Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Harvest of Spiritual Rice
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Lin Qing's head was as big as a fight, and she asked Tang Ruan Ruan, who had been standing nearby, waiting to watch her show her skills, with a stupid face: "Ruan Ruan, is this the same when you practice?" ā
Tang Ruan Ruan shook his head awkwardly, and then nodded violently.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, that's how I tried the first few times." Tang Ruan Ruan's eyes wandered, and his two index fingers were placed in front of him in small circles, "It's just, it's just, after a few more tries, it's done." ā
In the end, the voice was as low as a mosquito.
Seeing Tang Ruanruan's look of "Because you are my good partner, I really can't bear to hit you", Lin Qing still didn't understand anything, she thought tiredly: Cultivating immortals, it's so difficult for older young women, it's really pit after pit!
However, she has always been a person who does not admit defeat, and suddenly cheered up again, and smiled at Tang Ruanruan: "Oh, it seems that my foundation is relatively poor, I have to think more about it, and I can always succeed." ā
Tang Ruan Ruan immediately continued: "Yes, yes, try a few more times, you can always succeed, like you are slow to draw qi into the body, but it is very fast to advance to the second layer, and the technique is also the first contact, it must be the same reason." ā
Lin Qing saw that he had delayed Tang Ruan Ruan for half a day, so he said: "Ruan Ruan, you can be busy with yourself first, I will summarize the experience." ā
Realizing that he was here, Lin Qing's pressure might be greater, and Tang Ruan Ruan returned to his own few acres of land in a good manner.
Standing by the bucket with a hoe in his hand, Lin Qing analyzed the problem from multiple dimensions such as physical, psychological, skill, and understanding of spells, but still did not find out the reason.
Hard, maybe think about it from a physical point of view?
However, in this immortal cultivation world, the monks with flying heads are telling you that Newton's several major laws are here, and they are all a beautiful nonsense!
After thinking about it, she decided to take it slowly.
If you can't find an answer to a question after thinking about it for a long time, it means that you are either drilling into the horns, or the weather at this second is not suitable for studying such a deep question. So, put it aside for a while, find something else to do, and maybe look back and see what happened.
So, Lin Qing picked up the hoe and went to her farmland.
As the sun fell, Tang Ruan Ruan came over to care about the progress of her technique.
The two squatted on the edge of the ridge, and Tang Ruan Ruan asked, "How is it?" ā
Lin Qing waved his hand, his eyebrows frowning slightly: "This rain technique, I still can't attract water at present." ā
Ruan Ruan listened, touched her fleshy chin, and then patted her shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry about this, take your time." ā
"Well, it's in a hurry." Cultivators discussed with each other and could absorb a lot of experience, Lin Qing asked Ruan Ruan, "How did you become there?" ā
Tang Ruan Ruan thought about it and knew everything: "I don't know the specifics, I was hungry that day and rushed to eat, so I wanted to finish watering the land quickly, and the water was naturally attracted by me, and later, I slowly controlled it, and I was able to water it evenly." ā
Lin Qing listened thoughtfully, and was about to try again when he heard the sound of gathering in the distance.
The assembly order was issued by Sun Xuehai, the elder brother of the outer gate.
After all the outer disciples who planted the spiritual field were in place, Sun Xuehai announced: "Everyone, this season's spiritual rice has basically matured, and you have worked hard for many months to cultivate it. I have received an order from the deacon hall that the spiritual rice will be harvested from tomorrow, and within ten days from now on, the outer door farming disciples will have their own fields, and after the harvest, they will be handed over to the miscellaneous disciples to dry and husk, and after the spiritual rice is put into the warehouse, the outer door farming disciples can get one out of fifty, and the field miscellaneous workers can get one in eighty. ā
After hearing this, all the disciples happily dispersed to the Lingtian, and the miscellaneous disciples cheered even more.
To tell the truth, in the sect, the one who has the least cultivation time and the most work is the miscellaneous disciples, and this sharing alone has made them very happy, whenever they see the sweaty work of the miscellaneous disciples, Lin Qing will have a sense of compassion.
In the world of cultivating immortals, qualifications determine the starting price of disciples, and people are divided into three, six, nine, and so on, and everyone has their own way to go. Compared with the miscellaneous disciples, the outer sect is lucky, they can do less miscellaneous work and can have relatively more time to cultivate.
For miscellaneous disciples, they may have more opportunities than mortals.
In the realm of cultivating immortals, miscellaneous disciples also have the opportunity to cultivate, in addition, due to the nourishment of aura, there is no need to worry about mortals suffering from diseases, if nothing else, the lifespan is longer than that of ordinary mortals. However, more miscellaneous disciples have been stuck in the Qi training period, and they have been depressed all their lives, and they have to suffer from the exploitation of the sect and the bullying of their peers, so they choose to be mortals or monks, they are like fish drinking water, and they know their own warmth and coldness.
In order to survive and develop better, Lin Qing secretly warned himself that before having absolute strength, immersing oneself in cultivation is the last word, and at the same time, at any time, the bottom line of morality must not be lost, and the original intention of cultivation must not be forgotten.
"Our sect is still relatively generous, the outer sect can get one out of fifty, my father said, some sects, the harvest of the outer disciples basically have to be handed over, and the miscellaneous disciples don't even think about it." After listening to Senior Brother Sun's announcement, Ruan Ruan pulled Lin Qing and walked back.
"I won't be cultivating tonight, have a good rest, and harvest spiritual rice tomorrow." Ruan Ruan was planning for tomorrow, and glanced at the few acres of rice fields that Lin Qing was in charge of and the area she was responsible for, and saw the gap, her little eight-figure eyebrows drooped, and she said bitterly, "Qingqing, you grow much better than me, if I don't have enough to eat, you have to help me." ā
Seeing Tang Ruanruan's bitter face, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh: "Of course it's no problem." ā
The sect provides basic meals for a fee, and because the spirit stones it claims to receive are lower than the cost price, the quality and quantity are quite cruel.
Immortal cultivators don't pay attention to diet, originally, the things they cook are not delicious, and if it is a big pot of rice, it is even more tasteless.
Moreover, in order to train the disciples, they will not be provided with sufficient food. As the saying goes, half the size of the child, eat the poor family, Xiang Linmen said that he is also under a lot of pressure.
Most of the disciples are Qi cultivation disciples, and they can only obtain energy by ingesting food, and the spirit plant class is in great demand among the low-level disciples, so this season, the spiritual rice is about to ripen, and the farming disciples are full of happiness.
Lingmi is different from ordinary rice, it is not a spring planting and autumn harvest, its growth period is as long as more than a year, Lin Qing has missed the planting time when she was brought to the sect, so she received a few acres of land that had been planted seedlings halfway, after ten months of cultivation, these acres of rice fields that were originally sick are now full of vitality and fruits.
"If there is any surplus, we can exchange it for spirit vegetables and spirit fruits, and maybe we can also exchange it for spirit stones." Lin Qing also felt that she had planted a lot of spiritual rice, and she didn't know what the quality was, but after she turned it in, she would know it if it was evaluated by the Deacon Hall.
"Yes, yes, also, find a senior brother to exchange some spirit meat for a tooth sacrifice." Tang Ruan Ruan added excitedly, as if the fragrant spirit meat was already waiting for her.
The next day, a group of people were in full swing into the harvest business, after many days of busyness, Lin Qing only finished harvesting all the spiritual fields she was responsible for, although the body was pulled out of countless holes by rice, when she saw the golden rice piled together, her heart was also full of emotion.
Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.
A peck and a drink, she believes that she does not ask for a return, but there will be a reward.