Chapter 9 Yellow buds and grass grow
Although the seventh uncle Zhang Mengyuan was already sixty-eight years old, he still had an immortal heart.
In the past ten years, he has married five concubines in a row.
Since he gave up the idea of seeking immortality at the age of thirty, Zhang Mengyuan has married sixteen wives and concubines in more than thirty years.
These wives and concubines of his were all mortals and gave birth to him a total of fourteen children.
It’s a pity that most of the fourteen children have no spiritual roots. Only one child has spiritual roots, but his bones are not as good as Zhang Mengyuan, a monk with four spiritual roots.
The difference in qualifications can be imagined.
The older he gets, the more Zhang Mengyuan loves his children, especially his underage son who can cultivate, and always wants to leave something for him.
Therefore, Zhang Mengyuan has become more and more budget-conscious in the past ten years.
I used to be a very generous person, but recently I have become like a tough guy.
Zhang Mengyuan packed up the spiritual stones and began to teach Zhang Zhixuan the experience of cultivating spiritual fields.
More than 20 acres of chalcedony rice have been harvested for more than a month. After irrigating it a few days ago, the fields will start to be plowed today. Under Zhang Mengyuan’s guidance, Zhang Zhixuan used a hoe to plow more than 20 acres of the spiritual field. Turn it over.
The soil in these spiritual fields is rich in spiritual energy and is as hard as stone. Therefore, the air permeability of the soil is not good. Every once in a while, you need to use a hoe to turn over the spiritual soil, and then break up large pieces of hard soil to allow air to penetrate the soil and enter the spiritual grass.
The hoe in Zhang Zhixuan’s hand is also a different mortal object, but a first-level low-grade magic weapon. If placed in the mortal world, it can be regarded as a rare magical weapon. Unfortunately, in the hands of immortal cultivators, this level of magic weapon can only be used Use it as a hoe.
Zhang Zhixuan is already a sixth-level qi-training monk. A monk at this level can have at least a thousand pounds of strength in his arms, and his endurance level is far beyond that of ordinary people.
In one day, at least five or six acres of spiritual land can be plowed.
What’s more, the seventh uncle Zhang Mengyuan is also a person who can’t rest. His cultivation level is higher and he is already an eighth-level Qi training monk. With his help, the two of them turned over the entire spiritual field in two days.
Time passed quickly, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past ten days, Zhang Zhixuan has been working hard to practice Gathering Spirits and Transforming Rain. Even though he has good understanding, unfortunately, he does not have water-attribute spiritual roots, so it is not convenient to practice this spell.
Although it took more than twenty days, the spell could only be released once every five or six hours in conjunction with the magic platform and formation flag.
Not only is he slow to release spells, but he also consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
Every time he successfully releases the Soul Gathering Rain Technique, his mana will be completely consumed.
Although the spiritual field also contains spiritual energy, it is a pity that it is not as full of spiritual energy as the mountain gate. Each time the mana is replenished, it will take at least three or four days.
Therefore, Zhang Zhixuan can only release the Spirit Gathering Rain Technique once every five days, and it takes half a month to water all the spiritual fields.
In recent days, the yellow bud grass has begun to fully mature.
This kind of spiritual grass takes five years to fully grow, and only thirty or forty spiritual grasses can be planted in each acre of second-level spiritual field.
Of the Zhang family’s thirty acres of spiritual land, only three acres are planted with yellow bud grass, a total of just over a hundred plants.
Yellow bud grass is a second-level middle-grade spiritual grass that can refine the second-order middle-grade Golden Bud Pill.
Whenever the yellow bud grass is completely mature, the family’s alchemy pavilion in Fang City will be closed.
Alchemists will also come here to refine Jinya Dan on a large scale.
“If you watch carefully, as long as golden grass buds appear, it means that the yellow bud grass is completely mature.
This kind of spiritual grass is about three feet tall. Once mature, an inch-long yellow jade-colored bud will grow from the top. This bud is the most important treasure of Huangya grass and can be used to refine the Golden Bud Pill.
Once the yellow buds emerge, they should be picked as soon as possible.
