Reincarnated in this world, although he has always been cautious and refrained from doing dangerous things such as hunting monsters.
But these six years have not been wasted in vain. It can be said that I have been climbing up cautiously.
First, it took him three years to adapt to this world. With his continuous efforts, he got to know several monks who were in the late stages of Qi refining.
Then he seized the opportunity to use a late-stage Qi Refining monk to get in touch with the steward of the medicine garden who recruited disciples. Finally, he immediately bribed the steward to join the Chiyang Palace, getting rid of the lowest status of a casual cultivator.
Create a stable practice environment.
Although the work in the Xuanmu Yam Garden is nothing for those monks who are really big monks and have a high background, it is still a good job. Many small monk families are willing to arrange such a job for their clan members.
Originally, according to the introductory book of Ling Zhifu in Chiyang Temple, if a Ling Zhifu in the middle stage of ordinary Qi training is in charge of all aspects of plowing, planting, hoeing, managing, harvesting, etc. when planting a spiritual field, then
Taking into account factors such as the concentration of spiritual energy, the time the monk spends on the spiritual field every day, etc., the maximum number of acres of first-level mid-grade spiritual field that can be taken care of is about six acres.
However, he seems to be quite talented in farming. In just one year, his attainments as a spiritual cultivator are no less than those of first-level spiritual cultivators who have been in charge of spiritual fields for decades.
On the other hand, although his attribute panel is useless and cannot be upgraded, it can be used to release other items. With the help of the attribute panel, he can truly cultivate intensively and solve the pests of each green corn plant, etc.
question.
Therefore, in the second year after entering the medicine garden, he took the initiative to apply for an additional two acres of spiritual land.
At the end of the second year, the green corn in Lingtian not only grew well, but the yield and quality did not decrease at all. The yield of eight acres of land was 210 kilograms per mu, which was more than the normal green corn yield of 200 kilograms per mu.
More and more.
At this time, a deacon from the Chiyang Temple came to inspect the spiritual field. Seeing his achievements, and in order to stimulate other spiritual planters and medicine garden personnel, he rewarded him with a first-class middle-grade medicine.
Blackwood sword weapon.
Although this Xuanmu Sword only has four layers of magical weapons inside, which is the lowest level among the first-order middle-grade magical weapons, because it is produced by Chiyang Palace, its quality is slightly better than that of other magical weapons.
It is worth about one hundred and ten spirit stones.
Although he now has a salary of six spiritual stones per month, twenty kilograms of low-grade spiritual rice worth two spiritual stones, and even a reward based on the excellence of the spiritual field planting when the spiritual fields are harvested, he has not considered the loss of cultivation.
Waiting for expenses, I can only accumulate twenty spiritual stones in a year.
It can be said that this magical weapon solved his urgent problem of not having an enemy magical weapon.
Otherwise, when you are facing an enemy, you can't just take out the Ling Zhifu's standard magical weapons distributed by the medicine garden - those magical weapons such as spiritual hoes and spiritual shovels and rush to fight against the enemy.
"Here, look at my spiritual hoe!"
Shaking his head to dispel the complicated thoughts in his mind, Zhao Yuan could not help but frown slightly, "I am a handyman. If you still want to climb up, then it is best to become an official disciple of Chiyang Palace.
With my above-average talent, when the time comes for Chiyang Palace to recruit disciples every five years, I should be able to directly enter and become a formal disciple of Chiyang Palace.
However, the treatment of the ordinary disciples of Chiyang Palace is very different from that of Ling Zhihu like me. Even if they want to obtain higher-level classics, they need to continuously complete tasks to obtain contribution points, and then use these contribution points to exchange.
Then I might as well stay in this medicine garden and accumulate spiritual stones to buy classics. When I have enough spiritual stones, I will go to the market to buy a copy of "The First Interpretation of Alchemy"."
After he learned the "Preliminary Explanation of Alchemy" and became an official disciple of Chiyang Palace, his status would be different again.
After all, Shangyang Danmeng, who was born in Chiyang Palace, started out by refining alchemy, so the status of disciples who have learned "The First Interpretation of Alchemy" is naturally much higher.
What's more, if he learns those alchemy classics, knows how to deal with common elixirs, and has a certain understanding of the properties, heat, etc. of medicines, then he can take over the task of working for the alchemists of the Alchemy Palace.
This type of mission is not only safe, but also offers rich rewards. If the alchemists who posted the mission were in a good mood and gave some pointers, they might save a lot of hard work.
