Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 3: Farmers often cannot afford to eat

Chen Jing put down his tools, sat down on the haystack, and rubbed his sore arms.

"Maintaining a spiritual field is really not a job for humans."

The so-called spiritual field is not simply a field with spiritual power, but refers to the land that is connected to the spiritual vein.

The difference between a spiritual farmer and an ordinary farmer is that a spiritual farmer must know how to comb the spiritual veins so that they can flow up and down and be evenly distributed.

Now that the corrosive rain has fallen, the originally developed spiritual vein systems have shrunk, just like a damaged sewer pipe. The Spirit Plant Husband needs to transform himself into a sewer worker to clear and repair it.

The difficulty is only slightly better than that of opening up the land. Those damaged spiritual veins will require a lot of spiritual power to reconnect and open them up.

In addition, Chen Jing had to quietly replace Peiyuan Rice with Beef Tendon Peiyuan Rice.

In this way, I was exhausted after maintaining just one acre of spiritual field.

Chen Jing then looked at his father. This burly middle-aged man was walking briskly, carrying a hoe and walking quickly in the field, but the sweat on his body was obvious and it was obvious that he was not feeling relaxed.

Sensing Chen Jing's gaze, Chen's father looked up and said, "Your uncle and brother are both on the top of the hill, taking care of the upper fields. For now, only you and I are taking care of the Peiyuan rice in the middle and lower fields."

"Father, take a break."

"You take a rest. Your father is not tired yet."

After saying this, Father Chen picked up the hoe and continued to work with a grunt.

However, Chen Jing could not sit still. Feeling that he had recovered some physical and spiritual power, he gritted his teeth, stood up, took a long breath, picked up the hoe and walked towards the next acre of land.

No matter what the future holds, this piece of land that he has worked so hard to cultivate is the lifeline of Chen Jing and the Chen family.

Time spent working always flies by quickly.

Chen Jing kept repeating the mechanical movements, and he felt that his ears were empty, without any distracting thoughts, and he could hardly even feel tired.

The figures of brothers and uncles also appeared nearby. Even the elderly grandfathers came to the fields carrying farm tools and started sweating without saying a word.

The Chen family is not well-off, and it is difficult for them to have more than three practitioners in each generation. At this time, three generations of practitioners of the Chen family gathered in Qingniu Mountain and tried their best to rescue the spiritual rice.

Keep busy until the rain stops.

Only then did Chen's father come over and tell him to finish work.

"Let's go and have dinner." said Chen's father.

Chen Jing was still a little dazed. Looking at the darkening sky, he breathed a sigh of relief and followed his father's footsteps.

When we arrived at the house on Qingniu Mountain, the food was already prepared.

The fragrant Ling rice is cooked in the steamer, and the steam carries the fragrance from far away.

Chen Jing sat at the table with his father. His youngest sister was only ten years old. She was small and had a ponytail. She served the steamed rice and placed it on the table.

But in such a large family, there were only four people who had magical rice in front of them.

Chen's father, Chen Jing, his elder brother and younger sister, other uncles, and even two elderly grandfathers with old faces, only had ordinary food in their bowls.

“Those who farm the land cannot eat the food they grow.”

Seeing this scene, even though Chen Jing had been forced to get used to it, he still found it funny.

These uncles and elders, because their potential has been exhausted and they cannot go any further in their cultivation, they will no longer consume the family's precious cultivation resources.

Magical rice and precious medicine are all things of the younger generation.

Even if there are any surpluses, they will be sold in exchange for other cultivation resources, like the flying sword pill.

As the current head of the family who carries the banner, Father Chen still has a share of cultivation resources before his potential is exhausted, but in fact, Father Chen has also consciously reduced his share.

"Brother Jing, I heard that you have already figured it out?" The eldest brother asked happily, taking a big mouthful of rice.

"Ah."

"Second brother is so amazing. He has achieved a breakthrough after three years of spiritual cultivation. He is even more amazing than the young masters of big families!" The younger sister's eyes lit up.

