Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Early after the trip to Taihe City, Chen Mo had already made plans in his mind.

The fourth-level spiritual plants could not be obtained in a short period of time, so the main focus at present was on the 31 third-level spiritual plants.

After all, according to the situation recorded in the "Spiritual Plant Atlas", most of the third-level spiritual plants have not yet involved special [Time] and [Earth Spirit], so it is relatively simple to plant.

Under Motai Peak, there is a sea of ​​flowers.

On Motai Peak, it is like a dream.

It took three days for Chen Mo to cover the entire Motai Peak in the Thousand Souls Maze. In the third-level formation, except for the disciples of the Ten Formation Sect who can see the clues, I am afraid that ordinary Jindan will not know that they have been deeply trapped in the illusion and cannot extricate themselves after entering.

Of course, as the only disciple on Motai Peak besides Chen Mo, Qin Xi, with his current strength and realm, can't feel that he is already in the illusion.

On Motai Peak, the original more than 200 acres of second-level spiritual fields have been transformed into third-level spiritual fields under the effect of [Gathering Spirits].

The plants planted in the field are still second-level spiritual plants.

However, they will mature in two or three days.

The reason why Chen Mo chose to retreat for one to two months is that he is ready to start cultivating these third-level spiritual plants.

After all, each seed is only two taels, and if there is a problem, it will be very troublesome!

After three days, the golden armor puppets in the field are busy again.

Watching these five golden armored soldiers harvesting various spiritual plants in the field, Chen Mo felt that the 1,400 spiritual stones were worth it!

He only needs to rely on his already powerful spiritual consciousness to control it, without going to the ground or bending over, everything is like controlling the game characters in Ranch Story.

Soon, more than 200 acres of spiritual fields on Motai Peak were harvested.

After turning the soil, fertilizing, and watering, Chen Mo controlled the puppets to divide the spiritual fields into ridges, and marked them before burying the seeds.

At the same time, woody spiritual plants have a long growth cycle, so he also specially set up a small Jiji formation to increase the sunshine time with [Time].

As for other spiritual plants, Chen Mo also used the formation and talent to control the temperature, humidity, light, etc. according to their most suitable growth conditions.

He didn't know about Shennong Sect, but there might be no one in the whole Pingdu Continent who could do better than him in farming!

It took more than 30 days from harvesting to planting spiritual plants and then getting on track.

During these 30 days, Nie Yuanzhi sent Wei Hongyi, who had recovered from her injuries, back to Beiling City.

Originally, he planned to wait until the matter here was over and resolve the troubles of Dongji Mountain before sending her back, but Wei Hongyi insisted on doing so.

In her words.

She is both the head of the Wei family and the last Jindan in the city.

If she is gone, what cohesion does the Wei family have? What if she loses a leg?

If the Wei family dissipates in her hands, how can she face the ancestors of the family?

Wei Hongyi's return was a reassurance for Beiling City. With her in charge, the business and the city guards were running in an orderly manner.

Nie Yuanzhi was also trying his best to point the spearhead of Dongji Mountain to the Zhao family of Beijiang.

In a month, the matter did have a clue.

Whether Situ Hou was dead or missing, it was a big deal for Dongji Mountain! And being able to make him disappear quietly, his strength should not be underestimated.

Coupled with some news deliberately released by Nie Yuanzhi, Beijiang City was in danger at the moment.

Zhao Minghan was even more worried!

Dongji Mountain's Yuanying master, Situ Hou, died, and the other party was the one who went to assassinate Chen Mo of Motai Mountain.

A cultivator who can easily get rid of the Yuanying realm must have an extremely powerful existence behind him!

Zhao Minghan had realized at this time that he had taken a wrong step after all.

When Zhou Xingji and the Zhou family were destroyed, he shouldn't have thought of assassinating them. Now, not only did he kill Situ Hou and completely offend Mi Wensong, the killing god of Dongji Mountain, but he also fought to the death with Beiyue City!

"Family... Patriarch... Could it be that they... They don't know that we hired them?" Zhao Mingde still had a glimmer of hope at this moment.

As long as Motai Mountain can't find out that they hired the murderer, the other party will only remember this matter on Dongji Mountain.

They are not involved.

However, Zhao Minghan smiled bitterly: "Is it possible? Now the whole city is in turmoil. Obviously, someone is deliberately spreading rumors!"

Zhao Mingde looked ashen.

How could they fight against an immortal sect that doesn't even take Yuanying seriously?

"He... Are they the general's people?"

Zhao Minghan nodded in agreement. It's really possible!

But if so, it can almost be sentenced to death.

The people in the Zhao family were already unstable, but they still had to save face, especially at this time. As long as Zhao Minghan, the head of the family, did not show up, everything would be uncertain.

"What should we do then?"

Zhao Mingde was like an ant on a hot pot, and had lost his former rationality.

And there were only two choices left for Zhao Minghan!

...

The outside world was already surging.

Motai Peak was thriving.

Chen Mo held five third-level pill recipes in his hand, as well as several third-level spell drawing methods. As long as he was given enough time, not to mention catching up with the behemoth like Xianwumen in a short time, immortal gates like Bafang Pavilion and Shizhenmen would naturally be able to compete with them.

However, in the entire Motai Mountain, except for Chen Mo, the spiritual planters at the foot of the mountain felt unprecedented pressure!

In the past, they had planted giant bone spiritual rice for so many years, and they only harvested about 100 kilograms per mu of land. Even if they left half of it, it would be enough for them to earn a lot of spiritual sand.

But this year, after receiving new seeds from the immortal gate, problems arose!

In spring and summer, they could hardly find that except for the more developed roots and stems, there was not much difference from the giant bone spiritual rice.

But as the spiritual rice began to hang ears, the day-by-day changes in the field not only did not surprise them, but made them panic!

That's right!

Now it is autumn, and the rice stalks are already full of rice ears.

Clusters and densely packed, it is completely different from previous years!

He Zhiping finally removed the weeds in the field and looked at the Tianyuan spiritual rice in the field, stunned.

Of course, this is not the first time he has done this.

Until Miao Chen came to him and woke him up.

"Is this really spiritual rice?" Miao Chen also sighed in disbelief.

"Yes...Is it?"

"This acre of land has at least 400 to 500 kilograms!"

You know, it's not just their few acres of land that have a good harvest, but the whole mountain and field, the entire Ziyun Peak! No! The whole Motai Mountain is a scene of good harvest!

These spiritual plant husbands have been farming for a lifetime, and have never seen such a grand scene!