"Why...... Is it because of the poor insect resistance of this elixir? Lin Feng asked.

Xu Xiaohuan slowly spoke, "You are only half right, with your current cultivation in the early stage of the spirit vein, you can only choose a lark to deal with the insect infestation. ”

"However, when the grain herb is close to maturity, it emits a special smell similar to the aroma of rice, which may attract insect swarms. ”

"At that time, it will take three or five times the number of larks to deal with it, otherwise a large amount of elixir will be lost. ”

Lin Feng subconsciously scratched his head and asked, "Senior Sister Xu said that it is possible, that is, it is possible that it will not attract insect swarms." ”

Xu Xiaohuan thought for a moment and said softly, "That's right, although Gu Herb is the most cost-effective of the first-grade elixir. ”

"But I advise you not to take risks, once you attract a swarm, it is likely to be the result of no harvest. ”

Lin Feng secretly calculated the pros and cons in his heart, he had now entered the spirit vein stage, and he needed to immediately purchase some pills to improve his cultivation, which required a lot of spirit stones.

If he changed to other elixirs, the time and cost would increase significantly, which would affect his cultivation.

Even if you change to other elixirs, it is not that there are no risks at all, so it is better to take some risks and maximize the benefits.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng made a decision and said, "Thank you Senior Sister Xu for reminding me, I still want to plant grain herbs." ”

"Well, well, since you have made up your mind, I won't persuade you anymore, you and I will pick three larks. ”

Xu Xiaohuan sighed lightly, and after speaking, Huanhuan turned around and walked into a door behind him, and Lin Feng quickly followed.

"Well, then you say we should not grow grain herbs. ”

"Let's change to other elixirs, I don't want to end up empty. ”

"Well, it's better to be on the safe side. ”

Several disciples who were reading the elixir catalogue had obviously heard the conversation between Xu Xiaohuan and Lin Feng, and they all dispelled the idea of planting Gu herbs.

Lin Feng followed Xu Xiaohuan into a corridor, stopped in front of a house door, Xu Xiaohuan pushed open the door and the two entered the room.

"So many larks. Lin Feng exhaled softly.

There are seventy or eighty bamboo-to-bird cages two feet square neatly placed in the house, and there are more or less larks in them.

"These larks have been planted with sigils, and they will obey your orders, each lark has ten spirit stones, and the new disciples who enter the door are enough to buy larks for the first time, and they can owe up to three on credit, you can choose at will

Choose. Xu Xiaohuan explained softly.

"Ten spirit stones, I didn't expect this lark to be so expensive, but fortunately, you can owe it on credit. Lin Feng subconsciously touched the three spirit stones lying quietly in his arms, and muttered a few words in his heart.

Lin Feng looked at it as he walked, and many of the larks in the cage were all pretending to sleep on their own, and they didn't pay attention to Lin Feng, who was approaching.

In just a dozen breaths, Lin Feng had seen more than two dozen birdcages.

Just as he walked to a birdcage with three larks, one of the larks suddenly opened its eyes and looked at Lin Feng.

At the same time, a wisp of feathers on its head slowly stood up, and with an anthropomorphic look that turned out to be yours, it looked at Lin Feng and called out crisply, as if greeting Lin Feng, which was completely different from the reaction of other larks.

"Huh, is it...... You know me...... Well, since we are destined, we will choose you. ”

Lin Feng muttered a few words, lifted the birdcage and walked up to Xu Xiaohuan, and said, "Senior Sister Xu, I have chosen, I want these three." ”

Xu Xiaohuan heard Lin Feng's self-talk, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled sweetly, "Okay, let's go back." ”

The two returned to the front hall, and Lin Feng found a place to sit cross-legged, closing his eyes and pranayama and waiting quietly.

After about three incense sticks, the rest of the disciples had already selected the lark and returned to the front hall.

"I have already written down the number of spirit stones you owe on credit, and I will pay it off within half a year, and if you don't understand anything about planting elixir, you can come to the miscellaneous office in this district to find me. ”

"Now, I'll send you back to the small courtyard of your choice. ”

After speaking, Xu Xiaohuan pinched the trick with one hand to summon the clouds, and everyone walked up to the clouds one after another to stand.

Xu Xiaohuan drove the clouds to fly out of the attic, and once from near to far, sent everyone to their respective small courtyards, and it just so happened that Lin Feng was the last.

Lin Feng walked down the clouds, looked at the small courtyard surrounded by a half-human-high fence wall not far in front of him, showed his white and neat teeth, and smiled with satisfaction, "Thank you, Senior Sister Xu." ”

Xu Xiaohuan looked at Lin Feng, who was handsomely dressed in front of him, but had a good temperament, and smiled slightly.

Since Xu Xiaohuan saw Lin Feng, she felt that Lin Feng was different from most people of the same age, but she couldn't say what was different.

After sending Xu Xiaohuan away, Lin Feng turned around and walked into the fence courtyard.

In the courtyard, three acres of spiritual fields are overgrown with wild grasses and many colorful wildflowers, there are two ordinary wooden houses in the courtyard, a well in front of the house, and a wooden roller on the well.

Lin Feng pushed the door and walked into the wooden house, the inside of the house was very clean, there was a wooden table and four bamboo chairs in the outer room, a wooden bed in the inner room, a futon on the floor, and nothing else.

He put the birdcage in his hand on the wooden table, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, and in a short time he climbed to the top of a hill almost a hundred feet high behind the small courtyard.

Lin Feng's expression was serious, he looked up in the direction of his hometown Sanlipu, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "I am already a real immortal...... A real immortal...... Immortals......"

The voice echoed leisurely, and it was heard for miles.

