Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 30 Spring Sowing
  "Can people get better in this world?"

"I had good intentions and regarded them as fellow practitioners. I even posted a post to explain the situation. I never thought that they would actually want to report me?!"

Bah, shameless.

Chen Ci felt aggrieved like a 200-pound child. She wished she could immediately go to the two people with her Five Yin Evil Spirit Bag to explain herself and apologize.

But after thinking about it, I still held back.

It's not because of the high-skilled Taoist priests at Jiuquan Temple in Longhu Mountain.

It's not that he's afraid of the Daoji ancestor of the Ma family.

Well, the main reason is that he has a more comprehensive view.

Xishan Mansion is currently experiencing troubled times. Taoist Hutou is attacking the high-grade Taoist base with such great fanfare. It is hard to say what the attitude of Quanzhou Longhu Mountain Jiuquan Temple is. It is better for me to keep a low profile.

Write it down in your notebook first.

By the way, he also just found out that the lame old man from Baihualin was named Ma, so it seemed that he knew about this person's background.

Two hundred miles to the west, the people of Majia Village in Tongshi Mountain say that the ancestor of the Majia family has been around for almost two hundred years and is still alive, but he never leaves the village. What is his cultivation level? Is he a Taoist master or some kind of life-extending method? As a result, others will not know.

Chen Ci thinks the latter is more likely, but the former is not impossible.

Use your power to bully others, use your power to bully others properly.

Unlike him, he never used his status as a disciple of the Heshan Sect to do anything wrong.

It was as if he had not snatched the job of the executioner at Caishikou by force. Mr. Chen was kind-hearted. Seeing that Old Su was suffering from blood and his life was short, he agreed to give him a soul-fixing talisman every month to wash away evil spirits.

Although it is impossible to eradicate the damage caused by the evil spirit entering the body, it is still okay to maintain some vitality. Lao Sutou naturally hugged Sanyinguan's thigh tightly.

Win-win!

"But this is not a solution. Death row prisoners alone are not enough. These things are not leeks."

Chen Ci was also troubled and wanted to exchange the gold book for some goodies. With only two hundred drops of essence and blood per month, the speed of the two merit values ​​was a bit slow.

If you have a quick hand, you will have it, but if you have a slow hand, you will not have it.

"We still have to find a way to get more blood essence."

"It's really hard for me, ugh"

Regarding the matter of essence and blood, Chen Ci didn't have much clue at the moment. After all, the raw materials were only three types: humans, animals, and animals. It was difficult for a monk to make a meal without rice.

It's not like he hasn't thought about using fish instead. In this era, the wild rivers are rich in resources, and there are also rivers and seas like Liuyun River. A hundred thousand kilograms of fish is not too difficult.

But unfortunately, after trying it, I found that even the Five Yin Evil Qi Bags don't like to eat fish.

The genus Kun and duck are not very popular. The lowest limit of the five animals is dogs. No matter how small the body is, even if the amount of flesh and blood is sufficient, it is basically impossible to extract essence and blood.

But today, Chen Ci was busy with other things in the backyard.

If it weren't for his busy fields, he wouldn't even know that the day of spring planting has arrived.

"I don't know if this black jade rice is easy to grow. Cultivating the Three Treasures of Immortality, farming, making talismans, and refining elixirs. I can make do with it."

"It's a pity that the benefits are not much at present, but the future should be bright."

Chen Ci cheered herself up and began to measure the area of ​​the shaded area in her backyard.

It's a little over two minutes, about 150 square meters in area.

Abandoning the area with the heaviest yin energy, which is planted with corpse mushrooms, and leaving a place for herself to meditate and refine her qi, Chen Ci plans to plant the backyard full of spiritual rice, which will be considered a profit by the end of the year.

According to the sales lady, the black jade rice yields about 500 kilograms per mu, and after shelling, about 400 kilograms of black corn can be obtained.

Two kilograms of rice seeds cost one spiritual pearl, and ten kilograms of black corn cost one spiritual pearl.

If there are more than two points of spiritual land, then farming is not very good, and the annual income will not exceed ten spiritual beads.

But it's better than stability.

The two kilograms of rice seeds were equivalent to one acre. Chen Ci took out four taels and took a look at them. The outer shell of the black jade rice seeds had a faint luster. It was slightly larger than Fangu, and it was also heavy on the hand, but it was similar to the Five Elements God. There are two similarities between sand and four taels of rice seeds, but there are less than a hundred grains in each, which will save a lot of care. Chen Ci made some calculations and simply started from the corner of the wall, planting one seed every two steps. In the end, he planted a total of ninety-two seeds, fully utilizing the shaded space in the backyard.

