Reincarnated in this world, although he had always been cautious and did not do dangerous things such as hunting monsters.

But these six years have not been wasted in vain, it can be said that they have been climbing upwards in prudence.

First, it took three years to adapt to this world, and with his continuous efforts, he got to know several monks in the late stage of Qi refining.

Then he seized the opportunity to use a late-stage Qi refining monk to connect with the medicine garden steward who recruited disciples, and finally took the opportunity to bribe the steward to join the Chiyang Palace, getting rid of the lowest-level identity of casual cultivation and having a stable cultivation environment.

Although the work in the Xuanmu Yam Garden is nothing for those monks who are really big monks who are already from a good background, it is also a good job, and many small monk families are willing to arrange such a job for their clansmen.

Originally, according to the Chiyang Palace's Lingzhifu introductory text, when an ordinary Lingzhifu in the middle stage of Qi cultivation was planting a spiritual field, if he was in charge of all the links such as cultivation, planting, hoeing, raising, managing, and harvesting, and then considering factors such as the concentration of spiritual qi and the time that the monk spent on the spiritual field every day, he would take care of a first-order medium-grade spiritual field of about six acres at most.

However, he seems to have a lot of talent for farming, and in just one year, his attainments in the Lingzhifu are no less than those first-order Lingzhifu who have been in charge of the Lingtian for decades.

On the other hand, although his attribute panel is wasted and can't be upgraded or anything, it can be released on other items. With the help of the attribute panel, he can really do intensive cultivation and solve problems such as insect infestation and so on on every green corn plant.

Therefore, in the second year of entering the medicine garden, he took the initiative to apply to the upper side to add two acres of spiritual land.

At the end of the second year, not only did all the green corn in Lingtian grow well, but even the yield and quality did not decrease at all. The yield of eight acres of land is 210 catties per mu, which is much more than the normal yield of 200 catties per mu of green corn.

At this time, a deacon of the Chiyang Hall came to inspect the Lingtian, saw his merits, and at the same time, in order to stimulate and motivate other Lingzhifu and medicine garden personnel, he rewarded him with a first-order mid-grade Xuanmu sword weapon.

Although this Xuanmu sword only has four layers of law prohibition inside, it is the lowest grade in the first-order middle-grade magic weapon, but because it is produced in the Chiyang Palace, the quality is a little stronger than the magic weapon outside, so it is worth about a hundred and ten spirit stones.

Although he now has six spirit stones per month, and twenty catties of lower grade spirit rice worth two spirit stones, and even the rewards given according to the cultivation excellence of the spirit field when the spirit field is harvested, but after removing the expenses such as cultivation loss, he can only accumulate twenty spirit stones in a year.

It can be said that this magic weapon solves his urgent need for the enemy magic weapon.

Otherwise, when you are fighting against others, you can't take out the spiritual weapons distributed by the medicine garden - those spiritual hoes, spiritual shovels and the like magic weapons and rush up to fight against others.

"This guy, look at my spirit hoe!"

Shaking his head to dispel the mixed thoughts in his mind, Zhao Yuan couldn't help frowning slightly, "I am a miscellaneous servant, if I still want to climb up, then it is best to become an official disciple of the Chiyang Palace."

With my mid-to-upper-class talents, when the time comes, when the time for recruiting disciples every five years in the Chiyang Hall comes, I should be able to directly enter it and become an official disciple of the Chiyang Palace.

However, the treatment of the ordinary disciples of the Chiyang Hall is not far from that of me, the Spirit Planter, even if they want to obtain higher classics, they need to continue to complete tasks to obtain contribution points, and then use these contribution points to exchange.

Then I might as well honestly nest in this medicine garden and accumulate spirit stones to buy classics with peace of mind. When there are enough spirit stones, go to Fang Market to buy a copy of "The First Solution of Alchemy". ”

When he learns this "First Solution of Alchemy", he will become an official disciple of Chiyang Palace, and his status will be different.

After all, the Shangyang Danmeng, who was born in the Chiyang Palace, started with alchemy, and the status of the disciples who have learned the "First Solution of Alchemy" is naturally much higher.

What's more, if he learns those alchemy classics, knows how to deal with those common elixirs, and has a certain understanding of medicinal properties and fire, etc., then he can take on the task of giving those Dandian alchemists.

This kind of task is not only safe, but also rewarding, and if those alchemists who post the task are in a good mood, they may save a lot of hard work.

Between thoughts, I saw that there was already a faint fragrance coming from the cookware in front of me, and when I opened the lid, I could see the plump and moist green corn crowded inside.

