Chapter 7 The Exterminator Kong Ji
The tired figure of the young man stepped out of the mud shrouded in frost and mist.
While walking, his body swayed from side to side, and his eyelids were droopy and lifeless. Anyone with a discerning eye could see at a glance how much consumption of his body was made. This was obviously a sign of overdraft of spiritual power.
"Brother Pastor, please check whether Lingdao has been injured."
Kong's eyes were a little black, and he was breathing rapidly. After informing Makita, he didn't I disliked the mud on my legs, so I sat cross-legged on the edge of the spiritual field and fell into meditation, recovering my spiritual power.
Even when he broke the formation in the underground cave, Kong Ji never consumed his spiritual energy like this.
My spiritual power is almost completely overdrawn.
All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away with the consumption of spiritual power, making his eyes black and his spirit listless.
Makita knew that Kong Jiang was in poor condition and did not bother him.
When he fell into concentration, he quickly went to the field, crushed the thin layer of ice on the mud, and checked the status of the spiritual rice.
Kong Xian fell into concentration for a whole hour.
It took a full hour to refill the empty Dantian.
“Hey!” Kong Zhi did not stand up immediately. Instead, he let out a soft sigh while checking his physical condition.
Then his face became slightly dull and then he became dumbfounded.
Because his Dantian was refilled with spiritual energy, the amount of spiritual energy seemed to be a little more than when he came, and it was also more pure.
“I think that constantly overdrawing and replenishing spiritual power can be regarded as a kind of tempering of spiritual power!” Kong Jiang seemed to have a clear understanding.
But this method of cultivation is not much worse than his cultivation by relying on the spiritual spring.
It was just that the feeling of weakness after the spiritual power was exhausted was really uncomfortable. Kong Jiang felt that he almost had no strength to even breathe at that time.
If it weren’t for this opportunity, Kong Jiang would never have suffered this crime.
Thinking of the opportunity, Kong Jiang slowly put away his thoughts, sunk his eyes deep into his consciousness, and took a look at the cloud-patterned tablet.
The writing on it has not changed.
‘Help the spiritual farmers of the Cangwu sect eliminate pests and you will get an opportunity value of +2’
It seems that Kong Ji has not yet met the triggering conditions for this opportunity.
Kong Xian didn’t think things were that simple. After all, he had been waiting for the opportunity of Zashulou for two full years before finally turning around.
After thinking about this, Kong Jiang quit his cultivation state and opened his eyes.
The sun is shining brightly.
Makita was sitting next to him smoking his cigarette, with a rare smile on his tanned face.
Aware of Kong's awakening, Makita quickly dropped the cigarette and said with excitement, "Junior Brother Kong, you are awake, are you feeling unwell?"
"You are fine. "Kong Ji stood up and moved his hands and feet, and then asked: "How is Lingtian's condition?"
"They are all dead, those damn marrow-eating insects were frozen to death by junior brother's cold air." Makita. When he said this, he almost danced with excitement.
The insect pest that had plagued him for many days was finally over.
"In addition, I also checked the status of Lingdao, and it's fine! Lingdao is cold-resistant and has not been hurt by junior brother's cold."
"That's good!" After hearing Makita's feedback, Kong Geng also breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, the pest problem is related to the opportunity behind it.
Kong Zhi looked at the sick spiritual rice in the field and said with emotion: "It's just that these spiritual rice have been severely damaged after being attacked by insects. I'm afraid there will still be problems with this year's harvest."
"The impact should not be big. Those pith-eating insects will freeze to death, and their bodies will fall in the fields and become the most fertile nutrients. I have read these from books." Makita shook the ashes. He responded, quite confidently.
While speaking, Makita thought of something and carefully took out five mottled spiritual crystals from his arms and handed them to Kong Ji.
“This is the spiritual crystal promised to my junior brother.”
“Then I will be disrespectful.” Kong Xian took the spiritual crystal with a smile.
……
Makita was right, those marrow-eating locusts that were frozen to death by Kongji's cold breath technique eventually turned into nutrients that nourished the spiritual rice.
In just a few days, the spiritual rice, which was previously sluggish, was thriving and the ears were full.
