Changsheng: I am a farmer in the world of cultivating immortals

She was just about to take a break when she met a woman who introduced her to Senior Brother Gao Zhongzhong outside the village.

The woman was dressed in coarse linen, as if she had worn it for many years, and her face was full of signs of age. It could be seen that the other party put cultivation and improving spells at the top of the list.

It was completely opposite to the old woman who went to her spiritual field to throw spirit worms.

"Well! Senior Sister! If you want to sow the seeds sooner, how dare you ask Senior Sister what to call her?"

Li Suian raised a childish smile. This senior sister gave her a good impression, and she couldn't help but pick up on him.

"My surname is Xu."

Senior Sister Xu glanced at the densely packed first-order corn seeds that Li Suian had planted in the field, hesitated for a while and said, "Junior Sister Li is smart and can achieve such achievements at a young age, but this experience in planting..."

Li Suian's heart skipped a beat, could it be that there is something wrong with her spiritual field?
All along, she has never cultivated the land and knows nothing about planting, and she has come here by virtue of her proficiency in spells and exploration.

"Senior Sister has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

"Then I'll just say it, don't think I'm too talkative. This Ninth Grade Lingtian has just entered the first grade, and the yield of one mu of soil in the mortal world can reach three thousand catties.

But in this cultivation world, spiritual plants are planted. Only by keeping the distance between the seeds and ensuring that each seed has enough spiritual energy supply can the yield be higher. "

Li Suian nodded, that's true. Before planting puling grass, not to mention three thousand catties per acre, even five hundred catties was barely achievable.

The seeds competed frantically for the aura in the soil, and some seeds died after being buried.

"Senior sister, did you say that the distance between the seeds is too small?"

"Junior Sister is really smart, she can see through a little bit, so if so many seeds are planted, at least half of them will probably be wasted.

Judging by the quality of junior sister's seeds, it must be a first-order corn seed!Nine-rank Lingtian, if it is planted with corn seeds, the highest yield is miscellaneous corn seeds. "

Seeing Li Suian's eagerness for talents, Senior Sister Xu was not displeased at all, so she said a few more words.

Listen to people's advice and eat well.

Don't try to use your interests to challenge other people's majors. What Li Suian deeply understood in his previous life will naturally be more understood in the realm of cultivation.

Besides, she also encountered such a situation in the wasteland, so she was naturally convinced by Senior Sister Xu's words.

Li Suian cupped his hands and saluted, "Thank you, Senior Sister Xu, for your enlightenment!"

Senior Sister Xu waved her hand, plunged into her spiritual field, and started weeding.

She was not in a hurry to collect all the seeds in the five-acre spiritual field, but approached the fence of Senior Sister Xu's spiritual field to observe.

Sure enough, as Senior Sister Xu said, the distance between the miscellaneous corn seeds was much larger than that planted by Li Suian. Under a spiritual rain technique, the seeds that Senior Sister Xu had just planted all sprouted.

Li Suian couldn't help shaking her head. She was too impatient. Ninth-rank Lingtian could afford the first-order corn seed, but the final output decreased. Maybe there were not as many spirit stones as miscellaneous Lingmi.

However, she doesn't seem to have any miscellaneous spirit rice...

"Senior Sister Xu, I want to exchange some miscellaneous corn seeds with you."

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It wasn't until late at night that Li Suian planted the miscellaneous corn seeds he had exchanged for. However, the ten square meters planned before were intended to be planted with tribute peach saplings, and now they are also planted with spiritual seed corn seeds.

There is no way, the soil quality is too low, and the tribute peach saplings are too eye-catching, so we can only put it on hold.

When she left Lingtian, she also collected about one cubic meter of soil and put it in a sack.

In the wasteland, she used the secret technique of raising spirits to nourish the soil, but this land belonged to the sect, not hers.

Unless you can live in that kind of life.

But why is she also a time traveler, instead of going to see the world, she just shrinks to a field to farm?Is it plausible? !

Back home, Wu Yaozhu drove the monster door into the spare room early, and then lay at the door waiting for her to come back.

"Hum hum hum!"

How did you come back?How late!Do you still have this home in your heart?
As soon as Li Suian stepped into the threshold of the small courtyard, Wu Yaozhu arched her legs and complained dissatisfiedly.

She couldn't help laughing, "Then you will go to herd pigs with me tomorrow?"

"Hum hum!"

After receiving Wu Yaozhu's satisfactory reply, Li Suian quickly cooked two bowls of rice. After eating with Wu Yaozhu, he finished his daily homework.

She also wondered, where to put the stolen soil?

flowerpot?

But how can there be flower pots at home!She couldn't help but look at the iron pot used to cook Lingmi.

Iron Pot: Are you polite?
As soon as he said it, Li Suian put the soil of the Ninth Grade Lingtian into the iron pot under the surprised gaze of Wu Yaozhu.

Hey!Not to mention, it's just right!
"All things have spirits! They can all become spirits..."

She recited the formula silently, and the traces of spiritual energy in her fingers were irrigating the soil in the iron pot.

The night passed.

【Ding!Ninth-grade soil has begun to take on spirituality!Proficiency of spiritual cultivation secret technique +1%]

Become!

Li Suian's eyes were bloodshot, and exhaustion could not conceal the light in his eyes.

I didn't expect that just wanting to try it, it can really nourish the spirit.

She buried the low-grade spirit tea seed that the middle-aged monk gave her as a congratulatory gift, and released a spirit rain technique, and a sharp point suddenly appeared from the spirit tea seed.

After clapping his hands, Li Suian looked at the iron pot with satisfaction, and even put the iron pot in the small courtyard, letting it bask in the sun to accelerate its growth.

"Xiao Hei! Go to graze today! But remember not to let them trample on the seeds in the spiritual field."

With a big wave of Li Suian's hand, he wanted to take Wu Yaozhu and them to the ground together.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains! I turned around the Lingtian, swung my hoe and planted my rice. Life is full of rhythm~"

Carrying a hoe all the way and singing a little song, Li Suian led a group of monsters to Lingtian.

At this point, almost everyone has already gone to the fields and started working, and the mountain road is extremely quiet except for Li Suian's singing.

"Hey! Who told you to bring the monster to the ground! Can you afford to steal the Lingzhi?!"

Just as he was about to step into the Lingtian, a male cultivator rushed over more than 100 meters away.

"Brother! Wuyaozhu will manage this group of monsters well, and will never let them steal Lingzhi!"

Li Suian knew he was wrong, and patiently explained.

The man lay on the fence, "Who knows if this black demon pig will steal Lingzhi."

"Senior brother, every lingtian has a fence as the boundary line, besides, there are several lingtians separated from my elder brother's."

Hearing Li Suian's words, the corner of the male cultivator's mouth twitched.

There are still several houses away, which means you are nosy?But which monster will be put into the spiritual field.

"That won't work either! Monsters just can't enter the spiritual field!"

The male cultivator reprimanded loudly, as if his Lingzhi had been bullied by Li Suian's monster.

A monk's hearing and eyesight are many times stronger than that of ordinary people. After shouting like this, the spiritual senses of several monks around him came over.

A spectacle of watching.