"Are you sure? This acre of spiritual farmland was previously infested with insects, and the previous tenant was unable to solve the problem, so he gave up the lease. Although the spiritual plants planted have been removed, it is inevitable that there are still insect eggs left in the soil. Don't be tempted by the cheap price..."

Li Qinglin shook his head.

"Thank you for your teachings, senior. But I like quietness. This place is remote, with only one neighbor on the left, which is just right for me."

Mr. Ge didn't persuade him much.

"How long will it be?"

"Ten years' lease."

"Fifteen low-grade spirit stones a year, a total of one hundred and fifty in ten years."

The rental fee is indeed not cheap, comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon.

Even a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training would find it difficult to take out so many spirit stones in one breath.

Li Qinglin took out seventy low-grade spirit stones and used them as collateral to pay off his debts. He pawned two low-grade magic tools, and only then was the contract successfully signed.

Zhuang Yanjing was not surprised that Li Qinglin had such financial resources.

After all, although he was an old friend of Yang Jian, he didn't know much about Yang Jian's family background.

Among cultivators, even those who are brothers and friends, they will maintain a certain distance.

After leaving Taichu Taoist Palace, Li Qinglin boarded Zhuang Yanjing's shuttle and headed towards the rented spiritual field.

"The Three Mountains are vast, and it's very inconvenient to travel without a shuttle. It seems that I should also purchase one. It's impossible for a cultivator to fight on horseback, right?"

"It seems I have to find an opportunity to settle the account and sell the magic weapon I got from Taoist Liquan."

Li Qinglin pondered.

Along the way, Zhuang Yanjing didn't say much. He sat cross-legged on the ground and concentrated on practicing Taoism.

After flying for several hours, they passed over many mountains.

The concentration of spiritual energy has dropped slightly.

When they were close to the destination, Zhuang Yanjing slowly stood up, his magic power overflowing, and he unscrupulously spread the aura of the late stage of Qi training.

In the distance, there were several beams of light retreating to both sides. The cultivators in the beams nodded slightly to show their respect.

Among the three mountains of Qingshitan, cultivators in the foundation-building stage are considered to be in the upper-middle class.

Practitioners in the late stage of Qi training are already elite and have a certain status.

Li Qinglin felt a little warm in his heart as he watched Zhuang Yanjing's actions.

Although his extraordinary request just now had overdrawn the friendship between the two of them.

But Zhuang Yanjing really did his best for his cheap nephew.

At this moment, he took the initiative to stand up for himself, announced their relationship, and deterred potential threats.

After a while, the shuttle stopped at a spiritual field.

The sky was dark at this moment, and there was a mist rising as thin as a veil.

The spiritual field was shrouded in moonlight, emitting a faint fluorescence.

The spiritual field is not big, and is generally trapezoidal in shape, with the longest part being seven zhang and the shortest part being less than two zhang.

The total area is about fifty square meters.

Next to the spiritual field, there is a simple thatched cottage with bare walls and some drafts.

Upon seeing this, Li Qinglin's desire to entertain Zhuang Yanjing suddenly cooled down and he felt a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Yanjing glanced at the spiritual field, his eyes like swords, staring at the desolate and messy soil for a moment.

"There are indeed many insect eggs that have not been removed. You should settle down first. If you really can't do it, come to me."

What Zhuang Yanjing didn't say was that if Li Qinglin really came to him and asked him for help in getting rid of the pests.

He will definitely resolve this matter.

But after that, the relationship between them as master and nephew came to an end completely.

After Zhuang Yanjing left.

Li Qinglin put the spiritual seeds and farm tools into the hut.

Then he walked back to the field, squatted down, and rummaged through the soil.

Then he slowly picked up an oval-shaped insect egg with thin dark blue lines on its surface.

Something was faintly moving inside.

He tried to squeeze it, and only used 30% of his strength before he finally broke it.

The shell of the insect eggs is as hard as low-grade spirit stones!

No wonder it is so difficult to get rid of.

"Insect eggs..." Li Qinglin murmured.

