Chapter 37: Spiritual Rice

Li Tongya only felt his heart skip a beat, and his eyes felt a bit dizzy. He hurriedly turned his head and looked down at the pale green spiritual rice swaying in the field, saying softly:

"You... should wait until you cultivate to the Profound Mirror Wheel before talking about other things."

Liu Rouxuan smiled, leaned close to Li Tongya's face, her beautiful eyebrows relaxed gently, and she whispered in his ear:

"Then, Brother Tongya, don't run away with someone else first..."

Li Tongya's face turned red, and he stood up with some shame and anger, saying:

"You should cultivate well!"

After speaking, he ran out of the courtyard as if fleeing and went to the distance.

Li Tongya walked along the stone path for a while, washed his face with river water, and only then did he slowly calm down. He couldn't help but give a wry smile:

"I'm afraid I've fallen into this guy's hands."

"Second Brother really has feelings for that Liu Rouxuan! Father is truly a move ahead!"

Li Xiangping was seen sitting on the shore with a smile, laughing at Li Tongya:

"Father arranged for you to take Liu Rouxuan back then. Second Brother, you only saw the external strategy of governing the land and preventing them from becoming too powerful, but you were a bystander and couldn't see this internal strategy aimed at you, Li Tongya."

"Third Brother, stop laughing at me!"

Li Tongya gave a wry smile, shook his head helplessly, and replied:

"The more I look at Father, the more I feel that there is always something to learn from the old man."

"That's right!"

Li Xiangping nodded and said solemnly:

"I intend to use those three Snake-Origin Pills left by Xiao Yuansi when you and I advance to the Yujing Wheel to break through the barrier."

"The Mist Confusion Array has already been dripped with blood by Father and Yesheng. I will personally take that magic mirror to the small courtyard on the mountain. As for the Profound Water Sword Art... I'm afraid I don't have the talent for it. Second Brother, you should take a look at it more."

Li Tongya scooped up a handful of river water to wash his hands and replied:

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The snow in Lijing Village this year was thicker than in previous years. The spiritual rice in the fields had already matured. The pale green rice ears were wrapped in grains of spiritual rice like white jade, standing straight in the fields, and the heavy snow could not bend its branches and leaves.

This spiritual rice was not like ordinary rice; its leaves were as sharp as knives, and the branches and leaves had to be harvested with an axe. Li Tongya and the others attached the Jin Guang Spell to their sickles before they finished harvesting these spiritual fields.

Looking at the spiritual rice piled up into bundles of small green stacks, Li Qiuyang stepped on the snow, clapped his hands, and smiled:

"Brother Xiangping, this spiritual rice looks pleasing to the eye."

Li Qiuyang had cultivated to the Profound Mirror Wheel last month and had made the Profound Mirror Spiritual Oath in the family ancestral hall and learned a few spells. The child was now ten years old, and after his features opened up, he was quite handsome, looking a bit like an adult.

He had originally filled eighty-one strands of spiritual power a year ago, but unfortunately, he failed when condensing the Profound Mirror Wheel, so he had to adjust his breathing for another year to restore his spiritual power. He was almost caught up by Liu Rouxuan.

"Not bad."

Li Xiangping was also full of smiles, his magic power circulating endlessly, and he had already cultivated to the Zhou Xing Wheel.

Tian Yun was pregnant with twins, and she gave birth to a son and a daughter for the Li family, which made him so happy he couldn't stop grinning; the old master looked at the children again and again, and according to the clan's generation naming, he named the boy Li Xuanfeng and the girl Li Jingtian.

"The White-Origin Fruit hasn't matured yet, but this spiritual rice has been harvested. Let's take it back first."

The village servants behind had already cut off the leaves of the spiritual rice one by one with shears and tied them with thick ropes before they dared to move them in pairs. The leaves of this spiritual rice were as sharp as knives, and everyone had suffered a lot.