As the green corn descended into his belly, he could soon feel a gentle aura rising from his abdomen, and then began to wander around the limbs, growing his cultivation while constantly warming his body.

"You have taken a bowl of first-order medium-grade green corn, your body is being nourished, and your experience points are +1.。。。。。。 ”

With a bowl of spiritual rice in his stomach, Zhao Yuan immediately began to practice and began to refine the spiritual energy in it. After a few hours, after seeing the words +6 experience on the system panel, he stopped practicing and prepared to leave for Surabaya.

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Xiuzhenfang City, Surabaya County, outside Surabaya Fang, Zhao Yuan calmed down the mana on his body, and then looked up at the Fang City in front of him again.

Despite its name, Surabaya is actually a small town and a trading center for the monks of the entire Surabaya County, and he came here because the last few days have been the busiest days of the year for the Surabaya Place.

After passing the inspection of the guards of Fang City and being warned, Zhao Yuan successfully entered Fang City. In an instant, the streets of light have come into view.

At the entrance of the Danfang near the entrance in the left front, there are clerks holding a first-order lower grade magic instrument in their hands to introduce the pills to the monks around.

Four years ago, he was one of the people in this shop, and he did the same thing as the little guys do now.

Not only this Danfang, but also other shops have their own means, and the front of the door is full of illusions flashing, introducing their own characteristics to the monks passing by.

After passing through this most prosperous area, and getting rid of a few Wanhualou nuns who saw him handsome and wanted him to go in and experience it, he entered the free trading area.

In a few moments, he was in front of a stall. On this stall are some low-level magic weapons or all kinds of low-level spiritual objects, although the level is not high, but it is complete.

The stall owner Wang Boshun is an old man in his fifties and sixties, who cultivates in the late stage of Qi practice, and at this time, he saw Zhao Yuan coming here with a little disheveled, and couldn't help but laugh, "Yo, I'll just say, young people are angry, Zhao Xiaoyou thought that he went to Wanhualou to experience it, and the residual aroma on his body has not yet dissipated." ”

Seeing Wang Boshun's lewd smile, Zhao Yuan didn't think about refuting it, but took out a small bag of spiritual rice from the storage bag and put it on the stall, "Now, come and see how you old guy is!"

Wang Boshun took the spiritual rice and took it in his hand and knew that it was ten catties of spiritual rice, and said with a smile, "It's also strange, there are a lot of spiritual rice on the market, but I like the green corn of your Chiyang Palace."

Fortunately, I can take a part from you every month, otherwise it will be very troublesome to satisfy this appetite. ”

As he spoke, he put away the spiritual rice, picked up a bottle of pill from the stall and threw it to Zhao Yuandao, "Na, I won't take advantage of you, according to the old rules, I will give you half a bottle of the first-order low-grade Xiaohuang Ya Dan."

Although this is only a first-order low-grade pill, and the medicinal power is not as effective as the first-order middle-grade and first-order high-grade Huangya Dan, it is not bad in terms of cost performance. ”

After Zhao Yuan put the pill in the storage bag, he picked up the Surabaya Mansion newspaper that Wang Boshun put next to the seat.

It is said that the Di Bao first originated in the secular dynasty and was used to inform the government affairs of the imperial court, but it also spread among cultivators.

At this time, the newspaper in his hand was the official newspaper released by Surabaya Fang, and it was all the latest news that happened in the cultivation realm of Surabaya County.

Of course, in some small sections, there are also advertisements placed by shops in the market.

At this time, a piece of news about the Chiyang Hall and the other force in the Di newspaper caught his attention, "The conflict between the Qingyuan Dan Alliance Branch Hall and our Chiyang Hall has intensified again?"

Hearing this, Wang Boshun couldn't help but glance blankly, "Your Chiyang Hall is an outsider, and as soon as you enter the three southeastern counties, you have a business conflict with the local Qingyuan Dan League, and the disputes have never stopped over the years. Isn't it normal for conflicts to increase occasionally because of the market for a new type of pill or other reasons?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan also sighed. Although the situation is generally peaceful, in the midst of the invisible disputes, there are constantly low-level monks dying in one conflict after another.

After becoming a disciple of the Chiyang Palace, it is inevitable that you will encounter those tasks that are more dangerous and cannot be refused.

On the contrary, being an honest spirit planter in the medicine garden will not have the opportunity to make a fortune, but it is better to be stable.

