Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

【Exquisite Mask (Damaged)】

[Grade: Level 3 Spiritual Weapon]

[Characteristics: Changing face, camouflaging breath, not showing spirituality. 】

[An imitation face mask made of exquisite crystal stones, fantasy moon stones, and red copper secret methods. After refining, it can be pasted on the face to form a disguised human face (3). Due to corrosion over three hundred years, spirituality has been lost, so it is necessary to use the Tuochen Spirit. Soak it in four pounds of water and let one hundred thousand strands of spiritual energy accumulate for a period of time before it can be repaired. 】

Returning to Xiaoliang Mountain, Li Mu immediately took out the masked weapon. His magical talent - Identify All Spirits took effect, and the true properties of the masked weapon were displayed in the virtual box.

This is a damaged, third-level spiritual weapon that has lost its spirituality.

The dust-reducing spiritual water is a second-level spiritual object. It is mainly used to wash contaminated spiritual objects. It has a powerful effect of exorcising evil spirits and removing dust. One or two of them are worth about 5 pieces of spirit water. For four kilograms, 200 pieces of spirit water are needed.

In addition to the 100,000 strands of spiritual energy accumulated, one lower spirit has ten strands of spiritual energy, and it is estimated that the total cost is about 300 strands of spiritual energy.

It’s totally worth buying a third-level spiritual weapon for 300 spirit stones. However, the spirit stones in the spirit stone bag are not enough!

take it easy!

There is no rush! After harvesting two more batches of spiritual plants, we will almost be able to attack the foundation building. With the foundation building cultivation level, the second-level spiritual talismans can be openly sold, and we will no longer suffer from poverty.

Li Mu took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and put the exquisite mask into the storage compartment.

"Wangwang!" Red Wolf shook his tail and called to Li Mu worriedly.

Li Mu smiled at Chi Lang, this little guy understood human nature well and was a 'big warm man'.

Li Mu took out the elixir bottle, poured out a spiritual feeding elixir, and threw it to Chi Lang: "Come here, I will reward you for your merits in looking after the house."

Red Wolf opened his mouth and took the Spirit Feeding Pill in one gulp. He swallowed it whole and rolled on the spot in excitement. He exposed his belly to Li Mu, begging for a touch and a hug.

Li Mu played with Chi Lang for a while and began to test the effects of several formations.

The spirit gathering array arranged in the yard not only did not affect the Yin Spirit Array, but actually strengthened the spiritual energy gathering effect. The four acres of new land that had just been reclaimed were accelerating their spiritual transformation.

The aura of the Xiaoliangshan Lingtian area has been greatly improved, and the green fruits and spiritual rice are growing more vigorously and in excellent condition.

Li Mu pinched the spell with his hand, punched the magic into the air, and cast the spell - Breeze and Rain.

The next second, a breeze blew past with strong spiritual energy.

Soon, raindrops the size of rice grains fell densely, carrying rich spiritual energy, and continued for about three hundred breaths.

Watered by the spiritual rain, the spiritual plants in the green fruit fields and white jade rice fields are full of spirituality, and their energy is getting stronger.

Next, Li Mu ordered the coolie puppet to work and at the same time optimized its farming movements.

I saw a peach wood puppet in the field, holding a hoe in both hands, plowing the field like a machine. It was slightly bent, with its left hand in front, and its left foot in front. It changed postures step by step, and started to hoe. Use moderate force, dig down with the hoe board, pause for a moment, adjust the depth and then hug...

Under Li Mu's control and optimization, the coolie puppet worked tirelessly to plow the fields.

The coolie puppet's plowing action has been almost optimized. Give it five acres of spiritual land to handle. In two days, when the four acres of new land have been spiritualized, a batch of wind spirit grass can be planted at the same time.

After finishing the day's farm work, Li Mu returned to the yard and began to refine the talisman.

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Time passes day by day.

