Spring goes to autumn, and the year ends.

"This little thousand mountains are like the same in all seasons......

Jiang Ming looked up at the sky, now the outside world should be cold and cold, everything is withering, but under the shroud of Xiaoqianshan's formation, the aura here is full of energy, the climate is suitable, the trees are luxuriant, and there is no sense of cold.

This is naturally not for the sake of beautiful scenery, but to create the best growing conditions for this spiritual field all over the mountains......

"It's almost time to harvest today!"

Jiang Ming counted the time, walked out of the courtyard with a small wine gourd, and walked towards his spiritual field while drinking the wine leisurely.

It had been nine months since he first planted spiritual rice, and it was time for the third harvest.

With the steady rise in the level of farming, Jiang Ming's yield of one acre of land is now more than three buckets more than others, and three acres of spiritual land can be harvested every season, and three multi-spirit stones can be earned.

"It's twelve or thirteen pieces a year, plus the Lingzhi Hall's income and extra money, maybe there are really fifty spirit stones in the bag......

Jiang Ming calculated in his heart, and felt that this Spirit Plantation Hall was not bad, if he could stay so peaceful and peaceful, save up money to buy some spells and spells, and then find a chance to learn alchemy or something, it would really be great......

Lingtianzhong.

More than a dozen mortals were pouting their buttocks, harvesting rice with scythes, and then they had to go to the open space in front of Jiangming Courtyard to make spiritual rice with a mill......

Seeing Jiang Ming coming, these mortals greeted each other in fear and awe, and they worked harder one by one.

For these mortals, being able to find a job to do things for immortal cultivators is similar to a windfall from the sky......

Of course, risks and benefits coexist, although fighting is forbidden during the day, but if you encounter a bad-tempered immortal cultivator, some of them will kill these mortals......

"But for me, the life of this little mountain is also comfortable......

Hiring these mortals to work only costs some silver taels, and compared with the value of the spirit stone, it is almost the same as Tu Kela, but it saves Jiang Ming a lot of effort.

But even these ordinary labors can be like this, and those high-level jobs of alchemy and so on are not something that mortals can mix......

Jiang Ming inspected the circle and told the leader not to be lazy, and he was ready to leave.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang......"

Suddenly, a figure ran over from the ridge next to him and shouted enthusiastically.

"Old Guzi ......"

Jiang Ming glanced at the visitor, it was a half-white haired third-layer old man who practiced qi, and he was farming on Xiaoqing Peak like him.

This is the most common group of people in Xiaoqianshan, who are old and low in cultivation, and don't know anything else, but because they or their families can't lie down, they can only make a living by planting spiritual fields......

Although this old Guzi is an immortal cultivator, he farms here during the day, but he is reluctant to rent a cave at night, but leaves Xiaoqianshan and lives in a small city with a thin aura in the outside world......

"If you can buy a house by farming, how can the old men of Xiaoqianshan buy high-grade elixirs and exquisite magic weapons......

Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, this old grain has been planting spiritual rice here for fifty years...... Maybe for the rest of my life, I will continue to plant.

However, this kind of thing, he doesn't need to remind Lao Guzi to understand, but he may still have a trace of fantasy in his heart, maybe he wants to make a windfall one day, or maybe one day the old man will make a big show of kindness and reduce the price of the cave mansion......

Jiang Ming shook his head, put these thoughts behind him, threw the wine gourd to Lao Guzi, and said with a smile, "Got the number?"

"Thank you, Brother Jiang!" Lao Guzi's eyes lit up and he took the wine gourd, carefully poured a little into his mouth, and then respectfully returned it to Jiang Ming, handing over a note with runes printed on it:

"Well, this is the slip I just bought...... Brother Jiang, your number is really not easy to arrange, you work five times a month, and from the time I ranked the number to now, Lingmi has already received two stubbles!"

A master of deep grade smoke

The immortal cultivator of the rain technique, that is definitely the fragrant gluttony in this spiritual field, Jiang Ming's information has just been disclosed by the Lingzhi Hall, and it is known by many people, who snatched their scalps to beg him to give rain.

Moreover, although Jiang Ming has little attendance, he does his best when he works, and he has also accumulated some good reputation in the circle of immortal cultivators who farm the fields.

The old man named Lao Guzi said humbly, "Brother Jiang, you must help me...... This last season's harvest is up to you."

Jiang Ming took the slip, glanced at it to confirm the authenticity, and sighed: "Forgive me, brother, my cultivation is low, I still have to cultivate, and I have to do things for the hall, and I can't go to work every day......

In fact, Jiang Ming was just used to sleeping lazily and didn't want to work.

The more you work and the more you earn, the more you will be red-eyed......

"Of course, of course...... The adults in the Lingzhi Hall are busy, I know it!"

Lao Guzi hurriedly nodded and said, the number of people in the Lingzhi Hall is scarce, but it is in charge of thousands of acres of spiritual rice fields and spiritual medicine fields in Xiaoqian Mountain, and it is well-known to be busy.

