"Chubby, got it?" Wang Buji rushed to the ridge, grabbed the bag in Tusheng's hand, and couldn't wait to open it. I saw that in the small bag, there were more than ten seeds of various colors, and Wang Buji took a cursory look, and there were about three or four varieties.

"Well done, Chubby. Wang Bu'er looked excited and patted Tusheng's thick shoulder.

"Fuji, why are you here?" Tusheng reacted at this time, looking Wang Fuji up and down with a look of surprise.

"Uh...... There is nothing to do, and the muscles and bones are active. Wang Buer sighed slightly and snorted.

"Oh. "Tusheng doesn't ask questions, this king is not the same, he often has amazing behavior, and he gets up early to work, well, it doesn't seem strange. A few days ago, this guy also sued him that he had changed his name and was no longer called Wang Kui, but Wang Buer. I don't know how General Wang, who is far away in Luo Tiancheng, will feel when he learns about this.

Thinking of this, Tu Sheng took out a thin thread-bound book from his arms, handed it to Wang Buer, and said, "No, this is the complete cultivation of spiritual plants that I copied, well, the cultivation methods of the four spiritual plants in the bag are all in it." ”

"Oh, thanks. Wang Buer's eyes were bright, and he was not polite, he took the thread-bound book, he was worried that he would not be able to plant. I saw that on the cover of the book, there were crooked words written "Lingzhi Planting Encyclopedia".

Wang Buer looked at these big characters, with black lines on his face, this word is so ugly. But this can't be blamed Tusheng, he grew up in a Lingnong family, and it's good to know a few big characters.

In fact, the first thing Tu Sheng did when he entered the Yishan Sect was to read and write. If you don't know how to read, you don't know the essence of the scriptures, and you don't know what kind of cultivation you are talking about.

In this regard, Wang Buji couldn't help but secretly rejoice, although this Wang Kui didn't learn and didn't know any skills, but he still knew the big characters. Not to mention Wang Kui, it is Wang Buer, and he knows a lot, the font of this world is somewhat similar to the ancient times of his previous life, Wang Buer even guessed with Meng, and he could barely recognize it.

"That, actually, no two. Tusheng saw that Wang Fuji's eyes were shining and he was looking through the spiritual plant planting encyclopedia, and he wanted to stop talking.

"What's wrong?" Wang Buer raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Tu Sheng's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled. This native student, although he has good cultivation qualifications, and has become an outer disciple of the Yishan Sect, he has grown up in a Lingnong family since he was a child, and he has a cautious personality, and he is afraid of offending people, so he often does not dare to speak out what he thinks in his heart.

This may also be the reason why he was able to become Wang Kui's friend, because he was born and never resisted or resisted. Wang Kui has a domineering personality, and his eyes are above the top, and he also laughs at it.

"That...... Actually, I think you can't grow this elixir. Tusheng glanced at Wang Buji cautiously and said in a low voice.

"Oh, why?" Wang Buer was slightly stunned, Tusheng has always been very reliable in speaking, and he will not be untargeted. Could it be that he thinks he is too lazy, but this reason is really said in the past, with Wang Kui's laziness Cheng dù, it may not be able to be planted.

"Your spiritual field, your spiritual power is not enough, and you can't feed these elixirs. Tu Sheng glanced at the ten acres of spiritual land and said slowly. Wang Kui's ten acres of spiritual field, most people in the Yishan Sect know that it was temporarily opened up by Elder Hong, and the spiritual power is insufficient, so it is not advanced at all, and can only grow some non-advanced spiritual plants, such as the spiritual rice that Wang Kui is planting now.

"Spiritual power is not enough, what's the matter?" Wang Buer heard this, closed the spiritual plant planting encyclopedia, he just browsed the whole book, although this book is called the encyclopedia, in fact, there are only more than ten spiritual plant planting methods.

"Well, that's actually ......" Tusheng cleared his throat and slowly said some basic common sense.

