Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 8 The Arrogant Locust
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At this moment.

The gate of Dingfeng Farm opened.

A large group of people came out, led by a young man in tight clothes who was less than 30 years old.

As soon as he saw Chen Daoyuan and Chen Jingyun, he immediately came forward with a look of surprise: "Fourth Uncle, Fifth Brother! Why are you here?"

Chen Jingyun bowed and said, "Hello, second brother."

Chen Daoyuan laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Jingfei boy, you run pretty fast. You came back to guard the farm so early."

The man in tight clothes is Chen Jingfei, the second oldest of the Jing generation. He and Chen Jingyun are brothers from the same mother.

But because he was born without spiritual roots, he could not practice the methods of cultivating immortals and could only practice some mundane martial arts.

Hearing this, Chen Jingfei smiled bitterly: "Fourth Uncle, you know that this is the time when the spiritual valley is filling with juice. How dare I make the slightest mistake? Even if I set out a day earlier, I would only be one step ahead of you."

When it comes to this, Chen Jingfei couldn't help but show envy again.

He was traveling on a mortal horse that was fast and could not go up the steep mountain paths, so he had to take a detour, unlike a flying magic weapon that could go straight ahead.

He traveled day and night and worked hard all day before finally returning to the farm.

But the cultivators in the family use flying magic tools and it only takes two hours to go from the farm to Qingyu Cliff and back.

But these are not the biggest differences between mortals and cultivators.

Not only can one not practice without spiritual roots, but one cannot even marry a wife with spiritual roots.

This will lead to a vicious cycle, and future generations will have to rely on luck to find someone with spiritual roots.

According to the rules of the immortal cultivation family, those of the first generation without spiritual roots can still be included in the family tree and the ancestral hall, but those of later generations without spiritual roots can only be regarded as side branches of the family and cannot even be included in the family tree and the ancestral hall.

See this scene.

Chen Xuanmo also felt a little emotional. He and his first wife Yao Qiuping had four sons and three daughters, and three of them had no spiritual roots.

Among them, the second son, Chen Ningde, had the deepest obsession. Even though he inherited his worldly foundation, established Chenjia Town, and became a wealthy man all his life, he was still depressed before his death.

In order to have a spiritual root among his descendants, he even took in many concubines and had many descendants.

But up to now, there has still not been a child with spiritual roots in his lineage, and he has not been able to return to the family tree.

There is nothing more cruel than this in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. This is not the place to talk outside. Fourth uncle, fifth brother, and this... this girl, let's go to the farm and have a rest first." Chen Jingfei also put aside all distractions and hurriedly welcomed everyone into Dingfeng Farm.

Chen Jingyun glared at Wang Qianqian, implying that she should leave quickly and not eat and drink for free again.

Unexpectedly.

Wang Qianqian seemed not to notice his hint and followed Chen Daoyuan into the farm gate happily.

This wild cultivator girl was really shameless. Chen Jingyun shook his head helplessly and followed her.

"Fifth brother, you usually focus on cultivation and don't know much about Dingfeng Farm. Let me talk to you." After entering the farm, Chen Jingfei led everyone to the reception room and introduced the situation. "We have more than 150 tenant farmers in Dingfeng Farm, tending more than 3,000 acres of fertile land, with two crops a year, and an average annual output of more than 20,000 shi."

"The ordinary grain produced by the fertile fields is of much higher quality than grain because it is close to the spiritual veins and has a small amount of spiritual energy to nourish it. Therefore, it is given the title of [Dingfeng Grain]. In addition to supplying the family, the remaining part will also be sold to the outside world and is highly sought after by the wealthy families in Cangyiwei."

"But these mundane money are not very important to the Chen family."

"The core industry of our farm is the two mu of spiritual fields we have opened up. The white jade spiritual grains planted here are harvested once a year and can produce about ten stone of spiritual rice. If all of it is sold to the outside world, it can be worth about one hundred and forty spiritual stones!"

"One, one hundred and forty spirit stones? And, every year? "

Before Chen Jingyun could say anything, Wang Qianqian's eyes almost popped out.

Then, the look in her eyes when she looked at Chen Jingyun suddenly showed a bit of flattery.

As far as she knew, Chen's assets were far more than just Dingfeng Farm. There were also some vassal families under his rule who would pay tribute to Chen on a regular basis.

"What's with that face of yours?" Chen Jingyun stepped back a few steps and said disdainfully, "This isn't pure profit. The seeds don't cost money? The fertilizer doesn't cost money? Don't we have to pay tribute to the Yunyang Sect?" "Fifth brother is right." Chen Jingfei smiled bitterly, "It's not easy to plant spiritual fields, and it consumes a lot. In addition to the [Cui's seeds] that must be purchased, there are six or seven kinds of magical farm tools commonly used in stock, including the [Qu's spiritual plow] for turning the soil, the [white jade bottle] for taking spiritual springs for irrigation, the [Zuoqiu pot] for spraying pesticides and repelling insects, and the [Liu's sickle] for harvesting, etc. Although these agricultural magical tools can be purchased once and used for a long time, they still cost spiritual stones to maintain."

