Chapter 192 Reaping_1
"Chen Junior Brother, have you ever learned the legacy of the Spirit Plant Master?"
"Never, I have just been interested in farming since I was a child."
At the edge of a Spirit Field in the Giant Tree Ridge, Chen Mobai was chatting with two disciples from the spiritual plant division of the Divine Wood Sect. In front of them were three acres of fully mature Yubud Lingmi.
The air was filled with a heart-warming aroma of rice.
Looking around, it was a sea of golden grain.
The full rice ears looked like grains of gold naturally hanging low, with a perfect curve. As the breeze blew through the woods, they swayed steadily, like golden waves rolling in succession.
This scene of abundant harvest satisfied the two Disciples of the Divine Wood Sect, who had come to inspect the harvest of the Spirit Field.
One of the disciples plucked a rice ear, and held it in his hand, feeling the fullness of the grain shell, and smiling at the corners of his mouth.