Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

"Hey, Gu Nanxiang, you're still alive?"

Zhang Lingshan asked in surprise.

Gu Nanxiang was furious: "Even if you die, I won't die."

After saying that, she carefully examined Zhang Lingshan, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, your water-type spiritual root has also been destroyed, serves you right, this is all retribution! If you had helped me restore my water-type spiritual root back then, and the two of us had served Huo Ran together, your water-type spiritual root wouldn't have withered away. Serves you right, you brought this upon yourself! Hahaha."

"hehe."

Zhang Lingshan smiled faintly and said, "I have good news for you. Huo Ran has also been sent down here to farm. Look at that little house over there, that's Huo Ran living there. If you're interested, you can go and say hello to him."

"what?!"

Gu Nanxiang was shocked and exclaimed in disbelief, "Huo Ran has also been sent down here to farm? Why? What did he do wrong?"

"You want to know?" Zhang Lingshan asked.

Gu Nanxiang said, "Hmph, say it if you want to."

Zhang Lingshan laughed and said, "I can tell you, but I also have a question for you. Why are all the grains of your spirit rice plump and full, while the spirit rice I grow is empty? What exactly is wrong?"

"do not know."

Gu Nanxiang sneered, "If you could help me restore my water-type spiritual root, I might be able to help you. But now your own spiritual root is ruined, you're a completely useless piece of trash, and you think you can learn anything from me? Dream on!"

"Really? Sigh, what a pity." Zhang Lingshan sighed. "It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. I was going to give you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, so I'll have to ask someone else for advice. Take a look at this."

Zhang Lingshan raised his left hand as he spoke.

Gu Nanxiang's eyes widened in shock. "A storage ring! How do you have a storage ring? Where did you get it? You must have stolen it! I'm going to tell the steward!"

"Haha."

Zhang Lingshan laughed loudly: "Idiot, didn't you know that you can exchange storage rings on the fifth floor of the Alchemy Pavilion? After you were sent here to farm, I thrived in the Alchemy Pavilion and obtained this storage ring, as well as various pills."

As he spoke, Zhang Lingshan took out a pill from his storage ring and asked with a smile, "Want to eat one?"

"What kind of elixir?"

Gu Nanxiang immediately asked, and couldn't help but lick her lips.

Farming here, even getting a bite of spirit rice is extremely rare; one's mouth is practically tasteless. If one could digest a single pill, how wonderful that would be!

Even if Zhang Lingshan gave her poison, she would still taste it first to satisfy her craving.

"The Immortal Elixir".

Zhang Lingshan said, "Tell me how to make every grain of spirit rice plump and full, and this Immortal Spirit Pill is yours. If you don't want it, I'll find someone else, and I think they'll definitely be willing to make this deal with me. The reason I'm giving you this opportunity first is because we've worked together before. What do you think?"

"I am willing!"

Gu Nanxiang said directly, "The reason is simple: you're reluctant to fertilize. Give me the Immortal Spirit Pill, and I'll tell you the specific steps."

Zhang Lingshan casually tossed the Immortal Elixir over.

These were low-grade immortal pills he refined on the fourth floor. They were worthless and offered him little help, so he didn't cherish them at all. Anyway, he still had some left, enough for many transactions.

Gurgle.

Gu Nanxiang took the Immortal Elixir, licked it, and swallowed it directly. She immediately let out a comfortable moan.

Half a day passed.

A look of lingering satisfaction crossed her face as she said, "This is different from the Immortal Elixir we ate in the Weapon Refining Pavilion. Did you get it from the Alchemy Pavilion?"

"That's right, I made it myself."

"You can also refine pills?"

Gu Nanxiang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her face revealing an expression of envy and jealousy.

This kid first learned how to refine weapons at the Weapon Refining Pavilion and became a weapon refiner.

Later, he went to the Alchemy Pavilion and actually learned how to make pills, becoming an alchemist.

Is there anything you can't do, kid?
But haha, no matter how many skills you have, you've still ended up being sent here to farm.

After all that fuss, it all ended up like my own, Gu Nanxiang's, fate. What's there to be proud of?

Zhang Lingshan didn't feel proud of anything, but Gu Nanxiang was still unhappy. She snorted and said, "What's so great about being able to refine pills? You're still just farming here, and you can't even farm properly."

“Yes, yes, I don’t understand, so I’ve come to ask you for guidance. You are a senior.” Zhang Lingshan said.

Gu Nanxiang said, "Are you reluctant to use blood as fertilizer? Do you think you're so great just because you're an alchemist, and that blood is so precious? Hmph. Without the nourishment of blood, the spirit rice is just a dead thing. Without the breath of life, how can it possibly grow rice? Go back and use blood as fertilizer, and you'll see the results. Don't say I'm lying to you. Of course, if you still have questions, you can ask me, or ask me about the Immortal Spirit Pill."

"Okay, if I have any more questions later, I will definitely ask you."

Zhang Lingshan nodded, then turned and left.

