Chapter 1 Peace is always an illusion
The drizzle is like fluffy catkins, flying messily between the sky and the earth.
The young ladies in the city, surrounded by servants and guards, went out to enjoy the scenery, bustling with excitement, and enjoying the rare scene of flying catkins thousands of miles away.
On Qingniu Mountain outside the city, Chen Jing, who was busy in the spiritual fields, also looked up at the sky, but there was no joy on his face.
“Although this world can cultivate immortality, it is also accompanied by some disasters that were not seen in the previous life... Spirit-eroding Rain, mortals are prone to relapse of old diseases after being infected, but what is more serious is that it erodes the spiritual energy of the land, causing spiritual plants to grow. Cut production.”
Identify the cause of the rain.
Chen Jing suddenly felt very unhappy.
After traveling to this world, he was a Lingzhifu who took care of the spiritual fields. As for why he had this identity, it was because his father was a Lingzhifu, his grandfather was a Lingzhifu, and so had his ancestors for generations. Ling Zhifu.
He was happy to accept his identity.
In my last life, I was an ordinary person without any ambitions. If I can live another life in this life, even if it is ordinary, as long as I am safe, I will still make money.
Chen Jing saw that the spirit-eroding rain was quite powerful, so he picked up his hoe and walked toward Fucheng.
Anning Prefecture in Suizhou has not suffered from war for more than a hundred years. With the population multiplying, the city has long been overcrowded, and a large number of houses have been built outside the walls, stretching ten miles outward, which is regarded as the outer city area.
There are upper, middle and lower third-class mansions in the city, and there are also fourth-class areas of A, B, C and D outside the city.
The Chen family has an independent house with three entrances in the second-class area of the outer city. Regardless of the location, it is a good place to live.
As soon as Chen Jinggang arrived outside his house, he saw a carriage parked outside. The horse pulling the carriage was tall and elegant, covered with white brocade, and the grooms, slaves, and guards were all lined up at the door.
A middle-aged man who was as fat as a ball came out, got into a carriage and left leisurely.
Chen Jing let out a sigh in his heart and quickened his pace back to the courtyard.
Facing him was his father's expression of suppressed anger.
"Dad, is that fat man from the Duan family just now?" Chen Jing asked aloud.
Father snorted: "Have you seen the eclipse rain outside?"
"Yes."
"When the Lingyu rain comes, the production of the Lingtian will be reduced by 30% at least, or no harvest will be harvested at all. The people from the Duan family asked our Chen family in advance to ask for Peiyuan rice."
When my father said this, he slammed the table, his anger evident.
Chen Jing has also traveled to this world since he was born, so he naturally knows why his father is angry.
The Chen family is just a small family living in the outer city. It sounds like a cultivating family, but in fact, they are just yeoman farmers who look up to the big landlords.
There is no room for free trade in the things grown in the ground, but have been decided in advance by the landlord.
One hundred acres of spiritual land, accounting for 70% of the output, belongs to the Duan family. It is nominally a business, but in fact there is no profit, and it is no different than giving it away for free.
The remaining 30% is yours.
Now that the reduction in spiritual rice production is a foregone conclusion, they are also required to hand over the grain in advance, which is equivalent to taking it all away and leaving nothing to the Chen family.
If the spiritual rice grains are not harvested, the money will have to be given to the Duan family.
"How long will the Duan family need food?"
"At the end of this month."
The father sighed helplessly, then raised his head, looked at his son, and comforted him, "Jing'er, don't I am worried about these things at home. The family has plenty of food, and my father is just angry. My Chen family has cooperated with the Duan family for several generations, but the Duan family does things without any regard for human feelings. It is chilling. "
Chen Jingdao: "Hepa. What else is Lu playing?”
“Huh?”
"I heard that there is a spirit called Palu, which never sleeps or eats, and works day and night to farm and mine."
Chen Jing explained.
"..." The old father felt his blood pressure rising again. He took deep breaths to calm down, and then said: "Jing'er, you have been smart since you were a child, and your spiritual talent is higher than that of your brothers and sisters. Don't slack off in your practice. If you can get into the Qingnang Sect, our Chen family will not be destined for generations!"
This old man is still talking about chicken babies.
Chen Jing wanted to complain, but suddenly lost interest.
