Seeking Immortals

  Chapter 59 Vampire Spirit Field

   "Wooooooh—"

   "Why are you crying... Considering your age, you are almost sixty-three."

  Outside Baiyue River, after Ling Jiao met Li Qing, she wiped her face and wept. Seeing this, Li Qing also felt emotional.

  After the incident of Emperor Wu's Mausoleum was built, Li Qing left before returning to Beijing. At that time, Ling Jiao was nine years old when she was working as a false **** in Lenggong to practice Rongku Chan, inheriting Rongku's mantle.

  Seeing you again after more than fifty years now, Li Qing has gray hair all over her head, but Ling Jiao has retained her old appearance because of her good looks.

   Only the appearance of the head remains unchanged, and the skin on other parts of the body will age as well.

  Li Qing has never seen the grown-up Ling Jiao, but he has seen Ling Jiao's portrait.

   "Woo...Master Ruoshui, I just think it's as difficult as cultivating an immortal." Ling Jiao said aggrievedly.

"It's okay, this is not an era of seeking longevity. Cultivating immortals is difficult, not to mention you, and it is the same with other people. Why don't you look at those cultivators who crawled out of their graves, and tell us about your experiences over the years." Li Qing said comfortingly.

  Ling Jiao waited for a long time before she calmed down and slowly talked about the past.

   "I went north..."

  Ling Jiao's experiences in the past, as she narrated, slowly emerged in Li Qing's mind.

  It turned out that Ling Jiao went north to look for Li Qing, and after meeting the innate master named Ruoshui, she found out that Li Qing was not himself, so she planned to return to Daqian.

  But the man said that there is a world of cultivating immortals in Bingfeng Country, and invited Ling Jiao to join.

  Ling Jiao's search for Li Qing is only one thing, and she has a heart of seeking immortality, so she stays for a while.

   After entering, Ling Jiao discovered that it wasn't the realm of cultivating immortals at all, it was just a small city of cultivating families, dominated by the royal family of Bingfeng Kingdom.

  Nafang City, like Baiyuefang today, grows Tuyuan Lingmi to help practice, but the quality is not as good as Baiyuefang.

  Ling Jiao ate Lingmi, and her cultivation speed increased significantly.

   This feeling is especially wonderful.

  Cultivating Immortals together seems to have magical powers to attract Ling Jiao to plant Lingmi, at the price of life force.

   "Back then, I asked the White Lotus Sect to go to Bingfeng Country to find you, and found that there were many innate masters in Bingfeng Country, but the longevity is generally not long, and the reason is to grow Lingmi." Li Qing suddenly realized.

Ling Jiao said bitterly: "The royal family of the Ice Maple Kingdom has a few spiritual roots, and they cultivate martial arts masters for free in the form of a contract, and then allow them to live in the world for more than ten years. Lingmi pays off the debt."

   "I have my own spiritual roots, so I don't need to sign a contract. To grow spiritual rice, I only need to buy rice seeds and pay some rent. My cultivation base has risen extremely fast, and I have worked harder to grow spiritual rice. My cultivation base has broken through the fifth level of Qi refining all the way."

"It's just that after the fifth level of Qi refining, the quality of the required spiritual rice needs to be improved, and I don't have much life left. If I continue to plant it, I can only die, so I don't plant it anymore. Later, I activate spells from time to time, and the damage is not enough to make up for it. In order to slip down to the fourth level of Qi Refining today."

   "The royal family of Ice Maple Kingdom has Fang City, why do they still join Baiyue Fang, wouldn't it be beautiful to grow their own?" Li Qing asked.

   "They can't compare to Baiyuefang, regardless of rice variety, planting experience, and scale, they are not as good as here. In addition, Wang Ruhai gave some preferential conditions, so they merged."

  Ling Jiao replied: "I also came to my senses after hearing about the changes in Lancang Mountain. I didn't plant Lingmi anymore. After so many years, I thought Master Ruoshui died, so I didn't look for it again."

   "You, you are still in the barrier of cultivating immortals, but it is also human." Li Qing can understand Ling Jiao's mental journey of farming, and put himself in his shoes.

