After the myth

Chapter 438: Even if I wasn't fired, I had to leave

In just two days, Ding Huan, who had just broken through the seventh level of Golden Immortal, felt the shackles of the eighth level of Golden Immortal cultivation.

The advantage of the Great Cosmic Art is that once you start practicing it, no matter how pure and rich the spiritual source is, there will be no problem in absorbing it.

The great principles of this fairy rice were so clear that Ding Huan did not even need to comprehend them himself; they were deeply engraved in his mind.

Boom! Zhou Tian, ​​the Great Cosmic Art, easily broke through the shackles of the seventh level of Golden Immortal cultivation and entered the eighth level of Golden Immortal.

Amazing.

The restriction of the protective formation was struck and Ding Huan stopped practicing.

He knew it was time for him to take the blame.

However, Ding Huan was not depressed at all. He was in a very good mood when he thought that he had harvested more than a thousand kilograms of fairy rice.

Raising his hand, Ding Huan collected all the void array patterns in the ridge, then opened the protective array, and there were three people standing at the door.

Shen Guan stood at the front, looking helpless.

Obviously, he was not willing to see Ding Huan being taken as a scapegoat, but he couldn't stop it.

From the day Ding Huan entered the Xiannong Department, his fate was decided.

"Lu Renjia, the time has come. We are here to collect the fairy rice. You have planted five acres of land in total, and you need to pay 600 kilograms of low-grade fairy rice."

A man with sharp eyes walked up to Ding Huan and said in a cold tone.

From the murderous aura emanating from him, Ding Huan knew that they were not here to harvest rice today, but to capture him.

These people were sure that he could not grow fairy rice.

According to the regulations, Ding Huan planted five acres of land, and the amount of fairy rice he had to pay was 600 kilograms, or 500 kilograms of fairy rice.

This refers to the lower quality.

If it is of medium quality, the payment is 250 kilograms of fairy rice, which is 300 kilograms of fairy rice grains.

"If you can't pay the fairy rice, then come with us." Another man stepped forward and was about to take action.

Ding Huan said coldly: "I haven't even said anything yet, and you're already saying that I can't hand it over. It looks like you're not here to collect the fairy rice, you're here to capture me, right?"

After hearing Ding Huan's words, several people were slightly stunned and stopped.

That’s right, they are here to arrest people, and this guy knows it very well.

Ding Huan looked at Shen Guan and asked, "Shen on duty, may I ask how many immortal crystals are per pound of low-grade immortal rice?"

Shen Guan didn't quite understand what Ding Huan meant, so he said casually, "Usually it's five to six thousand high-grade immortal crystals per kilogram."

Ding Huan took a deep breath. This thing is very profitable. So the price of the middle-grade fairy rice must be more than 10,000.

If he planted this kind of thing, wouldn't he be able to make as much money as he wanted? Why didn't he see how many fairy rices were for sale in the market?

Ding Huan ignored his own great cosmic art. If he didn't have the great cosmic art, it would be good enough if he could grow two hundred kilograms of low-grade fairy rice from his five acres of land.

Moreover, growing fairy rice is not as easy as Ding Huan did. He just needs to practice the great cosmic art.

Planting fairy rice requires careful care, regular placement of various five-element fairy objects and clearing of pests.

He can set up the Void Insect Killing Immortal Array, but others cannot.

Although Ding Huan had thoroughly studied the rules of the jade slip of the Xiannong Department, he didn't know that he could go to the Xiannong Department to collect some of the five elements of fairy objects in a while to cultivate fairy rice.

This is an unspoken rule, everyone knows it, except Ding Huan.

However, even if Ding Huan knew, he didn't have time to collect these things. He didn't have enough time to practice.

Ding Huan raised his hand and grabbed an open winnowing basket, inside of which was green fairy rice.

Chen Guan and the other two were stunned when they saw the winnowing basket held in Ding Huan's hand.

The fairy rice here has a fresh fragrance, the vitality of heaven and earth is abundant, and the laws of Taoism are clear. It is obvious that it has just been harvested.

This is definitely the top quality among the mid-grade fairy rice, almost close to the premium grade.

"See? This is the middle-grade fairy rice. This winnowing basket of mine weighs 100 kilograms."

While Ding Huan was speaking, he took out two more winnowing baskets, each of which was filled with the same medium-grade fairy rice.

"Did you really grow fairy rice?" Shen Guan finally came to his senses and looked at Ding Huan in disbelief.

The other two also reacted and looked at Ding Huan in the same dull look.

They are not here to harvest rice, they are here to catch scapegoats.

Besides, even if Ding Huan grew fairy rice, the 300 kilograms of rice would be far from enough to hand over to the Fairy Court.

Ding Huan looked at Shen Guan with a puzzled look: "Shen, I am applying for the position of Immortal Planting Officer. Isn't it to plant immortal rice?"

Shen Guan was speechless, he couldn’t explain what was going on here.

Ding Huan looked at the two confused guys again: "What? You don't want to collect the middle-grade fairy rice?"

"Collect." The man with fierce eyes swallowed his saliva, walked forward and was about to collect Ding Huan's winnowing basket.

