Lingbao Mountain's request for help, whether it was for the low-level monks of the Yaoyuan Water Realm or for the disciples of the Yaoyuan Daoist Academy, did not cause much turmoil.

For Su Ming, his spiritual life is still the same as usual.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

Yaoyuan Provincial Temple.

The fourth floor of the Heart Refining Tower.

A secret chamber with a closed door.

Su Ming sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the secret room, his eyes closed.

On his forehead, fine beads of sweat continued to roll down, wetting his sideburns and cheeks, and his robe was also soaked with sweat.

Obviously, Su Ming was enduring unimaginable pain.

In the midst of a fantasy.

Su Ming had already persisted for more than half an hour in the second level, and the total time added up, he had already persisted for more than an hour.

This time record has a faint tendency to catch up with the genius disciple of the Yaoyuan Daoist Academy.

After a year-long cultivation of the Heart Refining Pagoda, Su Ming's reputation among the disciples of the Yaoyuan Dao Academy became more and more famous.

In the teaching and training of the Taoist Academy, more and more people have begun to pay attention to Su Ming, a new generation of disciples.

Everyone is rumored that the Daoist Academy is about to give birth to a genius disciple again.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Su Ming opened his eyes abruptly and retreated from the illusion.

"No,"

Su Ming shook his head slightly, "I still can't break through to the third level." ”

Although he was able to endure the torture of sawing bones for more than half an hour, he still couldn't do it to the point where he was willing to eat and had no effect on him.

The pain of sawing bones was still a torturous punishment for him.

It's just that Su Ming's divine soul is strong enough, and his Dao heart is tough enough to hold on to the pain of sawing bones for more than half an hour.

"However, my divine consciousness is getting closer and closer to the level of the fourth layer of foundation building, and when I break through to the fourth layer of foundation building, I may be able to try to step into the third level."

Su Ming said secretly in his heart.

His consciousness unfolded again, and this time, his consciousness stretched to the point where it was more than three miles and almost four miles.

Indeed, as Su Ming said, there is only one step away from building the fourth layer of the foundation.

The Divine Consciousness of the third layer of the foundation and the Divine Consciousness of the fourth layer of the foundation, although from the external performance, are only one mile away from the scope of the Divine Consciousness.

But when it comes to the soul, there is a clear gap.

Although this gap was far from the level of qualitative change, it was enough for Su Ming to survive the second level of the Heart Refining Tower and enter the third level.

Now, Su Ming already knew that the record holder of the Heart Refining Tower of the Yaoyuan Dao Academy was also trapped at the limit of the second level.

In other words, the other party's divine consciousness is about the same as the third layer of foundation.

Maybe it's a little stronger than Su Ming, but the gap is already very small.

When Su Ming's divine sense reaches the fourth layer of foundation building, it is equivalent to stepping into the level of the middle stage of foundation building.

This level of divine consciousness, not to mention ordinary Daoist disciples, is willing to bow down even when Qin Jiao Xi comes.

After all, Qin Jiaoxi was only a third-layer foundation building monk, not much stronger than the ghost mother bodhisattva who was killed by Su Ming.

Get up from the futon.

Su Ming walked out of the secret room.

Walking to the door of the Heart Refining Tower, the disciples who came to the Heart Refining Tower to exercise the Dao Heart all paid attention to Su Ming.

Some disciples were about to move, and wanted to come forward to greet Su Ming, but when they saw Su Ming's appearance that no one was close, they all took root under their feet and couldn't move their legs.

Su Ming didn't care about the thoughts of these Daoist disciples who were all geniuses in the eyes of ordinary disciples, said hello to the foundation building monk who was guarding the Heart Refining Tower, and quickly left the Heart Refining Tower.

After Su Ming left, there was a sudden discussion among the crowd.

"That was Su Ming just now, right?"

"Yes, it's him, you just came to the Heart Refining Tower, it's normal not to know him, this person's divine sense, Dao heart, even among the disciples of the Dao Academy, are among the top ones."

The disciple who replied hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "I have heard from the teachings that this person is very likely to be determined by the Xianxia Sect. ”

"Guilty?"

Another monk was taken aback, "Can monks who study talismans be appointed as well?" ”

"Why not?"

The disciple who answered said with a strange face, "Second-order alchemists and second-order refiners can all be internally determined by the Xianxia Sect, why can't our genius disciples who learn spells and spells be internally determined?"

You know, in terms of combat power, we are the strongest among the monks of the same rank! ”

"That's different, we don't seem to be of much use to the sect."

The questioning disciple sneered.

"We are not of much use now, what about the future?"

Hearing this, the disciple who asked him stopped talking.

At this time, Su Ming, who was talking endlessly among the disciples of the Heart Refining Tower, had already returned to the courtyard of the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory courtyard.

The first thing Su Ming did was to take out the Hall of Immortals.

Because not long ago, the spiritual rice on Guangyuan Island was almost ripe.

