Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 331 Lingdao Farm
"Is this what you call a good job?"

With a strange expression on his face, Qi Xiu looked around.

The endless vast farmland stretches to the sky like a green ribbon on the earth.

In the rippling rice fields, crystal clear spiritual water like nectar flows, nourishing every inch of the land. There are also wisps of faint mist rising above the water, making the field even more mysterious and vital. .

In the rice fields, the rice is tall and strong. Each rice leaf is glowing with a blend of green and yellow, with countless ancient and mysterious lines faintly appearing on it. Each rice grain is haloed and emits a strong fragrance, as big as a fist. size.

In this magical farmland, countless little people half a man's height shuttled through it. They were wearing dark black soap clothes, with round and cute figures, and holding various strange-shaped magic weapons in their hands, some of which looked like Ruyi, some resemble water ladles, and these magical instruments shine with strange light in the sun.

The little people shuttled busily among the rice fields. They either gently waved the magic tools in their hands to repel insects and treat diseases in the rice, or scooped up spiritual water to moisturize the rice roots. Every movement was full of awe and care for nature. Affection.

"Do you know what this is?"

Standing in front of this huge farmland with his hands behind his hands, Taoist Master Yun Xiong turned around and asked.

"This is……"

In a sense, this spiritual rice is the reward of agricultural officials.

Master, didn’t you earn all your money with my magic pot…”

I saw that above this rice field, the majestic vitality rising from the sky evolved into a vast undulating sea of ​​light, and the ultimate vitality almost condensed into substance.

After explaining everything, Taoist Master Yun Xiong saw that Qi Xiu still had a blank look on his face. He couldn't help shaking his head and secretly kicked him lightly, and secretly said:
"This spiritual rice farm is very large. There is no fixed number of how much spiritual rice is harvested every year. As long as the difference is not too big, not many people will care.

Your last agricultural officer will take office soon.

As he spoke, Taoist Priest Yunxiong raised his finger and pointed at the little people busy in the fields:

Purple light flashed in his eyes, and after unfolding the Qi-gazing operation, Qi Xiu looked at the sky again, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

do you understand? "

"Ahem, you and I, master and disciple, don't have to be so polite."

This miraculous grain adheres to the way of nature and contains the most refined and pure vitality without any side effects.

"It's always not good to be caught stealing."

Qi Xiu looked stunned and turned to look at the piece of spiritual rice in front of him.

Yes, this is the spiritual rice field of my Shenxiao Sect. I have already said hello to the sect. After a while, you will be the agricultural officer of this spiritual rice field. "

But Lingdao is different.

My teacher spent a lot of money to get you to join the team, otherwise you would have had to wait at least a hundred and eighty years.

"Is that so? It's really a waste of money for Master.

"What are you thinking? Do you think that anyone who wants to be a farmer official can come and do it?

In the universal world, except for the Yuanshen boss who stands at the top, even the most powerful ones in the Dao body only have a lifespan of three thousand years, and those in the blood-stained realm are only eight hundred years old.

Once your longevity reaches the end, you won't be able to survive for a moment longer, even if you have great cultivation.

It is an excellent tonic for monks.

A magical grain.

Your position as an agricultural officer was obtained by using money for your teacher.

"Spiritual rice?"

After hearing the meaning of the master's words, Qi Xiu was a little hesitant. In the end, this kind of thing was still a bit disgraceful.

The slightest trace is enough to kill people, flesh and bones, and is more effective than the best elixirs.

And the spiritual rice that can extend life has naturally become a rare divine item!

To tell you the truth, only a handful of the most outstanding disciples in the Bloodstained Realm of our sect can take turns to be agricultural officials here.

After all, taking care of spiritual rice is not easy. "

Hearing this, how could Qi Xiu not understand what the master meant? The co-author is to let me get close to the water and get the moon first.

"Protect these dou pots with a belt. Without them to take care of the material every day, the spiritual rice will not grow as well."

"Huh? Farm officer?"

Angrily, he kicked Qi Xiu again. As he spoke, Taoist Master Yun Xiong shook the purse on his waist, which made his meaning obvious.

Who would think that his life is too long?

Long-term consumption can not only improve physical fitness and enhance cultivation, but more importantly... this thing can extend life!

"Yes, spiritual rice is delicious and has the effect of giving you longevity, but it also attracts a special kind of spy and theft. The agricultural officer is responsible for guarding this spiritual rice field."

Mortals eat all kinds of grains every day, but monks' physiques are far superior to ordinary people. They breathe in spiritual energy and no longer need to eat.

Um? Wait...that's not right.

Just as he bowed to thank his mentor, Qi Xiu suddenly realized that Taoist Yun Xiong's financial resources came from the divine elixir refined in the elixir pot.

His eyes moved slightly, Qi Xiu found the corresponding knowledge from the huge and complicated memory.

"Hehehe, you have some eyesight, and those books of yours are not in vain.

Lingdao.

Seeing Qi Xiu reacting, Taoist Master Yun Xiong waved his hand and skipped the topic with a haha.

"Master, I have another question."

