Chapter 151 Sect Message
Ten days later.
Liu Suyun summoned the flying carpet woven from spirit silk, her smile as radiant as a flower:
"Thank you for your hospitality, junior brother. I'll give you a discount if you buy supplies from me again in the future."
I will send you a message when the golden-headed spider starts producing silk.
All the spiritual fruits were ripe, and she was about to leave.
In the past few days, the Golden-spotted Spider has consumed twenty-two top-grade Earth Spirit Fruits, restoring nearly 20% of its vitality. The effects of these fruits are even better than she expected.
Once the Earth Spirit Fruits she cultivated matured, she was confident that her beast-taming energy would be fully restored.
Ji An cupped his hands and smiled:
"Senior sister, remember what I said today. If the discounts aren't good enough, I won't accept it."
"You'll be satisfied, goodbye!"
Liu Suyun covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then rode away on her flying carpet. In the sunlight, the floating carpet resembled a seven-colored cloud.
Xia Yuhan looked up at the sky and murmured:
"It's so beautiful. I wish I had a flying magic weapon like that."
Ji An curled his lip. The flying carpet artifact wasn't fast, so it was definitely not practical for him, but for many people who value appearance, beauty is justice.
After seeing the guests off, he began to speak:
"I'm going to the valley for a bit, and I'll be back tonight. I'll make some stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork then."
Wei Songnian sent a message yesterday that the spirit field had been cleared and that the Bloodthirsty Vine would be planted today.
Xia Yuhan lowered her head slightly: "Yes, ma'am. I will go and pick fresh spirit mushrooms and capture fire-toothed rabbits now."
To make stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, it tastes best when paired with fresh pork.
Ji An summoned the gray-feathered sand goose, which had not been used for a long time. This bird was pampered and much fatter than before.
Having more body fat makes the ride more comfortable.
Crimson Flame Peak is only seven or eight miles away from Wei Songnian's cave, and it only takes a quarter of an hour to get there.
At the entrance to the valley, half an acre of Qingling bamboo was sparsely planted, which was transplanted from Chiyan Peak.
At the entrance of the valley stands a life-sized stone tablet inscribed with the three large characters "Qingzhu Valley" and painted with emerald green pigment.
Wei Songnian was born into the Wei family of Xiaozhushan. There was an emotional connection to the name he chose; otherwise, he wouldn't have specially transplanted the sacred bamboo.
The shuttle had just landed in front of the cave in the valley when the gray sand geese cried out loudly. Wei Songnian quickly stepped forward, smiling before even speaking:
"Senior brother, please come inside!"
Ji An waved his hand gently and smiled:
"Let's get to work first; we've already been delayed for ten days."
Do the work first, then enjoy the pleasures. When the sect assigns an urgent task, there is no room for carelessness.
"Senior brother is reliable!"
Wei Songnian praised it and called out to the dozen or so spirit farmers standing in the shade of the trees not far from the cave:
"You guys, go over there and move the seeds."
When the disciples brought over the large vat and lifted the wooden lid, a strong smell of blood wafted out.
To activate the blood-devouring vine seeds, they were soaked in large vats filled with animal blood.
Ji An released the Jade Wood Transformation Technique, and a dazzling rain of green light fell into the vat.
Bubbling water rose from the blood, as if boiling, but the smell of blood actually became less pungent.
The dazzling light and shadow effects, along with the vibrant and uplifting atmosphere, descended together, eliciting gasps of amazement from the onlookers.
Wei Songnian shouted with pride:
“You guys, you’ll be all set when you reach Senior Brother Ji’s level.”
After Ji An cast a spell on all the seeds, the group walked to the edge of the spirit field.
Ji An made a hand seal, and as the Thick Earth Returns to Origin Mantra was completed, a warm, yellow spiritual light enveloped a large area of land.
The soil churned and became very fluffy, with a crystalline texture, and a profound and nourishing spiritual energy permeated the air.
Unlike planting spirit grains and talisman grass, planting blood-devouring vines does not require releasing fire spells to kill pests in the soil; in fact, the insects in the soil become nutrients for the spirit plant.
Each of the spirit farmers picked up a wooden bucket, filled it with seeds, and swiftly sowed them in the spirit fields.
Ji An simply released the Thick Earth Returning to Origin Spell, leaving the miscellaneous tasks to others. After casting the spell more than thirty times, the entire valley had been completely cultivated.
Wei Songnian, who had been following behind him, sighed and said with a wry smile:
“Watching you plant is a real treat. I’ve hired twenty spirit farmers to manage this valley, and their daily workload is probably only equivalent to half an hour of yours.”
After settling in this valley, he followed his senior's example and contracted the entire valley.
After the harvest, a thorough accounting revealed that, after deducting the sect's rent, seed costs, and the expenses of hiring spirit farmers, the hundreds of acres of spirit fields had only earned a little over 1,200 spirit stones in half a year.
Fortunately, he only needs to be a hands-off manager, otherwise he would suffer huge losses.
Ji An shook his head and chuckled, saying:
"If the cultivation magic doesn't reach a certain level, the spirit farmer can only earn hard-earned money, barely enough to meet his cultivation needs."
To reap greater rewards, one must possess exceptional skills.
For example, when planting talisman grass, others harvest once every three months, but he only needs two months. Others plant it twice, but he plants it three times, and the profit is immediately realized.
The two rested under the shade of the tree. After the other spiritual farmers finished sowing, Ji An released the Thick Earth Returning to Origin Spell again, and all the seeds sank into the soil.
His internal magical power was no longer sufficient to complete the subsequent spellcasting. He swallowed a Yunzhi Pill, sat down cross-legged to refine it, and the spirit farmers whispered among themselves in the distance.
