Resurrection of spiritual energy, I began to cultivate immortals from farming

Chapter 1 Goldfinger is not given at the beginning

The scorching sun scorched the sky, and the cicadas chirped hard.

"Song Ping, one stone from Xianjia Valley, top grade C, counted [-] taels of silver."

"Zhao Yang, two stones of Lingdao, top quality, 200 taels of silver."

"..."

At the bottom of the pergola, there was an old man in black clothes, wearing a jade crown, sitting there and making a quotation in a loud voice, while recording everyone who came up to sell food.

If he had been able to blow air conditioners in his last life, Jiang Tang would definitely eat popsicles in the cool wind, saying that the weather was good and the sun was just right.

But now, he can only wear a bamboo hat for shade, his arms are exposed to the scorching sun, he pushes the wooden cart vigorously, and his eyes are constantly looking forward.

Jiang Tang wiped a sweat.

It was just right to go to his grandfather's scorching sun, and it was very hot.

He was originally a modern college student in another time and space, and when he woke up, he traveled to this alternate world where he could cultivate.

Probably every traversal person has an innate advantage - as soon as they traverse the world of cultivators and ask questions, they can send their golden fingers in the opening world. The peak of life.

And he Jiang Tang is an exception.

Originally, with the complacent mentality of the Chosen Son of Transmigration, he proudly went to Xianmen to participate in the entry-level spiritual root test.

The ideal is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

The harsh reality hit him head on.

He is the most useless root of miscellaneous spirits. He can't even carry out the basic cultivation of qi into the body, not to mention the soaring of the Dao. It's all other people's business, and it has nothing to do with him.

So Jiang Tang was honorably assigned to the Xianmen handyman disciple and became a farmer.

The peasants of Xianmen plant all the rice that the Xianjia sent down to the mortal world, as well as various spiritual medicines and herbs.This year, Xianmen's food is in short supply, so Jiang Tang's cart is full of Xianjiagu without shelling.

"Hey, little friend, little friend said you, come quickly, there are still people lining up behind." Just as Jiang Tang was sighing, a voice suddenly pulled him back.

Seeing that it was the old man in Moyi who was speaking to him, Jiang Tang then reacted, hurriedly bowed, and pulled the trolley over to taste it with him.

"Jiang Tang, one stone from the Immortal Valley, the highest quality, 500 taels of gold!" After examining it carefully, the black-clothed old man immediately showed satisfaction, nodded approvingly, and then wrote down his notes.

Hearing this, Jiang Tang immediately showed a look of joy.

After three years of honest farming, Jiang Tang is destined to be a farmer at the bottom of the social chain in his life.

As a result, one day, Jiang Tang suddenly discovered that a piece of jade he was wearing on his neck turned out to be Lingtian space.And because of the jade he cultivated, he concluded a contract with it and became the master of this space.

After Jiang Tang entered the space, he found that there was thick fog everywhere, and he could only see the acres of land under his feet, some scattered seeds, and a few scrolls of ancient books.

After turning over the ancient books, Jiang Tang learned that this Lingtian space is a mysterious treasure, and those who are destined can get it.

All kinds of things are born with spiritual energy, and they are all treasures.

The territory of Lingtian is vast, even larger than this continent of Kyushu.And the reason why he could only see one acre of land under his feet was all because of his lack of cultivation.

As long as his cultivation is improved, he can cultivate spiritual fields.

According to ancient books, the reclaimed spiritual fields will be gifted with many unexpected treasures.

baby.

So Jiang Tang planted the seeds in the space under the guidance of ancient books, and watched carefully.

After they grew up, Jiang Tang made medicinal pills according to a recipe in an ancient book, and took the reshaping spirit root, so he was able to inhale Qi into his body and began to cultivate.

And this batch of Xianjiagu is the first batch of crops he planted in the spiritual field.

He planted it with the mentality of giving it a try.

As a result, the seeds in this batch of Phase C have really grown into excellent millet in Phase A that are rich in spiritual energy!
Jiang Tang was completely excited.

This golden finger came a little late, and it is better than waiting for death without eating anything.

"Little friend, this year's farming, you are the best. Farm well, don't be slack." The old man handed a written sign to Jiang Tang and spoke encouragingly.

"Disciple remember." Jiang Tang Zuo bowed, took the sign and hurriedly went to the outer sect deacon to exchange money, leaving the envy of all the handymen disciples.

"Jiang Xiaoyou has been diligent in the past three years. Why don't you report to the sect and apply to join the Lingnong Association?" The deacon gave Jiang Tang a money bag and reminded him kindly.

"What the deacon said is very true. It's just that the disciples are clumsy and don't dare to go to such places to get an axe. It's better to cultivate honestly." Jiang Tang touched his head.

The Lingnong Association was specially organized by Xianmen, and those who can join it will definitely be one of the most powerful people in the future - of course, it does not refer to cultivation, but to their farming, and can get the Xianjia who goes down to the world for inspection. Approved.

It was the first time that he tried to plant in Lingtian. If he joins rashly, if the car overturns in the future, wouldn't it be cool?

After three years of farming, Jiang Tang learned a truth.

Honest duty, plus Gou.

What's more, even though he is on the road of cultivating truth, he is still a person in his bones.

Human fortune.

His goal is not the Lingnong Association - he wants to make a lot of money and make himself rich at the same time as he is cultivating.

After all, money is not everything, and without money, it is absolutely impossible.

Even though this is the world of self-cultivation, the major sects in the mortal world still have to eat, and they also have to support a group of mortal body disciples—so, they also have to make money.

Jiang Tang originally thought that the dream of getting rich was hopeless until the sky fell into space.

After the first wave of receipts, Jiang Tang, who had the idea of ​​becoming rich again, planted the seeds of the spiritual herbs and elixir that he had secretly hidden before in an acre of land.

Now, he just needs to water, pull the grass, practice, and wait for the spiritual grass to grow.

Jiang Tang thought happily as he walked towards the practice room.

He had no idea that the gold he harvested today had already been targeted by some greedy people.

In front of the practice room, Jiang Tang handed over money to the steward disciple on duty, and was about to enter to practice when he was suddenly stopped by a hand.

"Junior Brother Jiang, I was wrapped by Brother Long here, and I asked Junior Brother Jiang to wait for a while." The man grinned, smiled slightly, and turned around to go in.

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows.

He wants to be stubborn, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate bullying.

"Senior Brother Du, I came first to this practice room. I have already paid the money." Jiang Tang stretched out his hand, grabbed the sleeve of the person who came, and opened his lips lightly.

He is the last disciple of this generation, and because of his poor strength, every handyman disciple here is his senior brother.

This fellow is Du Long, a well-known little overlord among the handyman disciples.

He relied on the support of the outer sect to make a fortune among the handyman disciples. He heard that he seemed to have a chance to participate in the entrance examination of the outer sect.

(End of this chapter)