Thirty blocks in one Chinese New Year's Eve.

Three hundred dollars in ten years.

Three thousand yuan in one hundred years.

30,000 pieces for a thousand years.

In other words, if He Song's income has not risen, he needs to plant a field for a thousand years to save up to 30,000 spirit stones.

And this, He Song has to not eat or drink, do not spend spirit stones for cultivation, and do not spend spirit stones for socializing, so that he can save it.

A Thousand Years ...... The daylilies are cold, right?

Although his longevity is endless, he is not so wasteful.

Just thinking about it in his heart, He Song threw out the thoughts in his heart and continued to listen to the follow-up.

"Now, the Houtu Sect is recruiting mining cultivators, and each cultivator who digs for a month can get a salary of thirty spirit stones."

With Wei Fan's words, the voice came again.

The two, who were already a little shocked, suddenly widened their eyes again.

Thirty spirit stones a month? Isn't that 360 spirit stones a year?

This income.

It's much higher than the income of people inside the fairy fang like Ling Zhifu.

He Song, as a spirit planter in Xianfang, can only get one hundred and fifty spirit stones after a year.

Excluding the rent, there are only thirty spirit stones in hand that can be used freely.

But now.

If you go to mining before a casual cultivator, you can earn three hundred and sixty spirit stones a year.

As long as you don't live in a rented house in Xianfang.

The income from those casual retreats is all discretionary income.

The difference between thirty spirit stones and three hundred and sixty spirit stones is more than ten times!

Calculating these in his mind, He Song only felt that the thirty spirit stones he had in his hands in a year were suddenly not fragrant.

I worked hard to get thirty spirit stones a year.

People can get thirty spirit stones for a month.

The difference is worlds apart.

That's how it works.

Going to the Chiling Gold Mine vein not far away to mine is simply picking up spirit stones in a sack!

"It's a pity that there are only scattered cultivators there, and the internal monks of the Immortal Fang like us are not allowed to enter, alas." As if seeing the intention of the two, Wei Fan immediately poured a basin of cold water on the two.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip gently, Wei Fan continued.

"Don't think about leaving Xianfang, it's easy to leave Xianfang, but if you want to come in again, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky, and when the time comes, it will become a casual cultivation, and it won't be as stable as it is now."

As soon as the words fell.

On the side, Meng Guan, who was originally a little moved, picked up the teacup beside him, frowned tightly and drank it directly.

He Song looked at his nose and nose, and did not say anything.

But in my heart, I already had my own plans.

The Houtu Sect recruited loose miners and gave a reward of thirty spirit stones for one month.

This means that due to the huge value of the ore vein, the Houtu Sect wants to complete the mining as soon as possible.

As for whether there is any danger in the vein.

That's not something He Song can know.

However, having experienced the era of information explosion in his previous life, He Song will have some vigilance about everything.

With such a high price to hire casual miners, there must be something strange about it.

Moreover, the Houtu Sect only recruits loose miners, and does not recruit Xianfang insiders to mine, which means that it is difficult to understand.

Zhushan Xianfang is not far from that vein.

If you really want to dig it as soon as possible, how can you also be more trustworthy in Xianfang's own people.

In this case, only casual miners are recruited......

The greed in He Song's eyes completely dissipated at this moment.

This vein.

Definitely can't go!

He made up his mind, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground at this moment.

It's true that a miner can earn more spirit stones, but even if he earns more spirit stones, he has to have a life flower.

You're eyeing the lucrative pay.

What people are eyeing may be your life.

Which is more important, He Song naturally understands in his heart.

As an immortal, living long is his greatest advantage.

If he was still like other cultivators, taking risks for a little cultivation resources, then he would inevitably be a little too incompetent as an immortal.

Other monks fought to the death for cultivation resources, and that was because their lives were short, and if they didn't fight, they would die.

But he has an eternal life, which is completely different from them.

Pouring a cup of tea for Meng Guan, He Song reached out and pushed the teacup in front of Meng Guan.

At this time.

Meng Guan, who was full of old face, looked very struggling.

He had been stuck in the middle of Qi training, and it had been too long.

For a long time, he himself felt that he was old, and let himself become an old man.

But now.

An opportunity to earn a large number of spirit stones is just around the corner.

However, once he wanted to seize this opportunity, he needed to give up his identity as an insider of the Immortal Fang and become a casual cultivator from now on.

This result is absolutely unacceptable to him.

The gap between the internal cultivators in the Immortal Fang and the casual cultivators is actually extremely huge.

The mortality rate of casual practice remains high.

After Sanxiu is killed, no one will take revenge for it.

The status of casual cultivation is extremely low, so low that anyone can step on it.

The resources that can be obtained by casual cultivation are also extremely limited.

But as long as it is a cultivator inside the Immortal Fang, none of these things will exist.

Cultivate peacefully and steadily.

Resources that are issued on a monthly or annual basis.

After being trapped, friends will avenge themselves.

It has a very high status in the fairy fang, and it can go sideways in the face of loose cultivation.

Such a strong contrast made Meng Guan not only want to earn a high amount of spirit stones, but also unwilling to give up his identity as an insider in Xianfang.

That's why he's struggling at the moment.

"Lao Meng, don't think about it so much, save spirit stones with peace of mind, and when the time is ripe, let's go to Qingyuan Immortal City together and buy a Realm Breaking Pill for you." Wei Fan saw Meng Guan's struggle, and immediately spoke softly.

"Brother Wei is right, let's slowly accumulate spirit stones, maybe by then the spirit stones have not been saved enough, and they will already rely on themselves to break through the realm." When He Song heard this, he also opened his mouth to comfort him.

Meng Guan can be called He Song's guide in the world of cultivating immortals.

If it weren't for Meng Guan casually giving the predecessor a copy of "Spirit Plant Cultivation Techniques", He Song would probably become a casual cultivator as soon as he crossed over.

The way of survival of casual cultivation in the immortal cultivation world is much, much worse than that of Ling Zhifu.

Not to mention breaking through to the third level of qi cultivation within five years.

Whether it can break through the second layer of qi training in five years is still a question.

Not to mention the dangers that need to be encountered by casual cultivation, He Song has never encountered them once.

In this way, Meng Guan did have a great favor to He Song, although he didn't know it himself.

However, He Song needs to remember this.

Cultivating immortals, thought access is also one of the elements.

Now seeing that Meng Guan wants to jump into the fire pit of the ore vein, without affecting himself, He Song definitely needs to be persuaded to do so.

Mining into the veins is much more profitable.

But even a small life can be lost.

At the same time, it is also necessary to resign from the internal position of Xianfang.

Paying such a heavy price, only to end up jumping into a fire pit.

If he didn't persuade him again, watching Meng Guan jump into the fire pit, He Song always felt that he couldn't go away.