Chapter 12: Long Life: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 12 The Spirit Seedlings Are Thriving, Market Opens for the

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Seeing that the other person kept silent and had a strange expression on his face.

"Sigh."

Hu Bugui sighed and said, "I admit I've used it, forty jin of spirit rice should be enough, right?"

"What?"

Xu Zhangqing, hearing this, stared wide-eyed: "This damn thing is used!"

"Thirty jin of spirit rice, can't go any lower." Hu Bugui said with a pained expression.

"Who said I wanted to buy it?" Xu Zhangqing rolled his eyes unhappily.

"Ah? You don't want it?" Hu Bugui was extremely embarrassed.

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand and said, "I don't want the paper man, what's inside this bottle?"

Hu Bugui immediately said, "Hundred-year monkey wine, absolutely a good thing."

"What effect does it have?" Xu Zhangqing was very curious.

Hu Bugui replied, "It can slowly replenish spiritual power."

"It's not very useful to me." Xu Zhangqing shook his head, then turned his gaze to the third item and asked, "What kind of seed is this?"

Hu Bugui shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of spirit plant seed this is either, but it was pulled out by a thousand-year spirit beast, so the price isn't low; you probably can't afford it."

"Name a price to make me give up." Xu Zhangqing really didn't believe a new novelty could be that expensive.

Since it was eaten by a thousand-year spirit beast, it definitely wasn't some ordinary spirit plant.

Though there was an element of gambling, wasn't that where the charm lay?

Anyway, being idle was being idle; who knew, there might be an unexpected harvest.

"Three hundred jin of second-grade spirit rice." Hu Bugui raised his right hand's three chubby fingers.

"Profiteer!" Xu Zhangqing instantly lost interest.

"If you don't buy, I'm leaving." Hu Bugui didn't want to waste too much time.

Xu Zhangqing shouted, "Wait."

Hu Bugui chuckled: "I knew you needed the paper man..."

Xu Zhangqing hurriedly said, "I'm not buying anything, help me find a recipe for brewing wine."

"You want to brew spirit rice wine!" Hu Bugui put away his lewd expression.

"Yes." Xu Zhangqing nodded.

"Alright, I'll bring it to you next month, but you have to pay a deposit first." A cunning look flashed in Hu Bugui's eyes.

Xu Zhangqing immediately asked, "How much?"

Hu Bugui blurted out, "Ten jin of first-grade spirit rice, you give me five jin first."

"Take it." Xu Zhangqing didn't lack that bit of spirit rice.

"Same time next month." Hu Bugui looked like his scheme had succeeded, leading the spirit beast camel away quickly.

When he arrived at a place with no one around.

He opened his small storage bag, rummaged through it for a while, and pulled out a recipe for brewing spirit rice wine.

This thing wasn't exactly everywhere on the boulevard, but many spirit farmers had it.

Although the price of spirit rice wasn't high, spirit rice wine was different.

But why didn't he just sell it directly earlier?

Wouldn't that make it a one-time deal!

Only by making the other person constantly think about it could they remember him.

A few more days passed, and the temperature kept dropping.

Xu Zhangqing then began planting spirit rice.

The quality of the spirit rice had a lot to do with the spirit field.

The higher the grade of the spirit field, the more spiritual energy it contained.

Naturally, the quality of the spirit plants grown would also improve.

And the yield would increase at the same time.

In a first-grade spirit field, mass production could only reach one thousand jin.

Any more, and it wouldn't exceed one thousand five hundred jin.

Lin An found people with earth spirit roots and water spirit roots to help, and they only got one thousand one hundred jin.

But in a second-grade spirit field, it doubled directly, starting at two thousand jin.

If combined with cultivation realm, spell level, external factors, and so on.

It could even reach three thousand jin.

This was also why Xu Zhangqing bought spiritual beast feces.

However, these few dozen jin couldn't cover the entire spirit field at all.

Therefore, he deliberately arranged it in a certain corner inside, treating it as a trial.

To see how the quality of the spirit plants and the yield would be with the addition of feces from a hundred-year spirit beast.

Just like that, the planting of the fourth quarter officially began.

Once the spiritual seedlings filled the Second Grade Spirit Field, the surrounding Wood Spirit Qi rapidly increased.

