Although the seventh uncle, Zhang Mengyuan, is already sixty and eight, he is still immortal.

In the past ten years, he has married five concubines in a row.

Since he gave up the idea of seeking immortality at the age of thirty, Zhang Mengyuan has married sixteen wives and concubines for more than 30 years.

His wives and concubines were mortal, and in total fourteen children were born to him.

It's a pity that most of these fourteen children don't have spiritual roots, and only one child has spiritual roots, but the roots are not as good as Zhang Mengyuan, who is a monk of the four spiritual roots.

The difference in its qualifications can be imagined.

The older he gets, the more Zhang Mengyuan loves the children below, especially the minor son who can cultivate, and always wants to leave something for him.

So in the past ten years, Zhang Mengyuan has become more and more careful in his calculations.

used to be a very generous person, but recently he has become like an iron rooster.

Zhang Mengyuan packed up the spirit stone and began to teach Zhang Zhixuan the experience of cultivating the spirit field.

More than 20 acres of chalcedony rice has been harvested for more than a month, a few days ago just after irrigating once, from today began to turn the field, under the teaching of Zhang Mengyuan, Zhang Zhixuan used a hoe to turn over more than 20 acres of spiritual field.

The soil in these spiritual fields is rich in spiritual energy and is as hard as a stone. Therefore, the air permeability of the soil is not good, and every once in a while, you need to use a hoe to turn over the spiritual soil, and then break up large pieces of hard soil, so that the air can enter the spiritual grass through the soil.

The hoe in Zhang Zhixuan's hand is also a different mortal thing, but a first-order low-grade magic weapon, if it is placed in the mortal world, it is also a rare divine weapon, but unfortunately in the hands of immortal cultivators, this level of magic weapon can only be used as a hoe.

Zhang Zhixuan was already a sixth-level Qi cultivation monk, and when he reached this level, the monk had at least a thousand catties of strength in his arms, and his endurance level was far beyond that of mortals.

In one day, at least five or six acres of spiritual fields can be turned.

What's more, the seventh uncle Zhang Mengyuan is also an idle person, his cultivation is higher, he is already an eighth-level cultivator of Qi cultivation, with his help, two days later, the two of them turned over all the spiritual fields.

Time flies quickly, and more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Zhang Zhixuan has been working hard to cultivate the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Decision, even if he has a good understanding, but unfortunately he does not have a water attribute spirit root, and it is not convenient to practice this spell.

Although it took more than 20 days before and after, it could only be released once in five or six hours with the Dharma Platform and the Array Flag.

Not only is he slow to cast spells, but he is also very spiritually draining.

Each time he successfully unleashes the Gathering Soul Rain, his mana will be drained.

Although the spiritual field also contains aura, it is a pity that it is not as full as the spiritual energy of the mountain gate, and every time the mana is replenished, it will take at least three or four days.

Therefore, Zhang Zhixuan can only release the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Decision once in five days, and it will take half a month to water all the spiritual fields.

In recent days, the yellow sprouts have begun to fully ripen.

It takes five years for this kind of spirit grass to fully grow, and only thirty or forty spirit grasses can be planted in each acre of second-order spirit field.

Of the 30 acres of spiritual field in Zhangjia, only three acres are planted with yellow bud grass, and there are more than 100 plants in total.

Yellow Bud Grass is a second-order mid-grade spirit grass, which can refine second-order middle-grade Golden Bud Pill.

Every time the yellow bud grass is completely ripe, the family's alchemy pavilion in Fang City will be closed.

Alchemists will also come here to open the furnace on a large scale to refine the Golden Bud Pill.

"If you look closely, as long as there are golden grass sprouts, it means that the yellow sprouts have completely matured.

This spirit grass is about three feet tall, and once it matures, a topaz-colored sprout of one inch long will grow at the top, this kind of sprout is the most important treasure of the yellow bud grass, which can be used to refine the golden bud pill.