"It's not difficult to plant a spiritual field like this."

Chen Ci clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction. At first, he was a little curious about why two kilograms of rice seeds were only a little larger than his fist, but now it seemed very reasonable.

After six months, I got about ten spirit beads, and the rate of return was actually quite good.

"The remaining rice seeds smell so good."

Chen Ci sniffed. A faint aroma of vegetation that he had never smelled before made him feel the urge to move his index finger.

"Cuckoo~"

Chen Ci shook his head, touched his belly and put away the rice seeds: "This is not a good thing to eat. The black jade rice seeds can be stored for three years. It is better to wait for the harvest of the spiritual field planted by oneself before eating it."

Thinking of this, Chen Ci felt inexplicably sad: "I am an aspiring monk who has refined thirty-one acupuncture points, but I can't even eat spiritual rice. How can this be justified? If I become prosperous in the future, I won't be able to eat rice every day." , I eat three big bowls of him every meal!”

I don’t know what kind of happy life the true disciples of those sects live.

Eat one bowl and pour another bowl of spiritual rice?
  Chen Ci raised his waist and sighed before going about other things.

There is endless work to do every day.

Next, came the boring practice schedule.

Chen Ci greeted Lao Suntou of the county government and ordered that the prisoners on death row in the back cell be beheaded every ten days, focusing on efficiency.

Except for the various tasks of refining blood essence just like at work, my daily life is pretty much the same as before.

Sanyin Qi-eating method: 31/100
  As expected, when the supply of Huangjiashuang candy arrived at the end of the month, I was able to learn more about it.

Stone Lock Hunyuan Gong: 56/100
  Five Yin Evil Qi Bag: Sixth Level of Restriction/77/100
  Soul-fixing Talisman: Xiao Cheng/46/100
  Xiao Zhutian’s Qi-Inspiratory Pill Technique: Not Beginner/1/4
  Basic swordsmanship: Dacheng/27/100
  It is this Xiaozhutian Qi-taking Pill method that is really slow to progress. Not only is it time-consuming and wasteful of money, but it also requires careful practice.

Medicinal Spell: Getting Started/6/100
  Fire Control: Not Beginner/79/100
  Qi Observation Method: Not Beginner/57/100
  Pill Condensation Method: Not Beginner/10/100
  In particular, the method of condensing pills is really difficult to practice. There is always a feeling of difficulty as when playing a lot of games in the previous life. If you have more than two thoughts, it will be easy to be in a hurry. The true energy will be wrong everywhere, which is a bit difficult.

"It should take half a year to complete the Stone Lock Hunyuan Gong and Soul Fixing Talisman."

"The Five Yin Evil Qi Bags are about to reach the seventh level of restriction, but the county's flesh and blood is becoming more and more scarce. The seven Five Yin Black Evils should be enough for the time being. Should we suspend the rations of the Five Yin Evil Qi Bags? This way, we should be able to continue every month Squeeze out another forty or fifty drops of blood."

Five Yin Evil Qi Bags: "." Does anyone say this?
  Chen Ci was hesitant and prepared to wait and see until the Five Yin Evil Qi Bags reached the seventh level of restriction.

Xiaozhutian's Qi-breathing pill method can only be practiced according to chance, and it seems that there is still a long way to go before he can make a fortune.

However, the basic swordsmanship that has been practiced for self-defense has a bright future. Chen Ci wants to see where the limits of this golden finger are and whether it will bring some different surprises to him.

After sorting out his progress, Chen Ci began to practice hard. In the world of monks, nothing is easy.

Five days later, Chen Ci looked at the basic swordsmanship that had improved a little bit and was very satisfied.

Go out and relax.

The main reason was that he vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something, but he was not entirely sure. He might as well relax a bit. Being too obsessed with practice was not a good thing.

Chen Ci was walking halfway up the mountain, just in time to see the tenant farmers who got up early working in their thousands of acres of farmland.

The morning sun in early spring was so gentle that Chen Ci squinted his eyes.

This feeling of being down-to-earth and making progress one step at a time is actually quite good.

"Although the pastoral scenery is beautiful, it is not my ambition. What a pity. Wait!"

Chen Ci stopped abruptly, frowned and looked at the fertile fields working at the foot of the mountain, pondered for a moment, then turned around and ran towards Sanyin Temple.

"Hey, where's the black jade rice I planted?"

Chen Ci looked at the still bare backyard and rubbed his head: "Isn't this right? Even if it is a spiritual seed, it should have sprouted?"

Could it be that the growth cycle of this spiritual seed is different?
  Chen Ci muttered, but felt something was wrong for no reason.

(End of this chapter)