Outside the mountain gate of the Divine Consciousness Sect, in a golden spiritual field, a figure was bending down to harvest spiritual rice with a sickle.

Under the scorching sun, he straightened up and pounded his sore back hard.

Then he took off his straw hat and fanned his sweaty cheeks.

The sweat evaporated, bringing him a little coolness that he hadn't seen for a long time.

And looking at the other five acres of spiritual fields that had not yet been harvested, he couldn't help but show a bitter face.

couldn't help but complain: "It's so tired, it's so hard, this is called mortal cultivation of immortals, right?" ”

"Obviously in the world of cultivating immortals, living like a mortal, and still farming."

"I've never planted ...... in my life"

His name is Chu Ming, and he only crossed over to this world of immortal cultivation three days ago.

Originally, he was quite excited when he first crossed over, but after inheriting the memory of the original owner, he couldn't be happy at all.

The original owner was a disciple of the Divine Consciousness Sect who was responsible for the cultivation of ten acres of spiritual fields.

The cultivation talent is extremely poor, and the five-colored miscellaneous spirit root.

Since he joined the sect at the age of fifteen, he is now thirty-eight years old, and he has only reached the second level of qi training.

At this cultivation speed, I am afraid that there is no hope of even building a foundation in this life, let alone becoming an immortal.

The reason why cultivation is so slow is not only because of poor qualifications, but also because of insufficient cultivation resources.

As an outer disciple, all the cultivation resources have to be obtained by one's own labor, and the sect will not distribute them for free.

After all, the sect is not a charitable organization, and even most of the income from labor must be owned by the sect and provided to the inner sect and the upper echelons of the sect.

For example, in the cultivation of this spiritual field, a qualified spiritual farmer can use spells such as cloud and rain techniques and urging the formation technique to make the spiritual field ripen in a month.

The normal monthly output of one mu of spiritual rice is about 200 catties, excluding the two months that are not suitable for production, the annual output of ten acres of land is about 20,000 catties.

The sect stipulates that Lingnong disciples must hand over enough 16,000 catties of Lingmu every year, and the rest, no matter how much, can belong to themselves.

It seems that when Lingnong can harvest 4,000 catties of spirit rice a year, he can get 400 low-grade spirit stones by selling them.

However, this is only an ideal harvest.

Under normal circumstances, due to the loss of insect pests, weather and other reasons, the normal annual output of ten acres of spiritual land is about 18,000 catties.

Sometimes I encounter all kinds of accidents, and I don't even pay 16,000 catties a year.

If there is a shortage, it will have to be doubled over to the sect in the coming year, otherwise it will be punished.

That's it, the remaining spiritual rice has to be used to deal with all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Leaving it to oneself, it is basically about four hundred catties a year, and it can be exchanged for forty lower-grade spirit stones.

I can earn such a few spirit stones in a year, and I can't buy a few pills, so my cultivation is naturally slow.

However, in recent months, the original owner seems to have had an epiphany, and the cultivation technology of Xia Pin Ling Rice has advanced by leaps and bounds, and even faintly reached the peak level.

The yield is gradually increasing, excluding the loss, and now the average yield per mu of this stubble is estimated to be 230 catties, which is much higher than the ideal standard yield.

If we really continue to plant at this yield, it seems that there is hope for getting rich, and it seems that there is a play in building the foundation.

However, Chu Ming was not very happy, but felt uneasy, after all, it was not certain whether this extra spiritual rice could stay in his hands.

At this moment, human voices rang out outside the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Chu, the harvest of this stubble of spiritual rice is good."

Chu Ming followed the sound and looked at him, a middle-aged fat monk in a Taoist robe stood with his hands in his hands, looking at him with a smile outside the courtyard through the half-human-high fence.

Seeing this person, he couldn't help but frown secretly.

Ji Rong, an outer disciple of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, is considered to be the strongest among the outer disciples in this area.

Whenever Lingtian harvested, he would come to the door to borrow grain.

It was said to be borrowed, but it has never been returned once in more than ten years.

If you want to pay it back, you also want to pay it back with favors or some worthless things, such as helping to teach individuals a lesson, and giving two bad street spell cheats.

If you don't borrow it, you won't be beaten, and the consequences of using force in the sect are still very serious.

But if you want to farm well, it is absolutely impossible.

Others secretly apply a rotten rain trick to the spiritual field and put some pests, you have no choice at all.

Moreover, they have a good plan, only destroying a part of the spiritual field, and without affecting the part of the sect that is handed over, they can make the spiritual agriculture particles useless.

This kind of person is actually a scoundrel who collects protection money in the outer door.

The sect is also too lazy to care about this kind of thing, as long as the interests of the sect are not affected, they will turn a blind eye.

Even this is the unspoken rule of the acquiescence of the outer sect, and it is a potential benefit for those powerful outer disciples.

Anyway, these people also have eyes, and they only look for those Lingnong who have poor talent and have no hope of building a foundation to collect spiritual rice.

For the potential Lingnong disciples, they were politely befriended with them.

In this way, the cultivation of potential Lingnong disciples will not be disturbed.

The cultivation resources of the disciples of the unpotential Lingnong can be concentrated on the strong people of the outer gate, which can make them stronger, so as to recruit them into the inner gate, and the comprehensive strength of the sect will also increase.

As a result, the cultivation resources within the sect can also be used more effectively and avoid waste.

To put it mildly, low-level disciples like them, who have no talent, are actually a kind of cultivation resource in the eyes of others.

