From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 63: First Planting of Spiritual Rice
Early morning, at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

Dawn gradually broke. Looking from the rain pavilion at the foot of the mountain, the top of the mountain was shrouded in mist, the peaks were green, and the clouds were floating.

When Yang Feng was still a kid, after watching TV one day, he curiously asked the old man at home
"Are there really gods in this world?"

The old man said half-jokingly, yes.

He said, can you take me to see it?
The playful old man wanted to play a trick on him, just as he had been tricked before, so he took him to the mountain.

The old man said, if you shout a few more times, the immortal will naturally come out.

He shouted, but it only brought out bursts of laughter from the old man.

Naturally, the immortal did not come out.

Later, when Yang Feng grew up, he realized that those images were just special effects edited on TV and were just fairy tales in the hearts of the Chinese people.

In fact, he had fantasized countless times later that there really were immortals in the world, like in the TV shows, immortal strangers in the clouds between the mountains, wearing white clothes and breaking through the clouds to solve all the sufferings in the world.

Unfortunately, from being full of sincerity to being worldly-wise and smooth after being tempered by the world, the fairy-hero dream he expected never appeared.

But what he didn't expect was that at the age of thirty, the legendary immortal actually appeared...

Two weeks had passed since the secret meeting. Yang Feng took off his sunglasses, parked the car at the foot of the mountain, and started climbing the mountain with a large bag in his arms, as if he was familiar with the route.

Yang Feng was originally just an ordinary intelligence liaison officer in the city, but half a month ago, he was suddenly transferred to an organization called the Ninth Bureau as a special commissioner, mainly responsible for liaison with the two figures on Baiyun Mountain.

Yang Feng was not sure how high up he was, but the moment he was transferred to the Ninth Bureau, he was removed from the city's public service system, and his welfare benefits were raised to that of a director-level official.

It’s not because of how capable he is, but because the two people he is responsible for contacting are very special.

On the way to the top of the front mountain, waiting for him was Chi Yanhong, whom he had met several times before. Yang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and put down the things on his back.

"Master Chi, these are the rice seeds you requested. According to your request, in addition to the seeds on the market, we also specially brought some of the varieties that can be found in foreign countries, and some are new varieties that have just been cultivated in the laboratory of the Agricultural College."

Feeling a little regretful for not meeting that person, Yang Feng calmed down and handed the bag in his hand to Chi Yanhong.

The quantity of rice seeds in each bag was not large, but all added up, it made Yang Feng exhausted after climbing the mountain. Seeing the heavy bags being casually picked up by the beautiful female Taoist in front of him, Yang Feng had already gotten used to it.

"Thank you."

As he spoke, Chi Yanhong handed Yang Feng a small black stone the size of a pigeon egg. Yang Feng was overjoyed and solemnly put the stone away.

Equal exchange, each taking what it needs, this is one of the secret agreements made between Baiyun Mountain and the government.

"My superiors asked me to ask what the person who collected so many rice seeds is researching. If necessary, we can provide assistance."

After accepting the spirit stone, Yang Feng conveyed the above doubts truthfully.

"It's just an idea. I don't need it for now. Thank you." Chi Yanhong bowed and went into the temple with the bag.

Yang Feng looked at the Taoist temple with a complicated expression and went down the mountain.

When we entered Baiyun Temple, we saw Li Yang with his eyes closed, bathing in the morning glow. His whole body was a light golden color, and when he breathed in and out, a lot of purple qi visible to the naked eye was lingering on both sides of his mouth and nose.

Hearing the sound, Li Yang finished his practice and opened his eyes, with a flash of purple light in his eyes. "You are indeed a natural born Taoist." Chi Yanhong's eyes were full of envy.

This strange phenomenon clearly showed that Yangwu's Qi-eating method had achieved some success.

"Alas, this achievement is not even worth mentioning in the descriptions of ancient Taoist books. The road ahead is still tortuous and unpredictable." Li Yang shook his head. Although he was expressing modesty, he couldn't suppress the smugness on his face.

Chi Yanhong knew this guy's true nature. If he continued talking like this, he would probably start to show off his unique innate cultivation while seeming melancholy. So he rolled his eyes at him and threw the rice in his hand to him.

"The official rice seeds have arrived. They are quite comprehensive. I saw 12 types on the list that were not included in the rice seeds sent by the Yang family last time."

Seeing the rice seeds, Li Yang regretfully put away his smug expression and selected the twelve kinds of rice seeds together with Chi Yanhong.

"All 18 kinds of rice seeds died suddenly last time. I hope we can have some harvest this time."

It is not entirely true to say that they died suddenly. The eighteen types of rice seeds began to form ears in ten days under the nourishment of spiritual energy. The grains were full, but they were still ordinary grains and did not achieve the effect that the two had expected.

Since the official action was taken, the power has been enormous. Now several famous Taoist caves and mountains have been blocked, and they have uniformly announced to the outside world that they have been suspended for rectification. In fact, a large number of people have been secretly sent to focus on the development of these mountains.

It was a bit difficult to go to Emei Mountain and take whatever he found like Li Yang did before.

Now if Li Yang goes alone to take all the good stuff on the mountain, then it's time for you to start a war.

After the negotiations ended that day, Li Yang returned to Baiyun Mountain and divided it into the front mountain and the back mountain. She and Chi Yanhong had been practicing in the back mountain, where the concentration of spiritual energy was the highest, and the Taoist temple in the front mountain had been empty.

The two men saw that this was not going to work, as the resources outside were controlled by the government and the spiritual energy of the front mountain in their hands could not be wasted, so they began to plan to grow something in the front mountain.

The spiritual energy has just revived, and in this era, every bit of resources for cultivation must be used sparingly.

"If that doesn't work, we can move the small tree on the back mountain here. With its spirituality, it shouldn't be a problem for it to assimilate these rice seeds."

Li Yang nodded. He and Chi Yanhong had already eaten the red fruits of the small tree. The subsequent effects were not that great. It would be great if it could produce magical rice.

After breakfast, the two of them started to work in the Taoist temple's vegetable garden with hoes, just like real farmers.

Li Yang buried nine spirit stones in the vegetable garden to improve the soil quality. There was also a simple basalt blood-nourishing formation next to the vegetable garden, which greatly increased the concentration of spiritual energy in the vegetable garden.

After sowing twelve types of rice seeds, Li Yang poured some water on the fields before leaving with satisfaction.

With the nourishment of spiritual energy, these seeds will sprout soon, and the results can be preliminarily judged in two days.

After the sowing was completed, the two closed the door and went to the back mountain to start practicing.

There are two wooden houses that have been built in the back mountain, which are where the two people usually rest.

Under the shade of the trees, a fat squirrel and a golden toad were chasing and playing in the back hills. The squirrel was chased very miserably, with tears in his eyes.

Li Yang laughed in silence. The squirrel had finished digesting the red fruit half a month ago. When he saw the golden toad coming back, he was full of confidence and wanted to avenge his previous defeat. He was taught a lesson by the golden toad, but he refused to accept it. As a result, he was chased around the mountain by the golden toad every day, and even the fat on his belly shrunk a lot.

Ignoring the two little guys, Li Yang sat cross-legged on the large bluestone and began his day of practice.

(End of this chapter)