Qin Ming stared at those three entries.
The golden font is looming.
After repeatedly confirming that it was correct, he was ecstatic with excitement!
Goldfinger! This is definitely your own golden finger!
Qin Ming originally thought that if nothing unexpected happened, his journey to immortality would stop here.
Unexpectedly, his hope was rekindled again!
Qin Ming suppressed his excitement.
Not caring about washing up, he carefully approached the three spiritual rice plants and looked at all the plants in the yard.
It was found that only these three strains could display entries.
“Is it okay to just harvest it directly?”
Qin Ming stretched out his hand and cut off the three spiritual rice plants from their roots.
When he put away the spiritual rice, he saw only one green awn and two white awns, flashing away from the spiritual rice, and then turned into three leaves and appeared quietly in the sea of consciousness.
The green leaves are the entries with ‘ripening’.
The white leaves are two entries with ‘weak mana’ and ‘intermediate spiritual rain technique five times’.
All it takes is a thought and he can use it immediately.
Qin Ming went back to the house and closed the door.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, his mind focused on one of the white leaves, and the entry ‘weak magic power’ disappeared immediately.
For a moment.
A burst of mana suddenly surged out of Qin Ming’s Dantian, which frightened him so much that he quickly followed the mana route of the “Changchun Gong” passed down by his family to guide this ray of mana into Changchun mana.
“It’s obviously just a weak magic power, but I didn’t expect that the magic power it contains is so abundant!”
a long time.
Feeling the changes taking place in his dantian, Qin Ming’s face showed the joy of harvest.
“The magic power in my Dantian has grown so much that it is equivalent to the three months of hard training I usually spend on it.”
The bottleneck where he had been trapped on the second floor of Qi Training for a long time without any movement was showing signs of loosening.
If there are a few more entries like this, the third level of Qi training stage will not be far away! What was even more surprising to him was that this entry could be stored directly in his sea of consciousness and could be accessed at any time, which was really convenient.
‘For ‘weak mana’ entries like the one just now, if you have the opportunity to prepare more in the future, you might be able to save your life at critical moments! ’
Qin Ming secretly made up his mind.
He tasted the benefits for the first time and was excited. He couldn’t wait to try the effects of the other two entries.
But he was quickly suppressed again.
“Don’t float! Calm down! You must be calm!”
“You still have to work and rest as usual. Now that your strength is low, you can’t let others see the abnormality. It’s better to develop steadily.”
After thinking about it, Qin Ming got up and went to the kitchen to start a fire and cook, using the newly harvested spiritual rice yesterday.
Afterwards, they also fried some exquisite side dishes.
Normally, after Qin Ming paid his taxes, he would sell the remaining spiritual rice in the market to save money and exchange for some daily practice resources.
I can’t bear to eat a few meals of spiritual rice in a month.
This spiritual rice also contains spiritual energy. Although it is not as abundant as the entries, in the eyes of ordinary immortal cultivators, it is still considered a relatively precious cultivation material.
After dinner.
Qin Ming brought his spiritual hoe and arrived at his spiritual field at the same time as usual.
He walked around and found something.
That is, he observed all the spiritual fields and plants nearby.
Except for his half-acre of immature spiritual rice, there was a spiritual rice with the word “weak mana” shining on it.
There are no entries displayed on other plants!
In other words, entries will appear only on the spiritual plants he planted himself.
And there is a certain probability that the entry will appear, but the probability is still very low.
After all, there must be tens of thousands of spiritual rice plants in that half-acre spiritual field, but there is only one entry. It can be said that the chance is pitifully small.
In Qin Ming’s flower bed, three plants with entries suddenly appeared. It can be said that the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves brought good luck.
But fortunately, he believed that as long as he kept planting, he would eventually be able to get entries.
Qin Ming’s spiritual field is located very far back on the hillside. Apart from himself, few people visit it, and it is also blocked by a dense bamboo forest.
On weekdays, Du Haifu, the supervisor of Lingtian, would rarely come here for inspections unless something big happened, except for showing up when collecting taxes.
The spiritual farmers all finished harvesting the spiritual rice yesterday, and now no one comes to the fields.
Qin Ming stared at the only spiritual rice plant with an entry in the spiritual field, and observed it carefully for a long time with his eyes wide open.
I still can’t tell how it is different from the other spiritual rice plants around it.
It really made him unbelievable…
Seeing no one around, Qin Ming decided to use the other two entries without thinking too much.
Du Haifu’s words yesterday gave him a strong sense of urgency.