Li Mugou farmed in Xiaoliang Mountain, and occasionally went to Qing'an Town to purchase talisman paper and various daily necessities. He also went to Qingping Town every now and then to set up a stall to sell talismans and purchase materials for refining weapons. When he had time, he would make them for himself. A feast of spiritual food, and when I had no time, I ate spiritual fruits and Bigu Pills together, and I lived a very comfortable and comfortable life.

Just when Li Mu thought his life could go on peacefully and wait for the next harvest of spiritual plants, reality hit him hard.

"Take back my spiritual field? Why?"

Li Mu looked at Lin Qiuhai, an outer disciple of Qingxuan Sect, and asked in surprise.

"Why? Just because you are just a handyman disciple, and the new senior brother Wang is a deacon disciple, that's why!" Lin Qiuhai looked at Li Mu coldly and scolded.

"It's a joke. I have a land reclamation order and a tenancy contract. Even if the sect elders come, they can't just take away my spiritual field. Senior Brother Wang's order contradicts the sect's tenancy contract rules. I won't obey it!" Li Mu smiled! Shaking his head, he refused to obey.

The news of Xu Lijin's death was confirmed by Qingxuan Sect, so Wang Feng, a new deacon disciple, was sent. While inspecting the properties in Qing'an Town, he discovered the potential value of nine acres of pioneering spiritual land in Xiaoliang Mountain, and now asked Li Mu to hand over the spiritual land.

Li Mu finally opened up the land, set up spiritual formations, and cultivated spiritual fields. He spent thousands of spirits to gradually upgrade the low-grade spiritual fields to medium-grade spiritual fields.

If they just wanted to hand over his spiritual field with empty words, how could Li Mu let them get their wish.

Xu Lijin will try to kill him! They don't even want to use their brains and just beg for nothing?

"Senior Brother Xu is dead. The authenticity of the land reclamation he started is difficult to determine and cannot be counted. Junior Brother Zhao, I advise you to be wise and don't ask for trouble." Lin Qiuhai frowned and continued to advise.

"What does it mean to know one's identity? Do you want me to give him all the spiritual fields that I have worked so hard to cultivate and cultivate in vain? You are so good at calculating, don't even think about it!" Li Mu glanced at Lin Qiuhai and said goodbye: "Xiao Liangshan There’s nothing to entertain, Senior Brother Lin, please come back!”

"Okay! Okay! You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right! Just wait!" Lin Qiuhai laughed angrily, said a harsh word, stood up with his sword, and flew towards Qing'an Town.

Watching Lin Qiuhai's flying back, Li Mu sighed quietly, why is this life so difficult! He was just farming in the mountains, and tried not to go out to cause trouble, unless some unsighted person came to his door.

The Qingxuan Sect's handyman disciple's status was too low-level, and he could not even farm safely.

It seems that you have to take the time to advance to the sect and improve your status. Otherwise, you will have no strength, but in the eyes of others, you will be a weak and easy to bully disciple.

——-——

Qing'an Town, the residence of Qingxuan Sect, and the Deacon's Courtyard.

"Did he really say that?" Wang Feng asked with a gloomy face, looking at Lin Haiqiu.

"Yes! Senior Brother Wang, that guy wants Ling Tian or his life, his bones are very hard!" Lin Qiuhai responded through gritted teeth.

In Qingxuan Sect, the handyman disciples provide cultivation resources to the sect. Even the outer disciples provide cultivation resources to the upper level inner sect disciples and the sect, but they have greater rights.

A small handyman disciple could actually carve out so many acres of spiritual land, and it also had the potential to become a middle-grade spiritual land.

How could such cultivation resources be obtained by a handyman disciple?

I really don’t know how to live or die!

"Tough bones? That's right! Then I want to see how hard his bones are. Go and find a few reliable outsiders to handle things cleanly!" Wang Feng smiled hoarsely and ordered nonchalantly.

"Okay!" Lin Qiuhai happily accepted the order and turned around to find someone.

Wang Feng looked down at the account book, not caring about the life of a handyman disciple at all.

In this world of immortality where strength is valued, the lives of the weak are destined to be just consumables and need no mercy.