While speaking, Lao Guzi also hurriedly offered a few soybean-sized broken spirit stones, for the bottom casual cultivation, planting a year's land can only earn three or five spirit stones, and the complete spirit stones are almost carefully hidden at home, and rarely taken out.

Jiang Ming took the spirit stone, then nodded, and walked towards the old valley.

To be honest, he was a little sympathetic to Lao Guzi...... But sympathy is sympathy, and you still have to pay attention to the rules when doing things, and if you don't follow the rules here, it is not only easy for people like Lao Guzi to be despised by people, but also easy to get into trouble from your peers.

Lao Guzi's spiritual field is full of eight acres, Jiang Ming showed the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi training, and it took him most of the day to apply all the spiritual rice to the smoke and rain technique.

"It's finally over, and the aura is almost exhausted...... I'm so tired!"

Jiang Ming's face was pale and panting, and he secretly estimated in his heart, the first time he gave Lao Guzi rain, it took almost half of his spiritual power, although he did not break through in the past half a year, but his spiritual power has become more and more profound and condensed, and now he has watered Lao Guzi, but he can't even use Sancheng's spiritual power......

It is also getting closer and closer to his breakthrough in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and maybe he will be able to break through before his own next harvest of spiritual rice......

Lao Guzi hurriedly handed over tea and a bowl of simmered pig's trotter rice, which was ordinary white rice mixed with a little spiritual rice, but it was fragrant and appetizing. ….

"Have a heart......

Jiang Ming cocked his thumb, I'm afraid that Lao Guzi himself is reluctant to eat this thing.

He sat casually on the ridge, ate clean under Lao Guzi's nervous gaze, and then patted Lao Guzi on the shoulder and left.

Lao Guzi looked at the empty bottom of the bowl, but he grinned happily, saw that it was getting late, and hurriedly turned around and walked down the mountain, humming a little song along the way, estimating this season's harvest......

……

Lingzhi Peak.

The base camp of Lingzhi Hall, the most precious medicinal materials of Xiaoqianshan, are basically planted here, and in the surging medicinal fields on the mountain, the value of each medicinal material is above a spiritual stone, which is worth an acre of spiritual rice.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's here!"

At the intersection at the bottom of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a fourth-level qi practice greeted Jiang Ming.

On the bright side, the two of them are both fourth-level qi practitioners, but Jiang Ming, who has mastered the profound level of smoke and rain techniques, has to go up two small steps in the Lingzhi Hall, except for the late stage of qi training, he is almost the highest status of the wave of people.

"Duan Ping, you are on duty today!"

Jiang Ming greeted warmly, and was about to continue walking up the mountain, but the middle-aged man named Duan Ping suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said:

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhong Gui came here in the morning today, saying that his idle hands were itchy, and he had applied all the six or seven medicinal fields that should be rained today......

"What?"

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he pretended to be angry:

"And what did he let us do? As the old saying goes, immortal cultivators can't be too idle, and when they are idle, they are easy to breed demons and become slack...... We work on that stick of incense every day, and he still has to grab ...... Are you trying to spoil my Dao heart?"

Although there are a lot of medicinal fields in Lingzhi Peak, cultivating elixirs is not a matter of raining every day, and after Jiang Ming came, he learned that sometimes it is a coincidence that there are more than a dozen medicinal fields every day, and if it is not coincidental, it is possible to only have one or two......

"Senior Brother Jiang is angry, angry!"

Duan Ping smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zhong Gui said, everyone is busy tonight, and the Yuqiong Building celebrates its third anniversary, so we have to go and taste it, is it to make our spiritual rice taste as it should be...... lest the rice made is not delicious, and the reputation of our Lingzhi Peak will be ruined!"

Jiang Ming nodded and said seriously, "This is a serious matter!"

"Also, the purple girl of Miaoyin Pavilion has brewed an improved version of osmanthus brewed with spiritual rice, and we also need to evaluate it......

Jiang Ming nodded again and again: "Then tonight is busy!"

"yes...... It's a lot of work!" Duan Ping slapped his thigh and said solemnly.

Then the two looked at each other, and they both smiled.

……

Yuqiong Building!

The top five restaurants in Xiaoqianshan, two people will need five or six spirit stones for a casual meal, which is worthy of the land that Lao Guzi can plant for a year.

More than a dozen figures rushed in through the back door, burrowing into a side hall in the corner of the second floor, and after a while, they were pushing glasses and changing glasses and drinking wine.

"Zhong Gui, if you steal someone else's job privately, I won't punish you...... Punish yourself three times today!"

A chubby immortal cultivator patted the table, it was Feng He, who had invited Jiang Ming to join Lingzhi Peak, as a great master of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, and also one of the real power figures of Lingzhi Peak. ….

"Hmph, who does Sanbei look down on, watch me perform for you to blow three pots in a row......" A tall strong man laughed, snatched the wine jug and poured it.

