Druid in the Xianxia world

Chapter 1: Spiritual Plant Husband (Please collect and read)
"Zhong Cang, are you sure you want to choose Spirit Plant Husband as your main profession?"

"determine."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm really sure."

In the Xuehu Taoist Temple, at the Daoist platform, an old man with white hair and beard was asking a new Taoist boy about his choice of main profession.

Upon hearing that he wanted to choose spirit plant husband as his main career, the old man frowned deeply.

In the back, there was a constant buzz of discussion.

"Then Zhong Cang has a second-class spiritual root, right? With such talent, why would he choose spiritual plant cultivation as his major?"

"What else could it be? Fear of death."

"That can't be the reason. If he's afraid of death, he could choose to be an alchemist, a weapon refiner, a formation master, or even a spirit chef... These are all logistical professions. No matter which one, they don't have much chance of going to the battlefield. Moreover, these main professions are all more respectable than spirit plant husbands and can also make money."

“That seems to be true…”

Many people in Xuehu Taoist Academy could not understand Zhong Cang's choice.

After all, in this world with emperors and powerful people, there is no equality at all. Instead, there are clear classes and there is real occupational discrimination.

Sword cultivators despise magic cultivators. Magic cultivators think that sword cultivators are short-lived, and at the same time, they despise body cultivators even more, thinking that they are just a bunch of barbarians.

There is a contempt chain for combat professions, and so do logistics professions. Among the many logistics professions, the formation master is at the top of the contempt chain because it requires extraordinary intelligence, but it is also the most difficult to achieve.

Then came the alchemists and weapon refiners, who looked down on each other.

At the lowest end of the logistics profession are the spiritual plant husbands.

From the fact that other logistic professions are called "Master" and the spiritual plant husband is called "Husband", we can understand the contempt that many cultivators have for the spiritual plant husband.

Logically speaking, food is the most important thing for people, and even if the status of a spiritual farmer who makes a living by planting is not respected, it should still be very important.

However, that was the normal world. This world respected the immortal cultivators, and the immortal cultivators emphasized fasting and eating air. Not to mention the high-level immortal cultivators, even the intermediate ones no longer eat. This left the spiritual plant husband with little room to use.

Therefore, in the Taoist temple, only those with the lowest talent, the fourth and fifth grade spiritual roots, would "choose" the profession of spiritual plant husband.

The lack of talent has prevented the development of spiritual plant husbands, and the situation of this profession has become increasingly worse.

A second-class spiritual root is already considered a genius in the Snow Lake Territory. He can choose from many professions, whether it is a dashing swordsman, or a respected alchemist or weapon refiner, he can join.

In this case, it is very strange that Zhong Cang took the initiative to choose a spiritual plant husband, and it is almost the first case of a Taoist temple opening a mountain gate.

Therefore, everyone was particularly puzzled.

The old man with white hair and beard couldn't bear to see Zhong Cang waste his talent, so he tried to persuade him.

"Why do you want to be a spiritual plant husband? Don't you know that spiritual plant husbands are farmers?"

Zhong Cang felt the old man's kindness, but he had his reasons for choosing. In other words, he chose the spiritual plant husband because he could best display his talents after owning the spiritual land.

However, he couldn't explain this matter openly, so Zhong Cang could only smile innocently and said, "I chose it because I knew it was for farming. Three generations of my ancestors were farmers, and I love farming the most."

"...You can choose Alchemy or Magic as your major, and take up farming as a hobby."

"No, no, I just like farming. I want to be a spiritual plant husband for the rest of my life."

"You, alas..."

After finding that Zhong Cang could not be persuaded no matter what, the old man sighed helplessly and could only let Zhong Cang, a genius with second-class spiritual roots, choose spiritual plant husband as his major.

When everything was done, Zhong Cang walked down from the platform with a sigh of relief.

Then, he discovered that the group of people who surrounded him because of his second-class spiritual root talent all left him after they found out that he chose spiritual plant husbandry as his major.

The originally flattering expression disappeared, and what was left was only regret, sigh and...contempt.

Obviously, they felt that they, who chose other professions, were stronger and more noble than Zhong Cang, the spiritual plant husband.

Zhong Cang felt this attitude, but he remained firm in his heart and had no intention of compromising or changing.

