Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Why are you here?"

"The harvest is better this year, and there is still some grain left."

"More?" Wei Wuwei was a little surprised. Fifteen acres of spiritual fields, the grain tax alone can empty a spiritual farmer.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually has surplus grain?

But a cart of grain is placed in front of him, and he can't refuse it!

"How much in total?" Wei Wuwei asked.

"Seven hundred kilograms, a little left over per acre."

Having said that, Wei Wuwei laughed and stepped forward to pat Chen Mo's shoulder, as if all the barriers and haze did not exist at all: "Look, look! I told you, it will definitely not hurt to contract more spiritual fields! It is absolutely not a problem to harvest an extra thirty or fifty kilograms per acre!"

"Thank you, Manager Wei!"

Chen Mo clasped his hands and bowed.

"Come on, come on, I will pay you the spiritual sand after I finish weighing it here!"

Wei Wuwei didn't expect that the boy in front of him was actually a good farmer!

He was really surprised that one acre of spiritual field could harvest about 250 kilograms of spiritual rice, which really surprised him.

Of course, for grain stations like them, they naturally hope that there will be more and more spiritual plant husbands. Who doesn't hope to earn more?

Especially in such a disaster year!

The two of them exchanged a few words in a fake manner, and soon Chen Mo got another 70 taels of spiritual sand from the Niu family shop.

At this time, he told the real purpose of this trip.

"Manager Wei, I raised four spiritual birds last year, which is considered to be a stepping stone. This year I want to expand the scale of breeding."

"Oh? Raising spiritual birds? Good! Good!"

Wei Wuwei was delighted. It turned out that those who are capable should do more work!

"Then I wonder if Manager Wei can introduce me. I want to build a chicken shed around my residence."

As soon as this was said, the other party reacted instantly: "Do you want to set up a defensive spiritual array?"

"If there is no protection against evil spirits, I am afraid they will all die in one night."

Wei Wuwei nodded. This is also a regular demand.

It is normal for the spiritual plant husband to pay and the spiritual array master to set up the array!

The other spiritual breeding officials also did this.

"Okay! Then you wait for me for a few days, and then I will directly invite the spirit formation master over, how about that?"

As he said that, Chen Mo took out ten taels of spirit sand and stuffed it into the other party's hand, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Wei!"

After seeing him push the cart away, Wei Wuwei looked at the spirit sand in his hand, and then looked at his back, and for a moment it seemed a little unreal.

After a moment, he seemed to have a little understanding.

He raised his mouth, chuckled, and said to himself: "It seems that he doesn't care about the ten taels of spirit sand!"

...

With a huge sum of three hundred taels of spirit sand in his pocket, Chen Mo wandered around the Guchen Market.

He went to the shop where he bought the blue python robe, and originally planned to buy a magic weapon, but after seeing the price and efficacy, he temporarily gave up.

He originally planned to go to Yunyou Bookstore again, but he met an acquaintance on the way!

That's right!

It was the vendor who sold him the mysterious seeds two years ago.

When Chen Mo saw the other party enter the Wenxiang Pavilion, he thought for a moment and followed him in.

Hongyan, who was greeting him outside the door, greeted him with a smile when she saw him coming.

"Chen Daoyou, long time no see. I thought you disliked us."

Looking at the other party's smile, Chen Mo laughed at himself: "I'm just a farmer, how can I come here often!"

"No way!" Hongyan pretended to be unhappy.

"Do you know that person just now?"

"Who?"

"The one in the green robe, with long hair and a mustache."

Hongyan looked inside and finally saw Yi Tingsheng sitting on a bench drinking sake.

"Him! A casual cultivator who loves adventure, he is also a regular customer here. He comes here every once in a while, and every time he comes, he will look for Qiao'er. Are you looking for him?"

Chen Mo nodded and said, "I'll go in and take a look."

"The same rules?"

"Let's have a pot of Xianren Peak first. Sister Hong is busy, so let Yuxi come to accompany her for a while."

"Okay!"

Hongyan smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed. There has been no business for too long, and Wenxiang Pavilion is a little bit struggling to make ends meet.

Chen Mo stepped into the atrium hall and went straight to Yi Tingsheng's table.

Regardless of the other party's surprised look, he directly pulled out a bench and sat down. Qiao'er, who was talking and laughing on the side, was slightly stunned, then looked at him and said, "Do you know him?"

Yi Tingsheng looked at Chen Mo and seemed to have no impression, "Who are you?"

"I bought some seeds and planted them in the ground. They originally produced some fruits, but they all rotted in the ground before they could be picked. In addition, the land and the surrounding area became exhausted of spiritual energy, and spiritual rice could no longer be planted."

Seeing the other party talking, Yi Tingsheng's face became redder and redder.

Unexpectedly, this is the victim who came to the door!

He vaguely remembered that the other party seemed to have bought seeds from him, but how could he admit it?

How could he spit back the spiritual sand he got?

"Daoyou, you recognized the wrong person."

As he spoke, Hongyan came over with a pot of Xianrenfeng.

Qiao Er, who was standing by, stood up and bowed to her, "Sister Hong."

"Oh, you two are friends. Come on, come on, Daoyou Chen and I are both your beauties. Daoyou, I will buy you this pot of sake today."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to fill Yi Tingsheng's cup.

At this moment, this casual cultivator who had been adventuring outside for many years showed a strange look in his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that the other party was a spiritual plant husband!

It was unexpected that Lingzhifu could enter Wenxiang Pavilion, but it was unexpected that even Hongyan, the manager of Wenxiang Pavilion, gave him some face!

What is the identity of this person?

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I'm not here to ask you for spiritual sand!" Chen Mo smiled slightly, "I wonder what your name is?"

"Yi Tingsheng."

"You and I are destined to be together, why don't we make friends?"

Yi Tingsheng was a little hesitant. The Lingzhifu in front of him was a little strange. He didn't know what his purpose was in chatting up him!

"I've been running around outside all year round, my head is tied to my belt, and I don't know when I will lose my life. I think I'd better forget it."

The other party's refusal did not surprise Chen Mo.

Of course, he didn't take it to heart.

If one or two words can make the other party let down his guard, or even really call him a brother, then Chen Mo will still suspect whether the other party has bad intentions.

After all, the mysterious cave mentioned by the other party is Chen Mo's real purpose!

The cave that can grow spiritual fruits may have other good things in it!

"It's okay. If you have spiritual plant seeds in the future, you can sell them to me."

"You want more?" Yi Tingsheng was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect that after being cheated once, they would still dare to buy seeds from him?

He knew the specialness of the red fruit. He almost got into trouble at the beginning! Otherwise, he wouldn't have set up a stall to sell them!

"Of course!"

Yi Tingsheng was happy when he heard it.

He took out a bag of seeds directly from the storage ring and spread it on the table.

"I still have so many here. If you want 50 taels of spiritual sand, I will sell them all to you."