God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

The heat of summer gradually faded, and the prelude of autumn quietly sounded.

On the blue sky, white clouds floated leisurely, as if telling the change of seasons.

The verdant green leaves gradually turned yellow and fell with the autumn wind.

It was as if the vigorous vitality like a flame was "killed" by the bleakness of the autumn wind...

This scene can't help but make people sigh: "blooming summer, bleak autumn".

When Jiang Lan walked on such a road, he sometimes felt a sense of loneliness unconsciously.

It was a sharp contrast between the noisy summer and the bleak autumn.

It was also the desolation of decline from prosperity.

But soon, this loneliness was diluted by the scenery in the distance.

In a golden red rice field, the disciples of the Lingzhi Peak of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect were helping the mortal farmers harvest spiritual rice and spiritual fruits...

Most of them were "blood spirit rice", and the rest were mostly "Wanli Piaoxiang rice" and "Bigu rice".

This is a first-level island in the inner ring. Jiang Lan allocated it to mortals to live in, and distributed low-level spiritual rice and spiritual seeds to them, allowing them to plant on their own.

As long as they pay the full amount of taxes every year.

Then he issued a task in the sect, dispatching a Qi training monk to sit here for a long time to help mortals deal with abnormal damage such as rainstorms and insect disasters to ensure production.

Most of the people who undertake the task are disciples of Lingzhi Peak. They are not only wood spiritual roots, but also more fond of planting tasks.

During the autumn harvest, almost all the idle disciples will go out, which not only helps farmers with the autumn harvest, but also completes the task of counting the harvest of the sect...

Since Jiang Lan had an epiphany in the snow in the cold winter, he has gone through early spring, midsummer, and cool autumn...

Winter chapter, spring chapter, summer chapter...

The formation and creation of each perception makes the window paper bigger.

He has a clear view of the scenery behind him, and only the Linmen family is missing.

In the last chapter of Autumn, he suddenly had the urge to take a walk in this place that was closest to mortals.

Then he saw this scene.

His undisguised figure was naturally noticed by others.

"Disciple Gu Xiao, meet the master!"

As the current master of this island, Gu Xiao hurried over and bowed to Jiang Lan.

His action also alarmed others, and his sister Gu Xue pulled Shi Chen to meet him.

Jiang Lan looked at the mature and steady Gu Xiao in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh that time flies.

Gu Xiao and Gu Xue are the children of Gu Yifeng and Yin Qin.

And Gu Yifeng is the son of Elder Gu who introduced Jiang Lan to Xiaoyao Sect.

This family has some origins with Jiang Lan.

So the impression of them is quite deep, and Jiang Lan watched the Gu brothers and sisters grow up.

Shi Chen is a native of the Qianye Sect's small world, and later joined Xiaoyao Xian Sect with Han Gongxian.

People who are familiar with him like to call him Little Stone.

"Welcome to the sect master's guidance." Gu Xiao extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Lan did not deny it. With a flick of his finger, a handful of blood spirit rice flew to his side.

"How about this third generation blood spirit rice?"

The blood spirit rice had been iterated once by Jiang Lan's "transplantation" method.

Now, it has aroused the interest of Senior Fu Xue, and it has been iterated again under his personal cultivation, which is the third generation of blood spirit rice.

This wave is the first harvest of the third generation of blood spirit rice, and Jiang Lan also intends to observe the situation.

"This third generation of blood spirit rice has almost eliminated all the problems of the previous two generations. It can grow without spiritual fields and bear fruit without feeding blood."

"The unpleasant smell of blood has also disappeared, and it has become sweeter and more delicious, with a much better taste."

"However, with this kind of mortal configuration, the blood spirit rice grown has little advantage over ordinary rice and has lost its special features."

"With its blood-red and crystal-clear appearance, good taste and flavor, we call it 'red rice' to distinguish it."

"And with the improvement of planting configuration, adding high-level spiritual fields and high-level blood food, the quality it can achieve will also be extremely high."

"According to our experiments, this rice can reach the third-level lower grade at most, but the investment and return are not proportional, and only a small part can be cultivated to "For superior varieties..."

"This batch is the most cost-effective cultivation method we have tested."

"The first-level medium-quality spiritual field plus the first-level middle-level monster flesh and blood can grow a first-level top-quality blood spirit rice with extremely high yield, which is a double harvest of quality and quantity."

"If this is the basis of the industrial chain, whether it is the 'blood spirit pill' used for body refining, 'blood spirit wine'..."

"Or the delicious food for daily consumption..."

"Or the auxiliary medicine for the pill used for healing, and the 'blood crystal pill' that assists in breaking through the foundation-building period..."

"All can be provided by this blood spirit rice!"

"With low investment and high output, it is a product with great commercial prospects!"

Gu Xiao talked seriously and endlessly, and it can be seen that he is very responsible and very concerned.

As the island owner, he has completed his job well, and at the same time he can take on the responsibility of the development of the sect.

Jiang Lan couldn't help but praise him, thinking about rewarding him after returning.

The calm Gu Xiao heard Jiang Lan's praise and showed a rare smile.

At the age of 25, he received praise from his dream idol, which gave him great encouragement.

Later, under the guidance of Gu Xiao, Jiang Lan walked on the ridge of the field and looked at the harvest scene.

"Today is a great harvest~"

I don’t know which farmer started it, but all the farmers in the field joined the chorus involuntarily.

They may not be good at music, but their singing is full of happiness and prospects for the future, which infects everyone around them.

Jiang Lan couldn’t help but stop and said with emotion:

“The flourishing summer, with its hot vitality, bears a rich harvest of fruits...”

“It makes people sing happy songs in the bleak autumn...”

“It is obviously a sign of decline from prosperity, and it should be full of bleak murderous intent, which is also the ‘severe killing’ represented by the four-elephant white tiger.”

“But the abundant fruits can make people smile...”

“Perhaps it is not autumn that ‘kills’ summer, but summer that ‘contributes’ autumn.”

“Autumn wind... falling leaves... adequate food and clothing... the meaning of the white tiger...”

“I have already cast the chapter of autumn.”

Gu Xiao and the other two on the side deeply engraved the straight figure exuding the charm of Taoism in their minds.

It became a rare opportunity on their road to cultivation...