Chapter 62

In the room.

Li Rui's breathing became rapid; the value of spiritual soil is unquestionable.

Wu Tu was even more triumphant:

"Brother Li, I handle things, you can rest assured."

Saying that, he took out another box made of yellow pear wood and poured forty percent of the spiritual soil into the box.

And then handed the red sandalwood box containing sixty percent of the spiritual soil to Li Rui.

"Old brother acts straightforwardly; as a brother, I can't be stingy either. Nine in, thirteen out; the extra is considered interest for the Body Strengthening Pill."

He is just like this.

If others respect him three points, he will return ten times.

He had always remembered the kindness of giving spiritual elixirs during difficult times.

Keeping the current deacon position is a long-term benefit; since his own family took advantage, he naturally had to compensate; he couldn't let others send charcoal in the snow, and in the end, all the benefits were taken by himself.

Li Rui's eyebrows raised slightly.

He didn't act coy either: "Okay, then I won't be polite and will accept it."

Taking the red sandalwood box and looking at the spiritual soil in the box, his mood was hard to calm down for a long time.

"Old Li actually used spiritual soil one day."

Wu Tu said:

"This spiritual soil is very miraculous; don't look at how little soil there is, but as long as it is sprinkled in a flower pot and placed in the open air, spiritual herbs will naturally grow."

"One growth per year, I estimate it should have fifty years of spirituality before it is completely exhausted; you can use demon beast meat to fertilize it and extend its lifespan."

Li Rui nodded.

He had also seen these things in an ancient book specifically recording spiritual soil.

It's just that most demon beasts are powerful.

The worst ones need Eighth-Rank martial artists to deal with, and hunting them is even more difficult; except for some big sects with strong strength, most can only use it for about a hundred years before the spirituality is completely exhausted.

But a human life is no more than a hundred years.

A hundred years is enough for five or six generations in ancient times, so using spiritual soil as a family heirloom is a good choice.

"Alright, the things have been brought; I will go first."

Wu Tu left impatiently.

Li Rui also tucked away the red sandalwood box and took an early shift for himself.

Hun Tian Yi Hall, Li Residence.

In the courtyard.

Li Rui leaned on a hoe, and under the scorching sun, he finally cleared a small garden and sprinkled the spiritual soil into the garden.

Just wait until next year.

Then he could harvest spiritual herbs.

Just as he was about to sprinkle the spiritual soil, a knock on the door suddenly came from the entrance.

Seeing this, Li Rui could only stop for the time being.

When he pushed open the door and saw the person standing at the door, he was stunned.

"This young hero, are you looking for this old man?"

The person in front of the door was actually a Huaqing Sect disciple, Han Qin.

Han Qin's smile was bright; if a young girl who was just beginning to understand love saw it, she would definitely be lovesick every night.

But Li Rui, an old man, didn't eat this set.

Han Qin cupped his hands and said politely: "Senior, I saw your saber technique was exquisite and unparalleled when I was at your alliance's great competition the other day, and your understanding of weapons is even more thorough, so I came to ask for advice."

Li Rui refused without even thinking:

"Sorry, I have many miscellaneous affairs, I'm afraid I can't spare the time."

You have to pay tuition to teach in a martial arts school.

This Huaqing Sect disciple said to ask for advice, and he had to pay; there is no such good thing in the world.

Han Qin wasn't a reckless person either.

He also understood that he was abrupt.

He was thinking about what treasure to use to bribe this old man in front of him; after looking closely, he suddenly smiled even more brightly.

"Senior, are you loosening the soil?"

Li Rui was still holding the hoe, and the clothes on his arms and calves were rolled up.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

Han Qin said meaningfully, a sentence without a beginning or end: "Senior, have you heard of spiritual soil? I once saw a secret record in the Huaqing Sect's library; actually, besides cultivating spiritual herbs, this spiritual soil has another function..."

Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

This kid is hanging his appetite.

He just pretended not to hear and said he was going to close the door.

"Oh, I still have things to do, so I won't keep the young hero for tea."

Seeing Li Rui ignore his words, Han Qin, who originally had a winning ticket, revealed a trace of anxiety, and in a flash, made a decision.

He reached out and gripped the door frame.

"This spiritual soil, if placed in a big sect, is of course made into spiritual fields, with long-term benefits, but if it is obtained by an individual, it is actually not as good as swallowing it directly."

Li Rui's expression relaxed, and then became strange.

"Eat soil?"

Han Qin nodded: "Right, this spiritual soil is a spiritual object born of heaven and earth that absorbs the spiritual substances of demon beasts; although swallowing spiritual soil is a bit of a waste of heaven's gifts, the effect is fast, not inferior to spiritual elixirs, and at your age, Senior, I'm afraid you can't wait..."

Li Rui pondered secretly.

Eating soil is not uncommon in ancient times.

In fact, using gold, stone, earth, and wood as medicine is very common in alchemy.

For example, Guanyin soil, gold, and even alchemists use mercury to refine elixirs.

By comparison, eating spiritual soil seems easier to accept.

Han Qin saw that Li Rui didn't close the door again and chuckled: "The junior happens to remember the formula for taking spiritual soil; I will go into the room and write it down for you, Senior."

Li Rui instantly changed into a hospitable appearance: "The young hero came from afar, and I happen to have a pot of old tea; let's taste it, young and old."

Just as Han Qin said.

He was already seventy; although his strength had greatly increased, he couldn't say how many years he had left to live.

An individual is not a sect.

There is no need to treat spiritual soil as a family heirloom; it is better to improve combat power immediately.

"Worthy of being the Huaqing Sect, the knowledge is indeed broad."

He secretly praised in his heart.

Li Rui asked himself that he had read quite a few books in the Hun Tian Yi Hall, but he had never heard that spiritual soil had such usage.

Leading Han Qin into the guest hall.

Boiled a pot of tea.

The tea was naturally old tea, but no matter how old ordinary tea is, it can't become good tea.

Han Qin took a sip of tea and handed the written note to Li Rui: "This is the formula for eating spiritual soil."

He also hadn't expected that Li Rui would actually possess spiritual soil.

When he was in the Huaqing Sect, he had worked as a guard disciple in the sect's spiritual field for a period of time, so he was too familiar with the taste of spiritual soil.

That was how he was able to determine that Li Rui had spiritual soil just by smelling it.

"Senior, you and I have a great fate; this formula is rare, and it was accidentally discovered by a pill-crazy senior in my Huaqing Sect; not many people know about it."

Spiritual soil is mostly held in the hands of big sects and big families.

Very little is circulated.

Even if someone gets it, they don't have alchemy attainments and only know how to imitate big sects to use it to raise spiritual herbs.

Little did they know, it could also be taken directly.

There is no difference in superiority between the two usages, it just depends on personal choice.

Wu Tu is still young and has at least thirty years to live, so cultivating spiritual herbs is undoubtedly more cost-effective.

But Li Rui is already seventy.

How many years can he have left to live?

Li Rui naturally understood that it is difficult to obtain treasures, but obtaining the method to exert the efficacy of the treasures is also a creation.

"The young friend just said he wanted to discuss the use of weapons with me?"

Han Qin's eyes instantly shone.

"Please enlighten me, Senior."

(End of chapter)