Chapter 6 The Friendship of Three Hundred Spiritual Stones (Please collect and read)
August 12, white dew.
The weather that is supposed to be getting cooler shows no sign of getting colder at all. It is like the summer cicada is greedy for the heat, and the sun is still shining brightly.
For example, although the weeds in the fields have been removed, locusts can still be seen from time to time.
Keng!
Between the fields, a green sword light flashed, and a fist-sized blue locust turned into two halves and fell to the ground.
There are three more locusts near the body.
Jin Yi used a black hoe to smash them into flesh one by one and buried them near Qinglingdao.
The effect of fertilizer mixed with insect corpses is unexpectedly good.
The growth rate of Qingling rice near the previously buried insect corpses is obviously much better than that of Qingling rice in other places.
"It's just that there is still more than a month before the field harvest. There are too many locusts. I don't know what went wrong?"
Jin Yi raised his head and looked into the distance, frowning slightly.
A few days ago, after finishing hoeing, he planned to go to Xianyuan City to buy elixirs to open up his veins as soon as possible.
But I didn’t expect that there seemed to be no end to the green locusts.
Jin Yi originally thought it was the locust's revenge, but in fact it was not.
In addition to the spiritual field where he was located, hundreds of acres of spiritual fields on this mountain seemed to have suffered disaster.
After working hard in the past few days, Ji Yi saw from time to time, streaks of escaping light rushing back from a distance.
There were so many people coming and going, but it made Ji Yi wonder in his mind. When he thought of the infestation of locusts, he temporarily gave up the idea of going to Xianyuan City.
God knows what will happen on the road if we set out now.
"Brother Lin, how have you considered what happened yesterday?"
At this time, a hearty laughter came from not far away.
Jin Yi looked around and saw an energetic half-hundred-year-old man wearing gray robes walking over.
"Thank you Uncle Fang for your kindness, but my three acres of spiritual land are fine for now, so let's forget about the fine fertilizer for now."
"The harvest period is approaching, if it is now It would be a pity for the spiritual rice in your field to be infested by insects.
You only have five spiritual stones to speed up the growth of the rice field. Do you really want to consider it? ”
Uncle Fang looked at the plump ears of rice and said with a pity on his face.
He just came back a little late, and the small half-acre of spiritual rice was affected to varying degrees.
"To be honest, I am short of money right now, and I really can't afford five spiritual stones. I still have about a month, so I'll be done with it."
Already put away. Lin Yi of Qingfeng Sword waved the black hoe in his hand and said with an honest smile.
“It’s considered a fighting martial art.”
"It's a pity. If your uncle was still here, you wouldn't be where you are now, and the pension wouldn't be given away in vain."
Uncle Fang seemed to have remembered something, and said with a look of regret.
300 spirit stones, that’s a lot of money, just give it away like this, hey.
"It doesn't matter, as long as Lingtian is still here, if you work harder, you will get better eventually."
Jin Yi smiled honestly.
It has been more than three months since Lin Feixiang died in the line of duty, but anyone who is interested will definitely find out.
In this way, the matter of pension becomes an open and transparent matter.
Therefore, when Old Man Fang, who owned four acres of spiritual land, came to him, Ji Yi did not hide anything.
He said frankly that in order to save the spiritual field and repay his kindness, he had already left it to Li Mu to take care of it.
However, this does not include Lin Yi asking Li Mu to help him purchase resources.
Although this Immortal City is a city where immortal cultivators gather, there are more mortals in the city who are dependent on the immortal cultivators.
Breaking the bridge between heaven and earth and achieving the innate realm means embarking on the path to immortality.
This is an irresistible temptation for most mortal warriors in the city, and Ji Yi will not gamble.
Even though the seemingly amiable old man Fang opposite him was already an immortal cultivator on the second level of Qi training.
"You are open-minded, but this is okay. If you are open-minded in the future and want to buy spiritual fertilizer, you can come to see me."
Old man Fang pointed in his direction with a smile, and after imparting some experience in caring for the spiritual field, he left directly.
"In that case, thank you very much, Uncle Fang."
Jin Yi cupped his hands and watched the other party go away.
"It is impossible to buy. There is a blessed land in the cave, so it doesn't matter if all three acres of spiritual land are destroyed. In this way, it proves that I am a poor man not worthy of prying eyes."< br>
Ji Yi secretly thought in his heart.
The spiritual fertilizer that the old man mentioned was improved from the excrement of some kind of monster.
Because high-level monsters have a deterrent effect on low-level monsters, they can prevent the green locusts from committing the same crime again.
"It's just that this feces dares to be sold for five spiritual stones. This person is too dark."
Thinking about it, Lin Yi smiled and began to continue checking the spiritual field.
If there is really an insect plague, it would be better to run to Xianyuan City to take refuge early.
It’s just that, even if you have the permanent right of residence in Xianyuan City, it will be very difficult for you to develop better.
Even for the output of Dongtian Paradise, there is no reasonable explanation.
“After all, we still have to break through the innate realm as soon as possible and embark on the path to immortality.”
“Chichi!”
At this moment, Ji Yi frowned and saw a palm-sized green locust roaring from inside the rice ear.
It really is endless.
"Bang!"
Thinking in his mind, the black hoe in Lin Yi's hand hit the green locust hard.
“Chichi!”
The green locust was dizzy after being hit, but when Ji Yi took two steps back, when he turned around, the hoe blade struck hard.
“Pfft!”
With a muffled sound, the plasma exploded.
"After all, the Qingfeng Sword is not sharp enough."
Looking at the twitching corpses of the green locusts in the field, Ji Yi sighed.
If the old man Fang hadn't just left soon, in order to prevent the spiritual light of the magic weapon from leaking, it would only take one strike with the Qingfeng Sword.
Fortunately, I have become familiar with the attacks of green locusts in the past few days, so I can barely use the black hoe.
However, there are too many people coming and going now, so the Qingfeng Sword cannot be used at will.
"Yes, it seems that your body has generally recovered."
At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.
Ji Yi was shocked at first, then turned around with joy on his face.
On the open space in front of the house, my uncle's close friend Li Mu stood there without knowing when.
"My nephew Lin Yi, I have met Uncle Li."
Jin Yi walked out of the field quickly and said with respect.
“I don’t know what Uncle Li is talking about when he comes here this time, but that.”
Ji Yi didn't say the next words, but his flushed face fully showed his excitement.
The drama that should be performed must continue to be performed.
"Let's talk in the room."
Li Mu nodded casually, looked at the flowing light in the distance, and said lightly.
"Uncle Li please."
Hearing this, Ji Yi suppressed his inner surprise and quickly invited.
Three months.
To be precise, three months and nine days.
He originally thought that his uncle's 'best friend' would be gone forever, and he had even been prepared to lose it.
But looking back at Li Mu's expression just now, it seemed that the other party had really purchased resources for him.
In the distance, in the fields.
Old man Fang looked at the fiery red sword light and his eyes moved slightly.
"Being able to arrive at this time, it seems that the spiritual stones that Lin Xiaozi threw before are not completely useless.
I just don't know what he brought, and it is valuable. The Friendship of Three Hundred Spiritual Stones”
(End of this chapter)