Everyone was in a commotion, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, except for Jiang Ming, Zhong Gui and a few other people who had mastered the profound level of smoke and rain techniques, there were actually not a few real members of the Spirit Planting Hall.

Except for the medicine fields in the base camp that need to be taken care of occasionally, those spiritual rice fields and other chores are basically taken care of by casual cultivation......

The work of Duan Pingren, who takes turns guarding the mountain gate, is already the heaviest...... Sending an official member to guard the door can also show that you are serious about your work, and if there are high-level officials from Xiaoqianshan who come to inspect, you can also welcome them in advance......

A young man with a thin figure and an ordinary appearance on the first seat raised his glass to Jiang Ming with a smile:

"Xiao Jiang...... Are you still used to being here for more than half a year?"

"Except for a little 'busy, unexpected...... I'm quite adapted!"

Jiang Ming hurriedly got up and replied, this man looks ordinary, but he is a major cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and Huang Chu, the hall master of the Spirit Planting Hall, is afraid that his age is more than two hundred......

"Okay, the essence of our spirit planting church lies in a 'busy, word, you can understand this, you have already entered the door......

Huang Chu didn't have a foundation at all, and said with a smile:

"Do it well, it's like being at home in our Spirit Plantation Church, just do whatever you want, and there won't be so much intrigue...... We can't get hooked up with a bunch of farmers."

Then there is a new round of cup and cup change, tasting the food......

"This Spiritual Plantation Church...... It's so busy!"

Jiang Ming was eating and drinking, and his heart was also extremely emotional, until he came in, he didn't know that the rumors about the Lingzhi Hall from the outside world were extremely busy every day, sorting out the Lingtian materials, all kinds of chores, and smashing a mountain in a hurry...... It's all a fake!

All the rumors are from this Yellow Hall Master...... Oh no, it's all the wind that the brothers of the Spirit Planter Hall let out...... Even the elders at the top of Xiaoqianshan seem to believe it, and they always allocate a lot of funds during the New Year's holidays and send people to ask for warmth, for fear that Huang Chu will pick on him and quit.

In fact, for those jobs, Huang Chu had already invited a formation master and engaged in fully automatic processing...... Send someone every day to replenish the spirit stones into the formation.

Of course, busyness is not fake...... Especially at night......

Jiang Ming has been here for more than half a year, and he has already identified no less than ten rounds of small and large restaurants in Xiaoqianshan...... He suddenly realized that this Spirit Plantation Hall didn't seem to have that

is so poor, farming and selling rice, it seems that there is a lot of oil and water to be fished......

On the wine table, Feng He was already shouting:

"Let's go, tonight is tight on time, the task is heavy, and I have to go to Miaoyin Pavilion...... Whoever ordered the spiritual rice will return it to me, and I can eat it without eating the staple food!"

Feng He slapped the table, led everyone to the scene, and went to Miaoyin Pavilion to taste osmanthus brewing, there were three spirit stones and a pot, and thirty pieces......

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ming returned to the cave refreshed, why is this called cultivating immortals!

……

A few days later, Duan Ping suddenly came to visit and brought Jiang Ming a storage ring.

"This is ......" Jiang Ming was taken aback, although the storage ring was not a serious magic weapon, but the lowest level was worth more than twenty spirit stones. ….

"Hehe, the dividends of our Spirit Plant...... A few of your senior brothers who have mastered the profound level of smoke and rain techniques have worked hard all year long, and they are more than us, but you have only been here for half a year, and you may be less than Senior Brother Zhong Gui......

Duan Ping frowned, then quickly turned around and left, sending it to the others.

"A year of hard work...... Jiang Ming looked at the storage ring in his hand, and his face was also a little strange.

Stay in this Spirit Plantation Hall...... It seems to be really good.

Buzzing~

Before Jiang Ming could check the storage ring, there was a sudden movement outside the door.

He pushed open the door and saw a burly gray-haired man standing outside the door, frowning and walking around.

"Qin Daoyou, what's the matter?" Jiang Ming frowned.

It was not long after he moved here that a neighbor who moved to his neighborhood, who seemed to have a shy pocket, rented a low-level cave house.

The two have met a few times, but their friendship is not deep, and they have never taken the initiative to visit each other.

When the gray-haired man saw Jiang Ming walking out, he hurriedly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "There is a chance, I don't know if Jiang Daoyou is interested......

Hearing the word chance, Jiang Ming's body instantly tightened, didn't he...... I've only been settled for a few years.

"Where's the chance?" Jiang Ming said tentatively.

"It's in the middle ......of the Fire Domain," the gray-haired man said quickly.

"Oh, no!" As soon as Jiang Ming heard that it was not the turmoil in this small thousand mountains, he immediately relieved his heart, and Peng turned his head and closed the door.

The gray-haired man was dumbfounded, and after a while, he cursed in a low voice, snorted coldly and turned to leave......

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