Chapter 41 Lingmi's Return
The lightning, carrying golden light capable of illuminating an entire area, struck the East Floating Island with tremendous force.
A total of eighteen bolts of heavenly lightning.
Afterwards, Li Chang'an was covered in blood, but his eyes shone with an alarming brightness.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and sat down to recover.
The black sword also flew over from the direction of Mount Wolu, circling around him to protect him.
The tea spirit, as if surviving a calamity, withdrew the protection of its original tea tree form, grumbling and patting its clothes: "That was terrifying! Luckily, my cultivation is high, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to withstand it."
Although the lightning bolts struck Li Chang'an precisely that day, their power was immense and would inevitably affect the surrounding area.
Although, he did gain something from this ordeal.
Strangely enough, this guy's tribulation lightning was so unusual, completely different from theirs. Even the tribulation lightning for breaking through to the Golden Core stage was much stronger than the tribulation lightning he had experienced, so he had some difficulty protecting himself.
The tea spirit was puzzled, and then, in the next instant, he froze on the spot.
He felt it; the land where he was rooted had transformed into a superior, spiritual soil!
Tea Essence suddenly looked up at Li Chang'an.
Could this guy have come all the way to the East Floating Island just for this?
Although he was quite happy that the soil where he took root had turned into fertile land, it also caused him to be struck by lightning...
Tea essence was at a loss for words.
He pursed his lips and looked up at the sky helplessly.
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After surviving the ordeal, Li Chang'an meditated to recover, which took him three whole days.
Three days later, at dawn, the gentle sunlight of Xuanling Immortal Mountain shone on his face, and he slowly opened his eyes.
A golden light flickered in his eyes. He blinked and stretched comfortably.
Reaching the Golden Core stage grants a lifespan of five hundred years, along with the ability to maintain one's youthful appearance forever.
But what Li Chang'an was most concerned about was the condition of the spiritual soil on Dongfu Sky Island.
As he expected, after the heavenly lightning struck, all the spiritual soil on the entire East Floating Island turned into high-quality spiritual soil.
The eighteen heavenly lightning bolts were far more powerful than the nine heavenly lightning bolts that struck when I broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage last time.
Li Chang'an couldn't help but start looking forward to the next breakthrough.
He composed himself, stood up with satisfaction, and turned around to see the tea spirit with a mournful expression.
Li Chang'an was taken aback. "What's wrong?"
The tea spirit looked up at the sky and said, "I was struck by lightning for no reason, so I'm in a bad mood. Besides, you owe me all the water you should have given me during these few days of Core Formation."
Li Chang'an scratched his head and laughed, "Sorry, I'll make it all up to you this afternoon."
"Then there's no need to give too much at once," the tea spirit said quietly.
If you give too much, his roots will be drowned.
"Okay, I understand."
Li Chang'an nodded and flew away on his sword.
Perhaps it was because he had broken through to the Golden Core stage, but he noticed that he was less afraid of heights.
Therefore, instead of squatting on the sword as before, you can stand up and feel the wind blowing over your body.
However, the speed of flying on the sword was fast, and the wind force was also very strong, making it a little difficult to breathe.
Li Chang'an activated his spiritual power to protect himself, and was no longer affected by the wind.
Arriving at the foot of Wolu Mountain, Tianxuan was directing the mushroom spirits to cultivate the terraced fields.
In the few days since Li Chang'an achieved Core Formation and underwent his tribulation, the fungal spirits have already cultivated dozens of acres of land.
Upon seeing Li Chang'an, the mushroom spirits suddenly put down their hoes and ran over, making incessant "coo coo coo" sounds.
Their voices didn't express dissatisfaction, but rather carried a hint of joy.
Tianxuan walked over and said, "These past few days since you formed your core, I've been fetching water for them every day, just like you did."
"When the Qingfeng Sect leader saw that you hadn't gone out to deliver goods, he learned that you had something to do, so these past few days he and his uncle have been coming to the warehouse to get cabbages and bok choy."
Li Chang'an was almost overwhelmed by the mushroom spirits. He picked one off his face, smiled at Tianxuan, and said, "Thank you."
Tianxuan smiled and said, "No need to be so polite."
As she finished speaking, Tianxuan looked at Li Chang'an with a touch of emotion in her eyes.
At first, Li Chang'an disappeared for several days, and he didn't know what he was doing.
