Ningfang was closed on the fifteenth day.

The 'battered' Gu Bao has already begun to get out of bed and walk around.

Although his injuries were theoretically very serious, and the manifestations were also serious, they were also the body of the Grandmaster, and the injuries that were enough to kill ordinary people were not to the point where they were completely unable to move for the Grandmaster.

As long as you don't get hands-on with people.

Gu Dan, who had just gotten out of bed and walked out of the door, heard Qian Qiancheng's voice coming from the courtyard.

"To plant spiritual rice, you must be careful! How do you treat the spiritual rice, and how the harvest of the spiritual rice treats you! This is a matter of hard work and harvest, and there is no shortcut! ”

Qian Qiancheng's voice was quite high, and there was a posture of hating iron and not steel, "You have been planting spiritual rice for nearly nine years, and in the next year, you must ensure the completion of the minimum yield stipulated in the Xianfang, if you can't even guarantee this, you will be abolished and completely eliminated from the Xianfang!"

How many people want to cultivate immortals? Xianfang doesn't need those silverfish that are lazy to do, and it is not easy to ask for the favor of Xiandao, if you are thrown out by Xianfang because you are unwilling to work hard, you will regret it for life! ”

In the voice of constant discipline, Gu Dan walked into the courtyard.

I saw that in front of the courtyard of Lingzhen Hall, there were hundreds of young people standing there, and Qian Qiancheng was standing at the front of everyone, shouting loudly, scolding Fang Xuan, and spitting stars flying sideways.

Those young people should have been the most energetic, but at this time, they all lowered their heads one by one, eager to bury their heads in their chests, let alone hold their heads high, and there were very few people who dared to look at each other.

"How dangerous is the situation in the outside world today? Only Ningfang gives you a place where you can practice in peace! Think about what kind of life you lived at home before? I don't know a single big word, facing the loess with my back to the sky, I didn't eat the last meal!

Ning Fang gave you food, clothes, a place to live, and even gave you a chance to become a human being, so that you could have the privilege of practicing the Immortal Dao!

But what about you? How did you repay Xianfang? Well?! ”

Qian Qiancheng angrily reprimanded: "It's been nine years!" Most of you can't even complete the minimum spiritual rice yield stipulated by Xianfang! Raising you, he even made Ning Fang lose a lot of spirit stones! What are you standing here? What kind of face do you have to be a part of Xianfang?! ”

The light from the furnace that the sky had gathered in formation shone down, and Gu Dan leaned against the door frame, bathed in the glow.

Quietly looking at the scene in front of him, there were some mixed feelings for a while, and the indescribable mood rippled in his heart.

Qian Qiancheng also noticed Gu Dan's arrival, his face turned black at first, and then he waved his sleeves and issued the final verdict, "Get out!" Next year, if there are still people who can't reach the minimum output stipulated by Xianfang next year, there is no need for you to stay in Xianfang! ”

The dreary atmosphere lingered here, and hundreds of young people didn't even dare to breathe, their eyes staring at their toes, for fear that they would accidentally move half an inch of their gaze and attract even more ferocious and violent firepower.

A group of mermaids came out, but they were quiet, like walking corpses, and they didn't see any vitality and firepower.

When all those people had left, Qian Qiancheng's face slowly recovered, came to Gu Dan's side, and said, "Kong Daoyou didn't feel at ease to recuperate, how did he come out?" ”

"I'm not that vulnerable."

Gu Dan shrugged his shoulders slightly, naturally he didn't have to explain anything, but asked with some curiosity: "What's the situation with those little guys?" ”

"What else could it be? If you can't plant spiritual rice well, you should naturally scold! ”

Qian Qiancheng snorted, "This group of kings and eight calves knew how to work hard at the beginning, although the output was not very demanding, at least the spirit was commendable. But in the past two years, the harvest has been getting smaller and smaller! No matter how cheating and tricking you are, the yield will never deceive.

If you don't give them a little color, you can really come to Xianfang to eat dry rice! ”

"I see."

Gu Dan nodded noncommittally, "I'll just walk around at will, Elder Qian is busy with his own affairs." ”

"Kong Daoyou still has to recuperate more and take care of his health."

With a simple polite sentence, Qian Qiancheng hurriedly returned to Lingzhen Hall and took out the account book to calculate something there.

Gu Dan finally walked out of the door of Lingzhen Hall.

Outside are large rice fields.

At a glance, this place is not like a 10,000-meter mountain, but more like a pastoral with good scenery.

Around the rice paddies, rather young monks were meditating cross-legged and recovering their spirits.

