The young man's exhausted figure walked out of the mud covered by frost and mist, stepping back and forth between shallow and deep.

When he walked, his body swayed from side to side, and his eyelids drooped and looked lifeless. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance how much energy Kong Ju had consumed. This was clearly a sign of overdrawn spiritual power.

"Brother Pastor, please check if the spiritual rice is damaged."

Kong Ju's eyes were a little dark, and he gasped for breath in a hurry. After informing Mu Tian, ​​he didn't care about the mud on his legs and just sat cross-legged beside the spiritual field to meditate and recover his spiritual power.

Even when breaking the formation in the underground cave, Kong Ju had never consumed so much spiritual energy.

His spiritual energy was almost completely overdrawn.

It seemed as if all the strength in his body had been drained away along with his spiritual energy, causing his eyes to turn dark and his spirit to become listless.

Makita knew that Kong Ju was not in good condition at the moment, so he didn't disturb him.

When he entered into a state of meditation, he hurried down to the field, broke the thin layer of ice on the mud, and checked the condition of the spiritual rice.

Kong Ju remained in this state of meditation for a whole hour.

It took a full hour to fill the empty dantian again.

"Huh!" Kong Ju did not get up immediately. Instead, he let out a light exclamation while checking his physical condition.

Then his face became a little dull and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Because his dantian was refilled with spiritual energy, the amount of spiritual energy seemed to be a little more than when he came, and it was also more refined.

"I think constantly overdrawing and replenishing spiritual power can also be regarded as a kind of tempering of spiritual power!" Kong Ju seemed to have some understanding.

But this method of cultivation is not much different from his cultivation with spiritual springs.

But the feeling of weakness after the spiritual power was depleted was really uncomfortable. Kong Ju felt that he almost had no strength to breathe.

If it weren't for this opportunity, Kong Ju would never have come to suffer this.

Thinking of the opportunity, Kong Ju slowly put his thoughts away, sank his gaze into the depths of his consciousness, and took a look at the cloud-patterned stele.

The handwriting on it did not change.

'Help the Cangwu Sect's spiritual farmers eliminate pests and gain +2 chance points'

I think Kong Jue has not yet met the triggering conditions for this opportunity.

Kong Ju didn't think that things were that simple. After all, he had been waiting for the opportunity at the Miscellaneous Book House for two full years before things finally turned around.

After thinking about this, Kong Ju came out of his cultivation state and opened his eyes.

The sun is shining brightly.

Makita was sitting next to him, smoking his pipe, a rare smile on his tanned face.

Noticing Kong Ju's awakening, Mu Tian quickly put down his pipe and said excitedly, "Junior Brother Kong, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's fine now." Kong Ju stood up and stretched his arms and legs, then asked, "How is Lingtian doing?"

"They're all dead! Those damn marrow-eating insects were frozen to death by my junior brother's cold air." When Makita said this, he almost danced with excitement.

The insect pest that had troubled me for many days was finally put to an end.

"Also, I checked the condition of the spiritual rice. It's fine! The spiritual rice is cold-resistant and was not harmed by Junior Brother's cold energy."

"That's good!" Kong Ju breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Makita's feedback.

After all, the issue of insect pests is related to the opportunity behind this matter.

Kong Ju looked at the sickly spiritual rice in the field and said with emotion: "It's just that these spiritual rice have been seriously damaged by insect pests. I'm afraid there will still be problems with this year's harvest."

"The impact shouldn't be that big. After the marrow-eating worms are frozen to death, their bodies will fall into the fields and turn into the most fertile nutrients. I read all this from a book." Makita shook off the ash from his cigarette and responded, sounding confident.

As he spoke, Mutian thought of something, and carefully took out five mottled spirit crystals from his arms and handed them to Kong Ju.

"This is the spiritual crystal I promised to my junior brother."

"Then I'd be honored to refuse it." Kong Ju took the spirit crystal with a smile.

…

Mutian was right. Those marrow-eating locusts that were frozen to death by Kong Ji's cold breath technique eventually turned into nutrients that nourished the spiritual rice.

In just a few days, the previously sluggish spiritual rice began to flourish, with each rice ear bearing full grains.

