Chapter 1 Talent Increases Production
In the dark night, the sky is filled with stars and clouds.
Below...
The black-winged black bird that specializes in eating corpses hovers over a green spiritual rice field.
This bird has an extraordinary sense of smell and can sense the smell of corpses hundreds of miles away. Of course, as a spiritual bird of the Avidae family, the black-winged blackbird also has its own pride, even if it eats corpses, They only eat the ones that are still warm.
With a swoop, the steel blade-like wings cut off the scarecrow standing in the middle of the spiritual rice field, and the sharp claws rushed towards the corpse on the ground.
Suddenly, the black-winged black bird froze, its falling body hovering in mid-air.
Seeing that the corpse that was about to be swallowed suddenly started to move, it let out a mocking hiss, rose into the sky angrily, and finally disappeared outside the spiritual rice field.
Chen Mo woke up leisurely, but instantly felt a heartbreaking pain in his abdomen.
He struggled to sit up, and the next moment, a horrifying scene appeared in front of him.
The blood and flesh on the originally bloody chest were constantly squirming, growing back together bit by bit.
Within twenty breaths, the pain in the chest gradually subsided, and the healed flesh and skin became smooth.
The fatal wound disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by another lively time traveler.
Chen Mo rationalized his thoughts.
He was originally enjoying WeChat games, but as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the person appeared here.
And now his original body happens to be called Chen Mo.
He is a casual cultivator who is attached to Qingyang Sect, Ziyun Peak, and Guchenfang City.
The original owner also dreamed of joining the Qingyang Sect. Even becoming a handyman disciple would be regarded as joining this behemoth.
You must know that Qingyang Sect, as a third-level immortal sect, has great power at the golden elixir stage!
However, although Chen Mo's body has the talent to cultivate immortality, it is really not much.
I reluctantly acquired a skill and practiced it diligently for five years, but in the end it was only the first level of Qi refining.
With such a talent, not to mention that third-level immortal sects like Qingyang Sect would not accept him, even ordinary monk families would not take a fancy to him.
But there is no perfect way.
Although the original owner was average in talent, he was relatively tactful in dealing with people. With just one mouthful, he rented three acres of spiritual land from Guchenfang City and started his career as a spiritual cultivator.
Chen Mo searched his memory, trying to recall how he died.
But after working hard for a long time, I could only vaguely see a figure in black clothes and a bamboo hat in my mind. As for the figure and face, I didn't leave any impression at all.
"So, did the original owner offend some big boss? He was killed in one confrontation?"
Can kill him in an instant, even without any precautions? A monk is at least a master of the third level of Qi refining! It was far beyond what he, a little Ling Zhifu with a first level of Qi refining, could contend with.
“But, it doesn’t seem to have offended anyone.”
Chen Mo thought for a long time, the original owner of the body was quite stubborn, and he did not and did not dare to offend any monks!
Suddenly, he realized something.
I quickly touched my waist, and the next moment, I was dumbfounded!
That’s right!
All the belongings I carried with me were gone.
One tael of spiritual sand for cultivation, and three Bigu Pills bought at a large price!
This was what he had spent all his money in exchange for, and it was also his last cultivation resource until the spiritual rice matured!
"Damn! You can't be so unlucky! Didn't you say that if you join Fangshi, you will have an editor?"
"How can there be danger even if you have an editor?"
< br>Chen Mo really couldn't understand that Ling Zhifu in Guchenfang City was already so poor, but there were still monks killing people and robbing goods!
“Hey.”
He sighed and slowly stood up.
If the spiritual sand is gone, it is gone. At worst, we can just stop practicing for three months before the spiritual rice matures. But without this Bigu Pill, what can we do?
Do you mean to eat mortal grains?
In memory, once you step into the immortal way to practice, you can no longer touch food from the secular world.
It’s not a big deal if you eat it once or twice a year, but if you eat it for a long time, your body will be polluted by ordinary grains, and your state will regress, and your body will age rapidly!
Low-level monks like Chen Mo couldn't afford spiritual rice, let alone spiritual fruit or spiritual flesh.
They can only rely on the few resources and exchange a few Bigu Pills to survive. Now, even the Bigu Pill is gone, which is equivalent to killing Chen Mo!
“Heavenly Collapse has begun!”
After standing up, Chen Mo glanced at the surrounding spiritual fields.
He originally borrowed 1 kilogram of Linghuang rice seeds on credit from Boss Wei. This kind of seed is also the cheapest and worst-quality first-class seed that can be bought in the entire market. The Linghuang rice grown can yield about 200 kilograms per acre. .
Apart from Ziyunfeng’s fixed rent of 100 kilograms per acre, Boss Wei cashed in the 50 kilograms of seeds and the introduction fee of 20 kilograms per mu. In the end, he was able to get as much as he wanted. 190 kilograms of spiritual rice.
According to the current market price, 10 kilograms of spiritual rice can be exchanged for 1 tael of spiritual sand or 1 bigu pill.
Chen Mo's original plan was to buy 190 kilograms of rice, 12 bigu pills, and replace all the rest with spiritual sand. The resources for practice in the second year were also secured.
But now, because the Bigu Pill has been robbed, all plans have been disrupted!
"Does it mean that we have to go to Boss Wei to get credit?"
He also knows that the so-called Boss Wei himself does not have much power. He can only be regarded as a handyman in the market, and Bigu Dan is not Just borrow it!
“Hey.”
Chen Mo sighed, feeling troubled for a moment.
After struggling for a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile, and then made a hand seal. A cloud of rain gradually gathered above the spiritual field. Within a moment, the rain containing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to fall, moistening the eyes. This lush green spiritual rice field.
Difficulties are difficulties, and this spiritual field must be taken care of well.
Otherwise, if the rent cannot be paid at the end of the year, I am afraid that I will be left without food.
It remains to be seen whether my life can be saved by then.
Chen Mo concentrated his mind and cast the only spell he had mastered.
After spending nearly one-third of the spiritual energy in the body, the three acres of spiritual fields were finally watered.
Just as he was finishing his work, a bright yellow Chinese character appeared out of thin air.
【Rain +1】
“Huh?!”
This!
Chen Mo suddenly became excited.
He was sure that this was not an illusion!
If nothing else, this is my golden finger!
The thought came together, and in the next second, a game-like panel appeared in front of Chen Mo!
[Name: Chen Mo]
[Occupation: Ling Zhifu (unlocked), Ling Yang Officer (unlocked)...]
[Lifespan: 28/76]
[Cultivation: Level 1 of Qi Refining]
[Exercise: Qi Nourishing Jue (43/100)]
[Spell:]
【Rain Distribution (Introduction): 36/100】
[Fire Palm (entry): 21/100]
[Talent: Increase production (green)]
Increase production?
Chen Mo’s eyes moved towards Tian Tian.
[Increase production (green): absorb the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth into the art of cloud and rain to increase the output of spiritual plants. This talent can be integrated into the rain art and other spells, and the output of the spiritual field increases by 20% (the rain art) Only when you are proficient can you integrate). 】
(End of this chapter)