After being dressed as the villain's sister, I just want to farm

In order to ensure that all his family members and blood servants were transferred, Guan Mingxin boasted about Haikou, saying that with their presence, the next crop of grain production would definitely be able to increase again.

Once the words are released, they must be implemented.

But Guan Mingxin was unwilling to take out the optimized grain seeds stored in the Vientiane Space. After arranging a series of technological plantings, he had no choice but to focus on the talisman seal again.

So, after planting the reserved potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn seeds on the newly opened one thousand acres of land, the Guan family and the blood servants began the miserable days of practicing talisman making in the Baizhan Realm.

And that’s without the support of the “Miracle” game rules.

Although practicing the "Yuanwu Dao Sutra" and the body tempering technique, coupled with the blessing of the body refining technique "The Holy Demon Art of Devouring the Sky", they have produced martial arts true energy in their bodies that is inferior to the energy level of spiritual energy. Logically speaking, using

There is absolutely no problem in drawing low-level talisman seals.

But in fact, there are very few that can actually be drawn!

How can everyone who has always been so confident accept this?

Even though I was so shocked that I doubted my life, I still gritted my teeth and persisted.

They also understood that Guan Mingxin asked everyone to learn how to make talismans on their own to give everyone an extra layer of protection.

When you get tired of drawing talisman, you can make talisman paper, make ink and talisman pens, or wander around in the fields until your mood calms down, and then you can continue fighting.

Although everyone worked hard, when the food in the fields was about to be harvested, there were still not many people who successfully drew the talismans. They were all ordinary talismans that were not of high quality and were of no use in the fields at all.

Guan Mingxin had no choice but to take out the talisman she drew and give it to Guan Mingchen, who had a powerful spiritual consciousness, and blessed him with the rules of the "Miracle" game, using his spiritual consciousness to exert the power of the fruitful talisman to every plant.

After finishing all this, Guan Mingchen only felt slightly uncomfortable, but was far from the point of exhaustion of consciousness.

It was only at this moment that Guan Mingchen suddenly realized why his baby sister suddenly looked bad three months ago.

Wanting to teach him a lesson, Guan Mingxin, who was desperate for survival, immediately smiled ingratiatingly. The smile was bright, and the anger that was not strong in the first place dissipated in a short time.

Guan Mingchen could only sigh, and rubbed Guan Mingxin's head angrily, rubbing her hair until it was a mess.

Immediately, Guan Mingchen took out a small comb and combed Guan Mingxin's hair while warning:

“You must never do something like this again in the future.

You are still too young and your spiritual consciousness is still too weak. If you hurt your soul, you will be in trouble.

If you have such a need again, leave it all to your brother.

My brother has spiritual consciousness, so there will be no problem."

Guan Mingchen did not shy away from telling Guan Mingxin the secret that he had spiritual consciousness rather than spiritual consciousness.

He is not worried that his sister will leak out.

Even if it was leaked, he would still have a way to remedy it.

Feeling the bottomless pampering of her brother, Guan Mingxin was deeply moved and at the same time decided not to do this again in the future.

Isn't it just a waste of more talismans? Why go to such trouble and risk of hurting the soul?

Although Guan Mingchen said it lightly, Guan Mingxin, who had experienced it personally, knew that even if his consciousness was spiritual, it would never be uncomfortable.

Or I haven't thought it through enough.

Guan Mingxin's eyes kept rolling. Guan Mingchen guessed her thoughts at a glance and had no intention of stopping her.

It's not that he doesn't want to bear the discomfort of consuming his spiritual consciousness, but he is worried that the inherited magic weapon on his sister consumes so much energy. If one day his sister is in danger and wants to rely on the energy of this inherited magic weapon to save her life, she will no longer get up. What to do if it works?

He didn't think that the inherited magic weapon could keep its energy full forever.

After all, this is the Baizhan Realm with special rules.

That inherited magic weapon would probably consume a lot of energy just to resist the special rules of the Hundred War Realm.

As for the lack of talismans and seals, there are others.

In addition to my precious sister, there are thirty-three people in my family, old and young, plus Qian Gan and his twelve bodyguards, seventy-two people from the blood servant Shi family, and fifty-nine people from the Xu Li family. , which adds up to almost two hundred people.

With so many people, there is always someone who can draw a fruitful talisman, right?

As for the fact that after three months, their self-confidence was almost unsustainable, it was nothing to Guan Mingchen's eyes.

With only a few small tricks, everyone who was about to give up once again started to work hard to learn how to draw talismans.

Guan Mingchen's little trick didn't even notice Guan Bo, who boasted that he was firmly in Diaoyutai in the world's intrigues and intrigues.

With Qiong Yue's help, Guan Mingxin, who saw all this in his eyes during the whole process, had to sigh again. He is indeed a reborn villain, and his method of playing with people's hearts is very good.

Within two days, three types of high-yield grains in the newly opened fields also matured. This time Guan Mingxin had no intention of going to the city to find Jin Lu and the others.

Unexpectedly, just when they were about to start harvesting, the third son, Mo Yuan, came with General Manager Qin, Jin Lu and thousands of sergeants.

As soon as they arrived at the scene, the sergeants dispersed in tacit agreement, picked up their farm tools and started working.

Guan Mingxin and the others wanted to help, but Mo Yuan stopped them:

"Commander Xiaonan, you have worked hard for three months, so don't do it now. Let the sergeants do it, so that they, who have not grown more food, will bear their monthly quota in vain."

That's what Guan Mingxin said, but Guan Mingxin didn't know that Mo Yuan didn't trust them. He was afraid of doing something wrong during the harvest, and also wanted to avoid Guan Mingxin and the others. He took advantage of the opportunity of harvest to let several planters hidden among the sergeants investigate. Find out what the fame of that field is.

"Third Young Master is serious. We have nothing to work hard for. But now that Third Young Master has mentioned it, we will be shameless."

After Guan Jingyi responded on behalf of Guan Mingxin, of course, they started to sit back and watch.

No matter what Mo Yuan's plan is, they think they have a clear conscience and are not afraid to investigate.

In fact, except for the one that Guan Mingxin and his sister secretly did two days ago, they really didn't do any tricks.

As for the fertilizer retting using scientific technology to be more effective, the scientific planting methods used during this period are nothing and do not exceed the scope of unreasonable.

In this way, they are naturally not afraid.

Mo Yuan couldn't tell whether it would be more advantageous for the plant cultivators to find out something was wrong, or whether it would be better for them not to be able to find anything wrong.

Even though on the surface he didn't take the cheap elder brother and second sister's weird words about witchcraft and the like seriously at the time, it still left a mark on his heart.

Otherwise, he would not have come here to kill first and then show off, and bring people over directly without waiting for Guan Mingxin to report.

As for the thousands of sergeants he brought, except for a few planters, the others were all elite warriors with the lowest level of martial arts and warriors. It only took half a day to harvest the grain from more than 2,000 acres of land.