Chapter 67: Continue to be a spiritual plant husband
Opportunity!
This may be Chen Mo's only chance.
He held his breath and stared, devoting himself to the breeding of Qi.
With his current proficiency, as long as no one cuts his neck with a knife, there is no way anything will go wrong.
Soon, ten kilograms of spiritual rice were transformed one by one.
"This is five taels of spiritual seeds." Chen Mo brought the spiritual seeds he had bred to Cui Ji.
The other party checked it, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, come with me!"
After that, he turned around and left.
Song Yunxi stepped forward, hugged Chen Mo's shoulders, and whispered, "This matter scared me."
"Thank you, Brother Song!"
Chen Mo clasped his hands and thanked him sincerely.
If it weren't for the other party, he would have to go to the Immortal Cave in two days. At that time, all his efforts over the years would come to nothing!
"No way! What's the relationship between us? We've been to the Wenxiang Pavilion together. In a moment..."
"Breeder, I'm a breeder too!"
"Me too!"
In the crowd, someone among the spiritual plant husbands who had just witnessed that scene shouted out eagerly.
Perhaps, this is their only hope!
Seven or eight spiritual plant husbands surrounded him and blocked Cui Ji's way.
The manager of the Niu Mansion frowned with dissatisfaction! These lowly guys actually dared to block his way?
Don't you want to live?
"Breeder? What's your seeding rate?"
"One... one hundred to one."
"Get lost!" Cui Ji glared with anger and shouted in a deep voice.
"I'm eighty to one!"
"I'm also eighty to one!"
"I'm seventy!"
"I'm sixty!"
Cui Ji was annoyed by the chirping of birds, "If any of you can produce 20 to one seeds like him, I'll take him away!"
"Two... twenty to one?" The one who shouted one hundred first was suddenly speechless.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Where does he get so much spiritual rice to practice the art of crossing the air?"
For a moment, the eyes of these spiritual plant husbands looking at Chen Mo were full of doubt.
They worked hard to save a little spiritual rice every year, which was used to practice the "art of crossing the air", just to practice this spell to a small success one day, so as to completely get rid of the identity of spiritual plant husbands and join the market.
But eight or nine years, more than ten years have passed, and now they are only at the entry and proficiency level.
Every step forward requires a lot of spiritual rice to feed!
But how can they have so much!
At this moment, the last ray of light of the spiritual plant husbands who just had the fire of hope in their eyes was completely extinguished.
What awaits them will be an endless abyss and despair!
Cui Ji snorted coldly, then left the side yard with his hands behind his back.
Song Yunxi and Chen Mo followed quickly and finally walked out of the pig cage-like courtyard.
The door of the courtyard was closed.
The hope of life of forty spiritual plant husbands was also closed!
One step away, life and death are set here!
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was extremely fortunate that he had practiced the "Air Transfer Technique" and became a breeder.
Cui Ji led the two to the wing room, spread out the long scroll again, and wiped Chen Mo's name on it with spiritual energy in front of them.
For them, writing or erasing names is just a matter of raising hands.
But if there is no reason, even Niu Fangzhu can't do this!
"Thank you, Manager Cui!" Song Yunxi pulled the corner of Chen Mo's clothes.
"Thank you, Manager Cui!"
"I am just doing things impartially!" Cui Ji looked at Song Yunxi meaningfully.
This matter was considered as selling a favor to the other party.
After all, the other party also had an uncle who served as an elder in Ziyun Peak!
In addition, breeders with a seed rate of more than 30 can be exempted from conscription, which is also something that Ziyun Peak specifically stated.
Therefore, Cui Jidu did not need to alarm the abbot and did it himself!
What's more, the other party was so sensible that he gave him a low-grade spirit stone!
"No way! Manager Cui, my brother Chen and I have both remembered this favor!" Song Yunxi clasped his hands and thanked again.
"Brother?"
"That's right! Brother Chen and I have become sworn brothers!"
Song Yunxi did not shy away from his relationship with Chen Mo.
After this incident, he also understood a truth.
Instead of hiding it, it is better to make it public, which can also be regarded as providing a shelter for Brother Chen!
Of course, it is not himself who is protecting the other party, but the uncle behind him!
Cui Ji looked Chen Mo up and down, then smiled and said: "Okay, okay, if you have any problems in the future, you can come to me at any time!"
If other spiritual plant husbands heard this, it would definitely cause a commotion.
Who is this person in front of him?
He is the steward of the Fangzhu Mansion!
Even if he is not second to none, he can stomp his feet and shake the whole market three times!
"Thank you, Steward Cui! If I bother you in the future, please forgive me."
"No way!"
The three of them exchanged a few words and finally said goodbye to the Fangzhu Mansion.
Chen Mo stepped over the threshold and left the high-ranking courtyard. He suddenly felt a sense of dislocation after surviving a disaster.
Half an hour ago, he was still worried about his safety, but he didn't expect that the crisis would be easily resolved in a blink of an eye.
"Brother Chen, you have turned a disaster into a blessing today. You have met Steward Cui, and it will be easier to move in the market in the future."
Song Yunxi did not intend to tell the other party that he had spent a piece of low-grade spiritual stone.
In his opinion, it was spent!
There was no need to let the other party think about it, or even try to return it to him.
"Brother Song! It's all because of your kindness!"
Chen Mo knew very well that the other party let him go and even said that because he was giving Song Yunxi face.
"Haha, in that case, why don't we go to Wenxiang Pavilion for a drink?"
"Okay! How about I treat you today?"
Chen Mo still has 24 taels of spiritual sand, which is enough for just one night!
"Okay! I won't be polite to you today!"
Song Yunxi laughed loudly without any excuses.
The two came to Wenxiang Pavilion side by side.
This is Chen Mo's third time to this place, but today he feels that things have changed.
Hongyan, who used to stand at the door to invite guests, is not there.
When he walked in, he saw a group of beautiful girls sitting in the hall, chatting and practicing, and there were almost no guests.
The incident at Ziyun Peak also affected them.
The casual cultivators were all driven away, or fled, so who would come to patronize?
The bored crowd listened to the footsteps and immediately raised their heads and looked over.
It was normal when they saw Song Yunxi.
But when Yuxi saw Chen Mo, her eyes were full of doubts, and when she looked at Hongyan, she was also a little surprised.
"Isn't he a spiritual plant husband?" Yuxi asked.
Just now, the two of them were still talking about the interesting spiritual plant husband who might be unavoidable to be called up, and whether he could come back alive was still unknown.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the other person stood in front of them!
"Is he an ordinary spiritual plant husband?" Hongyan asked back.
Now he has stood up and greeted him with a smile.
