Dahuang Mountain is extremely vast, and its spiritual energy is much richer than that of the outer city of Dahuangfang City. There are tenant farmers who specialize in planting spiritual rice for the Five Elements Sect living on the mountain. They plant thousands of acres of spiritual fields, supporting Dahuangfang City's demand for spiritual rice.<

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Spiritual farmers rely on growing spiritual rice and earning spiritual stones to practice.

Before Jia Ren went to Yanbo Lake to fish for spiritual fish, he also considered going to Dahuang Mountain to plant spiritual fields.

The income is not high, but stability is better.

"Why did you come to Dahuang Mountain?"

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Jia Ren was spotted by a guard patrolling the mountain nearby, looking unhappy.

"Could it be that you want to steal spiritual rice?"

"Have casual cultivators gone crazy lately?! Stealing unripe spiritual rice!"

The spiritual rice is of great importance, and there are guards patrolling it day and night to prevent the monks from stealing the spiritual rice.

In previous years, we only needed to focus on preparing for the mature season of spiritual rice.

I don’t know what happened this year, but all the spiritual rice that hadn’t grown yet was stolen, and I was so poor that I went crazy.

"Jia came to Dahuang Mountain to find friends."

"Register!"

"Remember, you are not allowed to stay in the wilderness for a long time."

Jia Ren wisely left a spiritual mark on the mountain patrol order, and the patrol guards let him enter Dahuang Mountain.

Each monk has a special aura, which is difficult to forge.

The aura mark is left in the patrol order. As long as it appears within the range of the patrol order, the specific location can be accurately located.

If the stay time is exceeded, the patrol guards will come to chase you away.

Jia Ren left the mountain patrol station and went straight up the mountain along the aisle left by the terraces.

The green rice reaches half a person's height and is already heading into the ear, with tiny grains of sesame-sized rice hanging on it.

They sway in the wind, emitting a light aroma of grass and wood.

Green sprout rice?

It will take a few more months to mature. By then, new rice will be on the market.

"What do you want to do?"

There was a sound of shouting, and an old man wearing a straw hat and his exposed skin, which was tanned red, walked out of the field and stared at Jia Ren with a wary face.

Anyone who sees a strange face next to the spiritual field and looks at the immature green sprouts will feel uneasy.

Especially after the incident of stealing immature spiritual rice, it is particularly suspicious.

"I came to Dahuang Mountain to look for someone. I wonder where fellow Taoist Yang Bingzhi lives?"

Jia Ren didn't know where Yang Bingzhi lived, so he had to look for someone to ask for directions.

"It turns out I'm looking for Bingzhi! Could it be that he's here to help with pest control?"

"Going all the way up, there is a jujube tree in front of the door, which is his home."

"Forget it, I'll show you the way!"

There are a hundred households in Dahuang Mountain, and they are all familiar with each other.

Guessing that Jia Ren might have come to help with pest control, the old man became more enthusiastic.

After walking two miles, the two saw a jujube tree with small yellow flowers hanging in the distance, and smelled the light fragrance of jujube flowers in the air.

"Bingzhi, someone is looking for you!"

The old man shouted from a distance but did not hear any movement in the room.

"No one? Look at me, I almost forgot!"

"There has been an insect infestation recently. Boy Bingzhi should be killing insects in the fields."

"Follow me!"

Following the spiritual field, the two went around and around, and finally found Yang Bingzhi.

"Okay, that kid is in the spiritual field. The old man still has something to do, so I won't go over."

"Thank you!"

Without the help of the old man, it would be troublesome to find people in the wilderness.

"Fellow Taoist Yang Bingzhi, it's really hard to find you!"

Jia Ren stood outside the cemetery, sighing at Yang Bingzhi.

I searched for him many times in Fangshi, but no trace was found, so I had to come to Dahuang Mountain to look for him.

Yang Bingzhi stared at the spiritual field seriously, and from time to time used Geng's golden finger to kill the spiritual insects that destroyed the spiritual field. Every time a spiritual insect was killed, the corpse of the insect was thrown into the storage bag.

Most of the ordinary spirit insects are inedible and can only be fed to monk spirit beasts, so they don't expect to be sold at a high price.

Making money is a process of accumulating a little into a lot. If you accumulate enough spirit insect corpses, you can sell a few broken spirits.

"Jia Daoyou? Why are you here?"

Yang Bingzhi turned around and saw Jia Ren, with a look of surprise on his face.

Put down your pest control work and jog over.

"Young Daoist Jia, I think you want to buy earthworms. This is easy to do."

"Purchasing spiritual rice is a little troublesome. The spiritual rice in my hand is gone, and I am left with low-quality rice to eat."

Yang Bingzhi was a little embarrassed. He rubbed the mud on his hands and looked very reserved.

The two of them only had business contacts and did not have a deep friendship.

Yang Bingzhi was quite surprised that Jia Ren came to the door.

"Put the spiritual rice aside for now, I want to buy some insect eggs."

Purchasing Lingmi is easy, rice stores are always open, and we still have Lingmi in stock, which is enough for the time being.

Only the earthworms and eggs need Yang Bingzhi's help.

"Insect eggs?"

Yang Bingzhi looked strange and raised his finger to point in the direction of Lingtian.

"There is no need for spiritual stones."

"The ground is full of spiritual insects and insect eggs. I'll find them for you right now."

Jia Ren followed Yang Bingzhi and wanted to enter the spiritual field, but was stopped.

"The ground is full of mud, don't dirty the Taoist priest's robe."

"It's easy to get rid of pests and find eggs."

Perhaps because he has been cultivating spiritual fields, Yang Bingzhi's circle of friends are all in Dahuang Mountain, and he seems a bit 'humble' towards the monks in Dahuangfang City.

More of an attempt to please Jia Ren as a benefactor.

"It doesn't matter, we still need to identify the spiritual insect eggs. We don't need all kinds of insect eggs."

"The insect eggs in the spiritual field are also your property, so how can I let you work in vain?"

"There is an insect infestation in Lingtian. I can help in any way."

Jia Ren followed Yang Bingzhi into the muddy rice fields. His fourth-level spiritual sense was sharp, and he soon discovered insects gathering under the ears, leaf nodes, or roots of the rice.

There are both larvae and adults.

They may be large or small, so small that they are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

As big as a fist, he dares to attack the monks, he is very fierce.

Spiritual insects always eat the spiritual rice seedlings, which will inevitably cause the spiritual rice production to decrease, which is not a trivial matter for spiritual farmers.

"The hornworms are infested and there are hornworms everywhere."

The hornworm is a beetle about the size of an egg. It has a dark shell and a long pointed head and is good at burrowing into the ground.

Yang Bingzhi skillfully moved the golden finger, and a golden finger light passed by, killing the ground hornworm with precision.

When the hornworms sensed the presence of living people, they either hid in the ground or attacked the two of them.

In a short period of time, no less than a hundred of them gathered.

Yang Bingzhi is already tired of using Geng Gold Finger.

It's not that he hasn't mastered a more lethal spell, but that if he casts this spell, Lingmi will also suffer.

There are too many bugs, and the efficiency of killing them at a single point is too low, and they will not be able to kill them all.

I can only watch the hornworms wreaking havoc in the spiritual field and destroying the spiritual rice.
To be continued...