He must not go to the frontline battle camp and die in vain.
With his current combat power, he is definitely cannon fodder and the fifth scum in the battle.
“First try to ripen this half acre of spiritual rice and see what the effect is.”
Qin Ming took a deep breath, and with a thought, he used the ‘Ripening’ and an ‘Intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique’.
The ‘ripening’ green leaves in the sea of consciousness disappeared, and the ‘intermediate spirit rain technique’ also became the remaining four times.
Qin Ming picked up a magic formula in his hand and pointed it towards the sky over half an acre of spiritual rice! A gray spiritual cloud quickly gathered above it, and soon completely covered half an acre of spiritual field.
Xixi rinse!
The spiritual rain that cooperates with the ripening effect continues to fall.
“This intermediate Spiritual Rain Jue is really very different from the low-level Spiritual Rain Jue.”
“The rainfall range and the spiritual energy transformation effect have been greatly improved. The most important thing is to be able to initially mobilize the spiritual energy, which is different from the same.”
Qin Ming carefully experienced the feeling of casting the spell and cherished such a rare opportunity.
Immersed in my mind, I realized the magic power of the intermediate Lingyu Jue.
a long time.
Qin Ming suddenly realized that the only difference was in controlling the heat of his own magic power and the efficient use of spiritual energy when casting spells.
There is no sluggish feeling in the movement of mana when casting a spell.
Cai Laojiu also practiced for several years before he upgraded the Lingyu Jue to the intermediate level.
This spiritual rain lasted for a stick of incense before stopping.
certainly.
Qin Ming’s magic power also bottomed out…
My cultivation level is still too low.
His face was pale, his legs were weak, and his hands were unable to support him. He sat down on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It’s enough time to burn incense! In the past, that was something he wouldn’t have dared to think about, let alone an intermediate level Lingyu Jue.
“Hmph! I can last this long!”
“It’s no longer the three-second drip irrigation!”
At this moment, Qin Ming’s confidence seemed to have returned to him.
He calmed down for a while, then stood up and went over to observe the effect of the rainfall.
Only half a day passed.
The half-acre of spiritual rice actually began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just like those crazy plants in his dreams.
This growth rate continues until the height more than doubles before starting to slow down.
They are almost ready to bear spiritual rice ears.
“Hi~ This speed… is a bit…”
The ripening effect coupled with the intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique also made Qin Ming take a breath of surprise.
“This is to allocate all the entries with ripening effect to this half acre of land.”
“It seems that green-quality entries must be extremely rare. I’ll have to be more sparing next time.”
While Qin Ming lamented his luck, the entry for the spiritual rice plant also changed.
[Name]: Jin Lingmi [Entry]: Weak mana (maturity 70%)
If things continue at this rate, he will probably be able to collect the spiritual rice tomorrow morning.
Sure enough.
The next morning, when Qin Ming returned to the spiritual field, the small half acre of spiritual rice was completely mature.
Not only that, the yield of spiritual rice within half an acre has increased by about 20% compared to before.
Moreover, the quality of spiritual rice is better, the grains are plump, crystal clear, and exudes an attractive spiritual fragrance.
It is indeed an intermediate level spiritual rain technique, which can directly extract spiritual energy from the spiritual veins and turn it into rain, providing sufficient fertility for spiritual plants.
The most gratifying thing is that the spiritual rice with the word “weak magic power” has been transformed into a part of his cultivation.
Qin Ming felt happy and began to look forward to the future.
……
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period.
After Qin Ming finished taking care of his original three acres of spiritual land, he went to see supervisor Du Haifu and rented the other two acres of spiritual land next to it.
After plowing the soil, spiritual rice seedlings were planted.
The entry for the Intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique has also been used three times, and the last time is left.
Qin Ming also gradually gained some insights into the techniques for casting the Intermediate Lingyu Jue.
I believe that as long as he practices diligently in the future, it won’t take long for him to be able to perform the intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique even without using the entries.
This is the difference between personal experience and blind practice.
When Du Haifu saw him coming to rent the spiritual field, he kept praising him that the boy had finally come to his senses, and even pretended to encourage him.
He wished he could rent out a few more pieces of land so that he could make more money.
But how did he know that Qin Ming was farming so hard just to get entries…
Been busy for more than half a month.
He has almost made trouble with the five acres of spiritual land.
Just waiting for the next harvest, the rest is daily care and maintenance.
Qin Ming was finally free.
During these two days, he planned to sell part of the spiritual rice in his hand to buy some cultivation items.
First of all, there were two things he had to buy.
