I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Chapter 7 Seedlings
In the next ten days, Fu Yao dried white jade spiritual rice, used the best spiritual rice to exchange for spiritual stones in the work hall, bought furniture, tableware, and a lot of ingredients.

As a mortal, Fu Yao was already used to eating. Even if he took one Bigu Pill, he would feel full all day long, but he never felt at ease after eating it.

What's more, Bigu Dan has a single nutritional value and does not contain the nutrients needed for human growth. That's why the original owner was so thin, with a numb body, and fell down at the slightest sign of wind.

Therefore, in the past few days, I have eaten three meals without missing a beat, and my stomach has opened up little by little. The ingredients nourished by spiritual energy, even boiled vegetables, are particularly delicious.

Over the past few days, my frail body has been subtly improving, and my complexion is getting better day by day.

The neighbors who lived in the same yard as her couldn't stand the aroma at all. They gritted their teeth and each bought a few kilograms of the best spiritual rice from Fu Yao. When they couldn't stand it any longer, they cooked porridge once and stayed there the rest of the time. In the fields.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, I slowly opened my eyes. It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already a bit scorching.

I got up in the morning and ran the exercises on the roof for eight weeks. Facing the first ray of sunshine, the effect of the exercises was indeed better.

This illusory sixth level of Qi training has finally been stabilized. In the past two days, everyone has been busy taking care of the spiritual rice filling or harvesting the rice. This also gave Fu Yao time to understand the world of immortality.

Whenever she had free time, she went to the sect's library. The first floor of the library was open to the entire sect for free. It contained basically some bad street skills, the sect's seniors' experience of going out to practice, autobiographies, and travel notes.

During these days, she spent most of her time in the library, and finally learned that she had traveled to a continent of immortal cultivation called the Xuanling Realm. The entire continent was divided into the Central Continent, the Eastern Continent, the Western Continent, the Northern Continent, and the Southern Continent.

The reason for this division is that the sea divides the continent into five parts. Among them, the western continent is dominated by demon cultivators, and the southern continent also has a large number of evil cultivators. Although the other three continents are mostly righteous cultivators, there are also many demon cultivators and mortals. Therefore, several major forces are moving forward hand in hand, and there is no saying that one is overpowering the other.

In the entire continent, Lingyun Sect, Danmen, and Wuji Sect represent the righteous monks, Happy Forest represents the evil cultivators, the Demon Realm is the hall of the Demon Lord, and the demon cultivators are led by Mo Long and live in seclusion in the Chixia Mountains. The mortal world is still here. In a feudal slave society.

Immortal cultivation levels: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, virtual refining, Mahayana, ascension.

After getting a general understanding of this world, I couldn't help but sigh in the end, luckily I'm in a large sect!
Having experienced death once, Fu Yao takes his life very seriously, and the world of immortality is a high-risk place.

Although the mortal world is attached to the Immortal Cultivating Sect, there are Immortal Cultivators recruiting disciples from time to time, and Demonic Cultivators and Evil Cultivators massacre human beings in order to practice Kung Fu, so it is very possible that they lost their lives inexplicably!

The demon world is famously bloody, and life is in danger anytime and anywhere, so you just have to put your head in your waistband and risk your life.

Although the danger of evil cultivators has been reduced by one level, because they have become a monk halfway and cannot grasp their skills, the higher their cultivation level, the greater the risk of self-destruction.

Although the demon cultivators are very powerful, they possess too many natural and earthly treasures that attract humans to covet them. Even though Mo Long is one of the strongest people in the Xuanling Realm, some people still take risks to hunt down the demon cultivators.

There are many sects in the world of cultivating immortals. There are estimated to be tens of thousands of large and small sects. However, the potential and safety of small sects are very problematic. They will be threatened by hostile forces, demons and evil forces at any time. The disciples at the bottom You will become cannon fodder at any time!
Therefore, a crispy person like Fu Yao who has no strength is the most stable in a large sect.

Now that he had the best spiritual rice to support him, Fu Yao decided to try vigorously, regardless of success or failure.

Five kilograms of the best quality rice seeds were selected, soaked in water with spiritual energy, and then the material containing the rice seeds was isolated with spiritual energy. Once the rice was white, it could be sown.

Five square meters of land were built in the field, and small cloud and rain spells were cast on it for five consecutive days, soaking the soil, and both the aura and fertility had reached their peak.

The next day, Fu Yao took the prepared rice seeds to the rice field, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Fu Yao, what are you planning to do?"

In fact, they had a problem when Fu Yao first made the base. After holding it in for five days, they finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, why has this seed sprouted?"

Fu Yao has been able to deal with everyone's enthusiasm calmly.

"I am going to plant the next crop of spiritual rice. I have thought of a new method in the past two days and am ready to test it. The previous method of growing spiritual rice is not suitable for me."

Fu Yao said it calmly, but in other people's ears it was like thunder.

New growing method?

Are there other ways of growing? Their current planting methods have been passed down from their predecessors, and they have never thought of changing them.

"No, this is a joke!"

"What? Fu Yao, are you okay?"

"Fu Yao, don't do anything stupid. If you have any questions, you can ask us and we will help you."

"Fu Yao, you are drifting, wake up quickly, this is not something you, a ten-year-old child, can do."

"Can it be done?"

"Isn't this nonsense? We have been farming like this for thousands of years, is it still wrong?"

"It's still too small. I think rationally. Is it so easy to come up with a new planting method?"

"No one can persuade her to let her behave like this."

Everyone was whispering, obviously not optimistic about Fu Yao's innovative move.

Fu Yao was very young and no one believed she could succeed.

"It's just my attempt. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's just that the previous way of growing rice is not suitable for me."

However, no one believed Fu Yao's explanation, and no one listened. They were all immersed in the illusion they wanted to believe.

Fu Yao didn't care, only the facts were the most powerful proof.

Spread all the rice seeds evenly on the ground, with a thin layer of soil on top.

In three days, under the protection of suitable temperature and spiritual energy, two centimeters of new shoots sprouted, densely green and lovely.

During this period, Mr. Qu also paid a visit and stood quietly for a long time without saying anything.

Under the conditions of sufficient fertility and spiritual energy, the seedlings will grow when the wind blows. In ten days, they will grow to the length of a palm.

The lush, green grass seedlings are fluttering in the wind, full of infinite vitality, and everything is developing in a good direction.

The field has been filled with water. The strength of the sixth level of Qi training is completely different from that of the third level of Qi training. After three times of water polo technique, one acre of field was flooded by three centimeters.

It was a sunny day and most of the spiritual rice in Lingzhi Valley had matured. However, basically everyone gathered at Fu Yao's spiritual field to see what Fu Yao was going to do. It seemed that everything was going well so far.

Fu Yao rolled up his trousers to his knees, stepped into the water with one foot, and carried a basket made of rattan in his hand. He held the seedlings in the other hand, inserted them into the mud, and helped them to stand up safely.

"If you pull out the seedlings and plant them again, can you still survive?"

"Isn't this all in vain?"

"Hmph, what can ordinary people like you know? Who do you know who can achieve enlightenment with the help of five spiritual roots?

If she couldn't do it, at least she had the courage to try and make mistakes.

But you only talk behind people's backs and slander others. This is the gap between you. "

Suddenly a fan girl of Fu Yao, Gong Yejing, appeared in the crowd. When she looked at Fu Yao, she had starry eyes, and the heat in her eyes was scorching.

　Self-destruction refers to being unable to control it, causing problems in the technique, and eventually going crazy or even death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)