The more Wang Buer listened, the more ugly his face became, it turned out that this Lingtian was graded. From low to high, there are grades from one to nine.

And the spirit plant is also divided into levels, from low to high, from the first order to the ninth order.

The corresponding level of spiritual field can only be planted with the corresponding spiritual plants at the most. The first-order spiritual field can only be planted with first-order spiritual plants. Of course, the ninth-level spiritual field, planting a first-order spiritual plant, that is quite good, however, no one would waste the spiritual field like this.

And Wang Buer's ten acres of spiritual land are big, but it is not ranked. Not to mention the elixir, even the non-advanced spirit rice looks worse than others.

The seven elixir seeds that Tu Sheng gave him, although they were all only first-order elixirs, Wang Buji really couldn't grow them.

"Daddy thing. Wang Buer couldn't help complaining about Wang Kuilai, and scolded in his heart, he had been farming for four years, and he didn't even understand these basic common sense. However, he didn't want to think about where the second ancestor, who was pampered and pampered, would pay attention to this kind of thing. If it weren't for the threat to their lives, they would have stayed here for four years?

"Noji, are you alright? Seeing that Wang Fuji's face was ugly, Tusheng said carefully.

"It's fine. Well, these spiritual rice are almost ripe, so when the time comes, you can come and harvest it, and I'll go back first. Wang Buji sighed secretly, shook his head, and carried the iron hoe to the cabin.

Yes, the harvesting has always been done by the natives, and the second ancestor of Wang Quina will not do such rough work even if he thinks about it. Of course, the harvest will be given to the natives.

His one acre of spiritual rice in the spiritual field, although the quality is poor, the yield is small, but it belongs to his own, the Yishan Sect has never asked, the harvested spiritual rice, can also be sold for two or three lower grade spirit stones, although the native is an outer disciple, but can get one or two lower grade spirit stones, it is already a high income. You must know that when he works as an errand in the Elixir Garden, he is only paid two low-grade spirit stones a month.

Wang Buer is not Wang Kui, the reason why he handed over the harvest to Tusheng is to return his favor this time, and in the future, he will personally cultivate and harvest ten acres of spiritual land. It's all money.

In the Firmament Continent, currency is a spirit stone.

Spirit stones are divided into four types: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and best grade. Between the lower-grade spirit stone and the middle-grade spirit stone, and between the middle-grade spirit stone and the high-grade spirit stone, the ratio to huàn is one hundred to one, that is to say, one hundred lower-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone, and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for a high-grade spirit stone.

Although the spirit stone is rich in spiritual energy, the spiritual energy inside is obscure and sluggish, and it is difficult to absorb and refine.

And the best spirit stone is not among them. The aura inside is pure and mellow, which is very helpful for cultivation, so the best spirit stones, monks generally do not take them out for currency.

Wang Buji returned to his residence with a depressed mood. Walked straight to the back of the cabin, where there was a small earthen stove, this was Wang Buji's kitchen, and it was time for him to have breakfast.

This goods put the spiritual rice into the pot, make a fire and cook rice, and is very skilled.

Speaking of this spiritual rice, Wang Buji couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he swore that he had never dreamed of eating such a delicious thing in his previous life. Ling rice is cooked, the grains are full, crystal clear, the aroma of rice is refreshing, it tastes soft and glutinous, the aftertaste is endless, and you will feel that there is a warm current in the body, and the whole body is warm and melting, which is called a comfort.

However, today, Wang Buer didn't want to eat a stable meal, because the rice was not yet cooked, and in the valley, a guest came, a guest that Wang Buji was afraid of.

The person who came was a delicate woman, I saw that this woman was tall, with long hair fluttering, skin like clotted fat, double moth and green eyebrows, but her face was slightly cold, and she looked like a living person should not enter.

"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving. When Wang Buer suddenly saw this woman, he couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

However, the woman's face was cold at the moment, staring coldly at Wang Fuji.

