Hua Mingxiang looks very happy, anyone who sees the fruit of their hard work from germination to growth, from growth to panicle, from panicle to harvest, will have this kind of thought. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I now finally understand why my father didn't leave his hometown to work", Yang Qing experienced an unprecedented feeling at this moment, which was the satisfaction of the harvest.

"Sword Vein Technique", Hua Mingxiang manipulated the white blade true qi on her fingers, gradually penetrating the ears of the spirit storage rice, and then she put it away.

It took three months to plant this acre of spiritual rice, but the harvest was completed in less than a quarter of an hour.

"How many grains of spirit storage rice are there", Yang Qing asked in a trembling voice, although it was only one acre of spiritual field, but it was of great significance to him.

"Thirty-eight thousand four hundred grains", Hua Mingxiang saw the stored spirit rice in the treasure bag at a glance.

"In addition to handing in 35,000 grains, then the remaining 3,400 grains can be spread evenly between the two of us," Yang Qing said with a smile, "That is, each person can have 1,700 grains." “

"Hmm", Hua Mingxiang was not as happy as this junior brother at this time, she took out fifteen hundred grains of stored spirit rice from the treasure bag, "This is yours, take it!"

Yang Qing put away these spirit storage rice. Then he saw Hua Mingxiang flying towards Lingzhi Peak with a flying hoop, and hurriedly asked, "Why are you going?"

"Of course, these spirit storage rice have been handed in," Hua Mingxiang explained in mid-air.

"That's right", Yang Qing put away the worries in his heart, if he didn't hand in the spirit storage rice, he wouldn't be able to get the rice seeds, and if he didn't get the rice seeds, he couldn't continue to produce rice, so he, the disciples of the Spirit Value Hall, had to turn in honestly every time the rice matured.

Yang Qing returned to his residence and looked at the fifteen hundred grains of Stored Spirit Rice in the Hundred Treasure Bag, and was a little depressed at the same time. This 1,500 grains of spirit storage rice is also one hundred and forty low-grade spirit stones, and fourteen medium-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention the exchange of these fourteen medium-grade spirit stones, it is estimated that they can't even buy a corner.

"It seems that Yin Shouzheng is quite short of spirit stones now", Yang Qing thought that he still hadn't had a spirit stone to listen to the class, and the favor owed to him last time hadn't been paid off.

So he drove the hoop out of the Spirit Value Hall and rushed to the Refining Hall, and the management mode of the Refining Hall was different from that of the Spirit Plantation Hall.

It belongs to the small class teaching, except for the corresponding spells. There is also a refining class every day, which is as easy as Lingzhi Hall.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and those who can carry out the refining profession from beginning to end will definitely not lack spirit stones in the end, and people will do technical work.

Refine a magic weapon casually. As long as it is a finished product, it is estimated that it is dozens of times the profit.

Although the farmers in the Lingzhi Hall are also doing technical work, they have so many harvests every month, and they still need to hand them in, and even fewer can get them in the end.

It's easy in front, but it's hard to walk in the back.

Yang Qing found the residence where Yin Shouzheng was located in the Refining Hall. This kid was meditating in the room.

"What are you doing here", Yin Shouzheng heard someone knocking on the door, and when he opened the door, he saw that he was an old acquaintance who he hadn't seen for a long time, and he had almost forgotten that he had a fellow villager in Genting Heavenly Palace.

"For you", Yang Qing took out the more than a thousand grains of Stored Spirit Rice from the treasure bag and put them on the table, and then looked around the interior of the house.

The Refining Hall is worthy of being the richest place in the Genting Heavenly Palace, and this splendid house with carved railings and paintings is obviously rich, compared to the Lingzhi Hall, it is a heaven and an earth.

"It's too timely", Yin Shouzheng saw the full of spiritual rice on the table, and his heart was overjoyed. He was now in a hurry to pay for the lectures, and his hair almost turned gray. He needed thirty spirit stones for each lecture, and he was already in debt.

It's okay to go once or twice, but if you go every day, you can't stand it. The Chuangong Hall opened six times in a month, so he needed one hundred and eighty lower grade spirit stones a month, and the monthly number he could get was only ninety, and the gap in the middle was obviously unequal.

"Refine", Yang Qingwen smiled and patted the kid on the shoulder. He thought of a very good way to obtain magic weapons, and that was to fully fund this kid to refine weapons.

Yang Qing is not at ease with anyone, but believes in him. This is not only because of the same hometown. What's more important is that this kid's strength and heritage are definitely not worth talking about.

In the past, in that part of Shengzhou, it belonged to the Yin Grand Prince who commanded the world, and no one knew the prestige of the martial saint.

