Chapter 283: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 283: One Hundred Mu Spirit Field

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Chu Qiu said coldly, "What's the rush? You and I will have a fight sooner or later."

If the preliminary round doesn't work, wait for the finals.

If the finals don't work, wait for the Formal Disciple Competition to end.

In short, this matter cannot be resolved peacefully.

Whether it's Mo Sha or Chu Qiu, both are full of hostility.

Before leaving, Mo Sha kindly reminded, "Don't forget, the scar on your face was left by me."

As soon as these words were spoken, a dangerous aura instantly emanated from Chu Qiu's body.

The surrounding people were frightened and kept retreating.

Xu Zhangqing also pretended to pull back several meters of distance.

At this moment, the Golden Core True Person overseeing the Formal Disciple Competition cast a warning-filled gaze.

Obviously, if the two chose to fight here, they would definitely be suppressed on the spot.

Mo Sha acted like a victor, with a smug smile on his face, and then left step by step.

Chu Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring fixedly at the other's departing back, cold and dangerous light flickering in his pupils.

"How strange, we are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, why must Mo Sha do this?"

"Perhaps, this is the Dao he has chosen!"

"Dao? What does that mean?"

"Every cultivator must ultimately seek their own Dao, and then hold firm to it!"

"This, perhaps, is where the gap between us and him lies!"

The surrounding people discussed animatedly.

Some thought that since we are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, there is no need to act like enemies.

Others thought that the reason Mo Sha did this was to seek his own "Dao."

In short, different people have different views and opinions.

Xu Zhangqing saw that it was about time, and said, "Chu Shixiong, I'm leaving!"

"Wait." Chu Qiu suddenly called out to stop him.

Xu Zhangqing looked at him, showing a doubtful expression.

Chu Qiu stepped forward and asked seriously, "Do you still have that wine?"

Xu Zhangqing seemed to half-understand and asked back, "Ice Heart Jade Pot Wine?"

Chu Qiu nodded slightly and said affirmatively, "Yes."

Xu Zhangqing smiled slightly: "Depending on Shixiong's needs, if you need a lot, then I have a lot."

Chu Qiu's eyes brightened instantly: "I've considered it, I need at least one hundred jin."

Xu Zhangqing widened his eyes upon hearing this, showing an unbelieving expression: "Shixiong, what do you want to do?"

Chu Qiu patted his shoulder and did not explain further: "Just brew it, I will pay with spirit stones."

Afterwards, he walked toward the Left Side.

Lan Chuan took a while to react, looking left and right, before catching up.

After both left, Xu Zhangqing thought to himself: "Water Wood belongs to Mutual Generation Spirit Root, but once the Water Spirit Root becomes an Ice Spirit Root it will become a Mutual Restraint Spirit Root, Chu Shixiong, you need to think this through."

Ling Chuan's performance on the Arena this time could not be called unremarkable.

At least it let Xu Zhangqing and many others know that mutant spirit root abilities are so astonishing, no wonder he could become a Formal Disciple without assessment.

But he is a Single Spirit Root, so he can unleash the greatest power.

Once spirit roots are mutually restraining, Pei Mo, Hu Bugui, and others are the best examples.

The path of cultivation will become exceptionally difficult, one can only seek other methods, even take unconventional approaches.

Even many normal cultivators become Evil Cultivators because of this reason.

However, everyone has the right to choose.

Although Xu Zhangqing and Chu Qiu have a very good relationship.

But if the other insists on this, then all that can be done is to offer Blessings.

Afterwards, Xu Zhangqing left Zhuqi Peak, riding Big Leaf Grass toward his own Spirit Field.

Home was not much different from when he left, after all only three days had passed.

The spirit plants grew vigorously, full of vitality.

Weeds had grown again, densely everywhere.

Wangwang had a face full of flattering smiles, wagging his tail while approaching.

Then he rubbed against the thighs back and forth.

The guinea fowl was as usual, standing on a high point "looking down on all living beings."

Xu Zhangqing released the five Fire Crows, then pondered: "Looks like, I need to fortify the fortress."

With it around, things would be much more convenient.

Cleaning daily chores, feeding spirit pets, etc., could all be easily handled.

Therefore, he decided that after finishing with the Personal Space, he would study Puppetry.

Next, he began clearing weeds, cooking, and completing various daily chores.

After one hour passed, his whole person finally thoroughly relaxed.

Just as Xu Changqing prepared to enter his Personal Space, a slight vibration came from the Lightly Vitality Gourd.

He took it out to look — it was Hu Bugui's Communication Talisman.

"Hello?"

"Lao Xu, I've already found it on my end. When are you free?"

"What did you find?"

"Wangwang needs to breed, right?"

"Uh... I remembered!"

"I helped you find several senior brothers and sisters who raise dogs. Let's set a time. When are you free to come to Ling Beast Valley?"

Xu Changqing thought carefully for a moment, then replied: "I'm free tomorrow."

Today won't work anyway. He needed to rest properly.

Hu Bugui on the other side nodded: "Alright. Come to Ling Beast Valley tomorrow morning. Notify me when you arrive."

Afterward, the two ended the communication.

Xu Changqing glanced at Wangwang sprawled outside the house and smiled lightly: "You've recovered nicely."

In fact, he was quite expectant about this matter.

He had raised Wangwang for three years, from palm-sized to now like a calf.

Who knows what its offspring will be like.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xu Changqing's mind moved, and his whole person disappeared into thin air.

"Hm?"

Wangwang stared dumbfounded, climbed up from the ground in shock and doubt, and quickly came inside.

First it sniffed with its nose at Xu Changqing's previous spot, then searched here and there.

It tried hard for a long while, but discovered nothing at all, and anxiously began to whine.

In a trance, Xu Changqing arrived in his Personal Space.

Previously, he always used his divine sense to probe. Today, for the first time, he used his eyes to "measure."

Must say, it was truly staggering.

Warm light poured down from the dome — not a fierce, dazzling glare, but like the warm sun of a winter afternoon, carrying a red halo.

In the space, dense Wood Spirit Qi transformed into wisps of light blue thin mist, without any pattern, flowing slowly like swimming fish.

Until the space's end, hitting an invisible barrier, only then drifting toward the other side.

As far as Xu Changqing's eyes could see, all was boundless black soil — at a glance like a black ocean.

Compared to the black soil outside, the black soil inside the Personal Space was even more fine and compact.

Even the surface glistened with a moist sheen.

Xu Changqing rubbed his hands excitedly: "A full hundred mu of Second Grade Spirit Field. If it's all planted full, never mind how rich the resources, just the lifespan would reach an astonishing degree."

But honestly, for a moment he truly hadn't decided which Spirit Plants to plant.

Spirit Rice?

That can work, and it's mutated Spirit Rice.

Medicinal Herbs?

That needs careful consideration.

As for trees, whether the Time-Space Annual Ring Tree or the Space Earth Origin Fruit Tree, both must be transplanted in — this is beyond doubt.

One, the Earth Qi here is even denser.

Two, the nutrients in the black soil are even more abundant.

Three, no need to worry about the secret being discovered by anyone ever again.

For a time, Xu Changqing, situated in his Personal Space, felt somewhat reluctant to leave!