Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 403 Spirit Seed

Pei Xia felt a sense of helplessness, like Spider-Man discovering his superpowers had failed the moment he jumped off a roof.

Just as you're about to apply for takeoff, your plane crashes.

The next morning, the sect members got up as usual. After breakfast, they saw Pei Xia sitting on the steps below the mountain gate with Feng Yao, staring blankly at the green mountains outside the mountain.

As dawn broke, Pei Xia tried again, but still couldn't enter the Jade Palace, which made him somewhat disheartened.

Unable to contact Han Youzhi, the Spirit Seed is gone, the sect system is gone, and everything else is gone too.

How did that happen?

As Pei Xia sighed deeply, footsteps sounded behind her.

Zhou Tian walked over carrying his fishing rod.

He caught sight of Pei Xia and kicked his butt in an annoyed tone: "Get out of the way, you're blocking the way."

Pei Xia moved aside, letting Zhou Tian see the expression on his face. The old man grinned and said, "Don't give me that look, kid. Just you wait and see. I'm sure I'll catch a big fish today. Let that cook on the mountain wait for me!"

After saying that, the short man hopped and skipped down the mountain.

Pei Xia watched his retreating figure, and then suddenly slapped her thigh: "Forget it, it won't be any worse than before!"

At his age, Zhou Tian is destined to have a sword, yet he still manages to avoid thinking about those upsetting things every day.

Why should I be depressed and sad here? Can things be any harder than when I was first dug out of Tianbao Mountain?
We'll write our own rules and regulations!
We're short of pills, ask Li Qing for some!
If you don't have any spirit seeds, ask Li Qing for some!
We're short-staffed, let's ask Li Qing for more!
What's there to be ashamed of? Didn't you insist that I be the lord of this lousy mountain? So you have to support me!
“Even if you ask her, she might not have it.” Feng Yao blinked and looked at him.

If Li Qing truly had an unlimited supply of pills, she would have had tens of thousands of refinement leaders under her command long ago. Even now, she has less than a thousand refinement leaders, all of whom are elites.

Forget about spirit seeds. Apart from Pei Xia, who would be so idle as to make such an attempt in Qinzhou? It's obvious they won't survive.

As for manpower... in a sense, supporting Pei Xia in opening a branch in the shipping company was already Li Qing's help.

Pei Xia understood, of course, that they were just shouting a slogan to boost their morale.

There wasn't a proper kitchen on the mountain yet; the shed was the first one set up. The chubby cook who had come up the mountain earlier had already prepared breakfast under the shed. After everyone had eaten, they were now getting busy.

Yesterday, with everyone's concerted efforts, the foundation for the new terraced house was almost finished. Today, the main task is to compact it.

The group had clearly gained some experience; too many people, with only a limited number of tools, wouldn't be of much help even if they were all gathered together.

As a cultivator and relatively older, Cao Hua naturally took the initiative to assign some people to go to the back mountain to cut down trees with axes.

When making beams from wood, as long as they are thick enough, even if there are small cracks, it usually won't have much of an impact. However, it's good to prepare in advance and let them air dry for a while.

As for the present, there are still building materials collected from the ruins that can be used, which saves a lot of effort.

What pleased Pei Xia most was that many people followed the bricklayer, learning from him and occasionally asking him for advice.

That's good. These kinds of skills are taught while working. You learn and practice at the same time. Even if you don't become a master craftsman, you can learn the basics and use them for future expansions on the mountain.

Feng Yao stood on tiptoe, craned her neck to observe, and turned to Pei Xia, saying, "It seems we can't help either."

Pei Xia nodded: "Let's go take a look over at the fields."

The cultivators who died in the battle of Jiangcheng Mountain had paved a total of one and a half acres of land. Pei Xia had already used this land to grow rice, and the results were excellent. The essence of the refinement of the head is not just a simple fertilizer. The rice can be harvested in just one month, and the quality is exceptionally plump.

Last time it was just for seed saving, but this time Pei Xia planted the entire acre and a half.

When he arrived with Feng Yao, people were already busy in the fields.

Because of the fire, not only do the crops grow quickly, but the grass also grows very fast, requiring people to clear it every day.

Pei Xia called out, "Yin Shan!" A young man in his early twenties looked up from the field.

This man was one of the first refugees Pei Xia selected to come up the mountain, and he was also the only father among the three people with children. His name was Yin Shan.

Having children and worries makes one more reliable when it comes to work; this principle applies to all times and cultures.

Especially after this month, convinced that the mountain village could provide a good life for his daughter, Yin Shan worked incredibly hard.

Based on this, Pei Xia entrusted him with the management of this important field.

Actually, he didn't know much about farming. Apart from a few special instructions, most of the time he just led people to weed every day. It can only be said that the first field didn't require too much effort.

Hearing Pei Xia call him, Yin Shan jogged up from the field and bowed respectfully: "Mountain Lord".

Compared to when he first came up the mountain, his complexion was much rosier, and he looked more robust under his old cotton-padded clothes.

Pei Xia gestured towards the field with her chin: "How many crops can we grow this time?"

Yin Shan didn't really have a concept of rice yield; he could only estimate it roughly based on the weight of the previous batch of ears: "Three thousand catties."

Pei Xia couldn't help but click her tongue in disapproval.

This acre and a half of land is enough to feed a hundred people.

"How's the planning for the new fields behind the mountain going?" Pei Xia asked again.

Yin Shan wasn't very confident about this: "I picked a few plots of land as you suggested and planted some vegetables. They've only just started to sprout recently, so we'll have to keep an eye on them."

As more and more people live on the mountain, the grain in the granary will only decrease as it is consumed. In addition to this first field for refining grain, there will definitely be more food production.

Furthermore, Pei Xia doesn't intend to use this precious land only for growing rice.

"The one I asked you to look after before..." Pei Xia looked at him.

Yin Shan immediately bowed his head: "This way, Mountain Lord."

Yin Shan led Pei Xia down into the field, walking along the edge until they turned to an inconspicuous corner on the inside.

Leaning against a large rock outside the field, a clump of unusual "rice" grows in that corner.

The rice stalks are jade white, unlike the golden rice stalks around them that have already drooped their ears; the grains are just beginning to sprout from the tips of the stalks.

Moreover, the outer husk of this millet is not golden, but a deep purplish-red.

Pei Xia didn't speak, but after closely examining the tassels, she let out a long sigh.

As long as it can produce ears of grain, that's fine.

This thing is indeed rice, and it was originally planted by Han Youzhi in his cave while Pei Xia was in seclusion. It was called "Lingguan Seed".

It has little medicinal property and cannot be used for alchemy, so it naturally does not require spiritual energy to enhance it.

Most of these are from powerful sects, used as meals for their juniors who haven't yet entered the sect. They believe that these meals can improve their physical condition to some extent and help them in their future spiritual practice.

The spiritual plants and seeds needed to refine the Yangchun Pill are currently unavailable, but these spiritual seeds are themselves grain seeds, and Pei Xia has quite a few in his jade pendant. He tried planting some using the first refinement field.

He had given this to Feng Yao before. Although it was not as good as the jade ginseng, it was still an excellent food supplement.

Moreover, looking at its ears of grain, although it's not as exaggerated as when it's grown with diluted, foul water, with thousands of grains per ear, it's still no worse than ordinary rice, just that its growth is relatively slower.

As long as it grows!

With Yuqiong unable to connect with the Jade Palace, Pei Xia desperately needs some good news to boost her confidence!
(End of this chapter)