-one spiritual stones."

Transaction completed.

Leave the store.

"You really spend it wherever you make money, and you don't even think about taking a penny home." Qin Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Then he went to a nearby store, bought some books about spiritual plants and daily necessities, and hurried back home.

This trip was very expensive, but Qin Ming believed that he would be able to earn more spiritual stones soon.

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