In more than a dozen small courtyards around the hill, the people who were busy in the spiritual field raised their heads in unison after hearing this sound.

They all looked at a tall and plainly dressed black-clothed young man on the top of the mountain, and they all showed a knowing smile.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and turned around and went down the hill.

Back in the small courtyard, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and a hoe appeared in his other hand.

"Let my beautiful path of cultivating immortals start from this small courtyard. Lin Feng muttered a few words impassionedly, his spiritual power was running in his body, and he picked up the hoe and began to weed.

The hoe seemed heavy, but it felt light as nothing in his hand, Lin Feng only took half a day to turn over the three acres of spiritual field, and hoeed all the weeds clean.

Lin Feng took out the seeds of the grain herbs, sprinkled them evenly in the already ploughed ravine, and filled the gully with his hands.

After scattering all the seeds, he took out the bucket, and the buckets of clear well water were pumped out of the well, and in less than an hour, he watered three acres of spiritual fields.

When Lin Feng finished doing all this, it was already evening, he wiped the Han on his forehead, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.

"Farming can consume so much spiritual power, it seems that my cultivation is too low, and I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible. ”

After a few words to himself, he returned to the hut and crossed his knees on the futon.

He took out some of the food he had brought in the storage bag and hurriedly filled his stomach, and began to close his eyes and meditate to restore his spiritual power.

After fully recovering his spirit, it was already late at night, but he did not feel the slightest sleepiness, he turned over and took out a booklet, and read it carefully with the help of the bright moonlight outside the window.

The first thing he looked at was a human-level low-level spell, the Flying Sword Technique, which had only one effect, which was to control the flight of spiritual weapons.

The monk can only conjure clouds and fly when he reaches the Spirit Sea Stage, so now he can only practice this flying sword technique.

In the time of a meal, Lin Feng was familiar with the spell mantra by heart.

He got up and walked out of the hut, walked out of the small courtyard, and raised his hand to take out a metal spike half a foot wide and three feet long, without a sword hilt, and lay it flat on the ground.

This sword blade is a low-level human-level flying spirit weapon that the sect gave to its disciples for free.

Standing on the peak, Lin Feng's knees were slightly bent and he put on a decent flying posture.

As soon as he silently recited the mantra, the peak flew out more than three zhang away, and the front end was inserted in the soil, and Lin Feng had already fallen to the ground on the ground with a pop.

"I'm in a hurry, I should slowly lift into the air, and then move forward and gradually accelerate. Lin Feng quickly found the reason for the failure of the first flight.

Here, I have to praise Lin Feng's comprehension and learning ability.

Half an hour later, he was already proficient in controlling the blade of the sword, flying at will at a height of three feet above the ground.

Not only that, but even some difficult turns and sharp disguises were mastered by him.

After another hour, there was only a trace of spiritual power left in his body, and he couldn't get enough of the peak, and returned to the house to meditate and recover his spiritual power.

In the early morning of the next day, a crisp bell rang through the canyon, and Lin Feng was already behind the small courtyard, at the foot of the small mountain.

He pinched his left hand, raised his right hand, and on the palm of his right hand, a ball of fire the size of a skull appeared.

As soon as he raised his hand, the fireball flew out quickly, and in just two blinks of an eye, it slammed into the mountain wall ten feet away.

With a muffled bang, the fire suddenly exploded, and in two blinks of an eye, the fire dissipated.

At the point where the rock wall was hit, there was a rocky lagoon within a kilometer, and the vegetation on it had turned to fly ash.

"The fireball technique is so powerful, if it hits a person, I'm afraid it can burn people to ashes in a moment. ”

Lin Feng muttered a few words, pinched with one hand and raised the other hand violently, and a flash of white light flew out of his palm, and in mid-air, the white light turned into an ice pick that was about a foot long and sharp at the tip of an arm.

In the blink of an eye, the ice pick passed through the trunk of a small tree and stabbed into the rock wall, and with a crisp impact, the ice pick shattered into countless tiny ice crystals, slowly melting and dissipating, and the small tree had been cut off by the ice pick.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed it with five fingers, and a green vine the thickness of an arm flew out of his palm.

In the next moment, the vines wrapped around a rock the size of a wooden basin on the ground, and he took a sharp step back, stomping his foot on the ground and pulling it hard.

The rock slammed down on his face, and he quickly changed a handprint, and with a movement of his mind, the vines disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, on the ground three feet in front of his feet, a wall of earth suddenly rose to see a foot thick and three feet wide and a man high.

As soon as the picture wall was formed, the rapid rocks smashed into the earthen wall.

There was a muffled boom, and the rocks shattered and scattered in all directions, and at the same time, the earthen wall instantly disintegrated and dissipated.

"These kinds of spells still need to be practiced, and the cooperation between the four spells must be done as you like. ”

Lin Feng set high standards and high requirements for himself.

Just now, the four spells he cast were Fireball Technique, Ice Pick Technique, Winding Technique, and Earth Wall Technique.

These spells are all recorded in the book, the most basic human-level low-level spells.

In this way, three days passed in a flash.

In the past few days, Lin Feng has been cultivating these spells, except for the necessary rest.

He cultivates spells, has his own opinions and methods, he does not deliberately pursue the maximum damage of spells, but cares more about the cooperation between several spells.

The world of cultivating immortals is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected, and on the Zhongyuan Continent, there are monks who fall every day for various reasons.

Maybe one day, he will fight with others, and it is not uncommon for him to fight hard.

If you want to defeat your opponent with similar cultivation, in addition to having better exercises and spells.

The judicious use of spells and close coordination are certainly the most important of the winning factors.