My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 209 Hundred Intent Spiritual Light Technique

At the foot of the short mountain, there are rice fields with yellow buds.

Despite the harvest already being completed, the yellow rice plants remain lush and green.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound, like bees flapping their wings.

A gray cloud of insects fell into the yellow rice field.

Wherever it passed, the sturdy, stick-like plants instantly turned into a patch of damp, green dust that fell to the ground.

The scent of fresh grass permeated the fields.

In the middle of the swarm of insects, an elderly man in his fifties, wearing a black cloak, was slowly moving forward.

He carried a huge, half-human-sized black pottery urn on his back, and wherever he went, that gray cloud of insects flew there as well.

"Never seen this before, have you?" Old Hao squatted on the ground, puffing on his cigarette.

"Tsk tsk, this is quite an eye-opener." Chen Mu, who was also squatting on the ground, observed the insect swarm's work with great interest.

After the yellow sprout rice is harvested, the plants also need to be treated.

The old man carrying the black pottery vessel is the professional who handles the plants in the lower courtyard.

All the resilient plants were crushed and returned to the field by the gray cloud of insects.

In the previous life, this was achieved using large agricultural machinery; in the other world, a method for dealing with insects has been developed.

"We have to thank Supervisor Song for this," Old Hao said with a smile.

Chen Mu understood, recalling the red insect cloud from that night.

He thought to himself that this supervisor was truly an expert in controlling insects.

"How did you handle it before?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

"We can't burn it, that would damage the earth's spiritual energy. What else can we do but shave it off?" Old Hao said calmly, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

"cut?"

“Yes, use a knife or sword to cut it.” Old Hao’s expression was cryptic.

Chen Mu squinted and couldn't help but chuckle.

Most of the farmers here are from outside Jiapo.

They were all once great heroes of the martial arts world, skilled in swordsmanship and knife techniques, capable of killing countless people.

But here... using superb swordsmanship to cut down the crops?
This feeling is quite peculiar.

……

Two quarters of an hour later.

Chen Mu handed the old man a cloth bag: "Old Zhang, please keep this safe. This is fifteen catties of yellow sprout rice."

The other party opened the package, grabbed a handful of items, examined them briefly, and nodded to Chen Mu with a smile.

After chatting with Mr. Hao for a few minutes, I left in a hurry.

"This year's job isn't easy either." Old Hao said, smoking a cigarette as he followed Chen Mu toward the low hill.

"The yellow rice has been eaten up by green beetles, so if we want to earn this money, we have to travel to more and farther places than in previous years."

"How much will the lower house give them?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

"It seems to be one white jade coin for every two hundred acres of land." Old Hao thought for a moment and said, "This work can only be done during this period of time. If we work non-stop for five or six days, we can probably get four or five white jade coins."

"But you have to know how to raise insects."

"If someone dies or gets injured, we'll have to pay compensation."

"If a novice takes on this job, they're basically working for free."

"It's so difficult, how long will it take to save enough money to buy the secret technique?" Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.

"Saving money to buy a secret technique? That shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Old Hao looked at Chen Mu with a puzzled expression.

"Let me calculate it for you."

“In the lower courtyard, the minimum rental area for growing yellow sprout rice is ten acres.”

"For land ranging from ten to twenty mu, the rent is only half."

"If you rent twenty acres, after deducting expenses, you can save more than thirty white jade coins in a year."

"Even a high-end secret technique for unifying the divine soul takes only three or four years to accumulate."

"If we save for another eleven or twelve years, the jade seed will be almost perfected, and then we can buy the Sensing Secret Technique."

"Then practice steadily for thirty or forty years, and you might be able to develop the ability to sense spiritual light and formally become an apprentice in the lower academy."

"Just keep your feet on the ground and do it; it's really not that difficult."

Chen Mu looked at him strangely.

Three or four years?
11th or 12th year?

Thirty or forty years?

Isn't this time span difficult?
I took a look at the Cloud Mirage Armor Technique, which is equivalent to sensing spiritual light.

Then I looked at the image of a lustrous, white, and round jade in my mind.

"Unbeknownst to me, I've already reached the end point for many lower-level disciples?"