"In addition, we have to buy a lot of fertilizers every year, including [Earth Flowing Gold] and [Fengchan Spirit] for fertilizing the land, and a lot of manure for spiritual livestock. Otherwise, within a year or two, the spiritual fields will become barren."

"In addition, pest control and disease prevention are also top priorities. Pest control drugs such as [Jinyang Insect Control Powder] and [Baifenling] are definitely indispensable, and various disease prevention drugs are also necessary. Otherwise, you will just have to wait for a reduction in production."

"Even if the spiritual rice grows well with careful care, there are still beasts such as spiritual rats and fierce birds... I just drove away a group of locusts and birds when I came back. They are quite troublesome."

"The most important thing is that, apart from paying tribute to the Yunyang Sect, the spiritual grain harvested by our family is basically consumed within our clan, and there is no spare energy for external sales."

These words not only made Wang Qianqian dumbfounded, but even Chen Jingyun felt a little confused.

Unexpectedly, growing spiritual grains was so troublesome and much more complicated than he had imagined.

"It's also good to be able to keep it for myself." Wang Qianqian smiled foolishly, remembering the experience of eating at Chen's during the mourning period a few days ago. She couldn't help smacking her lips with nostalgia. That Baiyuling rice was so fragrant.

"Haha, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some food in a while." Chen Jingfei said with a smile, "We still have some magical rice stored in our farm from last year."

"Really?" Wang Qianqian's eyes sparkled with joy.

Before Chen Jingfei could reply, several young tenants suddenly came running over and shouted in panic, "Master Jingfei, something bad has happened. The locusts are back again. This time there are even more of them."

"what?"

Chen Jingfei's face changed and he rushed forward quickly.

Although he has no spiritual roots, he has practiced the best martial arts in the secular world and is now considered a first-class fighter in the world. When he runs at a high speed, his body movements leave a trail of afterimages.

But before he could run more than ten feet away, Chen Daoyuan, who was standing on the Fire Cloud Sword, easily caught up with him, put his hand on his arm and pulled him up: "Don't panic, Jing Fei, your fourth uncle will go with you to take a look."

The Fire Cloud Sword pulled up a stream of red light and rushed towards the spiritual field.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, Chen Jingyun and Wang Qianqian also looked stern, and each controlled their flying magic weapons to chase after them.

Once the cultivator ignores the consumption and bursts out speed, his speed can be as fast as a flash of light in a short period of time. In just a few dozen breaths, he arrived at the two acres of core spiritual field of Dingfeng Farm.

Looking down.

The white jade spiritual rice in the two acres of spiritual field has grown to a height of one person. The rice ears are green and the spiritual grains are distinct. It is obvious that it has reached the critical period of filling.

At this critical moment.

A group of ferocious birds were wreaking havoc in the fields. They were round and plump, each one was about a foot long, and there were probably about thirty to fifty of them in total.

Among them, some were quite ferocious, about two feet long, and they created gusts of wind as they flew by.

There was also a locust that looked like a leader, more than three feet long, with feathers as black as iron, cold beak and claws, and a tuft of red hair on its head, looking very arrogant.

Under the command of the leader locust, the locusts attacked and ravaged the white jade rice repeatedly like locusts. With their sharp beaks, they could grab a bunch of rice ears. Then a group of locusts swarmed over, and in the blink of an eye only one ear of rice was left.

The reason why locusts are called "locusts" is that whenever the spiritual fields are filling with grain, they will rush out from the mountains of the southern wilderness in large groups, wreaking havoc and plundering. If you are not careful, the entire spiritual field is likely to be barren.

"What a beast~" Chen Jingfei was so shocked and angry when he saw this scene.

Just last night.

He led the farm guards and young tenant farmers and finally drove away a wave of locusts. He thought they would be quiet for two days so that he could notify the tribesmen to come and protect the fields.

However, they did not expect that the locusts would return in just half a night, bringing back a large group, including a terrifying leader locust.

"Bastard, dare you."

Fourth uncle Chen Daoyuan was also very angry.

These are the food rations for our clan’s monks, how can we allow these beasts to waste them?
He held Chen Jingfei in one hand and lightly kicked the Fire Cloud Sword with his toes.

The Fire Cloud Sword flew out with a "swoosh" and turned into a fiery sword light, stabbing fiercely at the leader Locust.

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(End of this chapter)