"Woo-"

"Crying Shizi...... Counting your age, you're almost sixty-three. ”

Outside the Baiyue River, after Ling Jiao met Li Qing, she wiped her face and cried, and Li Qing also sighed when she saw this.

After the incident of Jianwu Emperor's Mausoleum, Li Qing left before returning to Beijing, when Ling Jiao was practicing Rong Ku Zen Gong as a fake eunuch in the cold palace, and Cheng Rong withered the mantle, when he was nine years old.

Now more than 50 years later, Li Qing is full of gray hair, but Ling Jiao has retained her former appearance because of her cultivation.

It is only the appearance of the head that remains the same, and the skin of other parts of the body is aging as it should be.

Li Qing has never seen Ling Jiao when she grows up, but she has seen Ling Jiao's portrait.

"Uh......h Master Ruoshui, I only think it's so difficult to cultivate immortals. Ling Jiao said aggrievedly.

"It's okay, this is not an era of seeking immortality, don't talk about you when cultivating immortals, it's the same for other people, don't you look at those immortal cultivators who crawled out of the grave, tell me about your experience over the years." Li Qing comforted.

Ling Jiao slowed down for a long time before she calmed down and slowly talked about the past years.

"I went north to ...... back then"

Ling Jiao's experience in the past slowly emerged in Li Qing's mind as she recounted.

It turned out that Ling Jiao went north to look for Li Qing, and after meeting with the innate grandmaster named Ruoshui, she found that it was not Li Qing herself, so she planned to return to Daqian.

However, that person said that Bingfeng Country had a cultivation immortal realm and invited Ling Jiao to join.

Ling Jiao's search for Li Qing was only one thing, and she had the heart to ask for immortals, so she stayed for a while.

After entering, Ling Jiao found that it was not the Immortal Cultivation Realm at all, it was only a small Fang City of the Xiuzhen Family, which was dominated by the royal family of the Ice Maple Country.

Nafang City is the same as today's Baiyue Fang, all of which are planted with Tuyuan Ling rice to help practice, but the quality is not as good as Baiyue Fang.

Ling Jiao ate the spiritual rice, and her cultivation speed increased significantly.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Cultivating immortals, as if there was magic power, attracted Ling Jiao to plant spiritual rice, at the price of life power.

"Back then, I asked the White Lotus Sect to go to the Ice Maple Country to look for you, and I found that there were many innate grandmasters in the Ice Maple Country, but the longevity was generally not long, and the reason was to grow spiritual rice." Li Qing realized.

Ling Jiao said bitterly: "The royal family of the Ice Maple Country has a small number of spiritual roots, and they can cultivate martial arts masters into the innate for free in the form of a contract, and then allow them to be in the scenery of the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and then the innate grandmaster needs to enter the Fang City to plant spiritual rice to pay off the debt." ”

"I have my own spiritual root, I don't need to sign a contract, I only need to buy rice seeds and pay some rent to grow spiritual rice, my cultivation is extremely fast, and I am working harder and harder to cultivate spiritual rice, and I cultivate all the way to break through the fifth layer of qi refining."

"It's just that after the fifth layer of qi refining, the quality of the required spiritual rice is required to increase, and I don't have much left in my longevity, and if I continue to plant, I can only die, so I don't plant anymore, and then I urge the spell from time to time, and the damage is not enough to make up, causing the cultivation to slip into today's fourth layer of qi refining."

"The royal family of Bingfeng Country has a Fang City, why do you still join Baiyue Fang, isn't it beautiful to grow your own family?" Li Qing asked.

"They can't compare to Baiyuefang, no matter the rice species, planting experience, or scale, they are not as good as here, and Wang Ruhai gave some preferential conditions, so they came over."

Ling Jiao replied: "I also came to my senses after hearing about the changes in Lancang Mountain, and I didn't plant spiritual rice anymore. ”

"You, you're still in the immortal cultivation barrier, but it's also human nature." Li Qing can understand Ling Jiao's mental journey of farming, and put himself in his shoes, if he doesn't have a monument, I'm afraid he will also fall into the strange circle of farming.