And Wang Bu'er took small steps, trotted to the woman's side, with a bitter face, looking at the woman in front of him as tall as him, the corners of his mouth squirmed for a long time, and then said, "Sister." ”

Yes, the woman is Wang Buer's sister, to be precise, Wang Kui's sister. General Wang has a son and a daughter under his knees, in addition to Wang Buer, the son of the pit father, there is also a daughter, which is this daughter - Wang Yanran.

One thing is one thing, from childhood to adulthood, Wang Kui is not afraid of anyone, even his father, who often beats him, he is not afraid, but he is only afraid of his cold-faced sister.

Looking at Wang Yanran's beautiful little face, Wang Buer couldn't help touching his nose, in his memory, his cheap father and mother are also handsome men and beautiful women, why is this only Wang Kui, but he is born ordinary, and he belongs to the kind that can't stir up a trace of waves when thrown into the crowd.

"Could it be that the cheating daddy is not his own?" Wang Buer couldn't help but secretly slander himself.

"Humph!"

Just thinking about it, a cold snort made him feel excited, no way, this seems to be the instinctive reaction of this body.

"This is this month's ration and monthly payment. Wang Yanran's face was cold, her voice did not fluctuate, and she took out a big burden from the small bag on her waist.

Wang Buer glanced at the delicate little bag, and couldn't help but feel hot for a while, this is a Qiankun bag, it is a rare thing, among the disciples of the Yishan Sect, only the true disciples and a few inner disciples have it.

Wang Yanran is one of the few true disciples of the Yishan Sect, and moreover, he is the personal disciple of the sect.

It is said that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats make holes. However, in Wang Kui's case, it is not applicable at all. Born to the same parents, Wang Kui is a well-known Wang waste, but Wang Yanran is a genius girl who is famous in Luo Tiancheng.

This girl is literate at the age of three, broken at the age of four, and has been well-read at the age of seven, and is a well-known little prodigy.

In the Firmament Continent, formal cultivation generally begins at the age of sixteen. Before that, it was the stage of growing the body and nourishing the body. After achieving the so-called "three circles", you can refine and refine the qi and start to practice.

And Wang Yanran had a sense of anger at the age of twelve. Although his body is not fully developed and he is not yet able to practice, he has laid a solid foundation.

At the age of sixteen, he stepped into the Yishan Sect and was directly accepted as a personal disciple by the head of the sect, and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Now, four years have passed, and what realm the twenty-year-old Wang Yanran has reached, Wang Kui doesn't know at all.

These thoughts flashed in Wang Buer's mind, he didn't speak, he took the burden with both hands, this was his ration for a month, and what was contained in it was the spirit rice, as well as the five lower grade spirit stones as usual every month.

Yes, for the past four years, Wang Yanran has come once a month, and the only thing is to help his younger brother who is a pit father, otherwise, with Wang Kui's lazy things, he would have starved to death in this deep mountain valley.

"People can get mixed up to this point, and my predecessor is also a wonder. "A big man needs a woman to help, Wang Buer couldn't help but be a little surprised. However, for now, this thing still has to be taken, otherwise, he will really starve to death.

Wang Yanran looked at her younger brother who took over the burden, and was a little stunned, this ...... Her brother blushes, right? This thing is as thick as a city wall, how could this happen to him.

Wang Yanran shook her head, turned around and walked out of the valley. In the past four years, every time she meets Wang Kui, she will not exceed half a pillar of incense, usually throwing away her baggage and leaving. She was really disappointed in this younger brother.

However, this time, her younger brother seems to be a little different.

What's the difference, Wang Yanran's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she glanced back at Wang Bu'er who ran towards the cabin, hesitated for a moment, her footsteps didn't stop, her red lips were open, her breath was like an orchid, and her faint words echoed under the cliff: "Half a month ago, Luo Ziyan entered the mountain gate of the Yishan Sect. ”