Chapter 59: Farming at the Foot of the Mountain, People Falling from the Mountain

"I don't know who the experts are?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Cao Qiushui, Wen Zhao, Du Jiaojiao, Hong Sihai, Dong Chuan, Xiang Chenglin..." Zong Shichang recited more than a dozen names in one breath. "All those mentioned are at the ninth stage of Qi Gathering, only one step away from being ranked."

"If Brother Zhao wants to know the detailed background of these people, I'd rather chat with me slowly."

"Okay, let's go together." Zhao Xing didn't refuse again.

Actually, he didn't care whether he knew these experts or not. Anyway, he only planned to farm at the foot of the mountain on the first day and wouldn't immediately go up the mountain to participate in the fight.

"Whoosh~"

A breeze circled the bottom of the Literary Bamboo Box, and Zhao Xing carried the box and set off again.

"Young Master Zong also has good physical strength." Zhao Xing took a look; Zong Shichang didn't use the wind to support the bamboo box.

"Not so. This Literary Bamboo Box of mine has a light-body effect, so I don't need to bear the weight." Zong Shichang tapped lightly on the outside of the box, and then a swirling breeze appeared at the bottom, left, and back of the bamboo box.

Green light scattered, Zong Shichang not only didn't need to carry it, but most of his body leaned on this box, which was equivalent to the box pushing him forward!

"..." Zhao Xing couldn't help but be speechless.

Being rich is really damn cool.

The one Young Master Zong used was a proper luxury item.

Just such a bamboo box for holding things was a third-stage high-grade treasure.

Zhao Xing had some money, but he wouldn't be so wasteful.

"After passing this mountain tablet, we can be considered to have truly entered the spiritual mountain." The two stopped in front of a tablet along the mountain road.

"Brother Zhao, what are your plans?"

"I plan to chop you, Brother Zong, and snatch your box. You must have quite a few treasures on you." Zhao Xing said lightly.

Zong Shichang was stunned: "There's no need for that, right? I don't have many valuable things on me."

Zhao Xing laughed: "Anyway, after passing the Worry-Forget Tablet, you won't remember anything after going down the mountain. Why not do it? Brother Zong is so ostentatious, a box is a third-stage high-grade treasure. It's better to let me have it than to let others have it?"

Zong Shichang saw that Zhao Xing was joking, but was actually reminding him to keep a low profile, so he scratched his head and said: "That's true. Although my father has face, I can't remember who bullied me, so how can I retaliate?"

Zong Shichang turned off the effect of the Literary Bamboo Box, and the box suddenly became simple and unadorned, with no more green light scattered.

Only in this way, he had to rely on his own ability to carry the box.

"Rise, Wind!"

"Whoosh~"

"Cough, cough... don't raise it, Brother Zong, let me help you."

Zhao Xing was choked by the wind and sand, and quickly asked him to stop.

What kind of thing did you raise?

"Sorry." Zong Shichang was a bit embarrassed. "Never done such fine work."

Zhao Xing shrugged and continued forward.

Crossing the mountain tablet, it was obvious that the origin energy was much richer.

The first three days of the mountain opening were when the origin energy was the richest. If the effect of Qi Gathering for one day outside was 1, then in the mountain it was 10. And this was just at the foot of the mountain; it might be even more on the mountain.

East Lake Mountain is strange, dangerous, and steep. Zhao Xing walked around the foot of the mountain for half an hour and finally found a suitable planting site.

He chose a place under a cliff, by a small stream.

"Brother Zhao, you don't go up the mountain, and you walk around the foot of the mountain for so long, just to farm?" Zong Shichang saw Zhao Xing take things out of the bamboo box and thought he was stopping to eat, but found it was a few seedlings.

"You've followed for so long, don't tell me you really intend to go sightseeing?" Zhao Xing was surprised. "Apart from food, you didn't bring anything else? Don't you intend to participate in climbing the mountain to harvest spiritual beauty at all?"