Chen Mu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "As long as you study hard and practice diligently, it is indeed not difficult at all."

……

three days later.

North of Tongtianfang, at the Lower Academy's residence, the Scripture Transmission Academy. Chen Mu arrived in front of the octagonal wooden building, his back ramrod straight, the heavy four hundred or so white jade coins in his arms his source of confidence.

"Secret techniques are expensive? Ha... We've got money!"

Chen Mu strode into the Chuanjing Academy and casually handed the old man a white jade coin.

Without lingering in the lobby on the first floor, he turned around and went up to the second floor.

The second floor still had a row of bookshelves, but there were noticeably fewer scrolls and volumes than on the first floor.

Chen Mu walked straight to the bookshelf with the Secret Techniques of Sensing.

He picked up the outermost scroll with great confidence.

The Hundred Intent Spiritual Light Technique, 288 White Jade.

Chen Mu's face twitched.

isn't it...

He shakily lifted the wooden label hanging on the scroll beside him.

The Lesser Floating Cloud Spiritual Light Technique, 376 White Jade.

excuse me!
Chen Mu expressionlessly drew out the Hundred Intent Spirit Light Technique, turned around, and went downstairs.

I should have thought of it earlier...

……

In the lobby on the first floor, Chen Mu, holding a scroll, slowly walked to the counter.

With 288 white jade coins, his savings would shrink by more than half.

He had only been rich for a few days when he was about to be brought back to his old ways.

Furthermore, in later cultivation, the jade plate needs to consume white jade coins, and the auxiliary pills also require white jade coins.

He hesitated for a long time before looking at the elderly man with gray hair.

"Sir, could you please..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the white-haired old man with a blank expression.

"If you dare to bargain with me again, I'll throw you out!"

Chen Mu immediately felt embarrassed.

It's just that we haggled for ages last time, how come this old man still remembers it?

Seeing that the old man's eyes were getting increasingly strange, Chen Mu had no choice but to reluctantly pay up the money.

The old man was used to Chen Mu's pained expression.

With a wave of his hand, the strings of white jade coins on the table disappeared.

Instead, there was a flat, brown, wood-grained box about the width of a palm and the length of a forearm.

Chen Mu's face lit up with joy, and he reached out to take it.

The white-haired old man pressed down on the wooden box and stared at Chen Mu.

"Remember, only jade of perfect quality can be viewed."

"If you don't listen to advice, your head will explode, and when you get to the underworld, don't complain."

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

"His head... will explode?!"

The white-haired old man glanced sideways at Chen Mu: "You think sensing spiritual light is so easy to cultivate?"

"If a secret method could lead to success, why would so many people be so eager to come to the Chicken Cage Path Lower Temple?"

Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine.

“On the path of cultivation, every step is fraught with difficulty. Any slight mistake could lead to death or the annihilation of one’s cultivation!” the white-haired old man sighed.

"You should be glad you became a member of the Lower House of Keelung Road."

“There is a scripture-transmitting institution here.”

"A well-established teaching and learning system can help you avoid many troubles in your cultivation."

"Unlike those rogue cultivators outside, who always keep their skills hidden."

"Countless talented individuals have been killed or maimed by these pretentious rogue cultivators!" The white-haired old man sighed.

Chen Mu was also terrified.

He does indeed have a cheat program that allows him to gain experience points.

But before it was displayed on the wall, there was no experience whatsoever.

Even the slightest mistake could derail his path!
"Are you scared?" the white-haired old man asked with concern.

Chen Mu looked horrified: "I'm scared!"

"Don't be afraid. Now that you've come to Chicken Cage Road, that's your good fortune." The white-haired old man became even more gentle.

"The Spiritual Aura Cultivation Course is taught by senior practitioners of the Scripture Transmission Institute. It is meticulous and personalized, with one-on-one instruction. It guarantees that you will learn it, and it only costs fifty white jade coins."

"Aren't you scared now? Want to give it a try?"

Chen Mu: “…”

No wonder it tasted so familiar just now.

Isn't this just the same kind of advertorial that used to sell anxiety when selling courses in a past life?!
Hey!
(End of this chapter)