Even if he came out of Shengzhou to Dongsheng Shenzhou, the fierceness of this kid's power is incomparable, is the disciple of Tiankui called in vain.

At that time, all the spirit stones obtained by planting the spirit storage rice will be funded by Yin Shouzheng. Then Yin Shouzheng must have resources in the refining weapon, no matter whether he succeeds in refining the weapon or not, Yang Qing can have the magic weapon to absorb potential points.

Some people don't use it, expire and become invalid, Yang Qing can be said to be well aware of the truth.

"Anyway, you won't have a conspiracy against me", Yin Shouzheng can be regarded as experiencing the warmth and coldness of human affection in the sect, and at first glance he saw Yang Qing helping so heartily. He was also a little skeptical.

"Hey, why don't you even doubt me", Yang Qing couldn't cry or laugh, this kid is really a frightened bird now, "Don't worry, when the time comes, your refinery will be at ease, and if it succeeds, we will divide it equally, if it doesn't work, you can just give me the failed magic weapon." ”

After Yang Qing said this, he left here with a flying hoop, leaving Yin Shouzheng in the room in a daze.

When Yang Qing returned to his dilapidated house, he saw a beautiful guest in the house.

"Oh, what kind of wind blew Senior Sister Vena here", Yang Qing saw the jade machine that he hadn't seen for a long time, and immediately put away the hoop to greet him, and his tone was flattering.

"Don't come with me", Yu Jizhu scolded angrily, but then asked with a smile, "How does Senior Sister usually treat you?"

"Uh", Yang Qing was secretly vigilant in his heart at this time, he had nothing to do, he was either a traitor or a thief, not to mention that this person who was attentive was still your boss.

But when he saw that this senior sister's pretty face began to turn cold, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Senior sister is kind to junior brother, junior brother has always been impressed. ”

"That's good", Yu Jizhu smiled, and then turned his anger into joy, and his tone suddenly changed, "Then you have to help Senior Sister with one thing." ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Qing didn't dare to agree, but asked cautiously. What can make Vena, who is at the ninth level of qi refining, can't do it, how can he, a small shrimp at the first level of qi refining, be able to do it.

"You go to the Bounty Hall to get a quest and go out for three months," Yu Jizhu said softly.

"Why?" Yang Qing was also confused by Vena's words, the bounty task was never so simple.

What's more, why let him go out for three months, there must be a big problem in this.

"I'll tell you the truth." Yu Jizhu no longer plays dumb riddles, and reveals all the things that happened one by one, "I have to start with that ......."

Of course, the cheap maid in Senior Sister Weina's mouth refers to Hua Mingxiang, and it turns out that his senior sister handed over the Spiritual Rice today is not handed over to Weina. Instead, he crossed the jade machine and handed it directly to Ma Shang Bezhen, who was a great monk in the Jindan period and the first seat of the Lingzhi Hall.

The daily workflow of the Lingzhi Hall is like this, the basic disciples plant the spiritual rice and hand it over to Vena, and Vena hands it over to Mashang Beshou. Then the rice seeds will be distributed on the hemp.

Of course, Vena, as the steward of the Spirit Plantation Hall, does not grow Spiritual Rice. Therefore, after those spiritual disciples handed over the rice grains, Vena would definitely draw oil and water from them.

Generally speaking, 35,000 grains of spiritual rice need to be handed over to one mu of spiritual field, and Vena will draw 2,000 from them, and the final number handed over to the first seat should be 33,000.

The bad thing is that the amount of oil pumped by Vina is even more than the commission of the disciples who planted the spiritual field with their own hands.

Hua Mingxiang is a master who can suffer losses, she is a powder keg who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Ordinary disciples can only stuff the bitter water in their stomachs in the face of this kind of oil-pumping water, and go and cry by themselves.

But Hua Mingxiang's name is too big, not only as a disciple of Tiankui. It is also an elite with full peach blossoms and young yang, and there is nothing to talk about in terms of roots and qualifications.

Therefore, the elders of the Jindan period also fought for her, and they almost fought. At this time, fortunately, the master came out to obstruct it, otherwise a civil strife in the Genting Heavenly Palace would have occurred.

To the surprise of all the elders, the head of the sect actually assigned Hua Mingxiang to the Lingzhi Hall, the work of the Lingzhi Hall was purely thankless, and the oil and water were low, and the ordinary disciples and elders were unwilling to go to the Lingzhi Hall to serve.

However, the master of the sect had spoken, and these elders had no choice but to hold the bitter water in their hearts and pinch their noses to admit it.

At this time, the only happy person is probably this Ma Shangbei, for no other reason than because he is the first seat of the Lingzhi Hall.