Listening to Wu honestly, in these two days, the island will usher in a bumper harvest of spiritual rice.

Before and after, Su Ming paid too much in order to develop an immortal island.

Today, it is finally the day of the harvest of spiritual rice.

Although there were only more than 4,000 acres of spiritual land in the first year, everything was difficult at the beginning.

By next year, the output of spiritual rice on Guangyuan Island will usher in explosive growth, and at that time, Su Ming will have a real cornucopia.

Connect your consciousness to the Sword Immortal Golem through the Hall of Immortals.

Su Ming found that as his divine sense broke through to the third layer of the foundation building, the distance he controlled the Sword Immortal puppet had a new qualitative change.

He had tested, and now he controlled a sword immortal puppet, which could reach a distance of more than 15,000 miles at a distance.

It can almost control the Sword Immortal Puppet from Tianshu Island to operate on the Zhang family's Extreme Spirit Island.

If Su Ming had the current divine sense, he wouldn't have to drive a boat to go to Jiling Island two thousand miles away, just sit in the Yaoyuan Dao Courtyard and control the Sword Immortal puppet to go to the Zhangjia Sect.

It can be seen that although his strength has not improved much, the strike range has been improved.

From another point of view, the safety and security of Su Ming's deity has also been improved.

Controlling the Sword Immortal puppet from the low altitude of Guangyuan Island, which was a large area of spiritual field, Su Ming saw that among the more than four thousand acres of spiritual field, there were about 1,500 paper puppets busy in the spiritual field.

These newly added paper puppets are all farmer-type paper puppets that Su Ming has brought back from Yaojiang City for more than half a year and refined them.

And now Wu Laoshi has also become the steward of these 1,500 paper puppets.

In this year's time, Su Ming clearly felt the transformation of Wu Laoshi's management ability.

Before his death, Wu Laoshi was just a tenant foreman who managed a small village, and there were only about 20 tenants under his command.

Now, if a paper puppet is counted as a household, Wu Laoshi is in charge of nearly 1,500 tenants.

Although most of these paper tenants did not cultivate spiritual fields,

But the spiritual field to be cultivated in the spring of next year has been reclaimed, and when this batch of spiritual rice is harvested, it will be necessary to plant spiritual rice together.

At that time, almost 30,000 acres of spiritual fields in the entire Guangyuan Island will be planted together with spiritual rice, which is definitely a huge project.

Su Ming was sometimes worried that Wu Laoshi would make a mistake.

But at this moment, I saw 1,500 paper puppets harvesting the spiritual rice in an orderly manner in the spiritual field, hulling the spiritual rice, and then weighing the hulled spiritual rice and bagging it.

Su Ming knew that the 30,000 acres of spiritual land to be cultivated in the coming year would definitely have no problem for Wu Laoshi.

The speed of 1,500 farmer-type paper puppets was very fast, and it took less than a day to harvest, hull, weigh and bag all the 4,000 acres of spiritual fields.

The bagged spiritual rice was arranged by Wu Laoshi to be placed in the granary that had been built a long time ago.

He also specially reserved spiritual rice seeds for the spiritual field to be cultivated in the coming year, and only waited for the spring of the next year to cultivate together.

Wu Laoshi found that the two kinds of spiritual rice, Jinzhu rice and jade crystal rice, seemed to be more suitable for cultivation on Guangyuan Island.

Therefore, the spiritual rice seeds he reserved were all jade crystal rice.

Seeing that Wu Laoshi arranged everything in an orderly manner, Su Ming felt unprecedentedly comfortable, and it was not in vain that he worked hard to create a farmer-type paper puppet.

"Now that the spiritual rice has been harvested, I should also go to Guangyuan Island."

Su Ming muttered.

He went to Guangyuan Island, naturally, to take away the spiritual rice after the harvest.

There is no way, the Sword Immortal Puppet can't use the magic weapon, otherwise control it to put the spirit rice in a storage bag and send it to Su Ming, saving time and effort.

After thinking about it, Su Ming took out a messenger and left a message for Qin Jiaoxi that he was going to go out, and then went straight to the port of Tianshu Island.

As Su Ming shined in the Heart Refining Tower, Su Ming simply became a baby bump in Qin Zhen's eyes, for fear that he would have an accident like Zhang Jingchen at the beginning.

Not long after Su Ming sent the messenger, a messenger flew back soon, which was Qin Zhen's advice.

Shaking his head, Su Ming waved away the flame of the messenger and hurried towards the port of Tianshu Island without looking back.

The port of Tianshu Island.

A spirit boat headed from Tianshu Island to Guangyuan Island, five thousand miles away.

A day later.

Guangyuan Island is already looming.

At this moment, all the farmer-type paper puppets on Guangyuan Island are sleeping.

Before Su Ming went to the island, he directly put them into dormant mode.

On Guangyuan Island, which used to be noisy, a paper puppet fell into a state of standing still, whether in the house or in the field.