"Not entirely." Zong Shichang had already set up a tent and folded the Literary Bamboo Box twice, actually turning it into a recliner style.

He lay by the stream, holding a pot of fine wine, and drank it himself: "Before I entered the mountain, I found four experts to seek the spiritual beauty of the mountain for me."

"When they have a harvest on the mountain, I will take it directly and go out to hand in the task."

Zhao Xing asked while planting: "Will they agree? The spiritual beauty of the mountain is a good thing. Maybe they will be appointed as officials if they have this spiritual beauty to help."

Zong Shichang laughed lightly: "Why do they harvest spiritual beauty? It's nothing more than promotion and wealth. I can directly help them get promotion and wealth. Isn't this more stable?"

Zhao Xing asked: "Brother Zong, do you mind if I spend thirty taels to punch you?"

In the Literary Bamboo Box prepared by Xue Wen for Zhao Xing, there were Vajra Bamboo and Evergreen Ivy seedlings.

Zhao Xing took three of each and planted them on the spot.

Then he cast Earth-Vein Synthesis, covering the soil within a radius of one mile.

"Moving Clouds!"

"Spreading Rain!"

Pointing with his finger, a small cloud appeared three meters above the seedlings, just covering the ten-meter-square soil.

Because there was a small stream nearby, Zhao Xing easily absorbed enough rainfall without consuming much of his own origin energy.

"Splashing~"

Raindrops merged into the soil.

Zhao Xing cast magic again, casting [Cultivation Technique].

"Well done!" Young Master Zong applauded from the side. "Being able to control Moving Clouds so small, worthy of Zhao Three-A. Are you planning to make some grass men again?"

I'm working hard to farm here, and you're watching a play there? Zhao Xing retorted without hesitation: "Yes, it's the kind of grass man that beat you last time."

"..." Zong Shichang felt a chill in his crotch, seemingly remembering an unpleasant memory, and the smile transferred to Zhao Xing's face.

Young Master Zong asked for trouble, looked into the distance, and drank alone.

While drinking, Zhao Xing actually found that this guy fell asleep?

You really came for an autumn outing!

Shaking his head, Zhao Xing continued to work.

Because East Lake Mountain had rich origin energy and had been sealed for more than half a year, the soil here was quite fertile.

The Vajra Bamboo and Evergreen Ivy planted by Zhao Xing soon entered the growth period.

"It's easy to handle when it enters the growth period. The roots are deep in the ground and can withstand the ripening of mid-level magic."

"Wild growth!"

Zhao Xing's fingertips emitted six golden lights, which went into the Vajra Bamboo and Evergreen Ivy.

This consumed half of his origin energy, but the effect was also very obvious.

"Hiss, hiss~" The green vines began to grow wildly, climbing along the cliff, and climbed one meter high in the blink of an eye, and bloomed flowers.

The performance of Vajra Bamboo was not weak either, almost growing taller every second. After a quarter of an hour, it actually exceeded the growth speed of the vines.

"Hiss, hiss~" The surroundings appeared to be the opposite of these two plants. All the green grass withered, and the smaller trees began to shed leaves.

Even the fish in the small stream began to turn white.

The surroundings were a scene of late autumn.

"Am I dreaming? What's the situation?" Zong Shichang looked at the surroundings in surprise. He clearly set up the tent on the green grass, but when he woke up, he found that the ground under him had become withered grass!

The surrounding leaves had also turned yellow, and when the wind blew, they spun and fell on Zong Shichang's head.

"Brother Zong, you slept too long, it's already late autumn." Zhao Xing lied casually.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Zong Shichang snorted. "I slept for at most an hour just now."

"Then you are also quite able to... hmm?" Zhao Xing suddenly changed his face, as if sensing something, and looked up abruptly.

I saw a black shadow appear in the sky, falling along the cliff.

"Thump!" The black shadow splashed a piece of scarlet on the gravel beach in front.

Zhao Xing's face changed slightly. This was actually a person who fell down!