As the first building of the Lingzhi Hall, it is usually not loved by my grandmother and uncle. It can be said that he has no right to speak in the sect, so when the other elders were competing for Hua Mingxiang's disciple, he was very interested in not going to participate.

But the final result was really a bit unexpected, and the surprise was so inexplicable. He was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

Generally speaking, the disciples assigned to the Lingzhi Hall are the ones with the lowest roots, so Ma Shang Bei became the head of the Lingzhi Hall, and he had no intention of accepting the disciples of his own lineage.

However, this Hua Mingxiang is different, the disciples of Tiankui and the foot peach blossom Shaoyang are out of vein, I am afraid that even the Taishang Elder in the Yuan infancy will be moved.

Ma Shang didn't say a word, not only accepted Hua Mingxiang as a personal disciple, but also took care of her very well. If you want money, you have money, and you want people.

This can help Hua Mingxiang to have no one in his eyes, why should the spirit storage rice that I worked so hard to grow finally flow into the hands of Wei Na, just because I am the personal disciple of the first seat and directly hand over the rice grains to the first seat.

Her simple move blew up in the Lingzhi Hall, breaking the rules of the Lingzhi Hall all along.

The consequence of this is that in the future, there may be many spiritual disciples who will directly hand over the spiritual storage rice in their hands to the first seat or Hua Mingxiang, instead of their own head Vena.

There is no commission for the oil and water in the middle, so does it make those Venas drink the northwest wind? As the saying goes, taking someone's money is like killing their parents.

Hua Mingxiang is now counted as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of the twenty Venas of the Lingzhi Hall, and he can't deal with it if he doesn't deal with it.

But Hua Mingxiang is not an ordinary person, she is a disciple of Tiankui and has a full peach blossom and young yang vein, and the sect spares no effort to take care of her.

What's more, she is also the personal disciple of the first adult, the only personal disciple, just with this identity, those ill-intentioned Vena didn't dare to come at all.

However, they didn't want to be hard, they just had to kill Hua Mingxiang's majesty, get the field back, and reshape the rules of the Lingzhi Hall.

Of course, this task fell to Yu Jizhu, who made Hua Mingxiang come from her subordinates.

Yang Qing understood most of the grievances and grievances from the beginning to the end, and his feelings were to let himself drag Hua Mingxiang back.

The disciples of the Spirit Planting Hall have a customized task every three months, that is, to hand in the Spirit Cultivation Rice. If he went out for three months, then Hua Mingxiang would not be able to complete the task at all without the cooperation of 'traveling clouds and rain'.

"Senior sister, then I can't finish it", Yang Qing suddenly thought of this stubble, this is really an immortal fight and a mortal suffering.

"Don't worry, of course I won't let you suffer", Yu Jizhu smiled, and took out a cloth bag from his arms, which was filled with golden stored spirit rice, looking at this mountain of rice, I am afraid that there are no less than 50,000 grains.

Yang Qing had nothing to say, although she was very excited about the spirit storage rice in front of her, but Hua Mingxiang was her teammate after all, and it was a bit disgraceful to abandon her like this.

"What's the matter, it won't be too little", Yu Jizhu's face changed, and he smiled coldly. I didn't expect this little junior brother to have the appetite for Long Wangshu, this greed is not ordinary.

"No", Yang Qing waved his hand and said with difficulty, "After all, Senior Sister Hua Mingxiang has no enmity with me in the past and no resentment in the near future, so she can't do such a calculation." “

"Hmph, what a 'no grudge in the past, no hatred today'", Yu Jizhu laughed, and after laughing, he put away the cloth bag from the table, and said meaningfully before leaving, "You will come to me, I promise!"

"What do you mean", Yang Qing was puzzled, but this Vena didn't answer and left here very simply with a flying hoop.

I have to say that the mystery left by Wei Na at the end was too weird, and Yang Qing didn't understand the meaning of her words until several days.

However, Hua Mingxiang was very powerful, she received 16,000 rice seeds from Ma Shangbei, which didn't mean that Yang Qing needed to be in charge of four acres of spiritual land in the next three months.

Of course, the greater the responsibility, the harvest is fruitful. Four acres of spiritual land will probably be able to divide six or seven thousand spiritual rice after three months, that is, six or seven hundred lower-grade spiritual stones.

Just do it, Yang Qing and Hua Mingxiang continued to sow, irrigate, and remove insects and a series of cultivation work, and the four acres of spiritual rice in the spiritual field made him a little stressed.

The sown rice seeds only grow to maturity, from maturity to harvesting, and time flies, and three months pass in a blink of an eye. (To be continued.) )