Seeing that Makita couldn’t close his mouth, he kept chanting ‘big harvest, great harvest’
Kongji helped Makita drive away the pests in the spiritual field, which was just the beginning.
After all, the pests of the Cangwu Sect have harmed more than just Makita’s farmland.
Other spiritual farmers who were infested with insects were extremely surprised when they saw the condition of Makita’s spiritual field. Naturally, I came here to ask for advice.
Makita knew everything and told other spiritual farmers about Kong Geng’s contribution.
In addition, he intends to repay his kindness, and will deliberately help Kong Jiang bring people there when he has time.
As time goes by, more and more spiritual farmers came to look for the pestle to get rid of pests.
Kong Ji had to run out every now and then. He was so busy that he rarely had time to rest.
The Cangwu Sect has countless spiritual fields. If you really have to visit one every day, you won’t be able to finish them all in a whole year.
But Kong Ji’s cultivation is limited and he can only visit one or two places a day.
And every time we get rid of pests, it is a test of perseverance for Kongji.
The spiritual power in the body is depleted time and time again, and is filled again and again.
After being tempered by this, the spiritual power becomes richer and purer, and the cultivation level grows at a very gratifying speed.
Of course, it also has something to do with Kong Ji’s daily practice.
No matter how tired he is every day, Kong Jiang will insist on going to the underground cave spiritual spring to practice at night.
Driving away insects during the day to temper spiritual power, and practicing diligently at night, never slacking off for a moment.
Shangguan Yuzhou, who occasionally visited the crypt, was amazed.
"Brother, I have met so many outer disciples in Cangwu Sect, but I have never seen anyone as desperate as Junior Brother Kong. Could it be that Junior Brother Kong has some blood feud and wants to fight against his enemies?"
"However, it is a good thing for Junior Brother Kong Ji to practice diligently, but he must also be relaxed and disciplined, and don't tighten it too tightly."
Shangguan Yuzhou said this because he was naturally concerned about Kong Ji.
The latter gave Shangguan Yuzhou a big roll of his eyes.
I am not as talented as Shangguan Yuzhou, so I can only make up for my weakness with diligence.
If he was like this guy, spending all day out fighting swordsmanship or reading books, and if he kept improving in practice, he would also want to rest.
Time passes like this day by day.
Kong's ability to exterminate spiritual fields has already spread among the spiritual farmers in the outer sect.
Not only the marrow-eating locusts were looking for him, but other spiritual farmers who were causing other pests were also looking for him one after another.
Not to mention, in most cases, the pests can be eliminated at the drop of a hat.
In the outer sect, he gradually became famous.
In addition, deworming spiritual fields is not only helpful for cultivation.
The spiritual crystals he earned were also one of the reasons why Kong Jiang worked so hard.
A steady income of five spiritual crystals every day, which is one hundred and fifty crystals a month.
Oh my god, this kind of income is a very considerable figure even if it is applied to the entire outer door.
Finance attracts people's hearts, and a small number of disciples practicing the "Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra" have begun to devote themselves to eliminating harm in the spiritual field.
However, there are only seven or eight outer sects who practice the Sutra of Falling Frost and Nourishing the Wheel, and more than half of them are good at cultivation and can't stand the muddy work in Lingtian.
The remaining ones are not high in cultivation, and their understanding of the Cold Breath Technique is far less profound than that of Kong Jin.
Even if it can eliminate insect pests, the effect is far less than that of fenugreek.
Of course there will be spiritual farmers who will find them, but the number is far less than Kong Jiang.
After all, he was the first to eat crabs. Both in terms of fame and strength, he far surpasses those people.
The continuous busyness lasted for three full months.
There are fewer and fewer spiritual farmers coming to Porphyria for pest control.
It’s not because Kong Geng’s business has been robbed, but it’s the busy farming season and the harvest time of spiritual rice.
The spiritual farmers are busy harvesting their own spiritual rice.
Kong Jin can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, he was delighted to find that he had been working hard day and night for three months without stopping.
My own cultivation is incredibly short of the fourth realm of Yanglun.
He estimated that in these ten days and a half, he would be able to break through the four realms of Yanglun.
(End of this chapter)