When they arrived at the foot of Lijing Mountain, the thin mist gradually permeated. Li Yesheng said in a deep voice to the few people behind him:

"Follow closely! If you fall into this array, be careful of your little lives!"

The village servants nodded hurriedly. Several people stepped on the stone path to the top of the mountain and placed several bundles of spiritual rice in the courtyard. Li Xiangping waved his hand and said:

"Take them down."

Taking the spiritual rice from the stalks still required magic power to pick, and then pinching specific spells to remove the skin and bran to ensure that the spiritual energy of the spiritual rice would not be lost.

In the process of harvesting spiritual rice, mortals could only hold sickles attached with the Jin Guang Spell to cut and transport. The truly important links still needed to be handled by cultivators.

"Third Uncle! Clan Brother!"

Li Xuanxuan walked out of the courtyard and bowed to Li Qiuyang and Li Xiangping. He was now over seven years old, and his body was gradually growing. His face was quite similar to the late Li Changhu.

"Xuanxuan, come here."

Seeing Li Xuanxuan walking towards Li Qiuyang, Li Xiangping's face changed, and he hurriedly greeted him. After Li Xuanxuan sat down beside him, he smiled:

"This child measured a spiritual aperture before the New Year and is cultivating rapidly. I estimate that he will be able to refine the Profound Mirror Wheel in a few months."

Li Xuanxuan, who was on the side, was stunned, his heart full of doubts, and he thought to himself:

"The family clearly hasn't measured my bone structure, nor have they passed down any cultivation techniques. Third Uncle's words..."

But his face was smiling, and he nodded at Li Qiuyang, who looked envious.

"Xuan'er is really amazing!"

Li Qiuyang couldn't help but praise. Thinking that it took him two years to condense the Profound Mirror Wheel, he couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.

The two chatted for a few words. After Li Tongya went up the mountain, Li Xuanxuan retreated. Several people spent a few hours picking the spiritual rice and removing the rice husks. Li Mutian divided them into bags and lifted them lightly, saying:

"One hundred and twenty catties of spiritual rice, forty catties of spiritual rice bran."

"There will be another harvest in two years, so this tribute should be enough."

Li Xiangping sent Li Qiuyang away, placed the two bags of spiritual rice and spiritual rice bran on the table to look at them, and saw that each grain of spiritual rice was as clean and beautiful as white jade. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Only then did he put the rice into the house and said softly to Li Tongya:

"Xuanxuan is seven years old, his body is set, and it's time to cultivate."

Li Tongya was stunned, nodded thoughtfully, and walked towards the house with Li Xiangping.

Charcoal fire was burning in the house. The old man was sleepy in winter. Li Mutian had already fallen asleep early. Only Li Xuanxuan was left in the hall leaning against the stove to warm himself.

Li Xuanxuan looked at the snowflakes falling in the mountains in the house, looking blankly at the snow-covered Lijing Mountain. Seeing the two, he hurriedly stood up and asked:

"Third Uncle, why did you tell Clan Brother that I was about to refine the Profound Mirror Wheel? If I don't have that spiritual aperture, wouldn't it be embarrassing..."

Li Xiangping carefully closed the doors and windows, made a "shush" gesture to Li Xuanxuan, and said in a deep voice:

"Follow me."

Li Xuanxuan suddenly shut his mouth, followed Li Xiangping obediently, and walked to a blue brick and tile house in the deepest part of the courtyard.

Li Xiangping took out the key, removed the lock on the door, gently pushed open the door, and said in a low voice to Li Xuanxuan:

"Come in."

Seeing Li Xiangping's solemn expression, Li Xuanxuan was also uneasy. Seeing that the room was very spacious, with only a blue stone platform in the middle, on which a blue-gray mirror was placed.

Incense was burned in the room, which smelled soothing. Li Xuanxuan looked at Li Xiangping in a low voice, seeing him staring quietly at the mirror, and didn't dare to speak. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====