Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 5: Self-esteem is the root of suffering

a.

The eroding rain was still falling, but because most of the rice fields had been abandoned, maintaining them was not as difficult as before.

Chen Jing therefore had some free time, and in a week he did two things.

The first thing to do: plant trees, flowers, and various spiritual plants. As long as there are seeds of spiritual plants at home, ask for them and plant them.

Many spiritual plants do not lack seeds, but lack the supporting conditions required for planting.

Chen Jing didn't care about those things. He just focused on growing the plants but not raising them. He used growth-promoting techniques to force the plants to grow faster. The spiritual plants grown under such conditions were of very poor quality and had almost no economic value.

But the progress of lighting up the illustrations is very clear and it improves quickly.

The second thing is to practice flying sword.

From the perspective of fighting, it is no exaggeration to say that Chen Jing is poorly rated and incompetent, with shortcomings all over his body.

The development idea at this time must not be to make up for the shortcomings, but to strengthen the only strengths.

I practice sword-flying for four hours every day. I don't want to become a master who can fly with a sword, but just want to be able to draw the sword quickly and steadily.

Otherwise, when I really have to do it one day, I will end up becoming a master of body outlining.

"The training on Qingniu Mountain has come to an end. Next, we should go to Jiuchong Mountain to practice and find some wild animals to use as live targets. In addition, there are wild spiritual plants in Jiuchong Mountain. Perhaps we can find suitable hybrid partners."

Chen Jing felt that his magical power had reached a bottleneck, so he was ready to go out and fight in the wild.

The nine mountains behind Qingniu Mountain stretch for thousands of miles, and there are no monsters around, so it is a good place to go.

After explaining the itinerary to my father, my father Chen Ding thought for a moment and said, "We should find some ordinary beasts to practice with, but now everything on the mountain is not settled, and I and other elders cannot spare the time, so you go alone."

"Don't worry, Dad. I'll be back tonight, tomorrow morning at the latest."

Chen Jing readily agreed, and went down the mountain dressed as a herbalist, carrying a bamboo backpack, a straw hat, and a hatchet.

The way down the mountain is rough and difficult to walk, but it doesn’t matter if you walk a lot.

We walked briskly all the way, stepping on the wild grass in the mountains, and arrived at the foot of Jiuchong Mountain.

Chen Jing also saw a few ordinary woodcutters trying to make a living under the heavy rain.

This place is about thirty miles away from the city. For a monk with extraordinary powers, it is easy to go back and forth in an hour, but for an ordinary person, it would take at least half a day to walk.

On the return trip, they had to carry dozens of kilograms of firewood.

As for the disastrous rains that can cause people's old illnesses to relapse, they are obviously not within their consideration.

"They are all cattle and horses. Fortunately, I can cultivate immortality, which makes me a top-class cattle and horse. Pah, so what if I am a top-class cattle and horse."

Chen Jing felt relieved at first, but then he felt that his relief was too petty and useless, and his self-esteem ached slightly.

If you can't be completely numb, you will be in pain all the time.

He sorted out his feelings and stepped into the Nine-Layered Mountain.

Because humans often visit the outskirts, not to mention monsters, even ordinary ferocious beasts are nowhere to be seen. There are only some small four-legged animals like rabbits that cannot be named.

Chen Jing was not picky and was ready to strike with a sword as soon as he saw it, but the little beast was very alert and ran away at the sound of human beings, quickly disappearing in the bushes, leaving him helpless.

"Even ordinary beasts are so fast that I can hardly react, let alone a life-and-death battle. Once we encounter it, it really depends on who is weaker."

But this is the meaning of experience and practice.

Chen Jing was very excited and went around in the mountains for a while, but of course he gained nothing.

He realized that he might not be able to compete with wild beasts in reaction speed. If he did it himself, he would have to go through at least four steps: search for the enemy, aim, wield the sword, and fire.

The flying sword was very fast, but he himself was not fast enough.

"I usually chop wood and kill people randomly, but in actual combat, I am so lame."

Great at shooting, but terrible at actual combat.

Chen Jing was not discouraged. He believed that practice is the only way to gain true knowledge. Discovering and solving problems is the only way to grow.

