Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In the dark night, the sky was full of star clouds.

Below...

The black-winged black bird that feeds on corpses hovered over a green spiritual rice field.

This bird has an extraordinary sense of smell and can sense the smell of corpses hundreds of miles away. Of course, as a spiritual bird of the bird family, the black-winged black bird also has its own pride. Even if it eats corpses, it only eats them when they are still hot.

With a dive, the steel-like wings cut the scarecrow standing in the middle of the spiritual rice field in half, and the sharp claws pounced straight at the corpse on the ground.

Suddenly, the black-winged black bird paused, and its falling body hovered in mid-air.

Seeing that the corpse that was about to enter its stomach suddenly moved, it let out a mocking hiss, rose into the air in a sullen manner, and finally disappeared outside the spiritual rice field.

Chen Mo woke up slowly, but he felt a piercing pain in his abdomen instantly.

He struggled to sit up, and the next moment, a horrifying scene appeared in front of him.

The originally bloody chest, the blood and flesh kept wriggling, growing back together little by little.

Within twenty breaths, the pain in the chest gradually subsided, and the healed flesh and skin had become smooth.

The fatal wound disappeared in an instant, replaced by another lively time traveler.

Chen Mo sorted out his thoughts.

He was originally playing a WeChat mini-game, and he appeared here with his eyes closed and opened.

And now his original body happened to be called Chen Mo.

He was a casual cultivator attached to Qingyang Sect, Ziyun Peak, and Guchen Market.

The original owner had also imagined joining Qingyang Sect, even if he became a chores disciple, he could be regarded as riding on this behemoth.

You know, Qingyang Sect, as a third-level immortal sect, has great powers in the Golden Core Stage!

However, although Chen Mo's body has a talent for cultivating immortals, it is really not much.

He barely got a technique and practiced diligently for five years, but in the end he was only at the first level of Qi Refining.

Such a talent would not be accepted by a third-level immortal sect like Qingyang Sect, and even ordinary cultivator families would not look at him.

However, there is always a way out.

Although the original owner had average talent, he was quite smooth in dealing with people. He relied on his mouth to rent three acres of spiritual fields from Guchen Market and began his career as a spiritual plant husband.

Chen Mo searched his memory and tried to recall how he died.

But after trying for a long time, there was only a vague figure in black clothes and a bamboo hat in his mind. As for the figure and face, there was no impression at all.

"So, did the original owner offend some big boss? He was killed in one encounter?"

The cultivator who could kill him in an instant, even without any defense, was at least a big boss of the third level of Qi Refining! It was far beyond the ability of a small spiritual plant husband of the first level of Qi Refining to contend with him.

"But it seems that he didn't offend anyone."

Chen Mo thought for a long time. The original owner of the body was originally quite cowardly. He didn't dare to offend any cultivator!

Suddenly, he realized something.

He hurriedly touched his waist, and the next moment, he was dumbfounded!

That's right!

All the belongings he carried with him were gone.

One or two spiritual sands for cultivation, and three bigu pills that he bought at a high price!

This was what he had spent all his money to get, and it was also the last resource for cultivation when the spiritual rice matured!

"Damn! I can't be so unlucky! Didn't you say that if you join the market, you will have a position?"

"Why is there still danger even if you have a position?"

Chen Mo really couldn't figure it out. The spiritual plant husbands in Guchen Market were so poor, and there were actually cultivators who killed people and robbed goods!

"Hey."

He sighed and slowly stood up.

If the spiritual sand was gone, it was gone. At most, he would not practice for three months before the spiritual rice matured, but what would he do without the bigu pill?

Does it mean that he has to eat mortal grains?

In memory, once he stepped into the immortal way of cultivation, he could no longer touch the food of the mortal world.

It's okay to eat it once or twice a year, but if you eat it for a long time, your body will be polluted by ordinary grains, not only will your realm regress, but your body will also age rapidly!

Low-level cultivators like Chen Mo can't afford spiritual rice, let alone spiritual fruits and spiritual meat.

They can only rely on a few resources to exchange for a few fasting pills to barely survive.

Now, even the fasting pills are gone, which is equivalent to taking Chen Mo's life!

"The beginning of the collapse of the sky!"

After standing up, Chen Mo looked at the spiritual fields around him.

He bought 1 jin of spiritual yellow rice seeds on credit from Boss Wei. This seed is also the cheapest and the lowest quality first-level seed that can be bought in the entire market. The spiritual yellow rice grown can yield about 200 jin per mu.

Putting aside the fixed rent of 100 jin per mu of Ziyun Peak, Boss Wei paid 50 jin of seeds and 20 jin per mu as an introduction fee. In the end, he can only get 190 jin of spiritual rice.

According to the current market price, 10 jin of spiritual rice can be exchanged for 1 liang of spiritual sand or buy 1 Bigu Pill.

Chen Mo originally planned to buy 12 Bigu Pills with 190 jin of rice, and exchange the rest for spiritual sand, so that he could have a place to practice in the second year.

But now, because the Bigu Pills were stolen, all the plans were disrupted!

"Does that mean I have to go to Boss Wei to buy on credit?"

He also knew that the so-called Boss Wei didn't have much power and could only be regarded as a chores boy in the market, and Bigu Pills couldn't be borrowed just like that!

"Ah."

Chen Mo sighed and was in a dilemma for a while.

After struggling for a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile, then made a hand gesture, and a cloud of rain gradually gathered above the spiritual field. In a moment, rain containing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to fall, nourishing the green spiritual rice field in front of him.

Difficulties aside, this spiritual field must be taken care of.

Otherwise, if the rent cannot be paid at the end of the year, I am afraid that I will be in trouble.

Whether my life can be saved by then is still uncertain.

Chen Mo concentrated his mind and cast the only spell he mastered.

After consuming nearly one-third of the spiritual energy in his body, the three acres of spiritual field were finally irrigated.

Just as he was finishing his work, a bright yellow Chinese character appeared in his sight.

[Rain-spreading Technique +1]

"Huh?!"

This!

Chen Mo's heart was instantly excited.

He was sure that this was not an illusion!

If nothing unexpected happened, this was his golden finger!

As soon as the thought came together, a game-like panel appeared in front of Chen Mo!

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Occupation: Spiritual Plant Husband (unlocked), Spiritual Cultivation Officer (unlocked)...]

[Lifespan: 28/76]

[Cultivation: First Level of Qi Refining]

[Skill: Cultivation Qi Jue (43/100)]

[Spells:]

[Raining Technique (beginner): 36/100]

[Flame Palm (beginner): 21/100]

[Talent: Increase Production (Green)]

Increase production?

Chen Mo's eyes turned to his talent.

[Increase production (green): Incorporate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the art of cloud and rain to increase the production of spiritual plants. This talent can be integrated into the art of raining and other arts, and the output of spiritual fields will increase by 20% (the raining technique can only be integrated after reaching the proficient level). ]