…

Three days later.

In the thin morning light, Li Qinglin returned from chopping firewood.

Then I saw that the thatched cottage with drafts everywhere was replaced by a small courtyard of 40 meters in radius with its own door and separated by a blue-gray stone wall.

Leave a bluestone path in the middle as the gateway.

There are two main rooms and a study in the courtyard, decorated with flower stamens and potted plants. The fragrance of flowers is soothing.

And under the study, there is a secret room hidden underground, which was reserved for Li Qinglin to practice.

After all, the purpose of cultivating immortality is to seek longevity, not to live a hard life.

When conditions permit, Li Qinglin will also seek some fun and improve his living environment.

“Moving into a new house is a good time to celebrate.”

Li Qinglin put down the firewood and was about to go to the market to learn about the local customs and habits and buy some items.

Then a clear voice was heard coming from afar.

"Thank you for your courtesy, fellow Daoist. I live in a cave ten miles away. I learned that a neighbor had moved in, so I came to visit."

He turned his head and saw two figures, one big and one small, walking towards him in the distance.

"My name is Ming Jingzi, and this is the bad disciple Shen Dan."

Ming Jingzi has slightly gray hair on her temples and is holding a child's hand.

These two people were the master and disciple who had been secretly taught skills by Jade Yuanchan.

When they saw Li Qinglin in broad daylight, he was also fully armed and his face was not revealed.

Ming Jingzi looked wary and subconsciously exerted force on Shen Dan's hand.

He calmed himself down, handed over a talisman, and said, "Congratulations to you on your new home. This is a dust-removing talisman. Hang it in the house to keep the windows clean and odor-proof."

The reason why he chose to rent this spiritual field was largely because of this pair of masters.

After all, when living in a remote place, the most important thing is whether your neighbors know you well and are kind.

Bad neighbors cause trouble every day and create a foul atmosphere.

Only with friendly neighbors can we enjoy long-term peace.

The only neighbors on this sacred field are the Mingjing family.

Further away, you have to cross a mountain and there are only human settlements more than thirty miles away.

Li Qinglin took the dust-removing talisman, thanked him, and led Master Ming Jingzi and his disciple into the house.

The house was clean and tidy, and there was the scent of flowers.

Ming Jingzi was still a little nervous at first, but as she talked with Li Qinglin, she felt a sense of intimacy with him, and she gradually felt relieved.

"Brother Han, a few days ago, that senior in the late stage of Qi training, I wonder who he was..." Ming Jingzi asked tentatively.

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"Oh, it's my uncle."

When Ming Jingzi heard this, he was immediately in awe.

He turned and looked at the acre of spiritual field outside the yard with envy in his eyes.

No matter in which world, as long as there is land at home, there will be surplus food.

As long as you work hard and you're guaranteed a harvest regardless of drought or flood, you'll never starve to death.

But renting a spiritual field is not cheap, and it also requires skills related to planting.

Ming Jingzi has only rented a cave of the lowest quality so far, which is only slightly better than sleeping in the wilderness.

Unlike Li Qinglin's place, where he lives by the spiritual field, the concentration of spiritual energy is much better than that in his cave.

Ming Jingzi seemed to have thought of something, and said, "Fellow Daoist Han is very generous! But you don't know that recently the spiritual fields in the surrounding area have been plagued by insects. It is a mutated aphid. Many spiritual farmers are helpless and can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

It is indeed unwise for you to rent this spiritual field."

Aphids?

Li Qinglin was a little confused when he heard this.

The truth is, at present, he doesn't have much knowledge about spiritual plants and insects.

When interacting with people, it is best not to talk too much with them. Be frank and stop when you have to.

After a moment, he took the initiative to say goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Li Qinglin gave Shen Dan an exquisite ordinary toy as a return gift, and said that he would visit her someday.

Not long after Ming Jingzi and the other man left.

Li Qinglin closed the windows and locked the door, then headed towards the market.

Without knowing the details of the aphid, Li Qinglin did not dare to plant three-spiked plantain rashly.