Ling Jiao glanced at her mouth: "What can be done, my master Rong Ku died early, and Master Ran Bing only took me for five years, and no one taught me." ”

Li Qing: "......"

Li Qing continued: "It's not too late to wake up now, you cultivate immortals and seek the Tao, you are alone, without a husband and no children, you can not live forever, there is not much difference between living eighty years old and living one hundred and twenty years old." ”

"Like a flying eagle, he has a large family, so I persuaded him to just tease his grandson and take care of his old age."

Ling Jiao smiled: "Master Ruoshui doesn't need to comfort me, in fact, I have already thought it through, when I heard that immortal cultivators crawled out of the grave, I felt that my experience of folding my life and farming to seek immortals was nothing, compared to them, I was a happy person." ”

"They have been sleeping for more than 2,000 years, and when they are awakened, they have lost their chance to live forever, which is really pitiful."

"I just saw you, an elder, after many years, and I just had the heart to talk about it."

When Ling Jiao was young, she wanted to argue with Li Qing about the eunuch and palace maid, but now she has no such thoughts.

"That'll be fine." Li Qing nodded.

He was quite happy to see the old man.

Nowadays, there are not many people who can be called old people.

Led by Ling Jiao, Li Qing also officially entered the Baiyue River.

Li Qing said the purpose of the trip from time to time.

After hearing this, Ling Jiao shook her head: "Baiyuefang has only been established for more than ten years, and everyone is very poor, except for planting spiritual rice, it is not easy to do anything else. ”

Along the way, the appearance of Baiyue Fang gradually came into Li Qing's eyes.

Many years have passed, and Linghu is still the same.

Baiyuefang was built on the site of the former Fang City, and the center is a dense building area covering an area of one mile.

There are a total of 75 squares, and each square is a spiritual rice planting area.

The outermost part of the square is faintly surrounded by the aura of formation.

This is also the remnant formation of Fang City in the past years, which should be reset by Wang Ruhai after some repairs.

Li Qing stopped in a spiritual rice planting area.

This is a planting area, about five acres of land, in the east, west, north, south, five positions, there is a spiritual platform, in the spiritual platform, respectively, there is a layer of qi refining monks running the five elements exercises.

In addition, there are two other martial arts poles walking in the field with hoes in their hands, weeding and removing insects, saving these sundries from competing for the hard-won aura.

There were also three qi refining cultivators running around the fields, staring at the spiritual rice plants with all their attention, and exhaling at the spiritual rice they were staring at from time to time.

A total of 10 people work in a planting area.

Li Qing was stunned.

Ling Jiao explained on the side: "Farming is like this, we have to work together, the five people in the Lingtai are the spirit planters, and they are using their life force to attract the five elements to gather the spirit array, and those who take the hoe are regarded as the spirit planters." ”

"If you combine seven people, you can get a piece of Lingtian and have the basic income of the lower grade Lingmi."

"As for the three exhalers, they are spirit planters, but they are concentrating on some mutated spiritual rice to help them evolve, and there is a chance to raise medium-grade or high-grade spiritual rice."

"How is the harvest calculated?" Li Qing asked.

"Lingtian is counted as the master of the spiritual plant, because these five people are thirty-year contract workers, not only counting the spiritual seed and leasing costs, five acres of spiritual field, the five people can keep half of the income, and the rest will be handed over to Fang City." Ling Jiao said.

"Half of it?" Li Qing was surprised, this pure day job, it was still half divided into five people, and he had to pay the Lingzhifu and Lingzhifu.

"Half of it is almost half, the price of the spirit seed is high, and the Fang market protects the safety of the spirit field, and we only keep thirty percent of the income by renting the spirit field like this."

"How many years did they have to lose that year?" Li Qing said again.

"According to the situation, each piece of spiritual field, the spirit planter needs to gather the spirit for three hours a day, so calculated, a year needs to be broken for one year, if the spirit planter is diligent, nine hours a day to gather the spirit, one year will be three years old."

Li Qingwen is silent, he is really a capitalist who eats people and does not spit out bones.