After staying at Wang Boshun's stall for a long time, and wandering around the market for a few hours, Zhao Yuan rushed towards Xuanmu Mountain with a little disappointment.

He always hoped to pick up the leaks from the stalls and get good things, but his gold finger could only check his own items, and the things on those stalls were a bunch of question marks when they were explored.

Two years ago, he thought he had a discerning eye for spiritual materials, and he had discovered an opportunity that other monks had not discovered, so he bought an unknown tortoise shell from a stall for ten spirit stones.

Only later did I find out that it was a bureau deliberately set up by the stall owner, who used special means to dispose of the tortoise shell and then put it on the stall to sell, but he didn't see through the trick, and spent more than a dozen spirit stones to buy a first-order lower grade spirit turtle shell that was almost useless when the spirit collapsed.

After Wang Boshun found out, this guy kept laughing at him about this, making him slightly unable to raise his head, after all, this is not a merit worth boasting about.

By the time I returned to Xuanmu Mountain, it was already the middle of the night. At night, Xuanmu Mountain was silent, and under the moonlight, a breeze came, and patches of Lingmi plants kept making the sound of branches and leaves colliding.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Zhao Yuan took out a futon and began to practice directly at the edge of the spiritual field, to this point in cultivation, sleep is no longer essential, and to a certain extent, sleep can already be replaced by cultivation.

However, just as he was about to settle down, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a subtle "squeak" in the rumbling sound, although it was extremely subtle, but it could not be ignored.

"Vole?" he opened his eyes in surprise and looked in the direction from which the voice had come from, as a hint of joy appeared on his face. This vole refers to naturally not those ordinary ordinary voles, but the green jade rats that have become demon beasts with no low intelligence.

These first-order spirit rats all gradually gave birth to spiritual wisdom after secretly devouring spiritual rice in the medicine garden.

Because this medicine garden is planted with green corn, these voles will also have a touch of green jade color on their bodies after giving birth to spiritual wisdom and becoming demon beasts, so they are named green jade rats.

The little guy like the green jade rat also has the habit of storing food when stealing spiritual rice, and after feeding himself alone, he will steal a large amount of spiritual rice and transport it back to his cave to hide.

At the same time, these little guys are also sensitive to the perception of aura, and there may be some low-level spiritual objects in the lair that he has found.

Therefore, once you can catch a green jade rat or even find the cave where he lives, you can make a small fortune, so the handymen of the medicine garden are extremely enthusiastic about tracking down the whereabouts of these little guys.

Two years ago, he had lost more than a dozen spirit stones when he was missing, and he didn't want to be lucky, but after returning to the medicine garden, he found the traces of a green jade rat, and after catching him, he also found a few first-order spirit grasses in his lair, which was a small recovery of losses.

Previously, it was probably because he had just settled into the astringent aura and had not absorbed the spiritual energy from the outside world to cultivate, so he did not alarm the spirit rat and let it touch this side.

At this time, as the rustling sound got closer and closer, Zhao Yuan finally saw its appearance clearly.

I saw that in the spiritual field, a rat the size of a palm, with the color of green jade and extremely shiny, was shuttling during the period.

A moment later, the mana in Zhao Yuan's body worked silently, silently following behind the green jade rat.

If you don't catch it immediately at this time, on the one hand, because you are in the Lingtian, you are afraid that the aftermath of the battle will cause damage to the Lingtian, and on the other hand, it is naturally because you want to follow it to find his lair.

A quarter of an hour later, the green jade rat left the range where Lingtian was, and instead headed towards a surrounding forest. After arriving in the woods, the green jade rat did not immediately return to the nest, but began to circle around.

"This little thing is really cunning and tight!" said secretly in his heart, Zhao Yuan found a low bush and hid it in. He still has this patience.

After a few moments, the green jade rat finally relented and prepared to return to its nest. Zhao Yuan was about to get up, when he suddenly noticed that there was a spiritual energy fluctuation not far away, and immediately a monk had already landed in the bushes not far from him.

"Steward Zhao?" Seeing that familiar figure through the gap in the bushes, Zhao Yuan's eyes couldn't help but widen.

This Steward Zhao is his top boss, and he has always been extremely mean, and even a little of the high-level of the Medicine Garden will deduct the rewards of these spirit planters.

Now, although he didn't know what he was doing here, he was in an embarrassing situation at this time, and he could only continue to hide in the bushes, his breath was constricted, and he didn't dare to show a trace of movement.

As for the green jade rat, let him go, he can still tell the priority of the matter.