Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

The establishment of the Spirit Planting Hall has caused a great stir in the entire Pingdu Continent.

No matter which state, the Spirit Planters and Miners are a huge force.

After all, for cultivators, cultivation means eating.

The fasting pills are eaten by casual cultivators without any foundation, but those who have some power and followers eat spiritual rice. Therefore, although the Spirit Planters are not of high status, they are the most numerous.

Of course, there is a big difference between Spirit Planters and Spirit Plant Masters.

Only cultivators who embark on the path of spiritual planting, comprehend the true meaning of spiritual planting, and awaken their magical powers can be called Spirit Plant Masters.

Others who farm are all called Spirit Planters.

Outside Yinyue City, in the fields.

Thousands of Spirit Planters, in groups of three or five, or in groups of a hundred or ten, gathered together to discuss the establishment of the Spirit Planting Hall in Motai Mountain.

As long as they are Spirit Planters under Yinyue City, they all know who is the real force in Pingdu Continent today?

As the actual controller of the prefecture, Motaishan has achieved today's great achievements by relying on spiritual plants. After so many years, no one has ever heard of the existence of a spiritual plant hall in the immortal gate, but now it is going to be established. This is like a carnival for the spiritual planters in the world.

Outside Yinyue City, a large number of spiritual planters gathered in the middle of Guchen Market and Baishe Market.

Among them, there are two shop owners.

One is He Zhiping, and the other is Miao Chen.

These two people can be regarded as the model of Motaishan's great achievements and the success of ordinary cultivators under the general trend.

From a spiritual planter who could only survive and was almost killed by Shennong Sect, to now being a shop owner who manages hundreds of people, his status is no longer the same.

And the establishment of the spiritual plant hall has made these people under their command talk about it.

"Master He, with your qualifications, it's easy for you to apply for the job of Lingzhi Hall?"

"That's right! Master He has been planting spiritual plants for decades. Is there anyone who knows more than him?"

"If Master He is not selected, no one can be selected."

"Hush! Have you forgotten Master Miao? They are the first batch of spiritual plant husbands who have grown with the growth of Motai Mountain! It can be said that they have contributed to the current situation of Xianmen."

Miao Chen and He Zhiping sat in the middle and smiled at each other.

At this time, they had Xianke wine on the table, and a table of fairly exquisite spiritual food exuded an alluring aroma.

The people who were talking below were all the spiritual plant husbands of the two Fangshi, Baishe and Guchen, who were also their subordinates.

Since becoming the master, they almost don't have to farm themselves anymore.

But after farming for decades, it has become a habit for ordinary people to farm for a lifetime.

Moreover, Motai Mountain is an agricultural sect, so the two of them will each rent a five-acre second-level spiritual field to take care of. After all, it is more convincing to instruct others by planting it themselves.

"Brother He, how about we give it a try?" Miao Chen picked up the Xian Ke wine with a faint smile on his face.

But from his tone, one can hear that he is eager to try.

"Brother Miao, do you think so too?"

He Zhiping drank the wine in one gulp, and he was full of heroism.

In the mortal world, people's confidence often comes from the money in their pockets, while in the cultivation continent, the momentum of the superior is completely created by strength.

Miao Chen and He Zhiping are still the same two people.

But now that they are the masters of the temple and have cultivated to the golden elixir, their status is no longer the same.

In their gestures, they show a bit of magnanimity and calmness.

"Haha, it seems that we two brothers have the same idea." Miao Chen laughed out loud.

The Spirit Planting Hall was established, and the world's spiritual plant husbands and spiritual plant masters were recruited.

This is a feast.

Since it is a feast, how could He Zhiping and Miao Chen miss it?

The two of them comforted their subordinates, selected a few talented spiritual plant husbands, and entered Silver Moon City together.

For He Zhiping, Silver Moon City is no stranger.

Every year when he pays taxes, he will bring a whole year's harvest into the city.

But even though more than ten years have passed, he still feels a lot of emotion every time he enters.

And from the moment he stepped into the city, the aura of the superior that just emanated invisibly also dissipated instantly.

People's awe is far greater than arrogance.

"Master, it is said that the Spiritual Planting Hall was established by the headmaster himself. Do you think it is true?"

"Master He, I also heard that after joining the Spiritual Planting Hall, the headmaster will teach in person, right?"

"Master Miao..."

Faced with the questions from others, He Zhiping and Miao Chen did not comment.

They were calm on the surface, but they were also looking forward to it in their hearts.

Who doesn't want to be a disciple of the Spiritual Planting Hall?

Who wouldn't want to meet this legendary headmaster?

Especially Miao Chen and He Zhiping, two cultivators who came from the Purple Cloud Peak of Qingyang Sect along with the Immortal Gate.

The group walked through the bustling streets from day to night, and finally arrived at the central area of ​​Yinyue City.

At this time, the place was already full of people.

He Zhiping found that most of the cultivators here were not weaker than them, and there were even many Yuanying Realm strongmen.

However, even Yuanying cultivators could only sit cross-legged in an empty corner like them, without any special status at all.

It was dark, and Lingzhi Hall had to rest.

Everything would wait until the next day.

Miao Chen, He Zhiping and their group quickly found a remote corner, and they squeezed with others to find a place to stay.

However, the current frustration is nothing compared to the glory of joining the Spiritual Planting Hall in the future.

It was late at night and almost no one was asleep.

Their respective small circles were still whispering.

Originally, the spiritual plant husbands brought by He Zhiping wanted to say more, but they were stopped by the two of them.

What kind of place is this?

Is it a place where they can talk casually?

Waiting all night was hard for the monks outside the door.

It was not until dawn that someone opened the door and started to issue numbers.

When it was Miao Chen and He Zhiping's turn, they had reached 35667 and 35668, and there were at least half of them behind them.

In just one day, nearly 100,000 spiritual plant husbands came to try their luck.

Of course, even with the foundation of Motai Mountain, it is impossible to meet and screen one by one.

The first step after issuing the numbers is for the red snake demon to scan out the spiritual plant masters and spiritual plant husbands with rich experience with its powerful divine sense.

This first step will eliminate 99% of the people.

That is to say, only one thousand spiritual plant husbands can enter the second round every day.

Ten days, that's ten thousand!

Only these ten thousand people are qualified to enter the second stage.

Near noon, all the numbers that should be released have been released, and the spiritual consciousness on them has also been gathered.

About an hour later, a Taoist child walked out of the house, holding a projection magic tool in his hand, threw it into the air, and announced loudly:

"The following one thousand people are those who have passed the first round, please go back."

Miao Chen and He Zhiping stood up excitedly, searching the projection. (End of this chapter)