After testing the vitality power of Yimu Divine Thunder, Chen Mobai became interested.

He started to ripen all the spiritual rice grown in Xiaonanshan again, and found that there were still some restrictions.

First of all, this ripening does not ignore the grade of the spiritual plant itself. For example, a first-level spiritual plant can only be ripened to the first level at most.

Of course, occasionally there are some strong individuals in the first level who may grow to the second level, such as the hybrid between Qingke spiritual rice and Polygonatum odorifera spiritual rice. But even if Zhuo Ming takes care of and cultivates it with all his heart, this

Only three spiritual rice plants in one acre of land have grown to the second level.

As for this ripening, the vitality of Yimu Divine Thunder only plays a catalytic role. The main source of energy for the maturity of spiritual rice is the earth energy of the spiritual field where Xiaonan Mountain is located, as well as spiritual energy, etc.

Chen Mobai started to ripen the acre of green jade bud spiritual rice, causing the original second-level spiritual field to fall to the first level.

However, there is sufficient ground energy in Xiaonanshan. If we change planting and fertilizing next year, the lost ground energy can be recovered.

Moreover, the ripening object must be more than half grown, so that it can withstand the dripping power of vitality.

If a seed is ripened, it will be depleted and will be killed by the powerful force of vitality.

After several days in a row, Chen Mobai finally had an accurate understanding of the vitality power of Yimu Divine Thunder.

If it is not a key spiritual plant, it is better not to use this technique, because it is a bit of a waste.

That is to say, here in Donghuang, if it is the Immortal Sect, this kind of behavior that damages the spiritual veins and the earth's energy is not allowed.

"Ming'er, I see that you are practicing Jiu Ren Dharma Body, so I will use this piece of Polygonatum odorifera rice to replenish your body."

On this day, Chen Mobai started to ripen a second-grade Polygonatum odorifera rice. He broke off a section himself to taste it, and threw the remaining whole root to Zhuo Ming.

"Master, this is so precious!"

Zhuo Ming was holding a piece of Polygonatum odorifera rice that was about as thick as her forearm, about three meters tall and had more than a dozen knots. Her eyes widened and she shook her head repeatedly.

"The most important thing about physical training is to have enough energy and blood. You have eaten jade sprout rice for two years to replenish the foundation of your body, but if you want to practice Jiu Ren Dharma Body, you must take a lot of supplements."

"This second-level spiritual rice is just right, but your realm is still a little low. Mix it with the first-level spiritual rice and eat it first. Cook one portion every seven days, just enough for the body to digest it. Just wait until you finish eating and ask for it from my master.

.”

"According to my estimation, after five or six years, your Jiu Ren Body will be ready for entry. When the sect competition comes, even if you don't have enough combat experience, at least no one will be able to beat you."

As soon as Chen Mobai said these words, Zhuo Ming understood his good intentions. It turned out that he was still worried about her inability to fight.

"Thank you Master, I will not let you down!"

Zhuo Ming held the tall Polygonatum odoratum in her arms and said firmly, saying that she would definitely work hard in the future and definitely practice Jiu Ren Dharma Body so as not to embarrass the Xiaonanshan lineage.

Luo Yixuan on the side listened and wondered if she should also practice a water-type body-building method, so as not to waste the endless supply of various spiritual rice in the Xiaonanshan warehouse.

"What's wrong with this? Just practice normally. Don't feel pressured, and don't think that this spiritual rice is very precious. After ten years as a master, the entire sect can eat this second-level spiritual rice.

"

Although Chen Mobai's family conditions were average when he was a child, because Qingshan Village grew spiritual rice, his mother would mix a handful of second-level spiritual rice with basically every meal. Therefore, although he had a serious illness when he was a child, he had insufficient Qi and blood.

, but when he grew up, he actually became more powerful.

"Master, let me help you cook rice!"

At the foot of the mountain, Luo Yixuan took the section of Polygonatum odorifera rice that Chen Mobai broke off. After making a fire on the spot, she took out a flat stone from the storage bag to heat it, and then placed the bamboo section on it to bake.

stand up.

Immediately, a light fragrance will spread out.

Seeing this, Chen Mobai sat on a big rock, and Zhuo Ming also brought a pot of mountain spring water.

After a while, the two apprentices brought over the boiled mountain spring water and spiritual rice.

"You guys should try it too."

Chen Mobai smiled and cut open the section of Polygonatum odorifera rice. The fragrance of the bamboo after roasting was combined with the simple and rich aroma of the rice grains, forming a refreshing fragrance. The rice grains were even and full, crystal clear, as if they were pure white grains.

Jade, soft, fragrant and white.

"Thank you, Master."

Lingmi is the mildest spiritual plant. Luo Yixuan has perfected her qi training. Zhuo Ming, as a seventh-level qi training and physical exercise practitioner, can take a small bite. Chen Mobai made a stroke with his right hand and gave the best-tasting end of the bamboo mouth.

Got them.

Just as the two women were eating Yuzhu rice with happy faces, a messenger talisman lit up from the distant horizon.

Luo Yixuan immediately stood up to help take the messenger talisman and handed it to Chen Mobai.

