Chapter 2: The Spirit Planter
"Chen'er, you don't need to worry about the spirit stone at your age, you can go out to play with your clan friends or practice the basic five elements spells."
Bai Jiu'an found that his nephew was really a little precocious, he was still playing in the ground and grabbing the dog egg toys next door at this age, even after being tested for the spiritual root, where could he endure boring cultivation at a young age, and he would be lazy at every opportunity.
It wasn't until the age of fifteen or sixteen that he settled down and understood the importance of spiritual practice, and he began to take it seriously.
Bai Zichen was wearing a brand-new cyan Taoist robe today, and a cluster of thriving ink bamboo on his chest was one of the benefits that all the monks of the Bai family could receive from the family.
The material of the robe is ordinary, but the silk runes that automatically clean and repair cracks are drawn, and it will cost five spirit stones if you put it in the outside market.
A new bag was hung around his waist, and there were two spirit stones and a stack of charms in itβthe former was an offering that he could receive from the clan every year as a first-level monk in the Qi refining period, and the latter was a gift from his uncle Bai Jiu'an to his Qi refining body.
As the circulating currency of the cultivation world, the spirit stone is also an indispensable thing in cultivation, and its importance can be imagined. Although Bai Zichen still didn't understand the price system in the cultivation world, he could also know from the knowledge from the miscellaneous records, and he could also know that the two spirit stones were afraid that they would not be able to do anything.
"Uncle, the book says that refining tools, alchemy, and drawing talismans in the hundred arts of cultivating immortals are the three easiest professions in the cultivation world to earn spirit stones, how did you become a spirit planter?"
Bai Zichen was young, so he thought that he would definitely learn a craft to make money, and his uncle was naturally the best channel, but it was a pity that the uncle who was in the upper echelon of the chain of contempt was not able to understand it.
"Those three professions have extremely high requirements for talent, and they have to invest a lot of resources in the early stage to cultivate, except for a sect like Qingfeng Sect, which family will specialize in cultivating such talents."
Bai Jiuan reached out and touched his little nephew's head, not angry because of the child's problem,
"Like that alchemist, even if the first elixir is tasted, it takes more than 100 spirit stones to input materials once the furnace is opened, and dozens of failures are enough to make a small family break their muscles and bones."
"And don't underestimate the spirit planter, this job doesn't require much investment, if one or two of the cultivated spirit plants can be successful, the benefits will be indispensable."
Speaking of flowers, the future of the spirit planter cannot be compared with that of an alchemist or a refiner, and the main thing is to invest in a small bar.
Bai Zichen muttered in his heart, he didn't have much trouble with the profession of Spirit Planter, he was still young at the moment, and there was no way to learn several other high-end professions, so it was better to start with Spirit Planter first.
Bai Jiu'an took Bai Zichen to a bamboo forest, pinched his fingers and punched out a trick, and a few points of micro green light flew around his fingertips and threw it into the bamboo in front of him. The bamboo leaves brushed and brushed, and in an instant, the spirit of this bamboo was much more visible to the naked eye, and the branches and leaves seemed to be more lush.
"Otogi Qing Divine Technique, a unique method passed down from the ancestors, is unique in the entire Black Mountain County, and it is of great benefit to the plants and trees, not only to promote growth and restore vitality, but also to refine the essence and enhance the essence. It is precisely with this technique that the spirit plant cultivated by our Bai family is well-known in the entire Black Mountain County, and it is the most important product of the family. β
Bai Jiuan cast spells while introducing, and after a while, he successfully cast spells on several acres of bamboo.
"Hey, isn't this a black bamboo planted outside the town? Could it be that it is also a type of spirit plant? β
Bai Zichen looked at it carefully, except that the color was deeper and more vibrant, these bamboos were not much different from the large bamboo forests planted in Mozhu Town.
"Haha, you kid guessed right, this is Mozhu, but it's still far from the spirit plant!"
It turned out that when the ancestors of the Bai family first settled in the Black Mountain Range, they got a bag of seeds of the first-order lower grade spirit planting Xuanmo bamboo from the legacy of their predecessors, and later planted successfully and continued to cultivate, and the scale of the bamboo forest became larger and larger.