……

After Zhong Cang, the career choices on the stage continued. Not surprisingly, except for him, who had second-class spiritual roots and chose to be a spiritual plant husband, the other cultivators with second and third-class spiritual roots all chose to be sword cultivators, physical cultivators, magic cultivators, or weapon refiners and alchemists.

Even among those with fourth-grade spiritual roots, not many chose to be spiritual plant husbands. Due to insufficient numbers, Qin Xiuye, the vice-president of the Taoist Academy, had to let everyone draw lots. Whoever was unlucky enough to draw the lot would have to become a spiritual plant husband.

As for those with fifth-grade spiritual roots, most of them were assigned the job of spiritual plant husband.

When the more than one hundred new disciples of the Taoist Academy had all chosen their major professions, Qin Xiuye ​​also stood on the podium and began to give instructions to everyone.

"Soon your Taoist master will take you to your respective training places. Starting tomorrow, you will attend classes at the Taoist temple in the morning, and in the afternoon, you will practice in your respective academies."

At this point, Qin Xiuye's tone suddenly turned serious: "But remember one thing, you are not yet considered to have entered the Dao Palace. Within a hundred days, you must pass the assessments of the Daoist Academy and your respective colleges before you can be considered to have entered the Dao Palace. Otherwise, after a hundred days, you will all be expelled from the Daoist Palace, and all the resources you have used for cultivation over the past few days must be returned!"

These words made everyone's heart tighten, and Zhong Cang was no exception, but soon, something happened that made him speechless.

"The assessment time for others is 365 days, and the assessment time for the Spiritual Plant Husband is days. If you lack confidence in yourself, you can transfer to the Spiritual Plant Husband."

"..."

Zhong Cang didn't know what to say after being treated so differently.

……

Qin Xiuye ​​left after giving some instructions, and not long after he left, the major branches of Xuehu Taoist Academy also sent people to pick him up.

No one knew who came to pick up Zhong Cang from other branches, but from their Lingzhifu branch, the dean came personally to pick him up.

The dean of the Lingzhifu branch is Zhou Sheng, an old man who looks like an old farmer.

What made Zhong Cang raise his eyebrows was that the dean, who looked like an old farmer, not only came by himself, but also brought several... ox carts.

Yes, it’s just an ox and a simple flatbed ox cart.

When Zhong Cang looked at the ox carts curiously, Dean Zhou Sheng spoke.

"Everyone get in the car, it's time to go."

Upon hearing this, the group of Taoist children who chose this profession, or were assigned to the profession of spiritual plant husband, did not move immediately, but all looked at Zhong Cang.

This action represented one thing: they regarded Zhong Cang as their senior brother. Without any competition, he immediately became everyone's recognized senior brother. This was not surprising.

After all, in the early stages of cultivation, spiritual roots are used to judge a cultivator's ability. In the Spiritual Plant Branch, apart from Zhong Cang's second-class spiritual roots, the strongest one has fourth-class spiritual roots, and there is not even a third-class one.

With such a huge generation gap, others naturally didn't dare to compete with Zhong Cang.

As for contempt... People who choose other professions dare to look down on Zhong Cang, but they don't dare to do so if they have the same profession.

"Let's all take the bus."

After realizing that he had become the eldest brother of this generation, Zhong Cang did not refuse and was the first to get on an ox cart.

After he left, others got on the bus one after another.

After finding that everyone was seated, Zhou Sheng whistled and the group of scalpers started moving, pulling Zhong Cang and others towards their own academy.

However, although they were heading towards their own academy, none of the Taoist children, except Zhong Cang, showed any anticipation, and everyone looked a little lifeless.

And when they found that the ox cart had pulled them out of the elegant Taoist temple and arrived at a remote and desolate place, the atmosphere among the Taoist children became even more heavy.

When they arrived at their destination and saw the specific conditions of their branch, one of the female Taoist children even cried out "Wow" and burst into tears.

Zhong Cang understood the reason, and even he himself was speechless about Ling Zhifu's branch.

When he arrived at the destination, the first thing that caught Zhong Cang's eyes was a simple village with the sounds of chickens crowing, dogs barking, cows, horses, pigs and sheep.

There are farmlands around the village, and a group of monks wearing simple Taoist robes are plowing and sowing in the fields.

These actions make Ling Zhifu more like an old farmer than a cultivator.

More importantly, they are also spiritual plant husbands, and the current situation can almost be said to be their future.