Su Ming docked the spirit boat at the deep-water port next to Guangyuan Island, and then landed on Guangyuan Island again.

Due to the protection of the formation, Guangyuan Island has been exceptionally peaceful this year, and has not been harassed by illegal repairs.

Through the outer smoke formation, Su Ming felt that his eyes suddenly opened up.

There is a feeling of entering a paradise.

Walking in the countryside and fields, the aroma of spiritual rice came to his nose, which made Su Ming's heart extremely full.

He walked to the granaries in one village after another, and put all the rice in the storage bag.

In the end, his second-order high-grade storage bag was almost full, and only then did he pocket the spiritual rice produced by the four thousand acres of spiritual field.

According to Wu Laoshi's weighing yesterday, the output of spiritual rice in Guangyuan Island is about 750 catties per mu on average.

More than 4,000 acres of spiritual fields, a total of about 3.09 million catties of spiritual rice.

With so much spiritual rice, if it is sold to Lingmisi, according to the purchase price of 1.4 spirit stones of Lingmisi and one hundred catties, Su Ming will probably be able to sell more than 43,000 spirit stones.

It is true that this spirit stone is nearly ten times worse than the nearly 400,000 spirit stones that Su Ming robbed of the Zhang family.

But this is only the first year.

As the farmer paper puppets under Su Ming continued to grow, the number of spiritual fields cultivated on Guangyuan Island continued to increase.

In a few years, Su Ming's annual harvest of spirit stones would be able to exceed 100,000, 1 million, or even more.

Moreover, with the increase in the production of Lingmi, Su Ming will be able to operate other industries in the future.

For example, spirit wine!

Compared with the Lingmi business, the Lingjiu business is obviously much more profitable.

It's just that a lot of the spirit wine business is controlled by high-level monks, and they have no background and strength, so they rashly enter the spirit wine market, and maybe one day they will be approached by a Jindan monk to ask for a discussion.

Running an industry in the world of cultivating immortals is not as good as in the previous life, it's not that you can make a fortune if you're good at business, there are many industries, there is no background and no strength, even if ordinary monks see business opportunities inside, they don't dare to touch it at all.

Lingmi is different, in Lanzhou, there are few monks who are willing to cultivate Lingmi.

In order to maintain the stability of the spiritual rice market, the Xianxia Sect deliberately suppressed the price of spiritual rice, so that there were even fewer monks willing to cultivate spiritual rice.

In other words, Su Ming was willing to cultivate spiritual rice in a large area, and the happiest was the Xianxia faction.

The Xianxia faction never expected to make money from the Lingmi market, but Lingmi was the ruling foundation for the Xianxia faction to maintain its rule, so they couldn't afford not to pay attention to it.

It was precisely seeing this that Su Ming decided to plant Lingmi, instead of cultivating Lingbei, which seemed to be more profitable for Lingbei.

In the Yaoyuan Water Realm, even if there is a small fight, the real industry of cultivating lingbei is bigger and stronger, and there are Jindan monks behind it.

Without Jindan monks behind him, dare to run the Lingbei industry, and become bigger and stronger, are the Jindan monks in the Yaoyuan Water Realm really good men and women?

Take Luo Xiao's Luo family as an example, although his family does not have a Jindan ancestor, there is more than one monk in the late stage of foundation building in the clan.

The most important thing is that the lingbei cultivated by Luo Xiao's family is not worth mentioning at all for the Lingbei industry in the entire Yaoyuan Water Realm, and it belongs to the level of petty fighting.

Naturally, there was no trouble from the Jindan family or monks who came to the Luo family.

But Su Ming is different, once the army of paper puppets under his command grows and grows, it will be impossible to make a small fuss.

Not to mention going to monopolize the industry market, it will definitely become an industry giant in a short period of time.

In the world of cultivating immortals, daring to become an industry giant without strength is tantamount to a child walking in the downtown with gold bricks, basically not far from death.

This is the most important reason why Su Ming chose to plant Lingmi.

Although he will definitely be able to become a disciple of the Xianxia Sect in the future, which Jindan monk in the Yaoyuan Water Realm is not an Elder of the Xianxia Sect?

With their connections within the Xianxia Sect, who would care about him being a small disciple of the Xianxia Sect?

Not to mention that Su Ming also planned to hide behind the scenes, unwilling to involve Guangyuan Island with him.

Re-board the Lingmi with a storage bag full of warehousing.

Su Ming once again activated a paper puppet in Sleep Mode.

Seeing the empty granary, Wu honestly knew that all the spiritual rice had been taken away by the immortals.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wu Laoshi's mind sounded with the praise of the immortal lord.

Hearing the praise of the immortals, Wu Laoshi suddenly felt full of energy again.

Seeing Wu Laoshi, who was like being beaten with chicken blood, Su Ming smiled and retracted his consciousness.

Then, he drove the spirit boat straight to Shaking Light Island.

(End of chapter)