He has always felt that it is very unfair that he only gets 30% of the income after working hard.
But there are so many unfair things. I never resisted unpaid overtime in my previous life, and I don’t have the heart to fight against injustice in this life.
I always think that life is not impossible, as long as we work harder, life can gradually get better. However, a sudden spiritual rain easily shook this 'peaceful day'.
He suddenly realized that his life was not as stable as he imagined.
"Don't worry, father, I feel that the breakthrough to Yunling Realm should be in the near future."
There was a hint of seriousness in Chen Jing's tone that he didn't notice.
"Well, among you, you are the one who has the most peace of mind as a father."
The father touched from his arms, took out a small box as big as a palm, and put it on the on the table, then pushed it forward, pretending to be calm and said: "Open it and take a look."
"Eh?" Chen Jing took it and opened it doubtfully, his pupils changed, and he raised his head in shock, "Kenmaru?!"
"When you were a child, you often asked your father about flying swords and sword fairy stories. Now that you are older, you don't mention them." His father looked at his shocked look and felt quite satisfied in his heart. "Today is your eighteenth birthday, and your cultivation is about to break through the Yun Dynasty." Spirit, my father gave my son a flying sword as an encouragement. "
This is not cheap...
Chen Jing had mixed feelings.
This feeling.
It’s like an old father with a salary of over 3,000 yuan gives his son who has just entered college an Apple worth 8,000 yuan and an Alienware laptop worth 20,000 yuan.
"You go back to the academy to practice, and the main thing is to break through the realm. As a father, I want to go to Qingniu Mountain to see the damage to the spiritual field."
The father patted his shoulder, and the generous figure disappeared around the corner. .
Watching my father leave.
Chen Jingshen took a breath, returned to the bedroom, opened the sword pill and looked at it again, then closed the box and placed it on the bedside.
This sword pill is worth a lot of money. In the past, it would have been okay to just bite the bullet and buy it.
But now it happens that there is a natural disaster, and the situation at home is probably not as easy as his father made it appear.
"The Qingnang Sect accepts disciples and wants to understand all nine orifices before the age of twenty. I have only just touched the threshold of understanding the orifices."
Chen Jing's heart is anxious.
Practice goes through three stages: "Yu Ling", "Tong Qiao" and "Xuan Yin".
Yunling is the entry level of spiritual practice. The practitioner intercepts a spiritual light and keeps it in his body. During this period, he needs to constantly eat food with spiritual energy, or live in a blessed place with abundant spiritual energy to cultivate the spiritual light into spiritual seeds. , then you are done.
This stage, regardless of the influx of resources, often takes three to five years, or even more than ten years.
“It took three years to accumulate the spirit, and it should be completed today.”
Chen Jing felt that he might have been touched by something today, and the spiritual light that had been accumulated for a long time was about to move, and there were signs of condensation and sublimation in the body. .
Immediately cross your legs and close your eyes to guide the spiritual light.
There were no accidents in the whole process. The aura shone brightly in his perception. While condensing the aperture, it was also improving his body, making his whole body comfortable.
Soon after, the spiritual light became restrained and became a little rounder in the Dantian.
"Huh, only after condensing the orifice can it be considered formal practice."
Chen Jing opened his eyes, feeling his lighter body, and felt very satisfied.
He raised his head to look into the distance, but saw a book suddenly floating in front of him. He was so shocked that his hair stood on end and he suddenly jumped back.
But the transparent floating pages still appeared in front of them and were slowly opened.
[Spiritual Plant Illustrated Book, currently unlocked number: 1]
[Peiyuan Rice (one star): basic spiritual plant, helps monks accumulate spiritual power and improve their cultivation. Long-term consumption can slightly increase lifespan 】
Tag 1: Slow growth (white)
——The growth cycle of spiritual plants is longer.
Tag 2: Delicate (white)
——Lingzhi has weak vitality and is easily affected by external factors such as natural disasters.
Tag 3: Fruitful (green)
——The output has increased significantly.
[You can plant spiritual plants to light up the corresponding spiritual plant illustration]
[You can hybridize the spiritual plants in the illustration to obtain new hybrid spiritual plant seeds. The hybrid spiritual plants The label will be reset on the original basis】
(End of this chapter)