Chapter 293: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming Cultivation Path Chapter 293 — Cause and Effect (Thanks to [End Up Jin Qiliang] for the

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Zhangqing asked curiously, "What?"

Zhu Fuxian countered with a half-smile, "Junior Brother, haven't you ever thought about one thing?"

Xu Zhangqing's gaze was slightly blank: "If you don't say it, how would I know what to think about?"

Zhu Fuxian raised his right hand, pointing at the Spirit Fields outside and said, "Clearly, Second Grade Spirit Fields containing Black Soil can be reclaimed everywhere, so why does the Immortal Sect restrict them?"

Xu Zhangqing pondered, "At first, I thought it was to prevent excessive reclamation; later, after coming into contact with the Spirit Plant Forbidden Record, I felt it was related to natural disasters."

Zhu Fuxian nodded slightly: "Correct, that is the reason."

The more Spirit Fields there are.

The faster the frequency of disaster occurrence.

Even the timing will keep advancing.

For example, at the start it might happen once or twice in a hundred years, but because of the increase in Spirit Field quantity, combined with various factors, it might happen once or twice every fifty years.

Even further on, the situation becomes even more severe.

Precisely because of this, the quantity of Spirit Fields is restricted.

Of course, different regions and locations have different Spirit Field quantities; it cannot be generalized.

Xu Zhangqing was puzzled: "But what does that have to do with me?"

Zhu Fuxian said in a deep voice: "Your region once suffered an extremely severe Rampant Spirit Outburst, causing all kinds of Spiritual Energy to become abnormally chaotic; that Stone Mountain was the worst-hit area.

I remember many people died back then before it was suppressed.

Later, to prevent accidents, it was covered with a large amount of stones."

Xu Zhangqing seemed to half-understand: "Senior Brother means that because the number of Spirit Fields in my area increased, it can no longer be suppressed?"

Zhu Fuxian nodded lightly: "Think for yourself — when there were few Spirit Fields, didn't nothing happen?"

Xu Zhangqing recalled carefully, then stared wide-eyed: "It really seems that way."

Zhu Fuxian said seriously: "Therefore I suggest that if you don't want to change locations, don't increase the number of Spirit Fields any further; five mu is just right."

Xu Zhangqing deeply agreed: "Senior Brother's words make sense!"

Zhu Fuxian continued analyzing: "As for what you dreamed of, it should merely be the leaked chaotic Spiritual Energy affecting your spirit."

"But..." Xu Zhangqing hesitated.

Zhu Fuxian's eyes narrowed: "What?"

Xu Zhangqing thought it over, then took out the Small Storage Bag holding the Charcoal: "Following the dream's guidance, I indeed dug this thing out of the Black Soil in Stone Mountain."

Zhu Fuxian took it, opened it, and exclaimed in surprise: "A small piece of the Xiangsi Ersheng Tree?"

Xu Zhangqing was even more astonished: "It really is the Xiangsi Ersheng Tree!"

Zhu Fuxian played with it in his hand: "The Xiangsi Ersheng Tree appears dead on the surface, but actually contains extremely rich life essence.

Some Spirit Farmers or Cultivators with Wood Spirit Roots carry a small piece like this; if an accident occurs, there is a certain probability they can use it to live a second life.

Judging by the look of it, you didn't fall into a nightmare — you were sent a dream."

Xu Zhangqing instantly thought of the Black Dried Corpse and the Cradle Ice Embryo.

Could this be the cause and effect?

For some reason, he always felt something was off!

Zhu Fuxian said with slight regret: "You found it beneath Stone Mountain, which shows the holder was one of the Spirit Farmers who participated in suppressing the chaotic Spiritual Energy back then.

It's a pity the disaster event was extremely special, affecting the possibility of revival, so in the end it wasn't used."

Xu Zhangqing blinked, thinking secretly: "It's not that it wasn't used — at least the Ice Embryo is still in my Personal Space, just unclear what it can nurture."

Zhu Fuxian put down the piece of Xiangsi Ersheng Tree, then waved his hand: "Junior Brother, for safety's sake, I think you should still change locations."

