After returning to Qinglong Mountain, Chen Jing fell into busyness again.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and no matter how great the people are, they will face countless difficulties when they make their careers.

Now Chen Jing is in the entrepreneurial stage. Although he has pulled Chu Xiao, an investor, and obtained a foundation, he still has to rely on his own hands to grow his career.

So, Chu Wentian saw that Chen Jing flew all over the mountains every day, and when he saw a suitable place, he destroyed forests and planted spiritual fruits.

Lingtian is the fairest, and after labor, there will inevitably be a harvest.

A month later, all the golden herbs in the spiritual field are ripe, golden yellow, and when the wind blows, the rich medicinal fragrance is blown into the air, refreshing people's hearts.

Before Chen Jing could harvest, Chu Wentian came over.

Chu Wentian rubbed his hands, looking a little embarrassed: "Senior Brother Chen, can you sell these golden grasses to me Xuantian Sect?" ”

He still remembered that he had beaten Chen Jing's idea. Although the matter has passed, every time he sees Chen Jing, he feels embarrassed.

Chen Jing was puzzled.

The strength of the Xuantian Sect is strong, and the Thousand Golden Grass is only a first-order elixir, so Chu Wentian can also see it?

As if he saw Chen Jing's question, Chu asked Tiandao:

"Under the suppression of the Holy Land, the Immortal Cultivation Realm maintained a certain degree of calm. However, people's hearts are unpredictable, and there are always some immortal cultivators or sects who take risks for the sake of profit. ”

"Since the establishment of my Xuantian Sect, the number of evil cultivators who have been killed has exceeded one million, and more than 300 large and small sects have been swept away. Even so, evil cultivators continued to breed, killing a batch and appearing again. ”

"Not long ago, we discovered another evil sect. This sect is ostensibly a sect of cultivating immortals, but they deceive loose cultivators everywhere, in the name of recruiting disciples, they deceive loose cultivators to their sect, first send these scattered cultivators to the secret realm, dangerous places to be cannon fodder, and when they are finished, they refine them into a ding furnace. ”

"Our disciples will inevitably get injured when they fight with evil cultivators, so the more this golden grass, the better."

When Chen Jing heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The civilization of cultivating the immortal realm needs to pay a price. When encountering those outlaws, the name of the Holy Land is not easy to use. ”

"Senior Brother Chu, I won't hide it from you. This batch of golden grass, the junior brother is going to sell it to Xuantian Pavilion. Since you have spoken, you can let the disciples of Xuantian Sect come to Qinglong Mountain to pick up the goods! ”

"However, I only sell forty-eight acres, and the remaining one acre, I want to cultivate seeds."

How could Chen Jing disagree?

They were all sold to Xuantian Sect, and he went to the market to sell them himself, and he might be targeted by evil cultivators and encounter danger.

Now that he is sitting at home, someone will give him spirit stones and help him harvest the golden grass, which is difficult to find with a lantern.

"Then we'll be settled!"

Chu Wentian said with a smile.

Forty-eight acres, a total of 48,000 golden grasses have grown, converted into spirit stones, that is, 9,600 spirit stones.

This amount may be a bit much for casual cultivation, but for a big man like Chu Wentian, it is drizzle and mosquito legs.

Chu Wentian happily paid the spirit stone, and then sent out a messenger to ask the Xuantian Sect to send disciples to harvest the golden vine.

With Chen Jing of Lingshi, he was even more motivated, he diligently gave birth to the fire lychee fruit, and it took three days to give birth to the fire lychee fruit all over the mountains and fields into a big tree.

At this point, he stops giving birth.

Only the naturally hung fruit, the naturally ripe fire lychee fruit can be sold.

This also means that the busiest period is over, and next, Chen Jing only needs to plant a spiritual field, accumulate essence, and gradually open the acupoints around his body.

However, just when Chen Jing was about to give himself a long vacation, Chu Yuan came over.

"Master, the disciple's Changchun Jue has been cultivated to perfection!"

Chu Wentian prepared some spiritual fruits for Chu Yuan to improve his strength, and after Chu Yuan took it, his skill doubled, and after the next three layers, he broke through in a month.

Chen Jing took Chu Yuan to the martial arts training ground, he pointed to a stone and said, "Use all your skills to attack that stone." ”

Chu Yuan nodded confidently, he took two steps forward, clasped his hands, and slammed out with both palms.

Rumble!

The stone burst on the spot, blasting into countless fragments and scattering all over the ground.

"Not bad! Not bad! Your current skill is at least three hundred years, which is even more advanced than when you first practiced Changchun Immortal Gong as a teacher. ”

When Chen Jing first cultivated the Changchun Immortal Gong, he only took one Qihan Fruit, plus his own Jiazi's skill, it was only one hundred and sixty years of skill.

Even so, with Chu Yuan's current strength, there is no hope for opening up the hidden veins of the whole body and opening the Mud Pill Palace.

At the beginning, Chen Jing's nearly a thousand years of skill almost failed to open the Mud Pill Palace.

"But Master, no matter how much I eat the Spirit Fruit now, I can't increase my strength. Is my cultivation unable to improve? ”

Chu Yuan said dejectedly.

He eats spiritual rice and spiritual fruit every day, and it stands to reason that he will not only have this skill.

"Is there such a thing?"

Chen Jing couldn't help frowning.

In order to become a martial arts monk, the skill must be deep enough, and it is best to have the power above the thousand-year-old level.

If Chu Yuan's strength couldn't be increased, how could he still open the Mud Pill Palace.

"You sit cross-legged and come and see."

Chu Yuan sat cross-legged as he said.

Chen Jing sat behind Chu Yuan, slapped his palms, and sent two rays of qi into Chu Yuan's body.

Chen Jing was shocked by this send-off.

Chu Yuan's body was filled with essence, and the amount of these essences added up was very large.

"I'm trying to run the Changchun Jue."

Chen Jing said again.

When Chu Yuan heard this, he immediately ran the Changchun Jue, a small week, a small week.

Chu Yuan's luck, Chen Jing found a problem, no matter how the exercise worked, the essence in Chu Yuan's body could not be refined.

"That's it! Not a big deal. When you cultivate the Changchun Immortal Gong, you will be able to continue to improve your skills. ”

Chen Jing withdrew his strength and said to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan's body is no problem, the transformation of the Great Heaven Creation Pill has made Chu Yuan's physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.

It's just that his dantian has been filled with internal force!

In this case, no matter how much he cultivated the Changchun Jue, there was no way to increase his strength. But as long as he cultivates the Changchun Immortal Gong and condenses his internal strength into true qi, his strength will naturally increase.

When Chu Yuan heard this, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried about it for days. He originally wanted to find Chen Jing, but Chen Jing was busy all day long, so he never had a chance.

Today, he saw that Chen Jing was not idle, so he immediately came over.

"From today on, I will teach you the Changchun Immortal Skill. After you have completed this skill, and then open up the hidden veins of your body, you can try to open the Mud Pill Palace and become a monk! ”

Chen Jing said with a smile.

Being able to teach a martial arts monk is also very fulfilling.

Hearing that he was going to become a monk soon, Chu Yuan was also so excited that he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Master!" ”

That night, Chu Yuan's cultivation had become the first layer of Changchun Immortal Gong.