Old Tong has not changed much from before, with gray hair, a goatee, and a sect steward's robe.
I remember that I was only at the third level of Qi Refining at the beginning. At this age, I am still able to advance to the sixth level of Qi Refining. I must have taken a lot of spiritual pills.
"Get up, we are old friends after all."
Bai Zichen couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The four people sitting at a table at the tea stall in front of the mountain gate met again in Qingfeng gate.
"The little old man has been working in the fields, but the reputation of the elder is also very popular... A grandson of the family has reached the age where he can practice cultivation, and he wants to be named by the elder."
Old Tong knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, so he knelt twice more.
"This is a little apprenticeship ceremony I prepared, and I would like to ask Elder Bai to take a look."
"I have no intention of accepting a disciple, so it goes without saying... When you become an outer disciple, you will also be taught by deacons. This is how everyone came here."
Bai Zichen expected that the other party would make this request, so he naturally refused.
"The little old man knows that Elder Bai has a noble background, and most people definitely don't have the qualifications. My grandson only wants to be a registered disciple. I have been a spiritual farmer all my life, and I have no hope of building a foundation. I just hope that he can change his destiny... You see
Look at this apprenticeship ceremony."
Old Man Tong seemed to be possessed by a demon and believed that his grandson could only have a future by becoming a disciple of Bai Zichen.
Bai Zichen reluctantly took a brocade bag that Old Tong held above his head. It was bulging, as if it contained a lot of things.
"Is this an improved large-scale spiritual rice? It doesn't look like blood ginseng rice..."
The brocade bag was opened, tilted slightly, and a handful of plump and slender rice grains fell into the palm of the hand.
This kind of spiritual rice is full of vitality. Each grain is as long as a finger and has broken away from the shape of rice grains.
Just by smelling it, you can feel the fragrance of Lingmi, and even feel like your appetite is whetted.
It is definitely a spiritual rice that can have a significant effect on foundation-building monks.
"Second level top quality spiritual rice, Dragon Tooth Rice!"
Old Tong read word by word, staring at the brocade bag, his eyes red as if it were a treasure.
"This is a wild spiritual plant that I picked up while inspecting the terrain of the spiritual field near Feiyue Lake. According to the sect's rules, this kind of unexpected resource discovered by an individual has full control over it. It has been secretly planted in private.
In one round, thirty kilograms of dragon tooth rice were harvested, all of which can be used to make the next batch of spiritual rice seeds!"
"Is this enough for my little grandson's apprenticeship ceremony?"
The corners of Bai Zichen's mouth twitched, Old Man Tong was really inexplicably persistent.
He was certain that among the several spiritual rice inheritances within the sect, Dragon Tooth Rice was not included.
Since cultivating the five-crystal glazed body, he has been very interested in all kinds of body-refining elixirs and spiritual rice, and has read a lot of information.
Qingfengmen has an inheritance, and the only type of second-level spiritual rice that has been cultivated for a long time, and it is far from reaching the level of Longya rice.
What Old Man Tong just said is most likely true.
The wild second-grade spiritual rice seeds, according to Old Man Tong, have been planted once.
Then this apprenticeship ceremony is too valuable.
Longya rice seeds, coupled with supporting planting and cultivation methods, may be able to impress some Jiedan masters and let him accept a named disciple.
"Why don't you just hand it over to the sect and ask an elder to accept your grandson as a direct disciple? I think the sect will agree."
Bai Zichen poured the Longya rice back and began to seriously consider the matter.
"My grandson, like Elder Bai, has three spiritual roots. He has been fond of swinging wooden swords around since he was a child... Only by joining your sect can he have the chance to become a talent."
When Old Man Tong thought of his grandson, his eyes were full of doting.
"Please rest assured that as long as you are willing to accept my grandson, even if you become a registered disciple first, I will tell you everything about the Longya rice seeds and planting methods."
"But what's the use of having dragon tooth rice? Is it possible that I can find a piece of spiritual land to plant it myself... This kind of thing can only be of real use in the hands of large forces. Two or three acres of it is not even enough for personal use."
Bai Zichen clasped his fingers on the table. If he took Long Ya Rice every day, he would be able to increase his physical strength over time.
More importantly, this kind of second-grade top-grade spiritual rice, which has never appeared on the market in Montenegro, will definitely be snapped up by people once it comes on the market.
"You don't know, right? Last time I went back to the sect for a meeting, the ancient headmaster said that he would take bigger steps... He allowed the elders to contract the first-level and second-level spiritual fields of Feiyue Lake, as long as they turned in the corresponding spiritual rice every year.
"
Bai Zichen had not heard of the news revealed by Mr. Tong, so it was probably still in the negotiation stage.
Thinking about it, it is very possible that even if the number of disciples of Lingzhi Hall has increased several times, the number of new spiritual fields in Feiyue Lake alone will not be many times that of the new disciples.
The biggest issue for Old Man Tong and the guest from the Shennong Sect is the third-level spiritual field, and they only hope to achieve a truly big breakthrough within a few years.
Plant third-level spiritual rice and break the monopoly that every third-level spiritual rice must be purchased from outside through Wanbao Pavilion.
The remaining Lingzhi Hall disciples have a low success rate in safely developing second-level spiritual fields, and their main targets are first-level spiritual fields.
Therefore, in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the disciples, the tentative plan is that each elder can contract 500 acres of second-level spiritual land and 5,000 acres of first-level spiritual land.
