Seeking Immortals

"Woo--"

"What are you crying about... Considering your age, you are almost sixty-three."

Outside the Baiyue River, after Ling Jiao met Li Qing, she wiped her face and wept. Seeing this, Li Qing also felt emotional.

After the Jianwu Emperor's Mausoleum, Li Qing left before returning to Beijing. At that time Ling Jiao was nine years old when she was working as a fake eunuch in Lenggong to practice Rongku Chan Gong and inherit Rongku's mantle.

When I see you again after more than fifty years, Li Qing has gray hair all over her head, but Ling Jiao has retained her old appearance because of her good looks.

Only the appearance of the head remains unchanged, and the skin on other parts of the body will age as well.

Li Qing has never seen Ling Jiao when she grew up, but she has seen Ling Jiao's portrait.

"Woo...Master Ruoshui, I just think it's so difficult to cultivate an immortal." Ling Jiao said aggrievedly.

"It's okay, this is not an era of seeking longevity. Cultivating immortals is difficult, not to mention you, and it is the same with other people. Why don't you look at those cultivators who crawled out of their graves, and tell us about your experiences over the years." Li Qing said comfortingly.

Ling Jiao waited for a long time before she calmed down and slowly talked about the past.

"I went north..."

Ling Jiao's experiences in the past, as she narrated, slowly emerged in Li Qing's mind.

It turned out that Ling Jiao went north to look for Li Qing, and after meeting the innate master named Ruoshui, she found out that it was not Li Qing himself, so she planned to return to Daqian.

However, the man said that there is a world of cultivating immortals in Bingfeng Country, and invited Ling Jiao to join.

Ling Jiao's search for Li Qing is only one thing, and she has a heart of seeking immortality and asking questions, so she stays for a while.

After entering, Ling Jiao discovered that it was not the world of cultivating immortals at all, it was just a small town of cultivating families, dominated by the royal family of Bingfeng Kingdom.

Nafang City, like Baiyuefang today, grows Tuyuan Lingmi to help practice, but the quality is not as good as Baiyuefang.

After Ling Jiao ate the Lingmi, her cultivation speed increased significantly.

This feeling is especially wonderful.

Together with Cultivating Immortals, Ling Jiao seems to have magical powers to attract Ling Jiao to plant Lingmi, at the price of life force.

"Back then, I asked the White Lotus Sect to go to Bingfeng Country to find you, and found that there were many innate masters in Bingfeng Country, but their lifespans were generally not long, and the reason was to grow Lingmi." Li Qing suddenly realized.

Ling Jiao said bitterly: "The royal family of the Ice Maple Kingdom has a few spiritual roots, and they cultivate martial arts masters for free in the form of a contract, and then allow them to live in the world for more than ten years. Lingmi pays off the debt."

"I have my own spiritual roots, so I don't need to sign a contract. To grow spiritual rice, I only need to buy rice seeds and pay some rent. My cultivation base has risen extremely fast, and I have worked harder to grow spiritual rice. My cultivation base has broken through the fifth level of Qi refining all the way."

"It's just that after the fifth level of Qi refining, the quality of the required spiritual rice needs to be improved, and I don't have much life left. If I continue to plant it, I can only die, so I don't plant it anymore. Later, I activate spells from time to time, and the damage is not enough to make up for it. In order to slip down to the fourth level of Qi Refining today."

"The royal family of Ice Maple Kingdom has Fangshi, why do they still join Baiyuefang, wouldn't it be beautiful to grow their own?" Li Qing asked.

"They can't compare to Baiyuefang. Regardless of the rice variety, planting experience, and scale, they are not as good as here. In addition, Wang Ruhai gave some preferential conditions, so they merged."

Ling Jiao replied: "I also came to my senses only after I heard about the changes in Lancang Mountain. I didn't grow Lingmi anymore. After so many years, I thought Master Ruoshui, you would die, so I didn't look for it again."

"You, you're still in the barrier of cultivating immortals, but it's only natural." Li Qing could understand Ling Jiao's journey of farming, and put himself in his shoes. If he didn't have a stele of immortality, he might also fall into the vicious circle of farming.