While thinking, I saw a faint fragrance coming from the cooking pot in front of me. When I opened the lid, I saw plump and moist green corns squeezed into it.
As the green corn is eaten, you can soon feel the gentle spiritual energy rising from the abdomen, and then starting to travel through the limbs, strengthening the cultivation while also constantly warming the physical body.
"You have eaten a bowl of first-order medium-grade green corn, your body is being nourished, and your experience value is +1..."
After eating a bowl of spiritual rice, Zhao Yuan immediately began to practice and began to refine the spiritual energy in it. After a few hours, when he saw the words "experience value + 6" appeared on the system panel, he stopped practicing and prepared to set off.
Go to Surabaya.
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Outside Xiuzhenfang City, Surabaya County, Zhao Yuanping calmed down his magic power, and then looked up at Fangshi ahead again.
Although Surabaya is called Fangshi, it is actually a small town and the trading center for monks in the entire Surabaya County. He came here because the past few days have been the busiest days of the year in Surabaya.
assembly.
After passing the inspection by the city guards and being warned, Zhao Yuan successfully entered the city. In an instant, streets with flashing lights came into view.
At the door of the alchemy shop on the front left, which is close to the entrance, there are shop assistants holding a first-level low-grade magic weapon imager in their hands, introducing elixirs to the monks coming and going around.
Four years ago, he was also a member of this shop, and he was doing the same thing as the few boys doing now.
Not only this alchemy shop, but other shops also have their own methods. Illusions flash in front of the door, introducing their own characteristics to the monks passing by.
After passing through this most prosperous area and getting rid of a few female nuns from Wanhua Tower who saw his handsome appearance and insisted on letting him go in to experience it, he finally entered the free trading area.
In a short while, he came to a stall. On top of this stall were some low-level magic weapons or various low-level spiritual objects. Although the level was not high, it was better than complete.
The stall owner, Wang Boxun, was an old man in his fifties or sixties. He was in the late stage of qi training. When he saw Zhao Yuanlue coming here with some disheveled clothes, he couldn't help but laughed, "Hey, let me tell you, young people are very angry. Zhao Xiaoyou
I think I went to Wanhua Tower to have a good experience, but the lingering fragrance on my body has not dissipated yet."
Seeing Wang Boxun's lewd smile, Zhao Yuan did not think about refuting, but took out a small bag of spiritual rice from the storage bag and placed it on the stall, "Hey, come here and see what you do, old guy.
That’s it!”
Wang Boxun took the spiritual rice and weighed it in his hand. He knew it was ten kilograms of low-grade spiritual rice. He smiled and said, "It's strange. There are a lot of spiritual rice on the market, but I prefer your Chiyang Palace's green corn.
Fortunately, I can get part of it from you every month, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble to satisfy this appetite."
With that said, he put away the spiritual rice, picked up a bottle of elixir from the stall and threw it to Zhao Yuandao, "Hey, I won't take advantage of you. I will give you half a bottle of the first-grade low-grade Xiaohuangya Dan according to the old rules.
Although this is only a first-grade low-grade elixir, and its potency is not as powerful as the first-order mid-grade and first-grade high-grade Huangya pills, it is still pretty good in terms of cost performance. In terms of pure cultivation growth, this half bottle of elixir
The effect will be better than ten kilograms of spiritual rice."
After Zhao Yuan put the elixir into his storage bag, he picked up the Sishui Di newspaper that Wang Boxun placed next to his seat.
It is said that the Dibao first originated in secular dynasties and was used to inform the court about government affairs, but later it became popular among cultivators.
The Di Bao in his hand at this time is the Di Bao officially issued by Sishui Square. It publishes some of the latest news in the cultivation world of Sishui County.
Of course, in some small sections, there are also advertisements for shops in the market.
At this time, a piece of news about the Chiyang Palace and another force in the Di newspaper caught his attention, "The conflict between the Qingyuan Dan Alliance Branch Palace and our Chiyang Palace has intensified again?"
Hearing this, Wang Boxun couldn't help but roll his eyes, "You, Chiyang Palace, are outsiders. As soon as you entered the three southeastern counties, you had business conflicts with the local Qingyuan Dan Alliance. Over the years, disputes, large and small, have never stopped. Occasionally,
Isn’t it normal for conflicts to increase over the market for a new type of elixir or other reasons?”
Hearing this, Zhao Yuan also sighed. Although the situation was generally peaceful, in the invisible disputes, low-level monks continued to die in the conflicts.
After becoming a disciple of Chiyang Palace, you will inevitably encounter tasks that are more dangerous and cannot be refused.