He reflected and thought that when he couldn't react quickly, he should give himself enough time to take the initiative.

Like an ordinary hunter, lurking close and setting traps.

"To ensure that you have the upper hand, you need to understand the habits of your prey, its preferences, its patterns of action, and the traces it leaves behind... It feels like this is another subject that requires time to study."

No wonder many spiritual cultivators are not good at fighting, and combat cultivators are usually not proficient in immortal arts. If you are not a genius, it is really difficult to take care of both.

"However, the principles are the same. If I want to attack a wild beast, I need to understand the beast in advance. If I attack a person, I just need to pay attention to the information gap and ensure I take the initiative."

Isn't this just Lao Liu lurking around to catch people, and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger... To sum it up, they are all things that have been popular for a long time.

Chen Jing was summing up his gains and losses when he suddenly looked in one direction and felt the fluctuation of the cultivator's spiritual power.

Then, a young boy emerged from the bushes.

"Eh? It's you, Chen Jing. I saw traces of people, not ordinary people, so I came to take a look." The young man raised his smiling face and greeted, "Are you going into the mountains to collect herbs?"

"It is you."

Chen Jing let down his guard a little. The boy, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, was the sixth son of the Jing family, a practicing family in the outer city. His name was Jing Chan.

It was also the Jing family that his father had said would bring disaster within thirty years and that he should not have any contact with.

The two families' farming sites are located in Qingniu Mountain and Hualian Lake respectively, so they can be considered neighbors with a relationship that is neither too close nor too distant.

Jing Chan said, "Would you like to come with me? I'm here to look for monsters. If I find one, you can help me catch it, and I'll help you collect herbs!"

"Monster?" Chen Jing was surprised. "Is there a monster nearby?"

"I'm not sure. I often interact with herbalists and hunters here. I heard from them that there were many strange things in the forest after the spiritual rain. So I guessed that monsters were born."

Jing Chan was very open and didn't hide anything, he just said it all out.

Chen Jing was quite tempted.

There are three completely different kinds of monsters, demon beasts, and demon races.

The demons look like wild beasts, but in fact they have all nine orifices open and are born with intelligence. They are alien practitioners with a heritage and background, and their ancestors were once prosperous.

Demon beasts are wild beasts that have awakened their demonic powers. They almost never have intelligence, and at most are relatively intelligent.

Finally, there are spirits and monsters. Plants, flowers, insects, and even a piece of clothing or a stool may suddenly transform into a spirit and become a strange kind of life.

Spirits often possess unique talents. For example, plant spirits are likely to have the instinct to promote the growth of plants, while other spirits can turn stubborn stones into gold.

It is said that some spirits that live a long time have more mysterious things, just like old ginseng, the older they are, the rarer they are.

"Just tell me this, you are not afraid of finding a monster, I will snatch it from you?"

Chen Jing was puzzled. The other party's realm was only the Soul Condensation Realm. Everyone was miserable and had no foundation. Then a higher realm would be an absolute suppressive force.

Of course, this refers to the combat power on paper.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Jing has a good reputation. I trust you. If you also want a monster, I'll look for one and catch one for you."

The boy said without hesitation.

Such frankness made Chen Jing feel that he was thinking too much and acting like a mean person.

However, my father's advice...

Don’t have any contact with the Jing family.

Chen Jing changed his mind and came up with a plan.

"How about this, I won't compete with you for the goblins. Newly born goblins are worthless and easy to die. You were able to find my location on the mountain just now, and you are so confident in finding the goblins, can you teach me some hunting and tracking techniques?"

"Huh?" Jing Chan looked back at him, as if thinking about something, and whispered, "That's right, this is pretty good."

very nice?
What's good.

"Brother Jing, I'll teach you."

Without waiting for Chen Jing to think about it, the young man agreed immediately.

"I will first teach you how to track and identify the traces in the mountains, and then work your way back to the source of the traces."

"This is the ability of those mortals. I learned it from them. Practitioners can use it better because we can see spiritual power."

"Look at this patch of grass. It has been eaten. There are three species that eat this grass..."

Chen Jing put aside all distractions and started studying.

(End of this chapter)