Ding Huan said calmly: "First you have to check, then weigh. If there is nothing, you want to take my fairy rice? Are you here to make fun of me?" The man bent down helplessly, put his hand into the dustpan, lifted up the fairy rice and then dropped it: "One hundred kilograms of medium-quality fairy rice, passed."

Then he walked to the second dustpan and repeated the same procedure.

After he finished, he said, "Three hundred kilograms of medium-grade fairy rice, passed."

"Give me the certificate for collecting fairy rice." Ding Huan said.

The man took out a jade talisman, carved some marks on it and handed it to Ding Huan.

As soon as Ding Huan's mind scanned the jade talisman, he knew that this guy was playing tricks. The mark of receipt inside was only temporary and could dissipate at any time.

Ding Huan was too lazy to talk nonsense. Doing this in front of him would be like showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

Originally he was planning to continue practicing here, but when he discovered that someone was absorbing the vitality of the fairy rice in the lake to supply a fairy fruit, Ding Huan decided not to stay here to practice anymore.

The first time is over. If he stays here to grow fairy rice again, does he still want to live?

Besides, he now has more than a thousand kilograms of fairy rice on him, so he can practice even without the fairy spirit gathering formation.

Now that he has 80% of the strength of a Golden Immortal, he can find a place to improve his formation skills.

Try to set up a spirit gathering formation that cannot be seen by people passing by, and you can still achieve the goal of becoming a Xuanxian.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Ding Huan turning around and about to leave.

The man with fierce eyes called out to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan turned around and looked at him coldly: "What? You are a rice collector, and you want to control me, a fairy plant official?"

"You are the fairy planting officer here, and you are responsible for planting fairy rice. Naturally, you can't leave." The ruthless man said sternly.

Ding Huan glanced at this guy with disdain:
"After your family planted fairy rice in the field, you don't need to cultivate the field? And where did you see the fairy farming officer not allowed to leave the field in the regulations of the fairy agriculture department?"

The shorter man obviously didn't like Ding Huan's attitude. He snorted and said, "If you haven't completed your mission of collecting fairy rice, you can't leave."

He knew that Ding Huan had proved that the mark of receiving goods in the jade talisman had been destroyed, and now they had taken away the fairy rice.

Even if he was telling lies, Ding Huan couldn't do anything about it.

If Ding Huan hadn't realized that they really couldn't stay here, he would definitely have tricked these two guys.

He was in no mood now and just wanted to leave early.

He grabbed a crystal ball and threw it to the guy who was talking: "Look carefully at what's inside, and then decide whether to cause trouble for me."

After saying that, Ding Huan turned around and left quickly.

"Wait..." The man with sharp eyes was about to chase Ding Huan, but was stopped by the shorter man.

Without waiting for him to ask, the slightly shorter man handed the crystal ball to the other party, sighed and said, "This guy is very experienced, he is definitely not a newcomer."

The crystal ball was activated, and the screen not only recorded all their conversations, but also the scene of them inspecting the fairy rice without missing a single thing.

Shen Guan covered his forehead, thinking that he had been worried about Ding Huan before.

Compared with Ding Huan, he was like a newcomer.

Look at Ding Huan doing things, without missing a single thing.

"Forget it, let's report it. There is really no reason to keep him now." After looking at the crystal ball, the man with the fierce eyes also sighed.

Ding Huan was so well prepared, how could they catch him?

As soon as Ding Huan left the Xiannong tribe, he quickly fled.

Looking at these two guys harvesting the fairy rice, Ding Huan cursed in his heart, thinking that it was really difficult to find a place to stay.

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The Immortal Palace.

Emperor Wushang sat on the throne with an expressionless face.

Almost all the officials on both sides of the Immortal Court Hall came, including the Four Emperors, the Four Dao Lords, the Nine Army Commanders, the Ten Star Lords, the Eighteen Immortal Officials, the Thirty-six Departments, the Seventy-two Directions, the One Hundred and Eight Immortals...

Everyone knew that there was something wrong with Emperor Wushang's health.

If this matter was not so serious, Emperor Wushang would not have started this meeting of the Immortal Court.

"My fellow immortals, the Demon Court has no moral principles and rules, and has openly torn up the peace agreement with our Immortal Court, invaded our Immortal Court and killed nearly one million soldiers in our Immortal Territory. What should we do about this?"

Emperor Wushang's voice sounded a little tired, which showed that the rumors about his health problems were true.

"This matter cannot be tolerated. How dare a mere creature with fur and horns come to my fairyland to make trouble? I request the emperor to send a million immortal soldiers to crush the demon court."

A tall man with a halberd on his back strode out and shouted loudly.

"Jimi, stop talking nonsense. Your Jiachen tribe is the opposing Divine Court. What does the Immortal Demon Battlefield have to do with your Jiachen tribe?

Besides, the demon tribe’s surprise attack this time wiped out hundreds of thousands of our immortal court’s troops in one go, so what if there were only a million of them?”

An old man with white hair and beard stood up and scolded immediately.

(End of this chapter)