As expected of the Core Area.

The Wood Spirit Qi content was denser.

Xu Zhangqing immediately sat cross-legged on the Spirit Field Ridge, then began circulating the Changqing Technique.

Instantly, a powerful suction force drew the Wood Spirit Qi from the Spirit Field into his Ti Nei.

Five threads of Spiritual Power began to wander.

Circulating one great cycle after another.

In the days that followed, Xu Zhangqing continued his Cultivation.

Finally, next month arrived, which was December.

It was the time he had agreed upon with Ling Beast Valley Disciple Hu Bugui.

Xu Zhangqing Cultivated while patiently waiting.

Just then, as the Spiritual Power within his Ti Nei accumulated more and more.

Suddenly, the Sixth Thread of Spiritual Power appeared.

Although it seemed to be just one more thread of Spiritual Power.

But it represented that his strength had advanced further.

"Xu Dao Friend!" From afar, Hu Bugui's voice resounded.

Xu Zhangqing opened his eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.

The familiar Spirit Beast Camel.

The familiar sound of bells.

The familiar package.

And the familiar plump cheeks.

Hu Bugui said with a smiling gaze: "Xu Dao Friend, I'm right on time, aren't I?"

"Of course." Xu Zhangqing nodded slightly.

"This is the spirit rice you grew?" Hu Bugui didn't care at first, but as he looked, he suddenly froze.

Although he was a Disciple of Ling Beast Valley.

But because he often traded in the Spirit Field Core Area, his eye was not bad.

At a glance, he discovered that the spirit rice before him was actually so robust.

You must know, this was winter planting.

The difficulty was greater, and it tested technique more.

Yet now it was not inferior to those experienced old spirit farmers at all.

If I remember correctly, the other party had only become a Formal Disciple two months ago, right?

This truly surprised Hu Bugui.

Afterward, the smile on his Lian Shang became even more brilliant.

"Winter is indeed not easy to Cultivate." Xu Zhangqing smiled.

"Ah yes yes yes." Hu Bugui echoed on the surface, but was speechless in his heart.

If this counts as not easy to Cultivate.

Then what are others?

Trash?

"Did you bring the recipe for brewing wine?" Xu Zhangqing seemed very Expectant.

"Brother promised, so I must get it." Hu Bugui patted his chest, then took it out from his Small Storage Bag.

Xu Zhangqing took it and looked.

Indeed it was the recipe for brewing【Spirit Rice Wine】.

The main ingredient was spirit rice.

The process was soaking rice, steaming, cooling, mixing with yeast, saccharification, and alcoholic fermentation.

The steps were very Detailed, understandable at a glance.

However, what surprised Xu Zhangqing more was.

The Attribute Panel suddenly changed.

Below【Changqing Technique (Five Layers)】.

Another【Spirit Rice Wine (Entry)↑】appeared.

What does this mean?

It means it can also be improved by consuming Lifespan!

"Rest assured, it's definitely not fake." Hu Bugui dared to guarantee it.

"Fine, I'll give you the remaining five jin of spirit rice." Xu Zhangqing recovered from shock and took out his Small Storage Bag.

After Hu Bugui received the remaining five jin of First-grade Spirit Rice, he asked curiously: "Xu Dao... Brother, how many jin of Second-grade Spirit Rice can your mu of spirit field produce?"

Xu Zhangqing thought for a moment and replied: "Around one thousand five hundred jin, I suppose."

Not unexpectedly, there should be a yield of two thousand jin.

And the quarterly Task only requires submitting one thousand jin.

In other words, he still had an extra one thousand jin of profit.

He definitely couldn't say it all, so he deliberately hid half.

Regardless, one must never be without a guard against others.

Hu Bugui mused, "Five hundred jin of second-grade spirit rice... that's enough."

"What do you mean?" Xu Zhangqing raised an eyebrow.

"During the New Year, the Immortal Sect will hold a market in Hongfeng Valley; at that time, formal disciples and even core disciples from all major districts will participate." Hu Bugui explained.

"What does that have to do with me?" Xu Zhangqing still didn't understand.

"You can use spirit rice to trade for other things." Hu Bugui said seriously.

"Right." Xu Zhangqing only then reacted.