Chapter 142 I have never fought such a rich battle in my life

When Lin Du vomited blood, the people of the Supreme Sect panicked, and the people in the audience were shocked.

"Isn't this Supreme Sect just trying to rush into the competition? How can someone who can't even use a space teleportation formation actually participate in the competition?"

"That must be the legendary Lin Du, the one who was reported to be in poor health and dying every now and then, and then suddenly made a breakthrough?"

"Yes, it's her."

The water mirror cannot transmit sound, so Lin Du waved his hands carelessly, "I'm fine. The team competition has time for each level before it, so don't waste it."

The few people in the secret realm did not smell any blood, only a sweet smell. They felt relieved and did not ask any more questions.

The five people took a quick look at the scene in front of them. There was only a piece of land and a simple wooden house. The area in front of the house looked bare with only a few weeds and a well.

The door has a special restriction and cannot be opened by force. Lin Du narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you going to, farm?"

Sure enough, a line of golden words appeared in front of them.

[Level 1]

[Please plant the spiritual grass seeds. After the spiritual grass grows successfully, the next step will appear. ]

Yuan Ye was amused, "We in the Supreme Sect are familiar with this matter!"

Lin Du took a look at the land in front of him and said, "Let's loosen up the soil first. It's too hard."

Just as she said this, a pile of farm tools appeared before her eyes.

"I have never fought such a prosperous battle in my life." Lin Du picked up a brand new plow, lowered his head to ponder it for a while, poured spiritual power into it, and the magic weapon began to plow the land automatically.

Yuan Ye and Yan Qing also had tears in their eyes and expressed their deep agreement. Every winter, the trio who repaired the farming instruments had a harder life than the beggars who picked up broken things at the foot of the mountain. Those broken copper, rotten iron, bad wood and broken formations made it hard not to wonder how much work had gone into making these things. Even mountain excavation could not produce such a result.

Xia Tianwu took the bag of seeds and scanned it. "There are quite a few seeds, seven or eight kinds."

Several people took a look, then picked up their weapons and started working on the spot, in full swing.

While one group of people had already started to take action, other sects were still researching seeds and magical instruments.

"What...are these?" The disciple of Guiyuan Sect fell into deep thought.

"How about we try them one by one?" Another person picked up a strange magic weapon, "Why does it look like a halberd? Wu Xi, do you recognize it?"

Wu Xi shook his head. A female cultivator next to him looked at it for a while and said, "I guess it's farm tools. Aren't they for us to plant grass?"

"Can't we just dig up the soil and plant it?"

Someone picked up a magical weapon and tried to pour spiritual power into it. The curved plow immediately flew forward at a high speed, rushing straight into the crowd. The plow rudder still hit the four people huddled together hard.

The four men scattered like wolves, and the disciples of Gui Yuan Zong flew into the air in gauze clothes, like light butterflies, but their bodies were extremely heavy. They scattered in all directions in a clumsy and light manner, like a large moth with the wings of a beautiful butterfly torn off.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Why is this secret realm still testing farming this year?"

"Do these disciples know what those family affairs are?"

"Forget about the direct disciples. Only the menial disciples and outer disciples know this stuff!"

"Who said that? I think the disciples of the Supreme Sect are using it very well."

"Indeed, the land of the Supreme Sect has been plowed."

The head of Guiyuan Sect covered his forehead and tilted his head to complain, "What's wrong with this year? Why do we still have to farm?"

"It is said that when the secret realm was created this year, the heads of the Wushang Sect and the Jishi Sect suggested that we should return to the basics and increase the assessment of the basics."

"I knew they were not holding it in well!" Pei Qin blurted out.

The head of Guiyuan Sect didn't want to put his hand down any more. "...Watch your words."

On the screen, the disciples of the Supreme Sect have already begun sowing seeds.

Lin Du looked at the seeds in his hand and said, "Wait a minute, sort them. Some like shade and some like sun. You see, these two can't be planted together, otherwise the Surinlan and these ones will have to be separated, otherwise the ones next to them will wither and die."

Yuan Ye took a look and said, "Indeed."

Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened, "Why do you know this, Yuan Ye?"

Yuan Ye raised his eyes and grinned, "There's nothing to do in the harem. My mother is keen on growing flowers. Why can't bell orchids be planted together with daffodils? Otherwise, they will die. Although the plants in the cultivation world are different, there are always some that complement and counteract each other."

"And your second uncle is farming." Lin Du and Xia Tian divided the seeds neatly and discovered the sinister intention of the person who set the question. Not only were the seeds in conflict with each other, but there were also seeds that liked shade, sun, water, and drought. All kinds of attributes were included.