Xu Zhangqing put the Charcoal back, then smiled: "I'll consider Senior Brother's suggestion, but either way we have to wait until the Spirit Plants mature."

Zhu Fuxian picked up his Tea Cup and drank leisurely: "Normally speaking, if a Spirit Nurturer does well, there is a chance to go up the Mountain."

The so-called Mountain is the Mountain Peaks where the Immortal Masters live.

Going up the Mountain means entering the Xianfeng.

The Spiritual Energy in the Xianfeng is even denser.

Moreover, there are Spirit Springs and Spirit Eyes for daily Cultivation.

Generally, only Core Disciples have the qualification to go up the Mountain.

But it's not that absolute; opportunities do exist after all.

For example, some Core Disciples' disciples can also ascend the Xianfeng.

Or like Xu Zhangqing, becoming a Spirit Nurturer at a young age — as long as he achieves great merit, he likewise has the qualification to go up the Mountain, with status second only to Core Disciples.

Xu Zhangqing grinned: "The Mountain may be good, but I feel the Spirit Fields are freer."

In fact, he quite enjoys this kind of life.

Every day there are things to do, and he never feels bored or dull.

Occasionally he can drink a little wine and eat small dishes with friends.

If he goes up the Mountain, he'll be enveloped by the Immortal Masters' Divine Sense, equivalent to being monitored at all times.

Better to stay down here carefree, do whatever he wants — both carefree and at ease.

Zhu Fuxian smiled knowingly: "Indeed."

At this moment, Xu Zhangqing took out the two kinds of Spirit Wine: "Almost forgot, this time coming to see you, it's not just to ask for advice, I also brought Spirit Rice Wine, even new wine."

Zhu Fuxian instantly grew excited: "Such piercing cold intent, could it be Ice Heart Wine?"

Xu Zhangqing raised his thumb: "Senior Brother truly lives up to being an expert!"

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After noon passed, Xu Zhangqing bid farewell to the already drunk Zhu Fuxian.

After this exchange, he was no longer very worried.

The reason for entering the nightmare, the signs of a Heart Demon appearing, was mainly because a part of this Xiangsi Ersheng Tree contained carried resentment.

The best solution is to wait for the thing inside the Ice Embryo to be nurtured out.

To see just what the situation is.

As the saying goes, to untie the bell, one still needs the person who tied it.

As for whether to move, he had to ask Hua Lao first, see if there's a suitable position.

If not, Xu Zhangqing would choose to temporarily not increase the number of Spirit Fields.

Thereafter he would place all his focus on the Personal Space.

Anyway, at the current stage, for him, the Spirit Fields Outside are no longer important.

No matter how many are added, they cannot compare to the One Hundred Mu inside the Personal Space.

What is light and what is heavy, can be distinguished.

Time passed day by day like this, Xu Zhangqing's frequency of entering nightmares in the evening became lower and lower.

Even to the point of hardly being affected.

This day, finally came the Spirit Rice harvest day.

There were Three Mu in total.

First Mu Extreme-grade Spirit Rice.

Second Mu Mutant Spirit Rice.

Fifth Mu melons, fruits, and vegetables.

As for the Yang Extreme Medicinal Materials in the Third Mu and Fourth Mu, they weren't mature yet, needing a slight delay of a few days.

Of course, Xu Zhangqing already didn't care.

Holding a Sickle in hand, he quickly arrived at the Spirit Field Ridge of the First Mu Spirit Field.

Looking at the stalk after stalk of mature Extreme-grade Spirit Rice before his eyes, his heart felt extremely satisfied.

A sweep of Spiritual Sense, all information rapidly emerged.

Extreme-grade Spirit Rice

Mature

No Loss

Spirit Qi Sufficient

Top-grade Today

Yield 4000 jin

The limit of a Second Grade Spirit Field has always been four thousand jin per Mu, this point has never changed.

Xu Zhangqing took off his shoes, a faint smile on his face, step by step walked down the Spirit Field Ridge, quickly arriving at the far left side of the Spirit Field, starting the harvest from here!