You have to know that when they found out that they had spiritual roots and could practice Taoism, the group of little Taoist children at that moment were all imagining that they could fly with swords from the sky, call the wind and rain, and chat and laugh with the powerful and wealthy.

Such a free and beautiful fantasy and the reality of being busy in the mud create a huge psychological gap for them.

It is no surprise that this gap makes some people cry.

……

Zhou Sheng noticed that many of his disciples were crying, but he didn't scold them or stop them. He waited until they had cried enough before he kindly comforted them, "Alright, don't be sad. No matter what, you are still stronger than ordinary people. If you are lucky and have forged a foundation in the Dao, you can live to be almost 150 years old, while ordinary people die of old age in their 70s or 80s."

"Don't think it's a bad thing that you can't choose other professions. Those professions are indeed strong, but their requirements are also high. Just wait. Every year, there are many people in other branches who fail the assessment. On the contrary, in our Lingzhifu branch, very few are rejected."

"However, just because expulsions are rare doesn't mean they don't happen. So, you still have to pay attention to the Dao Palace assessments... Xuehu, or any Daoist academy in the world, doesn't keep idle people."

After a pause to give the Taoist children a break, the old Taoist Zhou Sheng continued:
"They will tell you about the Dao Palace's assessment tomorrow. I will focus on telling you about our branch's assessment."

"This assessment is very simple. All you have to do is rent one acre of spiritual land near the village, plant spiritual rice, harvest it once a year, and then hand in 300 kilograms of spiritual rice. That will complete the first year's assessment."

"..."

This kind of assessment method also left Zhong Cang completely speechless.

"They really treat us like farmers."

Although he noticed that the Spirit Plant Husband was being looked down upon, the current situation actually suited Zhong Cang's wishes. Therefore, he was the first to raise his hand and said, "Dean, can I choose a place now?"

"Also, can I plant more land?"

Zhou Sheng had never seen such enthusiasm at the Spiritual Plant Academy, so he was stunned for a moment before saying, "Anything is fine. There are plenty of spiritual wastelands around, but I don't recommend choosing too many. Planting spiritual rice in spiritual fields isn't as simple as you think. It consumes a lot of mana and is very complicated. For the first six months, I wouldn't even recommend you cultivate it yourself. You don't have enough mana to properly care for the spiritual rice. Planting it rashly will only lower your rating and cost you money—spiritual rice seeds are expensive."

"You can rent more spiritual land, but for every acre you rent, you will have to pay an extra 300 kilograms of spiritual rice. I don't recommend you do this."

"According to my opinion, it would be best for you to help the brothers who are staying here for the first six months and get familiar with how to farm. In the second half of the year, when you have cultivated your magic power, you can complete your own tasks."

As Zhou Sheng finished speaking, a group of simply dressed senior brothers ran over.

"Brother, come to me, I will teach you wholeheartedly."

"Come to my place, I provide food and accommodation..."

"I have a good understanding of the Little Cloud and Rain Technique. It would be best if you could practice with me!"

A group of senior brothers were fighting for it enthusiastically. This scene made Zhong Cang feel a little strange at first, but then he heard a joyful voice, and that voice made Zhong Cang roll his eyes.

"Huh... finally some laborers have arrived. With them helping me plow the fields, my life will be much easier from now on."

Zhong Cang: "So they're using us as coolies."

Without following other brothers to work together and after declining invitations from several people, Zhong Cang came alone to the outermost part of the desolate spiritual field and looked at the big tree that seemed a little bleak in the cold wind.

As his palm touched the tree, some gentle and slow messages also entered Zhong Cang's mind.

This is the language of plants, which allows Zhong Cang to communicate with flowers, plants, trees and other plants in nature.

It was this ability that made Zhong Cang choose the profession of spiritual plant husband.

Of course, the reason why he chose Lingzhifu was not just the language of plants.

"Heart of Oak, unfold!"

As Zhong Cang gave the order in his heart, with a "buzz" sound, something that looked like a game data panel suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Cang.

And on that panel, there was a series of messages.

[Real name: Zhong Cang]

[Age: fifteen]

[Occupation: Druid]

[Level: Level 1 (81/100)]

[Professional Abilities: Plant Language, Meditation, Natural Knowledge, Nature Affinity]

[Spell: Godberry]

　P.S. Let me explain why I choose my profession right after entering school. I will explain it later. This is a conspiracy by the aristocratic world against the students of the Taoist Academy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)