"Senior Brother E and Senior Brother Yuan are back. Let's pack up and go to Shenmu City with our master tomorrow."

Speaking of which, Chen Mobai may not have seen E Yun for a long time.

Meeting old friends is a very happy thing.

"Master, would you like to bring some Polygonatum odorifera rice?"

Luo Yixuan reminded her in a low voice. Chen Mobai slapped his forehead and immediately turned around to ripen another one before handing it over to his apprentice for help.

The next day, Zhuo Ming looked after the house as usual.

The master and the apprentice arrived at Shenmu City. There were already many people in Eyun's courtyard.

It was only in the evening that Chen Mobai took advantage of the lack of people and came over to visit.

"Senior Brother E, try the spiritual rice grown in my Xiaonan Mountain."

In the evening, it was the small circle of Zhuji. E Yun, Chen Mobai, Yuan Chiye, and Yue Zutao tasted the boiled Yuzhu rice, and they were all full of praise.

"Junior Brother Chen's talents are beyond me. As long as you want to do it, there is nothing you can't do badly."

When Chen Mobai went to farm in the past, Yuan Chiye still lamented in his heart that this man had no ambition to make progress, but now that he thought about it, he felt that he was shallow.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Whether it is farming, practicing swordsmanship, or even spiritual practice, Chen Mobai has reached the pinnacle, at least among his peers, he is number one.

"The level of cultivation is high, and I am only good at it. I hope that when it is our turn to take charge of the Shenmu Sect in the future, any of the disciples below will be able to suppress the party without us taking action. So I was wondering if I could

Every disciple was able to eat free spiritual rice, so he became obsessed with farming."

Chen Mobai's words caused the three people present to fall into deep thought. After a while, Yue Zutao shook his head and said that this matter was not easy to do.

The cultivation of first-level spiritual rice, supported by the sect with ten times its contribution, can barely sustain the use of some disciples, and some even need to purchase it from other immortal cultivating families.

Except for the disciples in the body-training department, who will ensure that they take spiritual rice and spiritual meat, the rest of the qi-training disciples basically use Bigu Pill to solve the problem of fullness.

It can only be said that the immortal cultivators here in Donghuang are not only ruthless to their enemies, but also ruthless to themselves.

Except for the elixirs necessary for practice, many people have stopped eating, drinking and having fun in order to advance their practice to a higher level. They are all focused on breaking through the realm and building a foundation.

Spiritual rice is a luxury product for many immortal cultivators.

However, E-yun and the others knew that if they took Lingmi for a long time, it would be helpful in building the foundation. At least the stage of rebirth would be easier.

"Achievements depend on people. I will propose this to the leader in the future. There are many abandoned spiritual fields in the giant wood ridge. I feel very sad when I see them. I will see if I can find a way to clean them up and plant all kinds of spiritual fields.

Lingmi.”

Chen Mobai talked about his wish, and everyone admired his ambition and ideals, and wished him success.

In Giant Wood Ridge, there are actually more abandoned spiritual fields than medicinal fields, estimated to be thousands of acres in total.

After all, this place was originally the logistics base for the entire Five Elements Sect, which a hundred years ago needed to supply the spiritual rice needed by tens of thousands of Qi-training monks.

However, due to the lack of manpower in the Shenmu Sect, they can only maintain the core and precious medicinal fields first.

The spiritual field is supported by ten times the contribution points. As long as the disciple is willing to farm, the seeds, formations, spiritual water, etc. are all provided by the Spiritual Planting Department for free.

Unfortunately, even so, there are only very few responders.

People like Chen Mobai are called outliers.

This day.

At Yin Qingmei's celebration party, Chen Mobai finally saw the long-famous Red River.

He is a young man who looks very quiet, wearing a white robe, with a tall and tall figure, handsome appearance, and very thin lips. He is sitting in his seat, smiling with his eyes narrowed.

Chen Mobai originally thought he was a very proud person, but he didn't expect him to be so kind.

"I've met Senior Brother Hong!"

After Chen Mobai gave Yin Qingmei a gift, he took the initiative to walk over and say hello to Honghe.

"Junior Brother Chen, I heard from Junior Brother E that you are very good."

Hong He smiled and nodded at Chen Mobai, then pointed to an empty table next to him and invited the latter to sit down.

"I don't like things that are too lively, but it's okay if I don't come to Junior Sister Yin's foundation celebration party."

After Chen Mobai sat down, Honghe started talking to him very familiarly.

The other disciples of the Shenmu Sect who walked in in twos and threes saw the scene of the sect's two generations of suppressive and invincible chiefs talking. Their footsteps were still brisk, and they couldn't help but become heavier. After giving the gifts, they carefully found a way to stay away.

The positions of the two people.

"Master wants to bring me and Junior Sister Yin together, but in fact I only have a brother-sister relationship with Junior Sister Yin. Because of this matter, we had some misunderstandings with Junior Brother Yuan at the beginning. We always wanted the opportunity to make it clear, but because we were busy guarding the Rain Country

, I didn’t return to my clan until today.”
To be continued...