For these spiritual rices, Gu Dan also knows a little bit about them, but they are not so detailed.

These people grow the most inferior spiritual rice, and the spiritual rice produced is naturally the worst grade - the spiritual rice is also graded, the worst grade is ripe once a year, the slightly better one is ripe every three years, and the strongest grade can only mature once in five years.

The spirit wine Chijiang purchased by Gu Dan is made of spiritual rice that is ripe every three years.

As for the five-year ripening grade of spiritual rice, it is rarely planted, first of all, the aura content is not much more than the three-year ripening spiritual rice, and secondly, it takes too long to take care of it, and the care should be more careful, but the price will not rise too much, which is not proportional to the pay and the harvest.

Ningfang only divided a small amount of land to grow the spiritual rice that takes five years to grow, and it was planted by Lingzhentang itself, and the harvested spiritual rice was not sold, but used internally, which was an absolute luxury.

Gu Dan's gaze swept over the monks who were sitting cross-legged in front of the fields, and the old peasants were also like them, judging from the fluctuations of the aura emanating from these people, almost all of them were only at the first level of qi training, and there were few one or two people who could be at the second level of qi training, which was quite weak.

Eight years, if it is really used for cultivation, it is a low-grade spiritual root, no matter what, you have to practice the second layer of qi, and the early stage of qi cultivation is not so difficult.

It's just that most of their time has to be spent on farming - mainly to use the small cloud and rain trick to feed the growth of the spiritual rice, which is equivalent to depleting themselves and artificially increasing the total amount of spiritual energy that the spiritual rice can absorb.

However, a monk who has only cultivated Qi at the first level will have to recover quite a short time after performing the Little Cloud and Rain Technique, and if they want to irrigate all the spiritual rice they have planted every day, where is there much time left for them to cultivate?

Lin Cheng said that the monks of the mortal-level region could get about ten spirit stones in their hands all year round, but this did not include these people by any means.

If they want to achieve that kind of harvest, they will not have hope until at least after the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and at that time, they will have already cultivated spiritual rice for thirty or forty years!

With nothing to do, Gu Dan walked over to a young monk who stood out from the crowd, he was a second-level monk who could be called a cherished Qi cultivation here.

"Planting spiritual rice, what is the harvest?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Ahh

When the young man saw Gu Dan wearing the uniform of the Law Enforcement Hall, he didn't dare to slack off and replied: "Back to my lord, if you go all year round, you can probably gain more than one stone." ”

"Don't be so nervous, I'll just ask casually."

Gu Dan said gently.

"Yes, yes!"

The young monk still lowered his head, and his voice should be yes, it was clearly a monk at the second level of Qi cultivation, and he was humble as if he had seen the emperor's mountain villager.

“.”

Seeing him react like this, Gu Dan didn't feel comfortable with each other anymore, and began to wander around aimlessly.

"Your Excellency, do you want to know about Lingdao and other affairs?"

He hadn't gone a few steps when a man sitting in the field suddenly spoke.

Gu Dan looked at it, and saw that the person's skin was glowing with wheat yellow, his body was strong, and his face looked quite honest, his strength was only one level of Qi training, just looking at Gu Dan's gaze, it was far from the frightened and panicked appearance of the monk who was at the second level of Qi training before.

These immortal seedlings are all selected from the mortal dust, the youngest is only twelve years old before coming, and the oldest is only eighteen years old, it is difficult to say that they have any knowledge at all, and they were beaten by the Xianfang 'Tie Pi You' combination punch, I am afraid that they have long been lost, and without anyone to guide them, there are few people who dare to take the initiative to speak.

No, don't say that they take the initiative to speak, the vast majority of people, as long as they look at it, will bow their heads one after another, as if they have done something wrong, and they are even inferior to children in the mortal world.

It was rare for someone to dare to take the initiative to speak, so Gu Dan naturally walked over and sat down beside him, "Yes, what do you want to say?" ”

"My lord, look at these spiritual rices."

The little guy who took the initiative to speak pointed to the spiritual rice in his field and said: "These spiritual rice are just planted here, if no one takes care of it, it is not easy to have three buckets of harvest." After planting, not all spiritual rice can survive, and in the first two months, it is necessary to carefully investigate, replenish seedlings or transplant so as to ensure that the number of spiritual rice is sufficient.

After planting the spiritual rice for three months, we must use the small cloud and rain trick to provide it with 'spiritual water', only in this way can the spiritual rice be full of grains, rich in spiritual energy, and increase the yield, which is also what we really need to do. ”

Speaking of these, he is like a treasure.

"So at the end of the year, the harvest is one stone?"