After the inner gate is harvested, the strong man of the outer gate will reap another wave.

However, with this treatment, many people don't have a chance to do it.

Compared with the fang market and barren mountains outside, it is at least safer to practice in the sect, and there is no need to worry about the intrusion of robbery and cultivation.

The people who collect protection money will not go out of their way to catch fish, and will appropriately leave them a part of their cultivation resources.

For low-level cultivators like them, who are weak and have no alchemy talisman skills, although they have such a little cultivation resources in a year, they can earn more than working hard outside.

And the cultivation cost of Lingnong is very low, they don't do it, some people do it.

So I finally became a disciple of Lingnong, although I knew that I would be oppressed, but I was reluctant to give up this errand.

Even if you stay up for a few years and save some spirit stones for gold and silver to live in the secular world, you can enjoy it for the rest of your life.

What he was worried about before was that this kind of person would see that his Ling rice production would increase, and he would charge more protection money.

Then his yield has increased in vain, and he has made a wedding dress for others.

Finally, the hope of becoming stronger is about to be extinguished again.

And although he was extremely disgusted with this person in his heart, he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face.

He even stood up with a smile on his face, walked over and opened the door warmly to greet him.

"It's Senior Brother Ji, it's really a rare guest, come in and have a cup of tea."

Although I can't see the expression on my face, I imagine that it should be similar to the fish seller in a certain TV series.

Ji Rong smiled and waved his hand, "Senior Brother Chu is polite, I just happened to be passing by, so I won't go in." ”

"Alas, when I saw that your spiritual rice was ripe, I remembered that the three of my family quarreled over a meal of spiritual rice this morning."

"You may not know much about being a single, but this woman, the more you marry, the better."

"If you have too many children, it's also troublesome."

"It's not because the third son ate an extra bowl of spiritual rice this morning, and the three women quarreled."

"Damn, I'm in a bad mood all day."

After Chu Ming heard this, he cursed in his heart.

After Ji Rong's strength gradually became stronger in the early years, he started a family in the Fang City outside the sect, married three female cultivators successively, and gave birth to eight children, five of whom had spiritual roots.

Relying on the collection of protection fees, this guy's life is prosperous, and he takes a large family to eat and drink spicy food every day, and his life is very promising.

On the surface, he said something homely, but the actual meaning was obvious, my family's spiritual rice was not enough to eat, and even the family had conflicts, which made me feel very bad.

If you kid are sensible, you know how to share my worries.

And he wouldn't have said this before, obviously looking at Chu Mingling's rice production and wanting to collect more.

Chu Mingxin is straightforward and fast-talking, the most annoying thing is this kind of disgusting guy, and he has to let others guess his mind when he says something.

But now he can only choose to be obedient and show super high emotional intelligence.

He waved his hand and smiled, "Senior brother, why bother with such a trivial matter? ”

"It just so happens that my harvest is good, I will beat one hundred and twenty catties of spiritual rice in a while and send it directly to your house."

"Let the kids have a good meal."

Usually he hands in eighty catties of spiritual rice every month, and Chu Ming thinks that it is already very sincere to add forty catties at once.

In addition to him, Ji Rong also received spiritual rice from four Lingnong.

A month can add up to more than 400 catties of spiritual rice, even if their family is all pigs, it should be enough to eat.

However, Ji Rong shook his head and smiled: "How can I give forty catties more, the children have grown up recently, and the amount of food has also increased a lot." ”

"Brother, if you really take care of a few nephews, you can beat three hundred catties of spiritual rice."

"What?" Chu Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, and he scolded this dog-day lion angrily in his heart.

Seeing his reaction, Ji Rong pretended to be surprised and asked, "What's the matter, it's inconvenient for junior brother?" ”

Chu Ming held back the fire in his belly, but in the end he didn't dare to attack.

As soon as Ji Rong opened his mouth, there was no room for bargaining, if he didn't give it, he would definitely use his means behind his back.

And he knew that the new output in the field was enough for 300 catties, so he dared to open his mouth.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Ming could only pretend to laugh indifferently, and said, "It's convenient, it's convenient, it just so happens that this harvest is quite good, and it's not a problem to give my senior brother three hundred catties." ”

But in my heart, I was dripping blood, three hundred catties of spirit rice, that was thirty low-grade spirit stones!

Ji Rong smiled with satisfaction, patted Chu Ming's shoulder and laughed, "Good brother, it's really interesting." ”

"When I saw your abundant harvest of spiritual rice, I knew that I would definitely be able to get the light."

"If you need help from your senior brother in the future, just ask, you're welcome."

"Okay, you get busy first, I'll go to Shengxu Peak first, and you can prepare three hundred catties of spiritual rice before I come back."

Chu Ming nodded again and again, and then Ji Rong left with a smile.

Watching him go away, Chu Ming spat on the ground, and then returned to the field to continue cutting rice with a curse.

Sure enough, what he was worried about still happened, and the output that he had worked so hard to increase ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

What's the use of farming? Without the strength to support it, no matter how much food is grown, it will be planted for others.

However, just as he went down with another scythe, a golden panel suddenly popped up in front of him.

【Lower Grade Spiritual Rice Planting: Proficiency +1】

[The breakthrough in the cultivation of spiritual rice is complete, and it has entered the transcendent realm]

[Unlock Transcendent Entry: Mutation]

[The low-grade spirit rice you planted has a chance to produce various mutations]

[With the improvement of skill proficiency, the types of mutations increase, the effect of mutations increases, and the number of mutations increases]