On the contrary, if you work as a spiritual cultivator honestly in the medicine garden, although you will not have the chance to make a fortune, it will be better than stability.
After staying at Wang Boxun's stall for a long time and wandering around the market for several hours, Zhao Yuan rushed towards Xuanmu Mountain with a little disappointment.
He had always hoped to pick up good things from the stalls, but his golden finger could only check his own items, and there were a lot of question marks when he looked at the things on those stalls.
Two years ago, I thought I had a keen eye for spiritual materials and discovered an opportunity that other monks had not discovered. I spent ten spiritual stones to buy an unknown tortoise shell from a stall.
It was later discovered that it was a deliberate trap set by the stall owner. He used special means to process the tortoise shells and then put them on the stall for sale. However, he did not see through the treacherous plot and spent more than ten spiritual stones to buy a tortoise shell that was almost useless.
A first-grade low-grade spirit turtle shell.
After Wang Boxun found out about it, he kept teasing him about it, which made him a little bit unable to hold his head high. After all, this was not an achievement worth bragging about.
By the time we returned to Xuanmu Mountain, it was already midnight. Xuanmu Mountain was silent at night. Under the moonlight, a breeze came, and the clusters of Lingmi plants kept making the sound of branches and leaves clashing.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"
Zhao Yuan took out a futon and started practicing directly on the edge of the spiritual field. With his cultivation reaching this point, sleep was no longer essential. To a certain extent, he could use cultivation to replace sleep.
However, just when he was about to fall into trance, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a tiny "squeak" mixed in with the rattling sound. Although it was extremely subtle, it could not be ignored.
"Vole?" He opened his eyes in surprise and looked towards the direction of the sound, with a touch of joy on his face. Naturally, this vole did not refer to ordinary mortal voles, but one that had become a monster with high intelligence.
Jade rat.
These first-level spiritual rats gradually developed spiritual intelligence after secretly devouring spiritual rice in the medicine garden.
Because green corn is grown in this medicine garden, these field mice will have a touch of sapphire color on their bodies after they give birth to spiritual intelligence and become monsters, so they are named sapphire mice.
Little guys like the green jade rat also have the habit of storing food when stealing spiritual rice. After feeding themselves, they will steal a large amount of spiritual rice and transport it back to their caves to hide it.
At the same time, these little guys are also relatively sensitive to spiritual energy, and there may be some low-level spiritual objects he has found in the lair.
Therefore, once you can catch a jade rat or even find the cave where it lives, you can make a small fortune. Therefore, the handymen in the medicine garden are extremely enthusiastic about tracking the whereabouts of these little guys.
Two years ago, he picked up and lost more than ten spirit stones. Unexpectedly, his luck would come. After returning to the medicine garden, he found traces of a jade rat. After catching him, he also found several plants in his lair.
The first-order low-grade spiritual grass can be said to have slightly recovered the loss.
Previously, probably because he had just entered samadhi to restrain his aura and did not absorb external spiritual energy for practice, he did not disturb the spirit rat and let it touch this side.
At this time, as the rustling sound got closer, Zhao Yuan finally saw its appearance clearly.
In the spiritual field, a mouse the size of a palm, with sapphire-colored fur all over its body and a lustrous luster, was shuttled through the space.
After a moment, the magic power in Zhao Yuan's body moved silently, and he silently followed behind the jade rat.
The reason for not catching it immediately was because it was in the spiritual field and feared that the aftermath of the battle would cause damage to the spiritual field. On the other hand, it was naturally because I wanted to follow it to find its lair.
A quarter of an hour later, the green jade rat left the area of the spiritual field and headed towards the surrounding woods. After arriving in the woods, the green jade rat did not return to the nest immediately, but began to circle around continuously.
"This little thing is really cunning!" Zhao Yuan thought to himself, and found a low bush to hide in. He still had some patience.
After a while, the green jade rat finally felt relieved and prepared to return to its lair. Zhao Yuan was about to get up when he suddenly noticed a spiritual energy wave coming from not far away, and soon a monk had landed in a bush not far from him.
"Guanshi Zhao?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw that familiar figure through the gap in the bushes.
Manager Zhao is his immediate boss, and he has always been extremely mean. Even some of the senior officials of the medicine garden will deduct rewards from them, the spiritual cultivators.
Now, although I don't know what he is going to do here, I am now in an embarrassing situation. I can only continue to hide in the bushes, my breath is restrained, and I don't dare to show any movement.
As for the green jade rat, just let him be, he can still distinguish the priorities of things.