Once it exceeds an hour, the yellow buds will wither, the spiritual grass will be useless, and five years of hard work will be wasted.
Therefore, whenever the yellow bud grass matures, the family’s alchemist will come in advance and refine the yellow bud grass into elixirs as quickly as possible.
Once the Golden Bud Pill is refined, it can be stored for three years. At that time, it can not only be given to family monks to increase their mana, but can also be taken to the market to exchange for spiritual stones.
This elixir, because it can be refined on a large scale, is the treasure of our family’s alchemy pavilion.
Every time the Golden Bud Pill is refined, the nearby casual cultivators will be ecstatic. In a few months, all the Golden Bud Pills in the shops in Fangshi will be wiped out. “Because he received Zhang Zhixuan’s twenty low-grade spiritual stones in advance, Zhang Mengyuan’s attitude has been better in recent days, and he has become more and more dedicated in teaching.
Whenever there was anything that needed attention, he would carefully advise it in advance.
Just as the two were using the sandalwood box to collect yellow bud grass, a jade talisman of communication slowly flew in.
Zhang Mengyuan took the messenger jade talisman and looked at it carefully, and said to Zhang Zhixuan with a smile: “The yellow bud grass has just matured, and your ninth uncle and others are already here.”
He put the sandalwood box aside and opened the formation slowly.
Outside the formation, seven or eight monks have arrived at the gate.
The first person was older and looked to be in his fifties or sixties, while the remaining people were all in their prime.
The old monk has a higher level of cultivation and carries a hint of majesty.
The remaining people are all relatively low in cultivation, and the best one has just reached the fourth level of Qi training, and is far behind Zhang Zhixuan who just came down the mountain.
The elderly monk is the fourth elder of the family, Zhang Mengquan, a second-level high-grade alchemist.
Zhang Mengquan is also a Three Spirit Root cultivator and has been practicing to the ninth level of Qi training for more than ten years.
It is a pity that the family does not have the ability to provide him with the Foundation Establishment Pill. Without the Foundation Establishment Pill to warm the body and reconcile the true energy, it would be extremely dangerous for a monk to build the Foundation.
For a monk with three spiritual roots like him, the chance of successful foundation building is less than 10%. If he fails to succeed, he will die immediately from the dangers during the foundation building process.
Zhang Mengquan is not a monk who is dedicated to the great road, and he has not dared to risk building foundations for many years.
Now he is sixty-five years old, and his energy and blood have begun to decline. Even with the help of the Foundation Establishment Pill, the probability of Foundation Establishment is no more than 10%.
Regarding this point, he himself is very clear that he has missed the best age for foundation building and has long given up hope of foundation building.
The monks behind him include not only the apprentices of the Alchemy Pavilion in Fang City, but also low-level monks such as the county magistrate, county lieutenant, head catcher, and city patrol officer from Lushan County.
Everyone followed them into the small courtyard. The county magistrates, who were usually in high positions in Lushan County, were busy and began to carry bundles of crystal clear wood from the carriage outside.
These logs are golden in color and contain a little bit of spiritual energy. They don’t look like ordinary wood.
Seeing Zhang Zhixuan staring at these woods, Ninth Uncle Zhang Mengquan smiled and said: “This is Xuanyang wood, which is considered a first-class low-grade material.
The Zhu family in Liucheng has a large garden where they grow such things, and they produce a lot every year.
The price is also quite cheap, with only one low-grade spiritual stone for every three large bundles.
Our family does not have a fire eye for refining elixirs or refining weapons. We cannot use earth fire to make elixirs, so we can only use this kind of wood that contains spiritual energy.
When this thing burns, the temperature of the flame is very high. Although it is not as good as the ground fire or the real fire of the foundation-building monks, it is enough for refining low-level elixirs. “
The cold is not good yet, the cough is severe, and it’s time to start a new book. I really want to read The Eunuch, but The Eunuch is like a bad habit. Once it forms an inertia, it is difficult to change. The Hermit has already finished two books of The Eunuch. This time One million copies must be completed at one time.
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