It wasn't until he saw the tribulation lightning three days ago that he realized Li Chang'an had actually broken through to the Golden Core stage.
Such a cultivation speed was only achievable by top geniuses six thousand years ago when spiritual energy was abundant.
Now, the Cangxuan Realm has gained another Golden Core cultivator, and at such a rapid pace. If other cultivators were to find out, who knows what kind of discussions it would spark?
However, communicating with the monks and disseminating information was not his job.
Tianxuan gathered her thoughts, looked up, and saw Li Chang'an bending down to pat the heads of the mushroom spirits one by one.
These fungus spirits are simple-minded; they only know that Li Chang'an is the master of this world and treats them very well. They miss him terribly after he disappeared for so many days.
Therefore, they all rushed to get close to Li Chang'an.
Seeing this, Tianxuan smiled helplessly.
After finally finishing touching the heads of all 120 mushroom spirits, Li Chang'an straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.
Carrying water is hard work.
He gave the mushroom spirits a break so they could play on their own, and then set up formations on the newly reclaimed field ridges.
The dozen or so acres of paddy fields at the bottom of the terraces had been submerged in water for a long time. Li Chang'an took out the spirit rice seeds he had saved from the last time and began to cultivate seedlings on the terraces.
During the few days he was undergoing the Core Formation and Tribulation, the original acre of spiritual rice had already ripened, and now the field was golden, with full and heavy ears of rice.
After the harvest of that one mu of spirit rice, Li Chang'an planned to dig out the two mu of inferior spirit soil into ponds, and then plant crops on the terraced fields in the future.
After finishing his work, Li Chang'an went to check the silt layer at the bottom of the pond.
The silt layer was not much different from before he formed his core; it was still only a little over ten centimeters deep.
It seems we need to continue fertilizing.
After thinking for a moment, Li Chang'an buried the water essence he had taken from the Lingxu Fish at the bottom of the pond.
I don't know if this thing is even useful.
After emerging from the pond, Li Chang'an arrived at the edge of the spirit rice field.
He was just about to start harvesting when he suddenly remembered the deer antlers left by the mountain god of Wolu Mountain.
Li Chang'an hadn't yet tested the effects of the mountain god's antlers. He'd been too busy lately, and after putting those things away, he'd forgotten about them.
He took out the mountain god's antler from his storage bag, pondered for a moment, and infused it with spiritual power.
The next second, the mountain god's antlers emitted a blue light and slowly flew above the rice paddy.
It continued to absorb Li Chang'an's spiritual power, and its light grew brighter and brighter.
Immediately afterwards, the rice ears in the paddy field flew up in the sunlight and piled up in the open space to the side.
The rice in one mu of land was harvested quickly. Li Chang'an used his spiritual power to thresh the rice, then put the spiritual rice in a container and weighed it.
There were 2,000 jin, double the yield of the last time.
So that's what "abundant harvests of grains and plentiful produce" means?
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After a month and a half, the spiritual rice from Xianshan Farm is finally back in stock! However, this time there is a purchase limit, with each person only allowed to buy ten kilograms at a time.
[If I can only buy ten pounds at a time, then if I go several times over ten days, I can buy enough to last a year?]
That's what they say, but let's see if you can actually win the fight.
[Out-of-towners left disappointed. Li Chang'an, how's your terraced field development going? Could you plant more next time? Out-of-towners want to buy some too!]
Breaking news! The Lingmi rice at Xiaoping'an Supermarket sold out in just one day!
What?! Such expensive rice, why did you all buy it so quickly?!
The return of Lingmi to the market has once again sparked discussion online.
Xia Du, the largest cultivation sect in Xia Kingdom, is located within the Lian Tian Sect, one of the three upper sects.
A cultivator carrying a bag crept furtively toward the disciples' quarters.
The disciples' quarters were located on a hilltop. After crossing the iron chain bridge and stepping into the gate, the cultivator was patted on the shoulder from behind.
"Junior brother, what good stuff did you buy? Why are you hiding it like this?"
The cultivator was startled and quickly hid the bag behind his back, saying, "There's nothing there."
Another cultivator, looking suspicious, suddenly snatched it away.
The cultivator's cultivation level was lower than his, and the bag in his hand was snatched away.
"Hey, senior brother!"
"Let me see..." The monk smiled and opened the bag. "Just one bag of rice?!"
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