Ling Jiao glanced at her mouth: "Is there any way, my master died early, and Master Ran Bing only took me for five years, no one taught me."

Li Qing: "..."

Li Qing continued: "It's not too late to wake up now. If you are cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao, you will be alone and have no husband or children. You will not live forever. There is no big difference between living 80 years and 120 years old."

"Like a flying eagle, he has a big family, so I advise him to just care for his grandchildren and take care of him for the rest of his life."

Ling Jiao smiled, "Master Ruoshui doesn't need to comfort me. In fact, I have already thought it through. When I heard that the immortal cultivator crawled out of the grave, I felt that my life-saving experience in farming and seeking immortality was nothing. Compared with them, I'm a happy man."

"They have been sleeping for more than two thousand years, and when they were awakened by someone, they cut off their chances of immortality. It is really pitiful."

"I just saw you, an elder, after many years, and I just wanted to tell you."

When Ling Jiao was young, she wanted to argue with Li Qing about eunuchs and maids, but now she has no such intentions.

"That's good." Li Qing nodded.

He was very happy to see his old friend.

Nowadays, there are not many who can be called old friends.

With Ling Jiao leading the way, Li Qing also formally walked into the Baiyue River.

Li Qing mentioned the purpose of this trip from time to time.

Ling Jiao shook her head after hearing this: "Baiyue Fang has only been established for more than ten years, and everyone is very poor. Apart from growing Lingmi, other businesses are not easy to do."

Along the way, the appearance of Baiyuefang gradually came into Li Qing's eyes.

Over the years, Linghu remains the same.

Baiyuefang was built on the old site of Fang City in the past. The center is a dense building area covering an area of ​​one mile. Outside the building area is a square area neatly delineated with nine horizontal lines and nine vertical lines.

There are seventy-five squares in total, and each square is a Lingmi planting area.

At the outermost edge of the grid, there is faintly surrounded by the aura of the formation.

This is also the remnant formation of Fangshi from the past, and it should be reset after some repairs by Wang Ruhai.

Li Qing stopped at a Lingmi planting area.

This is a planting area with about five acres of land. There is a Lingtai at five locations in the east, west, north, south, and middle. Inside the Lingtai, there is a first-level Qi Refining monk practicing the Five Elements Kung Fu.

In addition, there are two martial arts masters walking in the fields with hoes in their hands, weeding and removing insects, so as to prevent these debris from competing for the hard-won aura.

There are also three qi refining monks running around in the fields, staring at the spiritual rice plants with all their attention, and exhaling at the spiritual rice plants they are staring at from time to time.

There are a total of ten people working in a planting area.

Li Qing was speechless.

Ling Jiao explained from the side: "The same is true for farming, and we must cooperate. The five people in the Lingtai are the masters of Lingzhi, and they are using their life force to attract the five elements to gather spirits. The one with the hoe is the husband of Lingzhi."

"With a combination of seven people, you can secure a piece of spiritual land with the basic income of inferior spiritual rice."

"As for the three people who exhale, they are spiritual planters. They gather spirits of some mutated spiritual rice to help them evolve. There is a chance to grow medium or high-grade spiritual rice."

"How is the harvest calculated?" Li Qing asked.

"Spiritual fields are counted as spiritual plant owners. Since these five people are 30-year contract workers, not only spiritual seeds and leasing fees are counted, five acres of spiritual fields, five people can keep half of their income, and the rest will be handed over to the Fangfang City." Ling Jiao Road.

"Just half of it?" Li Qing was surprised. This is pure free labor, and the five people still share half of it, and they have to pay Ling Zhifu and Ling Zhi teacher.

"Half of it is almost the same. The price of spiritual seeds is high, and the market protects the safety of spiritual fields. We rent spiritual fields for scattered cultivators, and we only keep 30% of the income."

"How much life will they lose in that year?" Li Qing asked again.

"According to the situation, each piece of spiritual field requires the master of the spiritual plant to gather the spirit for three hours a day. Calculated in this way, one year will be reduced by one year of life. Three years will be lost."

Li Qing heard that silently, he was really a capitalist who cannibalize people without spit out bones.