Seeing this, Makita couldn't close his mouth and kept saying "great harvest, great harvest"

Kong Ji's work of clearing away pests from Lingtian's field was just the beginning.

After all, the insect pests of the Cangwu Sect have harmed more than just Mutian’s farmland.

Other spiritual farmers who had been infested with insects were extremely surprised when they saw the condition of the Mutian spiritual fields.

Mutian told everything he knew and told other spiritual farmers about Kong Ju's contribution.

In addition, he wanted to repay the favor, so when he had time, he would deliberately help Kong Ju bring people over.

As time went by, more and more farmers came to Kong Ji to get rid of pests.

Kong Ju had to run out every few days and was extremely busy, rarely having time to rest.

There are countless spiritual fields in the Cangwu Sect. If you were to visit one field a day, you would not be able to finish them in a whole year.

But Kong Ju's cultivation was limited, and he could only go to one or two places at most a day.

And every time of expelling pests is a test of Kongjiao's perseverance.

The spiritual energy in the body is depleted again and again, and replenished again and again.

His spiritual power became more powerful and pure after being tempered in this way, and his cultivation level grew at a very gratifying rate.

Of course, it is also related to Kong Jue’s daily practice.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

No matter how tired he is every day, Kong Ju will insist on going to the underground spiritual spring to practice at night.

He drove away insects and tempered his spiritual power during the day, and practiced diligently at night, without slacking for a moment.

Shangguan Yuzhou, who occasionally visited the dungeon, was amazed by what he saw.

"I have seen so many outer disciples in Cangwu Sect, but I have never seen one as desperate as Junior Brother Kong Ju. Could it be that Junior Brother Kong has some deep blood feud and wants to go fight his enemy?"

"But it's a good thing that Junior Brother Kong Ju is practicing diligently, but he also needs to relax in a proper way and not be too tense."

Shangguan Yuzhou said this naturally out of concern for Kong Ju.

The latter rolled his eyes at Shangguan Yuzhou.

I am not as talented as Shangguan Yuzhou, so I can only make up for my shortcomings with hard work.

If he were like this guy, spending the whole day outside either practicing sword fighting or reading books, and making progress in his cultivation, he would also want to rest.

Time just passes day by day.

Kong Ji's ability to expel insects from spiritual fields had already spread among the spiritual farmers in the outer sect.

Not only did the marrow-eating locusts come looking for him, but other spiritual farmers who were troubled by other insect pests also found Kong Ji one after another.

Not to mention, in most cases, Kong Ji can get rid of the insects wherever they go.

In the outer sect, he gradually became somewhat famous.

In addition, deworming the spiritual field is not only beneficial for cultivation.

The spiritual crystals earned were also one of the reasons why Kong Ju worked so hard.

A stable income of five spirit crystals per day means one hundred and fifty per month.

My God, this kind of income is a very considerable figure even in the entire outer sect.

Money can make people happy, and disciples who practiced the Frost-Reducing and Wheel-Nourishing Sutra began to work in groups of two or three to eliminate the harm in the spiritual fields.

However, there were no more than seven or eight people in the entire outer sect who practiced the Frost-Reducing and Wheel-Nourishing Sutra, and more than half of them had decent cultivation bases and looked down on the muddy work in the spiritual fields.

The remaining ones with low cultivation levels did not understand the Cold Breath Technique as deeply as Kong Jue.

Even if it can eliminate pests, the effect is far inferior to that of Kongjiao.

Of course, there would be spiritual farmers who would find them, but their number was far less than that of Kong Ju.

After all, he was the first to try it out. Whether in terms of fame or strength, he was far superior to those people.

The busyness lasted for three whole months.

Fewer and fewer farmers come to Kong Ji for pest control.

It’s not because Kong Jue’s business was taken away, but because it was the busy farming season and the time to harvest the spiritual rice.

The spiritual farmers are busy harvesting their spiritual rice.

Kong Ju could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time he was delighted to find that he had been working hard day and night without stopping for three months.

His own cultivation level was incredibly high and he was only one step away from reaching the fourth level of Yanglun.

He estimated that within ten days or half a month, he would be able to break through the fourth level of Yanglun.

(End of this chapter)