The first is the storage bag. It is really inconvenient for him to carry a big bag and a small bag every time he goes out.
Secondly, buy a soundproof array…
Qin Ming changed his clothes, carried the spirit rice and went out.
“Hey! Fellow Daoist Qin is going to the market to sell spiritual rice? It looks like the harvest is good!”
“It’s rare, Fellow Daoist Qin.”
As Qin Ming stepped out, many neighbors greeted him.
After passing through the intricate alleyways, he came to the main road.
At this time, two monks, one male and one female, came forward.
“Fellow Taoist Long.”
“Fellow Daoist Qin.”
Qin Ming quickly put down his bag and greeted the other party respectfully.
The monk with the surname Long in front of him was the only great monk in the late stage of Qi training in their shanty town. He had broken through to the eighth level of Qi training a few years ago.
The female cultivator next to him was Qin Ming’s neighbor Li Yanli. Seeing how close the two were, she must have hugged each other’s lap.
The public security around the shanty towns is not very peaceful. Thanks to the intimidation of Taoist friends from Long in recent years, some young people in the surrounding areas do not dare to cause trouble.
The large-scale land reclamation of Lingyu Sect has attracted a large number of low-level monks to flock here, and there are also many tribulation cultivators who are eyeing this place.
Although there are law enforcement teams from Lingyu Sect patrolling outside, murders and treasure grabbing still happen from time to time.
Fellow Daoist Long said yes and left with Li Yanli.
In the eyes of the two of them, Qin Ming was just a low-level spiritual farmer who was not worth mentioning and was not worth mentioning at all.
I was able to reply just for the sake of being a neighbor.
Qin Ming didn’t take it seriously either.
It is normal for a great monk in the late stage of Qi training to have a somewhat arrogant attitude.
Qin Ming looked at the direction the two of them were walking back. It seemed that there was going to be another ‘fierce battle’ tonight.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and immediately changed the purchase of the soundproof array to his primary goal.
Not long after, the huge archway of “Qingyangfang City” came into view.
The market was crowded with people, and the cries of various vendors and lackeys came and went.
Follow the main road.
Qin Ming went straight to the central area of Fang City and came to the back door of a shop.
After knocking on the door a few times, someone came out and opened the door.
When the visitor saw it was Qin Ming, he asked him to wait and went in to call the shopkeeper.
A small moment.
Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a red brocade robe with white background and gold threads walking out.
The shopkeeper’s cultivation level is at the sixth level of the Qi training stage. When he saw a low-level monk like Qin Ming, he did not hesitate and greeted him warmly with a professional smile.
“Are you here to sell spiritual rice? Come on, let’s talk inside.”
Entered the backyard.
Qin Ming put the spirit rice down and returned the favor by saying, “That’s it, it weighs about a hundred kilograms.”
The shopkeeper nodded and ordered his men to check and weigh the rice.
“A total of one hundred and eight kilograms of golden spirit rice.”
“I can buy it at the market price of five kilograms per piece of low-grade spiritual stone. What do you think, fellow Taoist?”
“make a deal.”
Qin nodded happily. He used to come here occasionally to sell spiritual rice.
This channel was secretly introduced by Cai Laojiu.
Of course, stalls can also be set up in the market, and more spiritual stones can be sold than here, but it is quite troublesome to pay stall fees.
It’s not as safe and stable as here.
“If you Taoist friends still have spiritual rice in the future, you can bring it to me to sell it, no matter how much it is.”
The shopkeeper took out twenty-one spiritual stones and several broken spiritual crystals and paid them to Qin Ming.
“By the way, do you have soundproofing arrays for sale in your pavilion?” Qin Ming asked without leaving immediately.
“Of course there is.” The shopkeeper smiled slightly, patted the storage bag, and took out a set of simple formations.
“Low-level soundproofing array, priced at ten low-grade spiritual stones.”
Qin Ming shook the spirit stone that was still warm, gritted his teeth and said, “Can it be cheaper? I’ll buy another storage bag.”
“Yes, there are ten spiritual stones for the soundproofing array and twelve spiritual stones for the storage bag. You can save one less and receive twenty-one spiritual stones.”
Transaction completed.
Leave the store.
“You really spend it wherever you make money, and you don’t even think about taking a penny home.” Qin Ming couldn’t help but sigh.
Then he went to a nearby store, bought some books about spiritual plants and daily necessities, and hurried back home.
This trip was very expensive, but Qin Ming believed that he would be able to earn more spiritual stones soon.
……
(End of chapter)