Longevity: Start by refreshing your entries through farming.

Chapter 2 Harvest
Qin Ming stared at the three entries.

The golden font is faintly visible.

After confirming it again and again, he was excited and ecstatic!

Goldfinger!
This is definitely your own golden finger!

Qin Ming originally thought that, if nothing unexpected happened, his immortal journey in this life would end here.

Unexpectedly, it gave him hope again!

Qin Ming suppressed his excitement.

Without even bothering to wash up, he cautiously approached the three spiritual rice plants and looked at all the plants in the yard.

It was found that only these three strains could display entries.

“Can we just harvest it directly?”

Qin Ming reached out and pinched the three spiritual rice plants off at the roots.

When he put away the spiritual rice, he saw a green light and two white lights flashing from the spiritual rice, and then turned into three leaves and quietly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Green leaves are the entry with 'ripening'.

The white leaves are the two entries with 'weak mana' and 'intermediate spiritual rain technique five times'.

He can use it immediately as long as he thinks about it.

Qin Ming went back to the room and closed the door.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he focused his mind on one of the white leaves, and the entry of 'weak mana' disappeared immediately.

For an instant.

A surge of magic power suddenly surged out of Qin Ming's dantian, and he was so frightened that he immediately followed the family tradition of "Changchun Gong" magic power operation route and guided the magic power to transform it into Changchun magic power.

"I clearly said it was just a weak mana, but I didn't expect the mana contained in it to be so abundant!"

a long time.

Feeling the changes taking place in his Dantian, Qin Ming's face showed the joy of harvest.

"The mana in my Dantian has grown a bit, which is equivalent to three months of hard training."

He had been stuck at the bottleneck of the second level of Qi training for a long time, but at this moment, there were vague signs of loosening.

If there are a few more entries like this, the third level of Qi training will not be far away!
What was even more unexpected to him was that this entry could actually be directly stored in his sea of ​​consciousness and could be accessed at any time, which was truly convenient.

"I'll have to prepare more 'weak mana' items like this one in the future. Maybe it can save my life at a critical moment!"

Qin Ming secretly made up his mind.

He was very excited after having tasted the sweetness for the first time, and couldn't wait to try out the effects of the other two entries.

But he was soon suppressed again.

"Don't get carried away! Stay calm! You must stay calm!"

"You still have to follow your usual routine. Your strength is low right now, so you can't let others see anything unusual. It's better to develop steadily."

After thinking about it, Qin Ming got up and went to the kitchen to light a fire and cook, using the magical rice that was newly harvested yesterday.

Then I fried a few exquisite side dishes.

In the past, after Qin Ming paid his taxes, he would take the remaining spiritual rice to the market to sell, and live frugally in exchange for some daily cultivation resources.

I can't bear to eat even a few meals of pure rice in a month.

This spiritual rice also contains spiritual energy. Although it is not as much as the entry, it is still considered a relatively precious spiritual resource in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

After dinner.

Qin Ming took his spiritual hoe and went to his spiritual field at the same time as usual.

He walked around and found something.

That is, he observed all the spiritual fields and plants nearby.

In addition to his half-acre of spiritual rice that had not yet matured, there was a spiritual rice with the entry of "weak mana" flashing.

There are no entries displayed for other plants!

In other words, only the spiritual plants that he planted himself will have entries.

And there is a certain probability that the entry will appear, but the probability is still very low.

After all, there must be at least tens of thousands of spiritual rice plants in that half-acre spiritual field, but there is only one entry. It can be said that the probability is pitifully small.

In Qin Ming's flower bed, three plants with entries suddenly appeared. It can be said that he was lucky and had great luck.

But fortunately, he believed that as long as he kept planting, he would eventually be able to spawn entries.

Qin Ming's spiritual field is located at the back of the hillside. Apart from himself, few people go there, and it is also blocked by a dense bamboo forest.

On weekdays, Du Haifu, the supervisor of Lingtian, rarely comes here to inspect unless something serious happens, except for appearing once when collecting taxes.

The spiritual farmers harvested all the spiritual rice yesterday, and no one comes to the fields now.

Qin Ming stared at the only spiritual rice with an entry in the spiritual field, observing it carefully with wide eyes for most of the day.

I still can't tell what makes it different from the surrounding spiritual rice.

It really made him unbelievable...

Seeing that there was no one around, Qin Ming didn't think much about it and decided to use the other two entries.

Du Haifu’s words yesterday gave him a strong sense of urgency.