Qi Xiu smiled and stopped asking questions. He asked about another matter:

"If you are an agricultural official because of the spiritual rice here, then you might as well just spend money to buy it. Why go through such a big detour." "You don't understand this. This spiritual rice farm looks vast, but It takes thirty years for spiritual rice to mature, and the harvest from each harvest is about one million catties.

Thirty percent of this will be sent to Taishang Peak for those Taishang elders who are approaching their longevity. Thirty percent will be distributed to the peak masters of each peak. The remaining 40% and 20% will flow into the Wanbao Palace, and 20% will be deposited in the treasure house for emergency use. .

These 200,000 kilograms of spiritual rice can be said to be disposable in Wanbao Palace. Even if you spend a lot of money to buy it, you won't be able to buy much.

In addition, something like spiritual rice contains the most vitality from the first day of maturity, and then gradually declines.

Whoever becomes an agricultural official will be able to eat the freshest rice from the first crop.

No amount of money can buy this. "

Taoist priest Yun Xiong revealed the real benefits of this agricultural officer, and Qi Xiu nodded with understanding.

"Okay, you go back to the mountain first. I still have some things to do as a teacher."

After waving his hand and sending Qi Xiu away, Taoist Priest Yun Xiong transformed into a beam of lightning and jumped into the spiritual rice field.

It didn't take long before I found a simple thatched house on a raised futon-like flat land in the middle of the farmland.

"Uncle Yunxiong? Why are you here?"

On a cultivated vegetable field in front of the hut, a young man in coarse linen clothes with rolled up sleeves and holding a hoe was sweating profusely when he saw Taoist Master Yun Xiong coming, and he put down his work in surprise.

"I just happened to be here, so I came to see you. I heard from the sect leader that you tried to escape the Taoist body tribulation a while ago?"

Looking at the young man in front of him happily, Taoist Master Yun Xiong said with a smile:

"When you first entered the academy, the sect leader said that you had the appearance of a Taoist body. It seems that this will soon come true."

"Uncle Master, it's a joke. I didn't really overcome the tribulation. I just tried to take a step towards the threshold. Even then, my body was almost destroyed by the tribulation force. I lay in the Transformation Thunder Pond for more than a year before I recovered."

Smiling modestly, the young man changed into clean clothes and invited Taoist Yun Xiong into the thatched house:

"Uncle, I'm here probably because of the agricultural affairs. My younger brother didn't come with me. I was just about to thank him."

"Thank him, thank him for what?"

Sitting familiarly on a wooden bench, Taoist Master Yun Xiong raised his hand to take the tea cup handed by the young man.

"Uncle Master, I don't know. Before we went to Wanku Mountain, Master originally wanted me to go, but now it seems that if I were to go, I would probably die at the hands of those evil gods from outside the territory.

My junior brother blocked this disaster for me, of course I want to thank him. "

"It turns out that we still have this connection. Well, when this junior brother of yours comes to pick you up, you two can have a good chat.

Uncle Master came to see you today for one more thing. "

Putting down the tea cup, Taoist Master Yun Xiong raised his hand and countless divine lights surged out, suddenly covering the entire thatched house, preventing the partition walls from having ears.

Seeing how cautious Taoist Yunxiong was, the young man slowly sat up straight and showed a serious expression on his face:
"Uncle, please tell me."

His wrinkled forehead wrinkled slightly. When Taoist Master Yun Xiong opened his mouth to speak, he stopped again. After several hesitations, he slowly said:

"Headmaster...isn't it..."

The last few words almost lowered the voice to the limit. After hearing what Taoist Master Yun Xiong said, the young man's pupils trembled slightly and he looked at the uncle with some concentration.

"Where did you hear this...?"

"Don't worry about where I heard it from. Is this... true?" Taoist Yun Xiong stared at the young man closely, his eyes full of solemnity, as if he was extremely eager to know the answer.

After a long silence, the young man let out a sigh of relief.

"true!"

……

After returning from Lingdao Farm, Qi Xiu returned to his house. After working hard for so long, he finally ushered in a rare quiet day.

Because of the original loss problem, he fell into a coma for two months after returning to Yunti Peak.

There was no time to do anything.

Now I can finally take a good rest.

Lying on the rocking chair that he had been away from for several years, Qi Xiu slowly closed his eyes while looking at the flowers and trees in the courtyard, enjoying the peace to his fullest.

After a long time.

He returned to the simple but not boring leisurely days of the past. Every day he would brush up on his skills, write, practice elixirs, and draw two pictures.

While other monks were racking their brains every day to think of how to improve their cultivation, Qi Xiu behaved very Buddhist.

After cultivating the Hunyuan Ten Thousand Dharma Immortal Body, his 365 Hunyuan acupoints all had a hint of spirituality.

As long as the method is practiced into the acupoints, it will start to work spontaneously, and the proficiency will increase on its own.

It's enough for him to just focus on a few magical skills.

In this safe and comfortable slow-paced life, Qi Xiu barely noticed the passage of time.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

As a job document was sent to Yuntifeng, Qi Xiu, who was asking Qingyi to write, first curled his lips, and then sighed secretly.

The good times are over.

Since Master Yunxiong's hard work could not be wasted, Qi Xiu took over the post of Wenshu and immediately followed the previous route to Lingdao Farm.

Go to the post, agricultural officer.

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(End of this chapter)