Now that we know the reason, we should hurry back and try it out.

Moreover, and most importantly, Gu Nanxiang mentioned the aura of life, which immediately startled Zhang Lingshan awake.

Yes.

The breath of life.

This is someone I know well.

Back in the Nine Provinces Continent, he had already perfected all the rules of his life.

Although it's only a perfect achievement under the rules of the Nine Provinces Continent, at least I have a foundation.

Moreover, his own lightning tribulation had been completed, and it contained the rules of life, specifically the rules of life within the lightning tribulation, which were more advanced than the rules of the Nine Provinces Continent.

With these two rules of life as a foundation, it shouldn't be a problem for me to comprehend the rules of life in the immortal realm.

But Gu Nanxiang said that using blood as fertilizer, the so-called life force, is actually the life force that a person naturally possesses. There is no value in comprehending it, because it is within oneself. One can comprehend it every day and has already comprehended it long ago. Why would one need to wait until now?

Therefore, if you want to understand the true rules of life, you must focus on cultivating spirit rice.

If an empty-shelled spirit rice can grow rice grains after absorbing the life essence from its own blood, then it must be able to transform this life essence into the rules of life, or rather, the life essence that belongs to the spirit rice itself.

And this process of transformation is the best opportunity to comprehend the rules of life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lingshan immediately perked up.

Here, one cannot refine immortal pills to improve cultivation, nor can one accumulate merit points to exchange for flame crystals, divine sense crystals, and water jade crystals. This is inherently disheartening, and even if one is currently interested in exploring the cultivation of spirit rice, it will surely become tedious and negative in the future.

But it is different now.

I now have a new goal to improve my skills.

Moreover, it's a powerful weapon like the Rules of Life.

This improvement is no less than a breakthrough in cultivation; how could it not be exciting?

Thinking of this, Zhang Lingshan returned to his rice paddy and immediately squeezed out a drop of blood, which fell onto an empty rice stalk.

The empty rice husk swayed slightly and slowly absorbed blood at an imperceptible speed.

The speed was so slow that if Zhang Lingshan hadn't possessed powerful divine sense and the ability to observe subtle details, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.

'Although it's slow, the fact that it can be absorbed means it's effective. However, this method is different from what Gu Nanxiang described.'

Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.

In fact, Gu Nanxiang's method of using blood as fertilizer was mentioned in the planting jade slip. However, as Gu Nanxiang said, Zhang Lingshan still valued his blood and would not use it as fertilizer casually, even though his blood could be produced continuously.

Because, who knows what side effects using blood as fertilizer might have?

Therefore, he wouldn't do this if there were no other way.

Even now, he doesn't directly fertilize the paddy field. Instead, he drips his blood onto the spirit rice, letting it absorb it to see the effect. If there's no effect, then he'll fertilize the paddy field.

Fortunately, the result surprised him. The spirit rice itself had begun to absorb blood, although very slowly. But after a day and a night, it could be completely drained.

Zhang Lingshan wanted to know whether the empty rice husks that had already grown could continue to grow into rice grains after absorbing his blood.

then.

For the rest of the time, he kept a close eye on this one spiritual rice plant, immersing himself in the paddy field, afraid of missing even the slightest change.

But as time goes by...

at last.

His blood was drained by this sacred rice plant.

An unusual aura began to slowly emanate from the spirit rice, though it was unclear when.

It was a very subtle breath, as if a thin thread had been cut into countless parts, eventually flowing out as subtle as one ten-thousandth of a capillary.

If Zhang Lingshan hadn't been watching closely from the side, constantly observing subtle changes and using his divine sense to capture them, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.

Because this aura doesn't appear continuously, but rather intermittently and irregularly, you don't know when it will appear. You have to keep a close eye on it so you don't miss it.

Strictly speaking, even if you keep a close eye on it, you will miss some of it, or even a large part of it.

It's not just because your divine sense isn't strong enough or your perception isn't sharp enough; more importantly, you're not familiar with this aura, and this aura will quickly blend into the world and become undetectable in an instant.

Therefore, Zhang Lingshan had to make a tremendous effort to completely capture this trace of aura.

They were completely focused, spending every day in the paddy fields, keeping a close eye on the rice, and never letting their guard down.

"This kid's gone mad."

Suddenly, he saw Zhang Lingshan staring at the spirit rice day after day, his eyes wide open as if he could see through the rice. He couldn't help but sigh.

"However, being inexplicably injured by Zhao Xian and having his water-type spiritual root destroyed, it's understandable that he would go mad after such a blow."

Huo Ran sighed again, seemingly feeling sorry for Zhang Lingshan, with a look of deep sorrow and compassion.

From the house next door, Wei Chongqian suddenly said, "You have time to keep an eye on Zhang Lingshan every day, instead of farming?"

"Manager Wei."

Huo Ran cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Are we really going to go back to farming? It's been four or five months already. The spies in the Alchemy Pavilion should have been eliminated by now. Shouldn't we head back soon? Have you received any news from the Alchemy Pavilion?"