Gu Dan asked.

"There are very few people who cannot harvest a single stone. If you want to harvest one stone, you have to perform the Little Cloud and Rain Trick several times a day, so that you can take care of all the spiritual rice planted.

Last year, I slept two hours a day, and in addition to that, I did four small clouds and rains a day, and the harvest was only two buckets with one stone. ”

He pursed his lips and replied.

"With more than three buckets of spirit rice left behind, how many spirit stones can you sell?"

Gu Dan asked.

Last year, Ningfang's bottom line was one stone of spiritual rice, which means that one mu of spiritual rice produces one stone of spiritual rice, which is considered qualified.

Only when the minimum bottom line is reached, these people are eligible to share with Ning Fang, otherwise it will all belong to Lingfang.

It is said that Ningfang's rule is to prevent those lazy bastard monks from fishing in troubled waters.

"Didn't leave that much"

"Huh?"

Gu Dan raised his eyebrows slightly, they were all divided into three or seven, this can't be enough, right?

"These spiritual soils have used more than a bucket of spiritual rice."

He pointed to the place where Lingdao had taken root.

It was a layer of black soil, covering the rocks, and Gu Dan had never taken it seriously.

"These things?"

Gu Dan was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Ning Fang still had such a means.

"If you don't have these spiritual soils, you will use the small cloud and rain tricks, and the little spiritual rain gathered will not last long before they will dissipate, and if you plant them on the spiritual soil, the spiritual rice will also be easier to survive, and the spiritual soil must be replaced every year, and there will be no effect in the second year. As for the seeds of the spirit rice, it also costs a bucket of spirit rice. ”

He added.

"Hiss~"

Gu Dan gasped.

Soil is more expensive than spiritual rice seeds!

And it seems that one or two, no one really dares to plant spiritual rice on the mountain rock, otherwise the survival rate will teach them to be a man, and it is also very inconvenient to use the Xiaoyun and Rain trick in the future.

In this way, the spiritual land must be bought, and it is not possible to buy it.

"In this way, the harvest is one stone and two buckets, and the last thing that falls into the hand is only one bucket of spiritual rice? How many spirit stones can I exchange for? ”

Gu Dan asked.

"Three spirit stones."

He replied.

"Oh, that's fine."

Gu Dan nodded lightly, at least he could still have three melons and two dates in his hand.

"Every year for food, I also need a spirit stone."

He added.

Gu Dan: "."

Yes, the harvest of the bucket of spiritual rice that fell into his hands had to be fractured.

"So, how many spirit stones have you saved in eight years?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Two."

"So little? Where did you spend it? ”

"I didn't spend the first five years of Xianfang to provide spiritual rice and spiritual soil for free, and the back is self-financing, and the loss must be owed first, and then made up if there is one. Originally, there were three spirit stones, but I asked someone to exchange one spirit stone for money and send it to my family, but there were only two left. ”

He whispered.

"It's quite filial. How much did a spirit stone cost? ”

Gu Dan asked curiously.

"One hundred taels."

"A hundred taels? Absurd! ”

Gu Dan's voice was raised a lot.

It's not too much, it's too little!

Ordinary things and immortal things are almost useless, and they are not easy to convert, so they can only be said to take what they need.

But no matter what, a spirit stone can't be worth a hundred taels of silver!

If you really want to be able to change it like this, Gu Dan has to empty the spirit stones of the Buzhou Mountain Range.

If the previous series of things can still say that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and a spirit stone is only exchanged for a hundred taels of silver, then it is an undisguised bully.

Obviously, gold and silver should be nothing to Xianfang, why be so ruthless everywhere?

These monks will also grow, such unscrupulous disgusting people, when they grow up, what kind of attitude will they have towards Xianfang?

Gu Dan finally understood at this time why everyone present at the Law Enforcement Hall meeting was the real reason for the drastic change in their complexions.

A group of monks who were played by them as fools, endured humiliation and spent decades finally accumulating enough net worth, but as a result, the way up was directly lost and bullied honest people, right?

No wonder Ning Fang immediately chose to close the door and lock the workshop, who can withstand this?

Gu Dan suddenly felt that this disaster might be more serious than he thought, and even the most angry people were probably not the group of grandmasters who were about to die, but those monks who had been 'cultivated' for decades.

The clay man still has three points of fire, so he can't repay the kindness of Xianfang?

It's literally a growing barrel of dynamite that has been ignited!

The thunder of the Spirit Stone Crisis has not had time to explode, and the most deadly thunder has already exploded!

The severity of this matter is even beyond Gu Dan's expectations.

(End of chapter)