"Third sister must be not bad either." Chen Jing said with a smile. "Hahahaha."

An old man of grandfather-like generation laughed heartily, "My Chen family also has a Qilin child."

"Jing'er needs to eat more spiritual rice. There are nine spiritual orifices in the Tongqiao realm. The first one is the lower dantian spiritual orifice, where the essence is stored. It requires refining the essence into qi. If you want to quickly break through to the second orifice, you have to eat something tonic!" The uncle immediately began to instruct on the practice.

"That's right, you must not go short of food!"

"With such talent, he should be able to break through to the Xuanyin realm within 20 to 30 years. If there is a chance, he may be able to reach a higher realm."

"I've seen this kid have a lot of potential since I was little."

All the uncles and aunts started to brag.

Even though Chen Jing was mentally mature, he still felt embarrassed by the praise.

"Jing'er is considered to be a very talented person in our Chen family, but don't be complacent because of this. Even in the outer city, there are three or five people with your talent."

Father Chen Ding subconsciously feared that his child would become proud and suffer a setback in the future, so he immediately gave him a preventive measure in advance.

"Don't worry, Dad. I've been walking on thin ice all my life and keeping a low profile."

"You're still walking on thin ice. You're just saying weird things." Chen Ding cursed with a smile, and said, "But keeping a low profile is indeed the way to stay safe. Besides that, you also have to know how to judge the situation."

"Across from our Qingniu Mountain, the six sons of the Jing family all have excellent cultivation talents. The eldest, Jing Wang, even achieved enlightenment three months earlier than you. The Jing family is backed by Hualian Lake, and in addition to growing rice, they also raise fish and lotus roots for their livelihood. I don't think they will suffer much from this spiritual rain."

"But the Jing family rose to prominence too late, and their foundation is weak. If they continue to provide training for the six sons, it will be difficult to deal with them in the future. Remember, if you meet a member of the Jing family, stay away from them and do not have any contact with them. Within 30 years, the Jing family will be in trouble."

"There is also our old rival, the He family. The He family's spiritual fields on Huicui Peak are not as many as our Chen family's, but they are all top-quality spiritual fields, which are easy to maintain. It will not be difficult for them to survive this disaster."

"The old man of the He family is as shrewd as a fox, but unfortunately he lost his son in middle age. Now he is looking forward to the growth of his grandchildren. We should be cautious in everything we do. When it comes to big or small things, we should pay more attention to how the He family members act, because the old man will not take risks easily now, so we can cross the river by feeling the old man."

"In addition to these cultivation families in the outer city, there are also many geniuses in the surrounding counties. When you were still young, a naughty boy in the village was accepted as a disciple by a big shot of the Qingnang Sect. He has a bright future."

"You must remember not to discriminate based on geographical location. People from small places are not necessarily small figures."

Chen Ding opened up and talked about all the big and small things happening around him.

The Chen family has been passed down from generation to generation, but in essence they are a family of farmers. They have no advanced education to speak of, and it all depends on the elders summarizing their experience and teaching by example.

"While my father is farming, he also cares about the affairs of the world." Chen Jing pretended to be respectful.

"If you don't pay attention to small things, everything will go wrong and your friends and relatives will be separated; if you don't pay attention to big things, your life will be turbulent and your life will be like floating duckweed."

"Isn't this something a father would say?"

"Ahem...your mother said so."

"That's not surprising."

Chen Jing and his two siblings all laughed together.

The joyous atmosphere did not last long.

Suddenly, Father Chen's face hardened, followed by other uncles with higher cultivation, and then everyone felt it...

The breath of the eroding spiritual rain once again enveloped the earth.

"Damn God, can't you let us take a break?" An uncle said anxiously.

"I will continue to guard the spiritual field. Five more people will come with me." Chen Ding threw down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Dad, I also..."

"You take a rest today and we'll talk tomorrow."

After Chen Ding assigned the personnel, he plunged into the rainy night again.