Once the yellow buds are sharp, they should be picked quickly.

Once it exceeds an hour, the yellow buds will wither, and this spirit grass will be useless, and five years of hard work will be wasted.

Once the yellow buds are picked, they can be stored for three days using sandalwood and jade as containers.

Therefore, whenever the yellow bud grass matures, the alchemist of the family will come in advance and try their best to refine these yellow bud grasses into pills as quickly as possible.

Once refined into the Golden Bud Pill, it can be stored for three years, and at that time, it can not only be distributed to the family monks to increase mana, but also can be taken to the Fang Market to exchange for spirit stones.

This elixir, because it can be refined on a large scale, is the treasure of our family's alchemy pavilion.

Every time the Golden Bud Pill was refined, the nearby cultivators would be ecstatic. In a few months, the Golden Bud Pill in the shops in Fang City will be swept away. "Because he received Zhang Zhixuan's twenty lower-grade spirit stones in advance, Zhang Mengyuan's attitude has been better in recent days, and he has become more and more dedicated to teaching.

But if there is anything that needs attention, he must carefully advise him in advance.

Just as the two of them were using the sandalwood box to collect the yellow bud grass, a communication jade talisman slowly flew in.

Zhang Mengyuan took the communication jade talisman and took a closer look, and said to Zhang Zhixuan with a smile: "The yellow bud grass has just matured, and you Jiubo and they have already come." ”

He put the sandalwood box aside and opened the formation unhurriedly.

Outside the formation, seven or eight monks had already arrived at the gate.

The first one was older, looking like he was about fifty or sixty, and the rest were in the prime of life.

The old monk was a tall cultivator, with a hint of majesty on his body.

The cultivation of the remaining people is relatively low, and the best one has just practiced the fourth level of qi, which is far inferior to Zhang Zhixuan, who has just come down the mountain.

The old monk was none other than the fourth elder of the family, Zhang Mengquan, a second-order high-grade alchemist.

Zhang Mengquan is also a Three Spirit Root Cultivator, and he has been cultivating to the ninth level of Qi cultivation for more than ten years.

It's a pity that the family doesn't have the ability to provide him with Tsukidan, and without Tsukidan to warm his body and reconcile the true yuan, it will be extremely dangerous for the monk to build the foundation.

A three-spirit root monk like him has less than a 10% chance of succeeding in foundation building, and if he can't succeed, he will immediately die in danger in the process of foundation building.

Zhang Mengquan was not a monk of the Great Dao of One Heart, and he did not dare to take the risk of building a foundation for many years.

Now that he is sixty-five years old, his qi and blood are beginning to lose and decay, and even with the help of Tsukidan, the probability of building a foundation is not more than one percent.

For this point, he himself is very clear that he has missed the best age to build the foundation, and he has long lost hope of building the foundation.

The monks behind him not only included the apprentices of the Alchemy Pavilion of Fang City, but also the low-level monks of Lushan County, such as the county commander, the county lieutenant, the head catcher, and the city patrol.

Everyone followed into the small courtyard, and several people were busy in the county seat of Lushan County, and began to pick up bundles of crystal clear wood from the carriage outside.

These logs are golden all over, and they contain a little aura inside, and they don't look like ordinary wood.

Seeing Zhang Zhixuan's eyes staring at these woods, Jiubo Zhang Mengquan smiled and said: "This is Xuanyang wood, which is considered a first-order low-grade material.

The Zhu family in Liucheng has a large garden, which is planted with this kind of thing, and it can produce a lot every year.

The price is also quite cheap, and there is only one low-grade spirit stone for every three bundles.

Our family does not have the fire eye of alchemy and refining tools, and we can't use earth fire alchemy, so we can only use this kind of wood that contains aura.

This thing burned, and the temperature of the flame was very high, although it was not as good as the earth fire, and it was not as good as the true fire of the foundation building monk, but it was enough to refine the low-level spirit pill. ”