Chapter 301: The precious land of Xuanxiao Peak and a large number of second-level spiritual plants!
On Xuanxiao Peak, there are more than 300 mu of second-level spiritual fields, and at the foot of the mountain there are 2,000 mu of first-level spiritual fields.
As the immortal peak with the most resources and the greatest potential besides the main peak, its status and strength are naturally incomparable.
Even after the demise of Qingyang Sect, it attracted a large number of casual cultivators from the surrounding area.
After all, apart from the second-level spiritual fields, the speed of the second-level spiritual veins alone is much faster.
At the foot of the mountain, the spiritual rice sways in the wind, and the fragrance of rice enters the nose with the wind.
More than 3,000 mu of spiritual fields are now all planted with improved giant bone spiritual rice. Nearly 100 spiritual planters who used to work in various markets have only felt that the world has changed in the past few years.
No one rides on their heads and shouts at them anymore. In addition to handing over part of the spiritual rice, they can even keep part for themselves. As time goes by, these people not only do not miss the Qingyang Sect that once gave them shelter, but also applaud.
Over time, these spiritual plant husbands also began to call themselves disciples of Shennong Sect...
"Old Yang, how is the harvest this year?" The man who spoke was dressed in green. He was middle-aged, but his figure was still plump due to his practice.
Yang Zhengcai raised his head and looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman who came to visit him. He looked at her with a pair of lustful eyes and said, "What wind brought you here? It's great! I'm afraid that these thirty acres of land can harvest five or six thousand kilograms."
Gu Shimin threw a coquettish look, took a few steps forward and came to her side. She grabbed a handful of freshly fried spiritual rice in her hand and said while eating, "I heard that the village chiefs had a quarrel some time ago. Is this true?"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhengcai's face changed immediately. He hurriedly looked around and made sure that there was no one around. After whispering, "Shh! How can we discuss this matter! It's all the adults' business!"
However, Gu Shimin suddenly laughed, and her laughter was shaking, which made Old Yang distracted.
"Old Yang, what era is this? Qingyang Sect is long gone! Those few outsiders are still counting on us to farm. What are you worried about?"
"That's not something you can say!"
"I'm going to Xuanxiao Peak. Do you want to come with me?" Gu Shimin finally told her the purpose of her visit.
"Ah? What are you...what are you going to do?"
"I've encountered a bottleneck in my practice of the "Remaining Sun Sword Technique" and I want to go up and ask for advice." The other party licked his lips as he spoke, and Yang Zhengcai couldn't control himself.
The Qingyang Sect was destroyed, and the market was also abandoned and dilapidated. There was no more Wenxiang Pavilion for people to entertain.
Although these spiritual plant husbands have a higher status, they are also more bored.
"I...I'd better forget it."
Although the other party repeatedly exudes feminine charm, she still can't muster up the courage to face several foundation-building masters.
However, Gu Shimin doesn't think so.
She pulled the other party's arm and stuffed it into her chest. Under the roundness of the ravages, the spiritual plant husband who has been farming for decades finally couldn't hold back.
"Let's go...let's go back to the house...back to the house."
Gu Shimin smiled and twisted her body, "No, there's no one around anyway, why not stay here, it's more exciting."
"Okay, okay..."
As soon as the second "Okay" came out, Yang Zhengcai's voice stopped abruptly.
The two people stiffened at the same time, put on the clothes they had taken off one by one, and then walked through the rice fields woodenly, all the way to the deserted and dilapidated market.
After a stick of incense.
The controlled Gu Shimin and Yang Zhengcai came to Chen Mo.
Behind him, a terrifying snake demon hovered, and the deep red scales gave people a bloodthirsty feeling.
But these two people will not feel fear for the time being.
"Hong Daoyou, are there only these two people around?" Chen Mo looked at the two people in front of him. Judging from their appearance, they were almost exactly the same as him in his early years.
"No, there are many more. But these two people are about to do something dirty, I can't stand it, so I found them." The red snake demon is still so principled.
Chen Mo shrugged, not commenting on the other party's bad taste.
After a brief inquiry, the two people said almost the same thing as the two foundation-building cultivators.
The more than 3,000 acres of spiritual fields at the foot of the mountain were cultivated by this group of people. When Chen Mo heard that there were more than 200 acres of second-level spiritual fields on Xuanxiao Peak, he felt a kind of uncontrollable joy in his heart.
Now that he has reached the foundation-building stage, he naturally looks down on the first-level spiritual fields.
No matter how much he planted, it would only be spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables. With his extremely high spiritual planting talent, only a hundred acres would be enough to supply them!
And now, the second-level spiritual fields are what he most urgently and most desires!
"Fellow Daoist Hong, I have to trouble you again." Chen Mo turned around and looked at the monster behind him who had been living together for several years, and said.
"No problem."
Under the guidance of the two spiritual plant husbands, one man and one snake quietly passed through large tracts of spiritual fields.
The giant bone spiritual rice on both sides is growing well. Even Chen Mo, who has been planting for so many years, can't help but praise it.
"Shennong Sect is still strong!"
He sighed.
Even though the two Shennong Sect disciples he met were under the control of the red snake demon, in order to avoid more trouble, Chen Mo did not have "in-depth communication".
In his opinion, he can grow so many spiritual plants all because of his own talent.
But Shennong Sect is different. They are the ones who really have the skills!
As we go up, the spiritual energy around us becomes more and more dense, much stronger than Changge Spirit Pond.
The latter is better than a pool of water, but this place is the real treasure land for cultivation.
After passing through the woods, the group finally arrived at Xuanxiao Peak. At this moment, the red snake demon who was crushing the path behind them suddenly said:
"Two cultivators in the foundation building realm are walking this way."
"Then I'll trouble you."
"Okay."
Before the formation of the pill, the red snake demon's powerful consciousness could control the cultivators in the foundation building realm, but because the gap was not obvious, he could not achieve absolute control.
However, after the snake sheds and forms the pill, his strength has been stimulated by the natural treasures and has reached a higher level!
In the words of the red snake demon, even the cultivators in the golden elixir realm can be affected!
"Go this way."
The group passed through the woods and stood on an open space.
Looking around, there are several high towers around, and various courtyards are lined up one after another, covering the entire fairy peak.
On the top of the mountain, the smoke is lingering, just like a fairyland.
Such a Feng Shui treasure land, Changge Lingchi or Ziyun Peak, are all incomparable.
"I love everything I see!"
Chen Mo laughed at himself, but the next moment his attention was attracted by the spiritual plants in front of him!
"What is this? Seeking Dragon Grass?"
"Rehmannia Secret Grass?!"
"Xianyun Melon?"
He moved quickly, and after recognizing several second-level spiritual plants, he quickly took out the "Spiritual Plant Atlas" he carried with him and compared them while recognizing them.
"Is this the Black Bear Wood?"
"Wait! Is this the Ice Crystal Lotus for refining the Great Recovery Pill?!"