"What level do you think my uncle's magic has reached? My Thick Earth Technique is already at the perfect level, but the area it covers is less than three acres."
“My senior uncle, who was once at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, cast the Thick Earth Returning to Origin Spell, but the range of its influence was not as great as that of my senior uncle.”
"Hey, the more capable you are, the easier the work is, and the higher the rewards."
"The entire Crimson Flame Peak was planted by my uncle alone using magic. There are five thousand acres of forest there! I dare say that you can't find another spiritual farmer of my uncle's level in the entire sect."
"Is it really that bad? Our sect has a late-stage Foundation Establishment Master Uncle Lingnong."
After Ji An finished refining the pill, he stood up and used the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique. The clouds rolled and the spiritual rain began to fall, filling the air with a refreshing and moist atmosphere.
Before the spiritual rain had even stopped, dark green shoots began to emerge, and soon they grew to about an inch tall. Herbaceous spiritual plants grow much faster than spiritual trees.
Wei Songnian shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Stay away from spirit fields from now on. If you accidentally fall in, no one can save you."
Most Bloodthirsty Vines can grow to the mid-grade level. Once a Qi Refining disciple is entangled by them, he will suffer severe damage to his vital energy, even if he doesn't die.
He ran to Ji An's side and asked in a low voice:
"Senior brother, what use do you think the sect has for so many Bloodthirsty Vine seeds?"
"Of course it's for planting."
Ji An said quietly, "If this thing were planted on the outskirts of a base in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it could at least slow down the attack of land-based monsters."
The Blood-Devouring Vine is not afraid of fire. If it can be cultivated to a first-grade superior or even top-grade level, it can play a very good defensive role.
This spiritual plant has a drawback: if it doesn't absorb fresh blood for a long time, it will become weak.
In addition, if they consume too much blood at once, they will temporarily lose their aggression, just like most animals, they will become sleepy after eating their fill.
Time flies like an arrow, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Early morning, in the mulberry grove by the cold pool.
Ji An sat cross-legged and circulated the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique. Spiritual energy flowed through his immortal meridians, and the Dao seeds in his acupoints shone brightly.
Especially the wood and water elements, their colors are more brilliant or deep than before.
Centered on him, a sea of light appeared, and Feiyesang leaned slightly towards the direction he was sitting, as if a subject was paying homage to his monarch.
As the technique was activated, Ji An sensed three kinds of spiritual energy converging around him.
The Earth element provides inclusiveness and nourishment, the Wood element brings vitality, and the Water element subtly nurtures all things.
One technique gave him three insights.
Time is like the ripples created by a fish in a cold pool, spreading out in circles and then slowly disappearing.
A golden sun leaps over the mountains, selflessly showering light and heat upon the earth, illuminating the ancient pines atop the mountains, the palaces on the mountainside, the grasses in the valleys, and this verdant mulberry field.
The thick, golden-red fog rolled around the summit of Crimson Flame Peak, resembling a menacing demon.
As the golden fire energy gradually intensified, Ji An felt a slight burning and stinging sensation in his immortal meridians, and slowly ended his practice.
He remained seated cross-legged, focusing his inner gaze on his dantian, where he saw his sea of magical power radiating a verdant light, resembling a tranquil lake nestled in the green mountains.
He immersed his mind in the stone tortoise, and lines of writing appeared in his sea of consciousness.
[Master: Ji An]
[Tao Yun: Gold 2.2, Water 0, Wood 0, Fire 0.6, Earth 3.1]
[Spiritual Insights: Kan (坎) Spirit 60.8, Gen (艮) Spirit 350.6, Zhen (震) Spirit 10.2, Xun (巽) Spirit 141.4, Kun (坤) Spirit 61.7, Qian (乾) Spirit 498.4, Dui (兑) Spirit 416.5, Li (离) Spirit 564.1]
[Spell: Azure Wood Transformation Technique (Perfect 67%)]
The Mantra of Returning to the Origin of Thick Earth (91% Complete)
The Secret of Gentle Spring Breeze and Rain (85% Successful)
Five Directions Spirit Gathering Technique (Complete 6%)
The Thick Earth Returns to Origin Mantra is nearing completion, at which point planting spiritual trees will be much easier for him.
Three days later.
The flying boat quickly landed at the edge of the cold pool, and Wei Songnian jumped down, his mind heavy with worries.
Before Liang Qiu greeted him, he said:
"Uncle Ji is drawing talismans inside. If you have something to do, you'll have to wait a while."
After Xia Yuhan and the other person arrived, he changed his form of address, only addressing Ji An as "fellow Daoist" when they were alone.
Wei Songnian nodded: "I'll go find him. Don't worry, I won't disturb him while he's making talismans."
By the way, did you receive the golden sword message from the sect last night, Senior Brother?
"I don't know, my uncle will perform magic in the mulberry field at night."
Liang Qiu shook his head and said that when he cast the spell, the spirit field was like a river of stars falling down, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Wei Songnian walked into the room and quietly watched Ji An make talismans. He saw one high-grade Explosive Flame Talisman after another being drawn, with a success rate of 70% to 80%.
About half an hour later, Ji An put down the talisman brush, turned around and said:
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Wei Songnian forced a bitter smile onto his plump, round face and said:
"Senior brother, did you receive a message from the sect's golden sword last night?"
Last night at 9 PM, he received a message from the sect via a golden sword, instructing them to assemble at Chaoyang Peak a month later and march into the Ten Thousand Mountains.
He didn't sleep a wink all night; fighting wasn't his forte.
"Of course I received it," Ji An nodded, and then said:
"So today I'm using the materials I've accumulated to make talismans for future use."
Wei Songnian remained silent, then cupped his hands and said:
"I admire your ability to cultivate inner strength, senior brother."
(End of this chapter)
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