I must not go to the front-line camp and die in vain.

With my current combat power, I am definitely a worthless cannon fodder.

"Let's try to ripen this half acre of spiritual rice first and see what the effect is."

Qin Ming took a deep breath, and with a thought, he used the "Ripening" and the "Intermediate Spirit Rain Technique" once.

The 'ripening' green leaves in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and the 'Intermediate Spirit Rain Technique' was reduced to four times remaining.

Qin Ming made a hand gesture and pointed towards the sky above half an acre of spiritual rice!
A gray spiritual cloud quickly gathered above it, and soon completely covered half an acre of spiritual field.

Hehe, gargle!

Spiritual rain continued to fall with the effect of ripening the fruits.

"This intermediate Spirit Rain Art is indeed very different from the low-level Spirit Rain Art."

"The rainfall range and spiritual energy conversion effect have been greatly improved. The most important thing is that it can initially mobilize the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins. It is incomparable."

Qin Ming carefully experienced the feeling of casting the spell and cherished this rare opportunity very much.

Immersing his mind, he felt the operation of the magical power of the Intermediate Spirit Rain Technique.

a long time.

Qin Ming suddenly realized that what he lacked was the control over his own magic power and the efficient use of spiritual energy when casting spells.

There is no sense of sluggishness in the flow of mana when casting spells.

Cai Laojiu also practiced for several years before he was able to improve the Lingyu Jue to the intermediate level.

This spiritual rain lasted for a whole stick of incense before it stopped.

of course.

Qin Ming's mana also reached its limit...

Or maybe your cultivation is too low.

His face was pale, his legs were weak, his hands were too weak to even support himself, and he sat down on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

A full stick of incense time!
In the past, that was something he would not even dare to think about, let alone the intermediate level Spirit Rain Art.

"Hehe! I can last that long too!"

“It’s no longer the three-second drip irrigation of the past!”

At this moment, Qin Ming's confidence seemed to have returned to him.

He paused for a moment, then stood up and went to observe the effects of the rainfall.

Only half a day passed.

That half acre of spiritual rice actually began to grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just like the crazy plants in his dreams.

This growth rate continued until the plant grew to more than twice its original height before it began to slow down.

The spiritual rice ears are about to bear fruit.

"Hiss~ This speed... is a bit..."

The ripening effect plus the intermediate Spirit Rain Technique also shocked Qin Ming so much that he gasped.

"This is after all the ripening effects have been spread over this half-acre of land." "If all of them were used on one spiritual rice plant, wouldn't it be harvested immediately?"

"It seems that green quality entries must be extremely rare. I have to save them next time."

While Qin Ming was lamenting his luck, the entry for the spiritual rice also changed.

[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Term]: Weak Mana (Maturity 70%)

If things continue at this pace, he estimates that he will be able to harvest the spiritual rice tomorrow morning.

as predicted.

The next morning, when Qin Ming returned to the spiritual field, the half acre of spiritual rice had already fully matured.

Not only that, the yield of spiritual rice within half an acre has increased by about 20% compared to before.

Moreover, the quality of the Lingmi is better, each grain is full, crystal clear, and exudes an attractive Lingmi fragrance.

It is worthy of being called the Intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique. It can directly draw spiritual energy from the spiritual veins and turn it into rain, providing sufficient fertility for spiritual plants.

What made him most delighted was that the spiritual rice with the entry of 'weak magic power' had been transformed into a part of his cultivation.

Qin Ming felt happy and began to look forward to the future.

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period.

After Qin Ming had taken care of his own three acres of spiritual fields, he went to find Du Haifu for supervision and rented another two acres of spiritual fields next to it.

After turning the soil, the spiritual rice seedlings were planted.

The Intermediate Spiritual Rain Technique entry has been used three times, and there is only one last use left.

Qin Ming also gradually gained some insights into the tricks of casting the intermediate Spirit Rain Technique.

I believe that as long as he practices diligently, it won’t take long before he will be able to perform the intermediate Spirit Rain Technique even without using any entries.

This is the difference between personal experience and blind practice.

When Du Haifu saw him coming to rent the spiritual field, he kept praising him for finally getting it, and even pretended to encourage him.

He was eager to rent out a few more plots of land so that he could make more money.

But he didn't know that Qin Ming worked so hard to farm in order to gain entries...

I was busy for most of the month.

He has almost finished tinkering with the five acres of spiritual fields.

All we have to do is wait for the next harvest, and the rest is daily care and management.

Qin Ming finally had some free time.

