Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 208 Lingmi
The back mountain of Baihutang.

I learned from the Baihutang spies before that the space vortex took over the entire Baihutang.

To be precise, it swallowed up all the residences of Baihutang.

Naturally, this also includes the family members of the bandit cultivators in the White Tiger Hall.

Most of them are young women, there are monks and mortals, but their cultivation is slightly lower.

There are also some servants who work, except for being physically stronger, they have no cultivation.

When Fang Chang led people to attack, all these family members hurriedly hid in the back mountain, but under the guidance of the bandit cultivator leading the way, none of them could escape.

For these people, Fang Chang, based on the principle that every meal is hard-won, when he was about to go back, he found a stronghold of the human race and left them behind.

Because their cultivation base is too low, they don't even have the qualifications to be tool people. They can only become a number and make a contribution to his white whoring.

"Is this the Lingmi from Baihutang?"

Under the guidance of Duan Yiping, Fang Chang soon saw about half an acre of lingering field, where plants of lingering rice were being sorted out.

Lingmi is about as tall as a person, with thick branches, so there is nothing wrong with calling it a tree.

The hanging ears are very full, and the Lingmi rice is wrapped under the golden yellow chaff. The grains are distinct, and a little too swollen, and the chaff is squeezed out, revealing the snow-white jade color inside.

"My lord, this is Lingnong who is in charge of taking care of the Lingtian."

Duan Yiping led an old farmer with thick hands and feet, dark skin, and weather marks on his face.

"I've seen adults."

The old farmer looked cautious.

"Introduction."

Fang Chang pointed to Lingmi.

Although the identification technique has already been introduced, why not do it if we can talk a little more.

The old farmer cleared his throat, and cautiously replied:

"Returning to my lord, this is snow bamboo rice, a second-order spiritual rice. Eating it can increase spiritual power and purify blood. It was specially found by the third master. It is said that it is used to purify the blood of the monster race in his body and reduce the blood pressure of the monster race. The influence of blood on him."

Lingmi is a special product based on the spirit environment.

When the aura environment lasts long enough, ordinary crops will evolve and mutate, and ordinary rice will become spiritual rice after generations of screening.

Therefore, for today's Immortal Demon Plane, it will take a long time to conceive for the emergence of Lingmi species.

But with more secret realms, it wouldn't be so troublesome to produce spirit rice species.

Lingmi is the same as the rice and wheat eaten by ordinary people. It is a food for cultivators. It contains rich spiritual power and is also called a natural panacea.

Because the form of food tonic is very easy to be absorbed by the human body, and there will be no problems of erysipelas and drug resistance.

This is also the reason why food cultivators can occupy a small genre among cultivators in the future.

"Purified blood..."

Fang Chang nodded slightly, the demon cultivator swallowed the blood of the monster beast, and made rapid progress in the early stage, but if he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul realm, the first step was to have a pure mind in order to manifest the primordial spirit.

This purity means that the human spirit has not been affected by the blood of monsters and beasts, resulting in the habits of monsters.

Otherwise, it would not be a demon cultivator, but a half-demon.

Therefore, it was not wrong for Liu Qianqian to scold the third master before.

The three masters all need foreign objects to suppress the influence of their own blood. Obviously, in order to seek quickness in the early stage, he let too much blood of the monsters affect himself.

Fang Chang didn't come into contact with many demon cultivators, and the most profound one was Dongdong's grandfather Qingniu Taoist.

But if Taoist Qingniu didn't reveal his identity as a demon cultivator, it would be impossible to find the difference between him and normal people.

He just surrendered the will of the monster bloodline.

"Put away these snow bamboo rice, select the seeds and return to Qingxiao City to choose a place to plant."

"You are very good. From now on, you will join Qingxiao City and farm for Qingxiao City with peace of mind."

Fang Chang patted the old farmer on the shoulder and encouraged him:

"Our Qingxiao City is an overlord-level power with a radius of thousands of miles. A power like Baihutang, ten more is not enough to fight.

You can live in peace.

In addition, there are clear rewards and punishments in Qingxiao City, as long as you farm well, you may not have the opportunity to glimpse the realm of foundation building in the future. "

The old farmer has a cultivation base, probably in the middle and late stage of Qi refining, otherwise he would not be able to take care of the growth of Lingmi.

At this moment, after listening to Fang Chang's picture cake, I can't help but get short of breath, and I have the urge to die for my confidant.

For Bai Hutang, it is a great gift for him to farm honestly without hurting his life, so how can he make any promises.

After some people stand too high, they will forget that they also climbed up from below, and regard the people below as worthless, and are unwilling to give even a little warmth and hope.

But Fang Chang is different, as long as he can make money for him, he will be subject to his great painting skills.

"Little...the villain will definitely not let the adults down, and cultivate the best Lingmi."

The old farmer bowed deeply to Fang Chang.

In his eyes, Fang Chang is already a great personage, and he is obviously not casually deceiving him if he is willing to say such things to him.

He is nothing to lie to an ordinary spiritual farmer.

Next, Fang Chang took the pains to use identification techniques to see the family servants of Baihutang one by one.

But obviously he was too worried, these are ordinary people, there is no big boss like Zhong Shan who is lurking.

After solving the Baihutang, Fang Chang first asked Li Hu to lead the people of the First Legion to send away those who should be sent away first, and at the same time they would bring most of the spoils back to Qingxiao City, bringing new life to the lifeless Qingxiao City. vitality.

Using a group of high-level monks to send some low-level monks and ordinary people is probably the only way Li Hu is willing to listen to Fang Chang.

As for the bandit cultivators in the White Tiger Hall.

Three of the masters will return to Qingxiao City with Li Hu and others, and then they will be imprisoned in the Golden Pagoda to become a human battery. They will be activated according to the situation when the demon seeds are mature and cannot be peeled off.

The remaining bandit cultivators healed their wounds on the spot, and then handed out a handful of tattered magic weapons and a storage bag, and directly requisitioned them on the spot as the cannon fodder army, subordinate to the First Army.

They will be the powerful tools for the First Legion to clear the two thousand miles of territory next.

After the war is over, those who are still alive will be registered and registered, and labor reform will be started to make the best use of everything.

As for those who betrayed, since they subdued the demon seed, life and death cannot be controlled by them.

As long as Fang Chang's thoughts move, they can empty their souls, turn them into nutrients for the demon seeds, and finally return to the eyes of the demon, becoming his power.

As the method used by the Demon Eye Sect to rule multiple worlds, the demonic species of the Eye of the Demon is not so easy to deal with, at least not a group of low-level monks can do it.

Get everything organized.

It is estimated that it will take at least three to five days to complete these matters. Fang Chang took a break from his busy schedule and began to study his undead puppet army.

This can't be studied at home, it's a disrespectful comment.

Fang Chang found a quiet forest near the newly opened spiritual mine. It was a maple forest. The fiery red maple leaves fell on the ground, as if laying a red carpet on the earth.

On this red carpet, a small wooden house stands.

In front of the wooden house, there were dead bodies with stiff faces and no breath of breath.

　If something is delayed, I will update it first, and I will make it up in the evening if I have time. If not, I will make it up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)