The five people started to farm honestly, planting the shade-loving crops in the corners, watering, applying fertilizers, and then began tactical practices.

"Grow quickly, grow quickly." Jinxuan prayed devoutly.

"If it doesn't grow, it will be unfair to such new farm tools." Yuan Ye provoked.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. We have done everything we should do, so aren't you growing?" Yan Qing recited the Heart Sutra to the plants.

"But speaking of it, I just felt it and the spiritual power of the well water should be enough. The flow of time in this secret realm is much faster than that in the outside world."

As if to prove what Lin Du said, the seeds began to slowly break through the soil, sprout, grow, and begin to grow.

[Please harvest the spiritual herbs at the appropriate time. After collecting a certain amount of spiritual herbs, the house restriction will be automatically opened.]

Xia Tian glanced at the trees without seeing anything. "Some of the medicinal herbs are seedlings, some are leaves, some are fruits, and some are flowers, Junior Master-Uncle?"

Lin Du exclaimed, "Yuan Ye!"

Yuan Ye rolled up his sleeves and said, "Here I come."

Yan Qing and Jin Xuan were not familiar with this matter, but Xia Tianwu was a medical practitioner, and some of it was recorded in Yuan Ye's Lu Ban book. Lin Du was forced to read a lot of basic medicine by Xia Tianwu's irregular spot checks. The three of them moved quickly, and as time passed, they collected some information bit by bit and put it in a jade box that appeared at the door of the house at some point in time.

While a group of people were busy harvesting, other sects had finally managed to plant their seeds, which all involved digging the soil, sowing the seeds, burying them and watering them.

Wu Xi held the sword and refused to surrender. "How can you use my sword to dig a hole?"

The female cultivator beside him whispered, "Then use your hands?"

Wu Xi: ...

"A scabbard is also possible."

He reluctantly used the sword sheath full of precious carvings to start digging the hole.

After a lot of confusion and helpless actions, the group finally waited for the seeds to sprout.

As more and more spiritual plants were placed in the white jade box, the restriction on the door was triggered and it opened with a creaking sound.

Lin Du glanced at the land that had not yet been fully harvested and asked, "Do you want to go in first?"

"We've already planted the seeds, let's wait a little longer." Yuan Ye was squatting in front of a green fruit, "This one is delicious."

Lin Du estimated the time and said, "That's fine."

Among the more than 20 areas in the water mirror, only the spiritual fields of the Supreme Sect are growing well, lush and green, with things constantly ripening and being picked.

Meanwhile, spiritual plants began to sprout in many other sects’ territories. They looked green and tender and pleasing to the eye. However, as they grew bigger, many of them developed white spots or died. The wind blew the dead leaves, which rolled up and blew past the houses. It was just a sad scene that lacked the sound of an erhu.

A casual cultivator in the audience sighed, "I don't know why, but I finally feel a sense of satisfaction watching these sect elites fumbling around."

"What kind of Central Province competition is this? Isn't this a farming competition?"

"If this is a farming competition, then except for the people from the Supreme Sect and those small sects, everyone else will go bankrupt."

"No wonder the disciples of the Jese Sect didn't participate. If they participated, they would have to kill all the other sects to get full marks."

"This is only the first level. The first level is easy, and the latter part is the real difficulty."

"But come to think of it, why do these geniuses from the Supreme Sect also know how to farm?"

"Why else? Don't you know that the Supreme Sect has been going crazy these years?"

"Oh, yes. The Supreme Sect is going bankrupt. I heard that Junding Prefecture has switched to selling local specialties."

The last fruit turned from green to red, and Yuan Ye picked it excitedly. The four people who were squatting at the door and chewing jerky casually stood up suddenly. Yuan Ye shot the ball into the basket, and the five people stepped into the door of the house.

[First level, first item, spiritual medicine item, 150 seeds from the Supreme Sect, 150 plants survived, 312 spiritual medicine parts were correctly picked, points: 312, current ranking: first place]

The real people of the Supreme Sect who were sitting in the seats clasped their hands together and smiled reservedly.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do. Children just love life."

The elder of Guiyuan Sect heard this and turned to complain to Pei Qin in a low voice, "What kind of good sect would capture its own disciples to farm? Seeing how skilled they are, it's obvious that they do it a lot. Is the Wushang Sect really squandering natural resources like this?"

Pei Qin clenched his fists. "That's better than what a traitor like me could dig with my own natal sword. That's really a waste of resources."

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