Go to the market to see if there are any pest control methods.

"By the way, should I also buy a puppet? It's not that I'll feel lonely in the long nights, but it would be nice to have it run errands and do some chores for myself..."

On the way, Li Qinglin was thinking seriously.

…

The entrance to Qingxuling Market.

Li Qinglin came in disguise, dissipated his light, and hadn't yet approached the queue.

At the entrance, there was a dazed, crying female cultivator in palace dress, pulling the cultivator guarding the temple, seemingly begging for something.

A mesmerizing scent of herbs and trees emanated from the body of the female cultivator in palace attire.

Li Qinglin frowned slightly and subconsciously took a few steps back. His eyes fell on the slightly rough hands of the female cultivator in palace dress.

"It's no use begging me. You need to pay five spirit stones as a deposit to enter the workshop, which will be returned to you afterwards. If you don't have enough, go ask others to borrow some."

"No one is willing to lend it to me! They are all ungrateful and ungrateful people. Brother, please have mercy on me. The spiritual plants in the field are infested by insects. I will go to the market to find someone to solve the problem and I will pay you back!"

After listening for a while, Li Qinglin immediately understood what had happened.

This woman in palace dress had previously become addicted to sword gambling.

In the Tanzheling area, there is a place called Wangwuping, where hundreds of towering peaks reach into the sky, forming a rugged cloud track.

Many sword cultivators would "sword race" at Wangwuping, and at the same time, they would be the dealers and hold sword betting games to bet on whose flying sword was faster and who would reach the finish line first! This palace-dressed woman lost all her family fortune for this, and her Taoist partner also abandoned her, and even sold her daughter who had spiritual roots as a medicine slave.

As a last resort, she "borrowed money" to rent a few acres of spiritual fields and planted the Fantasy Smoke Vine, hoping to make a profit.

The growth cycle of Phantom Smoke Vine is short, the effect is quick and the yield is high.

It is the main material for refining the Kongkong Immortal Pill. After taking this pill, the practitioner will feel as if he is floating in the air, his mind will be empty, and he will forget all his worries.

Many cultivators who have no hope of making a breakthrough and are only interested in enjoying themselves cannot do without it.

The cultivator guarding the temple became annoyed when he heard this and ordered his men to throw the female cultivator in palace dress away.

"My goodness, he's involved in pornography, gambling, and drugs..."

Li Qinglin didn't want to interfere and queued up to enter the market.

There was no registration information, only five spirit stones were paid as a deposit and a one-time voucher was received.

I heard that at the beginning, a foundation-building master proposed that everyone entering and leaving the market must use their real names.

As a result, that night, this foundation-building master was seriously injured by a mysterious man and did not recover for several years.

After that, no one mentioned the real-name system again.

"You can stay for a maximum of three days. You are not allowed to practice and absorb spiritual energy, fight, or force purchases or sales."

The monk guarding the temple glanced at Li Qinglin and was not surprised by his attire.

There are all kinds of people in the world of immortal cultivation. He had seen a cultivator before who was wearing a giant puppet with his real body hidden in the puppet's toes. When encountering an unexpected situation, he would cut off his toes and escape.

Li Qinglin entered the market town, which covered a very large area of ​​several dozen miles in radius and had no street layout.

The shops and stalls are arranged like chess pieces on a chessboard, scattered around with gaps between them.

There is no need for a guide as various signs and road signs have detailed explanations.

Li Qinglin took notice and found that most of the cultivators coming and going were in the middle stage of Qi training, with only one or two cultivators in the late stage of Qi training occasionally, who also came and went like the wind.

Li Qinglin's strength at the second level of Qi training is at the bottom among them.

There are all kinds of shops along the way.

But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly a nine-story tower nestled in the mountains and beside the water in the distance.

The overall mortise and tenon structure is antique. Outside each floor, there are wind chimes in the shape of alchemy furnaces. When the breeze blows, the wind chimes make sounds like the turning of prayer wheels.

(End of this chapter)