It's just that with the passage of time, a large number of newborn black bamboos have degenerated into ordinary black bamboos, but they are tougher than ordinary bamboos. However, as long as there is the careful care of the Spirit Planter, coupled with the cumulative effect of the Otomu Qing Divine Technique thousands of times, it is possible to be re-promoted and become a Xuanmo Bamboo again.
And outside the mortal town, ink bamboo was planted everywhere, which was naturally the order of the Bai family monks, so that they could have enough reserves of bamboo.
"There are dozens of nameless mountains like this, and when you reach the middle stage of Qi refining, that is, the fourth layer of the Qi refining period, you can apply for one with your family, which is specially used to open up spiritual fields and cultivate spiritual plants. Now, you can choose a place to practice on my Fufeng Ridge. β
Bai Zichen was happy when he heard it, the welfare of this family is still good, such a hill is enough for hundreds of mortals to settle down, but he didn't dare to hope for a place in his previous life.
About two or three hundred ink bamboos occupy the most powerful position on the Fufeng Ridge, and behind it is a cliff, and the lush vines climb on the mountain wall, and look down at a waterhole that is only a few meters wide.
On the other side, a flat land of about 100 zhang in length and width was trimmed, and a dazzling red crop was planted, with slender stems and leaves, growing to isosceles height.
A breeze swept to the side and stretched back again, as if the sea of fire was undulating, making Bai Zichen, who had seen it for the first time, stunned. There was also a wall built in the corner of the flat ground, and there were three lonely dusty houses in it.
Dealing with this red crop, Bai Jiu'an was much more perfunctory, and a Yimu Qing Divine Technique covered a large area of spiritual fields, and the emerald light was thin and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it was done after three times and five divided by two.
"Yang Yan Grass, after it grows, it can make a first-order low-grade fire spirit rune rune paper, it is not worth much, such a large piece is estimated to sell for more than a dozen spirit stones. But the victory is that the requirements for aura are not high, and it is extremely easy to cultivate, and it is not difficult to take care of it, and basically everyone in the low-level monks will plant some. β
Bai Jiu'an had already seen that his nephew could not be treated as an ordinary child, and he had taken every detail of Lingzhi's care for the past half a day, and when he met someone he didn't understand, he asked him continuously, without the slightest impatience and tiredness, and simply took the initiative to introduce it to him.
"I only come here on weekdays when I take care of Lingzhi, and when I lived here, it was less than half a month a year, so I just built a house at the beginning. In a few years, when the uncle reaches the late stage of Qi refining and cultivates, he can bring a few mortal servants into the mountain to take care of our lives and deal with some miscellaneous matters. β
At the beginning, the Bai family was still living together with immortals, but as soon as the generations passed, the number of clansmen raised their opinions. The patriarch of that generation simply set up a town at the foot of the nearby mountain and moved all the mortals of the Bai family who had no spiritual roots into it.
Only monks who have reached the late stage of qi refining can apply to bring a certain number of mortals up the mountain.
This is for the convenience of management, and the second is to avoid overcrowding and disturbing the aura in the mountains.
Just this rule has made a lot of low-level monks suffer, and the monks in the Qi refining period have not reached the Bigu realm, and they have to prepare their own meals and laundry and clean all day long, which makes many monks who feel that they have soared to the sky after being tested out of the spiritual root are already extraordinary. Those who are uncertain and indulge in hard work, how can they suffer such hardships, and flee to the small town under the mountain to live happily for a few days at the first opportunity.
Of course, Bai Jiu'an does not live on Fufeng Ridge, mainly for the family task, and he travels outside all year round to accumulate immortal cultivation resources. Otherwise, it would be impossible to rely on the qualifications of the Four Spirit Roots, and he would only be one step away from the late stage of Qi refining.
In the evening, after Bai Zichen and his uncle used the spiritual diet, he returned to his room - it was said that it was spiritual food, but in fact, it was an acre of spiritual field that the uncle had roughly turned, planted some ordinary rice and green vegetables, and occasionally could get the nourishment of the Yimu Qing Divine Technique, which could not help cultivation in the slightest.
Coupled with Bai Jiu'an's poor craftsmanship and lack of good ingredients, Bai Zichen, who was a carnivore in both lives, was like chewing wax, and he could only hope that his uncle would improve his cultivation as soon as possible and find a first-class cook to come back.