Chapter 53: Farming Plan

Chapter 53: Farming Plan

  "Well, not bad, it's the mastery level of the Spirit Rain Technique. How many acres of spiritual fields do you want to rent?"

  The manager of the Qingyun Market Management Office stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

  It is said that living in the Immortal Market is not easy.

  Just entering the market for a year requires almost five spiritual stones.

  Food and accommodation are not included.

  If you want to live in the market and enjoy the spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, don't even think about it unless you have dozens of spiritual stones per year.

The four major arts of immortal cultivation include elixirs, weapon refining , formations, and talismans.

  Gu Changsheng doesn't know any of them.

  Going out of the market to hunt monsters in the mountains outside the market is too dangerous.

  It is the first option to be excluded.

  In the end, after careful consideration, he still believes that becoming a spiritual plant cultivator is the most suitable path for him.

  At least, by becoming a spiritual plant cultivator in the Qingyun Market, the entrance fee can be waived. You only need to tend to the spiritual fields assigned to you and submit a certain amount of spiritual rice per acre of fields every year.

  The rest are all his own.

It may be difficult to earn a lot of money, but at least it's a popular choice among many.

Just like the fairy seedlings he mentioned earlier.

Many people became respected spiritual plant cultivators after entering the market of immortal cultivators.

And among those who are still alive and willing to return, almost all are spiritual plant cultivators.

His thoughts raced, but Gu Changsheng kept his composure outwardly. He appeared deep in thought, then spoke seriously:

  "Let's start with three acres."

  "Fellow daoist, why don't you consider it? The more you plant, the greater your harvest will be in the end!"

"If I can yield more next year, I will certainly cultivate a few more acres. Please be more accomodating, Manager Han."

  Gu Changsheng used the pseudonym Li Guanshan and said to him in a flattering tone.

  "Fellow daoist Li, don't worry. If you want to plant a few more acres, just come to me."

  Manager Han's expression was slightly regretful.

  In any case, regardless of how many acres are planted, Qingyun Market guarantees a fixed amount of spiritual rice per acre of spiritual field. This means that the more acres are cultivated, the more spiritual rice Qingyun Market will collect from those acres of spiritual fields.

  The more you plant, the more Qingyun Market earns.

  Manager Han took out a map with blinking lights from his storage bag and asked him to choose and mark it on the map.

Red lights indicate occupied areas, while green lights indicate available choices.

It is roughly divided into four spiritual fields in the southeast, southwest, northwest, and northeast.

  Gu Changsheng wasn't very familiar with the other three directions.

He had arrived from the east, and outside the mountain lay Luoxia City.

The closer he got to the market, the more red dots there were, indicating occupied areas. Conversely, the farther he moved from the market, the more green dots appeared, signifying available choices.

  Because the closer to the market, the richer the spiritual energy in the world, and the safer it is.

  Although the differences may seem slight,

In cultivation, progress is gradual, step by step.

Fighting against others, against oneself, and even against time— all for the pursuit of the Way!

  There was no good location for him to choose, so Gu Changsheng had to choose a relatively inconspicuous place in the spiritual field area in the northeast.

  At least it would be very convenient if he ever needed to escape.

Before all his neighbors perished, his house could not be attacked.

He kept his hand in everything and always thought of an escape plan.

It must be right!

  ...

  After leaving the management office of Qingyun Market, Gu Changsheng walked quickly down the mountain.

There was a token engraved with the three words "Spiritual Plant Cultivator" tied around his waist.

  With this, he could live in Qingyun Market for a long time.

  He did not need to pay any spiritual stones for entering the market, but he needed to hand over a fixed amount of spiritual rice in his spiritual field every year.

  In his hand, there was also a bag of spiritual rice seeds the size of a fist.

  Even among immortal cultivators, storage bags are rarely seen.

At least among cultivators in the middle and low stages of Qi refining, it is rare to see someone who can own this thing.  

  Gu Changsheng only saw storage bags on a few monks wearing robes who were obviously wealthy, and a few monks in the late stage of Qi refining.

  He pinched the storage bag hidden in the interlayer of his wide sleeves.

  This thing may be worth a lot of spiritual stones.

  Otherwise, it would not be so rare.

  He has mastered several perfect-level spells, but it appears that the only offensive spell he can use is the fireball spell.

I wonder how it compares to monks in the late stage of Qi refining?

Even if he could defeat them, he wouldn't reveal his ability.

  Compared to the "feat" of fighting above his level, he still prefers to intimidate the weaker opponents and dominate them using his superior cultivation realm, without adhering to martial ethics.

  Of course, it would be better if he could avoid fighting with others.

  Gu Changsheng shook his head and threw away these inexplicable thoughts in his mind. He saw the three acres of spiritual fields that he had "contracted" from a distance.

  His "farming plan" began today.

  These three acres of spiritual fields had been reclaimed before.

  Therefore, he didn't need to waste his energy to open up wasteland.

  Next to these acres of spiritual fields, there stands a dilapidated wooden house.

When the door is opened, the entire structure creaks audibly, sounding overwhelmed by the wind and rain.

Next to this wooden house are several of his neighbors.

  At this moment, the doors are closed. Gu Changsheng isn't sure if his neighbors are absorbing spiritual energy at home or not.

However, he didn't consider visiting them individually.

He kept busy until sunset in the afternoon, and Gu Changsheng finally cleared the weeds from his three acres of spiritual fields.

  By the way, he loosened the land again.

  When he was in the mortal world before, he often hid in the mountains.

He stayed there for decades, so he was very good at farming.

  There is actually no fundamental difference between the spiritual fields of cultivators and ordinary fields in the mortal world.

  It's just because of the gathering of spiritual energy here, and the seeds are also spiritual seeds.

  So, what grows is spiritual rice.

  But if you want to say the difference in planting methods, there is no difference.   It just requires the cultivator to use the spiritual rain technique for irrigation.

  It's a waste of time, and ordinary people can't grow it.

  While he was loosening the land, he also saw his neighbors one by one.

  On his left was a young man, whose appearance and dress were very similar to those of scholars in the secular world.

  On his right was a female cultivator.   She came out yawning and talked to him with a smile.

  Then Gu Changsheng soon saw that a strong man came from nowhere and naturally hugged the waist of the female cultivator, and then the two hurriedly walked into the cabin.

They never came out again.

  At that moment, Gu Changsheng seemed to see the whole cabin shaking.   Ah...

  This series of operations made Gu Changsheng a little stunned for a while.

  "Twenty broken spirits, not bad."

  Next to him, the neighbor on his left who looked like an ordinary scholar.

  He was casting a spell to make rain, and smiled and said to him.

  Broken spirits are smaller units than spirit stones.

They are usually the leftovers when cutting spirit stones, and they are almost the size of a fingernail.

  One hundred broken spirits are worth a complete spirit stone.

  Converted into the currency of his previous life, Broken Spirits are points and Spirit Stones are yuan.

  Daoist friend...are you serious? !