During these two days, he planned to sell some of the spiritual rice he had and buy some items for cultivation.

First of all, there were two things he had to buy.

First of all, there is the storage bag. It is really inconvenient for him to carry large and small bags every time he goes out.

Secondly, buy a soundproofing array...

Qin Ming changed his clothes, carried the spiritual rice and went out.

"Wow! Brother Qin is going to the market to sell spiritual rice? It looks like the harvest is good!"

"It's rare, Fellow Daoist Qin."

As Qin Ming stepped out of the door, many neighbors greeted him.

After passing through the intricate alleys, he came to the main road.

At this time, two monks, one male and one female, came towards them.

"Fellow Daoist Long."

"Fellow Daoist Qin."

Qin Ming quickly put down the bag and bowed to the other party respectfully.

The cultivator named Long in front of him was the only great cultivator in the late Qi training stage in their shantytown. He had already broken through to the eighth level of Qi training a few years ago.

The female cultivator next to him was Qin Ming's neighbor Li Yanli. Seeing how close the two of them were, she must have been clinging to the other's thigh.

The security around the shantytowns is not very peaceful. Thanks to Fellow Daoist Long's deterrence over the years, some of the scoundrels in the surrounding area dare not cause trouble.

The large-scale reclamation of Lingyu Sect attracted a large number of low-level cultivators to flock here, and there were also many robbery cultivators who had their eyes on this place.

Although there are law enforcement teams from the Lingyu Sect patrolling outside, murders and robberies still happen from time to time.

After Fellow Daoist Long nodded, he took Li Yanli away.

In the eyes of the two, Qin Ming was just a low-level spiritual farmer who was not worth mentioning and was not worth their attention at all.

I only reply because we are neighbors.

Qin Ming didn't care either.

As a great cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, it is normal for him to have a somewhat arrogant attitude.

Qin Ming looked in the direction the two men were walking back. It seemed that there would be another fierce battle tonight.

He sighed inwardly and immediately made purchasing a soundproof array his top priority.

Soon, the huge archway of "Qingyangfang Market" came into view.

The market town was crowded with people, and the cries of peddlers and vendors could be heard one after another.

Along the main road.

Qin Ming went straight to the most central area of ​​the market town and came to the back door of a shop.

After knocking on the door a few times, someone came out to open it.

When the visitor saw that it was Qin Ming, he asked him to wait for a moment and went in to call the manager.

Little moment.

Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a red brocade robe with a white background and gold threads walking out.

The shopkeeper's cultivation level was at the sixth level of the Qi training stage. Seeing a low-level cultivator like Qin Ming, he did not neglect him but greeted him warmly with a professional smile.

"Are you here to sell spiritual rice? Come on, let's talk inside."

Entered the backyard.

Qin Ming put the spiritual rice down, returned the greeting and said, "That's it, about a hundred pounds."

The shopkeeper nodded and told his men to check and weigh the spiritual rice.

"The total amount of golden spirit rice is 108 kilograms."

"I can buy it at the market price of five pounds per piece of low-grade spirit stone. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"make a deal."

Qin nodded happily. He used to come here occasionally to sell spiritual rice.

This channel was secretly introduced by Cai Laojiu.

Of course, you can set up a stall in the market, and you can sell a few more spirit stones than here, but you need to pay stall fees, which is quite troublesome.

It’s not as safe and stable as here.

"If you have any spiritual rice in the future, you can bring it to me and sell it. I will buy it no matter how much."

The shopkeeper took out twenty-one spirit stones and several broken spirit crystals and gave them to Qin Ming.

"By the way, does your company have any soundproofing arrays for sale?" Qin Ming asked before leaving immediately.

"Of course there is." The shopkeeper smiled slightly, patted his storage bag, and took out a set of simple formations.

"Low-level soundproofing array, priced at ten low-grade spirit stones."

Qin Ming squeezed the spirit stone that was still warm, gritted his teeth and said, "Can it be cheaper? I want to buy another storage bag."

"Yes, the soundproofing array costs ten spirit stones, and the storage bag costs twelve spirit stones. You can take one less spirit stone, so Hui Cheng will get twenty-one spirit stones."

Transaction completed.

Leave the store.

"You should spend money where you earn it and don't even think about taking a penny home." Qin Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Afterwards, he went to a nearby shop, bought some books about spiritual plants and daily necessities, and hurried back home.

This trip is very expensive, but Qin Ming believes that he will be able to earn more spirit stones soon.

……

(End of this chapter)