  Ling Jiao glanced at her mouth: "Is there any way, my master died early, and Master Ran Bing only took me for five years, no one taught me."

  Li Qing: "..."

  Li Qing continued: "It's not too late to wake up now. If you cultivate immortality and seek the Tao, you will be alone, without a husband and children, and you will not live forever. There is no big difference between living 80 years and 120 years old."

   "Like a flying eagle, he has a big family, so I advise him to just care about his grandchildren and take care of him for the rest of his life."

Ling Jiao smiled, "Master Ruoshui doesn't need to comfort me. In fact, I have already thought it through. When I heard that the immortal cultivator crawled out of the grave, I felt that my life-saving experience in farming and seeking immortality was nothing. Compared with them, I'm a happy man."

   "They have been sleeping for more than two thousand years, and when they were awakened by someone, they cut off their chances of immortality. It is really pitiful."

   "I just saw you, an elder, after many years, and I just wanted to tell you."

  Back when Ling Jiao was young, she wanted to argue with Li Qing about eunuchs and maids of honor, but now she has no such intentions.

   "That's good." Li Qing nodded.

   He was very happy to see his old friend.

   Nowadays, there are not many people who can be called old friends.

  Leaded by Ling Jiao, Li Qing also formally walked into Baiyuechuan.

  Li Qing stated the purpose of this trip from time to time.

  Ling Jiao shook her head after hearing this: "Baiyue Fang has only been established for more than ten years, and everyone is very poor. Apart from planting Lingmi, other businesses are not easy to do."

  Going all the way, the appearance of Baiyuefang gradually came into Li Qing's eyes.

   Years have passed, but Linghu remains the same.

  Baiyuefang was built on the old site of Fang City in the past. The center is a dense building area covering an area of ​​one mile.

  There are seventy-five squares in total, and each square is a Lingmi planting area.

   At the outermost edge of the grid, there is faintly surrounded by the aura of the formation.

   This is also the remnant formation of Fangshi from the past, and it should be reset after some repairs by Wang Ruhai.

  Li Qing stopped at a Lingmi planting area.

  This is a planting area, about five acres of land, in five locations in the east, west, north, south, and middle, there is a spiritual platform, and in the spiritual platform, there is a first-level monk who refines Qi and performs the five-element exercises.

  In addition, there are two martial arts masters walking in the fields with hoes in hand, weeding and removing insects, so as to prevent these debris from competing for the hard-won aura.

  There are also three Qi-refining monks running around in the fields, staring at the spiritual rice plants with all their attention, and exhaling at the spiritual rice plants they are staring at from time to time.

  A planting area with a total of ten people working.

   Li Qing was speechless.

  Ling Jiao explained from the side: "The same is true for farming, and we must cooperate. The five people in the Lingtai are the masters of Lingzhi, and they are using their life force to attract the five elements to gather spirits. The one who holds the **** is considered the husband of Lingzhi."

   "With a combination of seven people, you can secure a piece of spiritual land with the basic income of inferior spiritual rice."

   "As for the three people who exhale, they are spiritual planters. They gather some mutated spiritual rice to help them evolve. There is a chance to grow medium or high-grade spiritual rice."

   "How is the harvest calculated?" Li Qing asked.

"Spiritual fields are counted as spiritual plant owners. Since these five people are 30-year contract workers, not only spiritual seeds and leasing fees are counted, five acres of spiritual fields, five people can keep half of their income, and the rest will be handed over to the Fangfang City." Ling Jiao Road.

   "Just half of it?" Li Qing was surprised, this is purely free labor, and five people still share half of it, and they have to pay Ling Zhifu and Ling Zhi teacher.

   "Half of it is almost the same. The price of spiritual seeds is high, and the market protects the safety of spiritual fields. We rent spiritual fields for scattered cultivators, but only keep 30% of the income."

   "How much life will they lose in that year?" Li Qing asked again.

"According to the situation, each piece of spiritual field requires the master of the spiritual plant to gather the spirit for three hours a day. Calculated in this way, one year will be reduced by one year of life. Three years will be lost."

  Li Qing Wenzhi is silent, he is really a capitalist who cannibalizes people.

  (end of this chapter)