At the foot of Changling Mountain.

Almost as if an appointment was made, there were many Lingnong who decided to harvest Linghe rice on this day.

It was early in the morning, and many spiritual farmers rushed to the spiritual field.

Especially Lao Xu, almost all the old and young went into battle.

Ten acres of spiritual land, can you not be busy for a while?

Some Lingnong, who lived alone, were not stingy with expenses at this time, and specially invited one or two innate martial artists to help with the work.

Although the pole of Linghe rice is tough, the lawn mower is already sharp, and the innate true qi of the martial artist is also not weak, and harvesting Linghe is not a problem.

"Let's start, try to harvest all the spiritual rice today."

Zhou Qiankun let out a low sigh, directly took a lawn mower and went down to Lingtian.

Zhou Changwang will not be lazy, and he also takes a lawn mower and goes down to the field from the other side.

The spiritual power in his body moved slightly, pouring into the lawn mower, and then he grabbed a spiritual grass and slashed hard.

Linghe was cut off, and then put it aside, and continued to harvest the next plant, after a dozen or so plants, he stopped slightly, and gathered all the Lingmi poles together.

However, compared to Zhou Changwang, his father Zhou Qiankun's speed is much faster.

Just standing in place, facing the knife edge towards Linghe rice, between the surging true qi, the knife light flashed.

Burst......

With a muffled sound, in front of him, a piece of Linghe rice was harvested by him to the end, and then he picked it up one by one, piled it up and put it aside, and then stepped forward again to make a knife.

One piece at a time, one by one.

And so on and so forth.

Zhou Changwang finished cutting a handful of kung fu, and there were already three more piles around him.

It still took a little time to pick up the spiritual rice, otherwise it would be faster.

Seeing this, Zhou Changwang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Dad, you come to cut, I'll pick it up, so hurry up." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Qiankun also nodded, and then his true qi surged and waved forward.

Laugh at~!

Cut a large piece, and then stepped forward again, and swung out again.

Zhou Changwang followed behind and picked it up quickly.

The two work together and are extremely fast.

In less than half an hour, an acre of spiritual land was harvested.

Then, Zhou Changwang dragged a bucket and was about to throw the Linghe pole at the rice, but Zhou Qiankun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't be so troublesome." ”

As he spoke, he put the Lingmi pole into the drag, and then his body shook slightly, and under the transmission of strength, the Lingmi condensed on the Linghe fell off and flew out.

Looking at the Linghe pole again, except for one or two shriveled spiritual rice, there was not the slightest residue at all.

"Dad, what kind of martial arts are you?

There is also the knife technique of cutting the spirit rice just now, which seems to be extremely strong. ”

Zhou Changwang couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's a spirit trembling.

With force conduction, with the help of shaking power, shaking out the spirit rice at the end of Linghe, it is nothing, almost innate realm martial artists, can easily master.

As for the knife technique, it is a knife cut for the wind, and it is taken to face the wind and cut the artistic conception of the knife against the trend.

In other words, even if the wind blows against the blade, when the warrior swings the sword, it can be integrated into it and increase its power with the power of the wind. ”

Zhou Qiankun was still a little proud at first, but he glanced at Zhou Changwang, and then quickly changed his words and said, "These are all small ways.

Compared to spells, it's nothing at all.

You don't have to spend your mind on this, it's just a waste of time.

Learning spells well and increasing cultivation is the most important thing.

As long as you reach the fourth level of the Qi training period, no matter what martial artist you are, you are all a local chicken and a dog, and it is not worth mentioning. ”

"I think that this martial art is also unique."

Zhou Changwang knew that his father's martial arts were actually very clever, and he was a real peak martial arts powerhouse.

It's just a pity that this is a world of cultivating immortals, and when the road ahead is broken, even if it is the peak of martial arts, it is powerless to fight against the fourth-level cultivators of the Qi cultivation period.

Because once the monk reaches the fourth layer of the Qi training period, the spiritual power can be combined with the spiritual power, turning into spiritual consciousness, no matter what martial arts, no matter how subtle, in front of the spiritual sense, there is nothing to hide, plus the fourth layer of the Qi training period The monk can control the magic weapon freely, turn and shuttle at will, and the power is extremely strong, even if the martial arts are congenital and have true qi to protect the body, but after all, he is a mortal body and is powerless to resist.

Because of this, he has always opposed Zhou Changwang's martial arts practice and doesn't want him to waste his time on this.

"After all, it's just a mortal skill, it's nothing."

Zhou Qiankun shook his head and sighed.

Zhou Changwang had the heart to persuade a few words, but after all, he could only be silent.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, there are also methods of physical cultivation, but even if it is physical cultivation, it must have a spiritual root in order to cultivate.

The mortal body of the flesh cannot withstand the baptism of the aura at all.

Maybe martial arts, there are amazing talents, you can find another way, take a key step, and embark on the road of martial arts, but at least in Fengming Wufang City, there is no such existence.

Zhou Qiankun has been pursuing for 20 years, and he has never heard of such a person.

Subsequently, Zhou Qiankun continued to be busy.

Linghe rice was shaken off by Zhou Qiankun with the method of spiritual rhino trembling, and the speed can be described as fast.

Zhou Changwang only needed to take out the sack and knock all the shaking Spirit Gu into it.

Soon, one acre of spiritual land was harvested, and by his side, there were also three more bags of spiritual valleys.

"A bag of spiritual rice is about two hundred catties, and three generations are six hundred catties.

After deducting the chaff of Linggu, it is almost five hundred and fifty catties. ”

Zhou Changwang made a brief calculation, and he was quite satisfied.

Five hundred and fifty catties has exceeded his planned output.

That's a lot, but it's earned.

However, the second acre is the spiritual field that has been ravaged by the ironclad pig, although it has recovered a little later with the assistance of the dead wood rejuvenation technique, but the Linghe Lingmi that has been eaten away can not grow back.

In the last harvest, only less than two bags were recovered, which can be regarded as a 400 catties, and after deducting the chaff, the output of spiritual rice is about 370 catties.

However, it was the third acre of spiritual field, which made Zhou Changwang a little surprised, just counting the spirit valley reached 670 catties, and after deducting the chaff, he could also harvest 612 catties of spiritual rice.

"All in all, it is equivalent to a total of 1,530 catties of spiritual rice that I have harvested.

Even if you don't take into account the factors of being ravaged by ironclad pigs, on average, it has reached the standard of 500 catties per mu.

It's a small harvest.

It doesn't live up to my efforts during this time. ”

Looking at the bags of Linggu piled on the Lingtian, Zhou Changwang's face also showed a smile.

As for the unharvested spiritual field, he was also compensated in another way.

The ironclad pig was sold through Zhou Qiankun, but it brought him an income of one hundred and ten lower-grade spirit stones.

Now his total number of spirit stones has reached more than eight hundred and eighty.

It's not far from the 1,000 mark.

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