Each year, you need to turn in 5,000 jins of second-level spiritual rice and 50,000 jins of first-level spiritual fields.
The contract period shall not exceed thirty years at most.
Once the minimum level of spiritual rice required for delivery is not reached that year, the contracting elder needs to bear the difference himself.
When Bai Zichen heard about this plan, it was obvious that he was trying to please the six elders in Feiyue Lake.
Except for the six of them, the other elders are thousands of miles away from each other to buy real estate. When the time comes, there will be no suitable candidates to keep an eye on the output of the spiritual field, so the risks they have to bear will be even greater.
"Longya rice is harvested once a year. According to Old Man Tong, every acre can produce thirty kilograms of spiritual rice... This business can definitely be done."
After a little calculation, you will know that as long as this spiritual rice business grows in scale, it will be a huge profit.
"Did Senior Brother Gu say whether he would submit this contracting proposal?"
"President Gu said it will be held next week, and there will be several issues to be voted on."
"I am the first person to know the spiritual fields on Feiyue Lake... When the time comes to pick out a connected piece for Elder Bai, I will know exactly which spiritual field is the most fertile and where the harvest is most abundant."
Old Tong was uneasy. He hadn't heard the reply to his grandson's request yet, so he couldn't settle down.
"Next month, what is your grandson's name?"
With adequate personnel and proper operation, tens of thousands of spiritual stones may be earned in a year.
Bai Zichen was worried that he didn't have enough spiritual stones, so he planned to form a caravan.
Someone brought me a pillow as soon as I fell asleep. How could I let it go?
"Tong Huan... According to Elder Bai, his name is Tong Huan."
Old Man Tong's wish was fulfilled, and his excited voice was intermittent.
"Let's go and see now which area of spiritual land should be chosen to be the most suitable for growing dragon tooth rice."
Bai Zichen did what he thought of, and took out the colorful white clouds and flew into the sky with Old Tong.
The entire Feiyue Lake water area is divided into three areas suitable for farming.
According to what Mr. Tongtong said, the cultivation of Longya rice requires very high water resources, and it needs to be watered twelve times a day.
To do this, one has to hire a large number of disciples to get up in the middle of the night and cast clouds and rain every hour.
Or choose to build a special watering tool next to the lake, divert water from Feiyue Lake, and automatically spray it every once in a while.
"Here, here, and here... are all suitable for planting dragon tooth rice. Elder Bai, you can recruit a group of spiritual planters first. When this news is announced, spiritual planters will become even more popular."
Old Tong was high in the air, using his many years of farming experience, he stretched out his hand to point out a few locations.
Lingzhitang's goal is progressing. Not even one-third of the 8,000 acres of second-level spiritual fields have been cultivated and planted with spiritual rice.
Bai Zichen kept everything in mind silently, and once the elders' decision to contract the spiritual field is passed, he will apply for the second-level spiritual field first.
As for the first-level spiritual field, it depends on the number of spiritual planters you have recruited during this period.
Bai Zichen sent Old Tong back and left the bag of Longya rice with him. As for the specific cultivation techniques, he would not be able to truly teach him until Tong Huan became his name.
Back at Baiyu Tower, Bai Zichen called Lu Song and Cai Heng in front of him.
"I only have one thing to tell you. In the next month, I want you to search frantically for disciples with spiritual planter experience, and once you find them, try to recruit them into your team as much as possible."
"You can even spread the word. The one with the best performance may be accepted by me as a registered disciple..."
If we only count the 500 acres of second-level spiritual fields, and Old Tong has the general control, there will be one spiritual planter for every twenty-five acres, so a total of twenty spiritual planters will be needed to take care of it.
There are still 5,000 acres of first-level spiritual fields. Even if one spiritual planter can take care of a hundred acres, fifty spiritual planters are needed.
'No wonder Gu Xisheng wants to introduce the system of elders contracting spiritual fields. The sect alone will not have enough power to cultivate them all if it develops for hundreds of years. It is better to stimulate the potential of each elder and let them invest their personal efforts.
For every acre of sect developed, you can enjoy a little more feedback.'
Bai Zichen decided that since there was really not enough manpower, he would go back and select a few people from the Bai family.
The Mozhubai family is famous for cultivating spiritual bamboos, but cultivating spiritual rice is also an important source of income.
Therefore, there are many children in the Bai family, and their farming skills are not weak. With Yimu Qingshen Technique in hand, the harvest of the spiritual fields they take care of is always two or three points higher than others.
Of course, Lu Song and the others did not dare to comment on the reason why Bai Zichen did this, and they immediately divided into two groups.
Cai Heng first went to the dock of Feiyue Lake. This is where the handyman disciples gather. Those who do not have fixed duties use this place as a place for communication.
He himself came from among the handyman disciples, and he was the best at dealing with these people, and he quickly became mingled with the large group of strange handyman disciples.
Lu Song went to the branch of the General Affairs Office in Feiyue Lake and issued an elder mission in the name of Bai Zichen.
Recruit first-level mid-level spiritual planters and above to work for half a year, with no limit on the number of personnel, and the reward is Elder Bai Zichen's guidance on cultivation difficulties once.
A few days later, there was a rapid vibration on the elders' token, indicating that there were important matters that required all the elders to evaluate.
"I have to go this time. The elder's contract for the spiritual field is probably also in this discussion, so don't let anything go wrong."
Bai Zichen sat on the colorful white clouds and wandered back to the mountain gate where he had not seen him for a long time.