"no!"

Wei Chongqian snorted, "I'll let you know when I have news, what's the rush?"

Having said that, he was too lazy to waste any more words with Huo Ran.

He suddenly turned around, slightly pursed his lips, and cursed inwardly: "Stop pretending, you've been sent here to farm too, what are you pretending to be so great for? You're not an alchemist and you don't farm, yet you have the nerve to urge me, the esteemed Pure Lotus Alchemist, to farm? Farm my ass. I'll only farm when you start farming."

While cursing inwardly, he glanced at Zhang Lingshan and couldn't help but snort.

One hides in the house like a turtle, the other in the paddy field like a snail—two lunatics!

I'm so incredibly unlucky to have been assigned to farm with you two.

I really miss the days in the Alchemy Pavilion.

Damn it, when can we finally go back?

Huo Ran felt frustrated and, unwilling to hide in the house like Wei Chongqian, began to wander around the paddy fields.

Only seeing these poor laborers could give him a sliver of comfort.

At least I don't have to farm, and I have all sorts of pills stored in my storage ring to eat. Apart from the fact that this place is too boring, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I came here for a vacation.

Suddenly!

Suddenly, a woman screamed and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, it really is you! Zhang Lingshan said you were also sent down here to farm, and I didn't believe it, but it's actually true. Hahaha, you old dog, you've finally met your match!"

"Who?!"

Huo Ran was taken aback. Someone actually knew him and dared to curse him like that. Who was this person?

When he finally saw who it was, he immediately showed disdain and sneered, "So it's you, you lowly servant. How dare you bark and howl in front of me? Don't you want to live?"

"If you've got the guts, kill me and see who's got a death wish. Haha. I thought you were in your alchemy pavilion."

Gu Nanxiang retorted sarcastically, showing no fear whatsoever.

Huo Ran's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but he knew that if he really killed the other party, he would be violating the rules here. Even if he wasn't killed, he would definitely not get away with it.

But what is my status? If I were dragged into this mess by this woman for no reason, wouldn't I be suffering a huge loss?
So he adjusted his mindset and snorted, "I am a dignified alchemist, I will not bother with a lowly servant like you, it would only lower my status."

"Hahaha. You call yourself an alchemist? You and I are both just plantation workers. I've been here for a few years longer than you, so I'm your senior. If you have any questions, you can come and consult this senior. Zhang Lingshan consulted me before and even gave me a bottle of Immortal Spirit Pills to curry favor with me. If you give me a bottle in return, I can forgive and forget what happened before."

"Idiot."

He cursed and strode away, ignoring Gu Nanxiang's shouts and curses coming from behind.

'Damn it, what bad luck, I ran into a barking dog. I'd better just stay in my room like Wei Chongqian and avoid seeing it.'

Huo Ran felt a surge of displeasure. While cursing under his breath, he couldn't help but take out a Golden Liquid Pill from his storage ring and start consuming it.

Right now, this is the only thing that can make me happy.

Zhang Lingshan knew nothing about what had suddenly happened, and even if he did, he wouldn't bother with it.

At this moment, he was filled with joy.

Because, after a period of observation and surveillance, the empty husk of the spirit rice that had sucked his blood actually produced rice grains.

Moreover, the quality of this rice seems to be quite high!

It is at least of higher quality than the rice I saw at Gu Nanxiang's place before.

If the spiritual rice grown by Gu Nanxiang is low-grade spiritual rice, then the spiritual rice grown by Zhang Lingshan is mid-grade spiritual rice.

'Just because it absorbed a drop of my blood, it's already considered mid-grade spirit rice? Isn't mid-grade spirit rice far too easy to grow?'

Zhang Lingshan could not hide his excitement.

So, if we give each of the other plants a drop of blood, wouldn't this whole acre of land be filled with mid-grade spirit rice?

No wonder Song Yi said he was lucky enough to grow a mu of medium-grade spiritual rice.

It seems it wasn't just luck; given how much he enjoys vomiting blood, that acre of mid-grade spirit rice is rightfully his.

However, even someone as composed as Song Yi said it was just luck, which shows that vomiting blood wasn't the main issue.

There must be something extraordinary about this plant that allowed it to be transformed into a mid-grade spiritual rice.

But what exactly is unusual about it still needs further investigation.

Before conducting the study, Zhang Lingshan peeled off a grain of spirit rice and immediately put it in his mouth and chewed it dry.

According to the planting jade slip, eating raw spirit rice will cause one's stomach to burst, warning all planting workers not to eat it raw, but only after it has been cooked using special methods.

Zhang Lingshan didn't believe it.

Besides, even if it were true, given his appetite, one grain wouldn't be enough to make him burst.

Even poison couldn't kill him, so why would he be afraid of a single grain of rice? Does he really think the panel is useless?

I've never tasted mid-grade spirit rice before; I'll try it first. (End of Chapter)