That's a huge bundle.
She changed the subject and said, "Give me yours, and I'll tell you what it's for."
"no!"
"Never mind then." The young monk walked around her.
"At most half!"
"Okay!" The young cultivator turned around, his face beaming.
Shenxian'er's fist hardened again, feeling that she had suffered a great loss.
Yesterday, she dominated Qingyuefang, cutting ten spirit stones into four pieces, but today she was outmaneuvered by a mud seller.
You know, she's a woman who sells hanged ghosts!
"The weeds in the spirit field can be used as fodder for some low-level spirit beasts and demon beasts. In addition, they can also be used to weave cattails."
"As for me, I raise spirit sheep. I raise one sheep and give the extras to those who buy spirit soil, which can help improve the sales of spirit soil a little."
The young monk even explained what he was going to do with the weeds, showing great responsibility.
So, when she took away the ordinary weeds, Shenxian'er could only sulk on the sidelines.
After the young monk left, she carried the half-destroyed weeds back to the yard, piled them in a corner, and then threw the hoe on top of them.
Back inside, I plopped down on the floor—my clothes were dirty, and I was completely exhausted, leaning against the bed.
After resting, he struggled to grab a piece of bread and ate it with well water.
"My Lord, weeds don't seem to sell for any money." She tore a piece off the hard pancake as if she were tearing a chicken leg.
[Give it to the person selling spirit soil, and you can exchange it for some food. That should be enough.]
After eating the cake for a while, Shenxian'er said, "I don't want to lose to her."
【Xian'er, what do you think of her?】
"Hate!"
[This isn't about asking how you feel, but about her character.]
After eating the cake for a while, the fairy said dryly, "...Not bad, you can endure hardship."
If you ask her to switch, you can be sure the food is safe; if you ask someone else, the food might be laced with drugs or even poison.
After a pause, Li Changzhou continued, "Xian'er, take out the remaining spirit rice seeds."
The fairy bit into the cake and took out the remaining spirit rice seeds from the bag.
Whether it's spirit rice or spirit vegetables, only one grain can be planted per square meter in a spirit field, otherwise it will affect the harvest. However, if the spirit field is of a high grade, then it's a different story.
The seeds sold in the store are basically enough for one plot of spiritual land, about two bags.
When Shenxian'er bought the seeds, under Li Changzhou's guidance, she used her beautiful appearance to swindle more seeds, thus having some left over.
"My Lord God, what are you going to do with these seeds? There's not even enough for one bite," the fairy asked.
The spirit rice seeds are like grains of jade. In the secular world, they would probably be mistaken for jade rather than food.
[Pick up a branch, infuse it with magic, wave it over the seed, and contemplate its ripening.]
The fairy did as she was told.
Whoosh!
Like flowers in full bloom, or a sudden summer downpour, the Lingmi seed germinates, grows, heads, and matures.
Before me was a vibrant spiritual energy, and the spiritual rice laid out on the table looked as if it had just been harvested from the spiritual field!
"My Lord God..." the fairy opened her mouth.
According to "Farming with the Skills of a Farmer," spirit rice can be planted regardless of the season, but it must be planted in a spirit field, irrigated with water mixed with spiritual energy, and carefully tended to by weeding and pest control every day. It matures once every six months.
She, on the other hand, only used a little spiritual energy, and in less than the blink of an eye, the spiritual rice matured.
【I can make spirit rice ripen instantly, and I possess the great art of achieving immortality and the supernatural power to move mountains and fill seas. However, Fairy, I am not your provider who feeds you; I am your protector.】
The immortal was puzzled.
"Guardians of the Way?"
[I will always watch over you, always protect you, until the day you achieve enlightenment. If you possess great supernatural powers, my wish will not be fulfilled—my fairy, the path to enlightenment is difficult to complete; it cannot be achieved through mere feeding.]
The immortal scratched his head: "I don't understand."
[...]
“However,” Shenxian’er said nonchalantly, “whatever you say, God, is what I will do.”
She picked and hid the spirit rice, ate the last bite of the cake, sat on the ground to cultivate for a while, and then went out again.
She was worried that the young monk would return early.
The book says that cultivation requires careful concentration, and in order to avoid being disturbed, it is best to use an array to isolate oneself from the outside world.
If the junior cultivator returns and is cultivating, knocking on the door won't help, so—
She's blocking the door!
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