From a carp to a dragon god

Chapter 58 Taking Over the Abandoned Field
The three generations of Xia's shrimp spirits can be called loyal servants. If it weren't for the closure of Xiyu Blessed Land, they would not have been able to break through due to the limitation of their cultivation resources.

Like Mo Ji, Xia Changgeng first practiced martial arts, but he exhausted his talents and failed to break through. He then switched to practicing the Ninth Rank Immortality Method, but was still stuck at the late Ninth Rank Great Perfection.

"Lao Mo, why are you here?"

Xia Changgeng and Mo Ji are very familiar with each other. They are brothers of the same clan. The difference is that one is born from an egg and has no parents or relatives, while the other is born from the womb and has blood relatives.

"This is our young master Yu Shuyang, a student of Master Yu. I wrote him a note today. Take a look." Lao Mo helped to introduce him.

Yu Shuyang handed the note written by Mr. Yu to the other party, and looked at the dozen or so gray-white shrimp spirits working in the field, secretly calculating in his mind.

"That's very good, young man. I'll give this land to you." Xia Changgeng returned the note after reading it. He had no objection to this decision.

These 300 acres of abandoned land have been drained of their spiritual soil. Now, we can only sprinkle wood ash all year round to cultivate the soil bit by bit. It will take at least one or two hundred years for the land to recover.

"Manager Xia has something that needs your help. Even if three hundred acres of land is wasteland, it's not something that one person can handle.

Could you please help me with some manpower so I can start preparing as soon as possible?" Yu Shuyang tried to ask for help.

Xia Changgeng looked at Yu Shuyang and then at Lao Moji with a scrutinizing gaze. His expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Old Mo on the side also understood that the three hundred acres of land were not spiritual fields, but wasteland that no one cultivated. He pulled Yu Shuyang back.

"Stupid brother, are you stupid? This is a wasteland. Do you know how much money I have to pay to cultivate the earth's energy? It will take several years before it can be cultivated into a spiritual field." Mo Ji said as he pulled.

"Uncle Mo, don't be anxious, listen to me... just listen to me.

I have the magic to manage the abandoned fields. It's not difficult and doesn't cost a lot of money. Master Yu is my master and he won't cheat me.

Uncle Mo, you have to believe me." Yu Shuyang was being pulled by his fish-skin coat, and he didn't dare struggle for fear of tearing it. This was the last one he had.

"Are you sure I didn't lie to you, Uncle Mo?" Mo Ji finally stopped and looked at him hesitantly.

"Don't worry, I'm so smart, I've never suffered any loss." Yu Shuyang knew that the matter was done, and pulled Mo Ji back.

"Old Xia, you can't cheat my nephew. Didn't I just tell you to send some reinforcements? Do you want to keep all of them, or just pick a few and go?

To be honest, I'm only doing this for Mr. Yu's sake. Even if I pay you to farm this rotten piece of land, no one's going to farm it. Don't be ungrateful." Moji demanded directly, his attitude quite arrogant.

"It's okay if they all stay. As long as we can support them, you can do whatever you want. I have no objection." Xia Changgeng looked indifferent.

These shrimp spirits were all wasted by the blessed land in their early years. When the blessed land was first established, it was surrounded by powerful enemies, especially the Wensi snake who was good at the evil magic of taking lives.

In order to guard the entrance to the blessed land, a group of Taoist soldiers were needed to cooperate with He Zhenzhu in practicing military formations, so this group of shrimp soldiers who practiced martial arts came into being.

The martial arts inheritance in Madam Wushuang's hands originated from the herbalists in Mangshan, Yizhang. They are all very common and simple techniques for strengthening qi and blood.

"Then thank you, Manager Xia. Let them all stay. Uncle Mo, you will take care of their food and drink. If you don't have enough money, ask my mother for it." Yu Shuyang agreed readily.

"Lao Mo, that's settled then. We're all familiar with each other, so I don't have to worry about it, right?" Xia Changgeng smiled, his eyes and eyebrows squeezed together, and he walked away with his hands behind his back. Lao Mo gritted his teeth and wanted to stamp his feet in anger. Those of them who had practiced martial arts were all big eaters, unlike the monsters who practiced the Nine-Rank Ascension Method and could not skip any of their three meals a day.

"Stupid brother, why are you so anxious to agree to him? We can still negotiate the price with him slowly. This is just a loss of money to gain publicity.

Do you know that these are all money-losing goods? They can eat a bushel of pure rice for three meals a day, but they can't afford to support them. "Old Moji was half sad and half distressed.

After some inquiries, Yu Shuyang also learned about the Qi and Blood Taoist soldiers. Without a complete martial arts inheritance, they would waste their Qi and blood without any chance of a breakthrough.

There is a saying in martial arts tradition: If you practice martial arts without practicing the basic skills, it will all be in vain.

He had no choice in this matter. He had heard of martial arts in his previous life and met several martial arts fanatics, but they were all killed by him with a single sword. He didn't care about the inheritance of martial arts at all.

"Uncle Mo, we really need some help in the fields. We can use them first in the early stages and return them when we're done. We can still guarantee food and drink.

Besides, Ganoderma lucidum is very valuable. If it were truly cultivated, it would be possible to raise three times as many shrimp spirits, not to mention a dozen." Yu Shuyang consoled Uncle Mo.

The problem of abandoned land has been solved, and manpower is no longer a problem. A large amount of sawdust is needed to grow Ganoderma lucidum. It just so happens that Beifang has just cut down some wood, so there is no shortage of this stuff.

"Uncle Mo, take them to Beifang today and find some sawdust. Sprinkle it all over the ground. It should be about this thick."

Yu Shuyang gestured and said it was about an arm's length. When the time came, sprinkle some Hailing water on it and soak it to turn the sawdust into humus, then you could plant Ganoderma lucidum.

When he thought of this, he realized that there were still many troubles. Both Hai Lingshui and Zi Lingshui had to be used, and the amount could not be small, after all, there were three hundred acres of land.

It seems that we need a lot of large vats to put in the fields for watering at any time. These abandoned fields have no spiritual soil. If we want to grow Ganoderma lucidum, we can only rely on spiritual water to keep it alive.

To transform abandoned fields into spiritual fields, the three elements of earth qi, wood spirit qi and earth evil qi are indispensable.

Fortunately, he has spiritual water in one hand and spring breeze in the other. Not to mention the wasteland, he can even make the dead land come back to life. This is strength.

"Silly brother, just go ahead and make trouble. I will accompany you only this time. Don't end up crying because of the loss." Moji nodded after listening, but still did not forget to persuade him in disguise.

"My dear Uncle Mo, I knew you would definitely help me. Don't worry, when the Ganoderma lucidum grows up, you can pick more golden ganoderma to eat. That thing is the best for replenishing heart blood, maybe it can replenish your blood." Yu Shuyang said with a little sadness.

Although practicing martial arts to improve qi and blood can damage the body, it does not affect the practice of the ninth-grade immortal method. These shrimp soldiers have been tortured for too long and their spirit has been broken, resulting in them being stuck in the late ninth grade.

This is because the realm of cultivation is stuck. Apart from fulfilling oneself, simply accumulating resources will not lead to a breakthrough in cultivation.

"Okay, you're not old but you have a lot to worry about. Just go and do your own thing. Weren't you just complaining about the hard life of refining spiritual water?" Mo Ji said half-persuadingly and half-coaxingly.

Yu Shuyang looked around, thought about it and realized that there was nothing else to do. He bowed to Lao Moji and knew that he had to go home and refine the spiritual water.

"Uncle Mo, think about buying the big water tank I mentioned. You're an old hand, so it's up to you to decide how much to buy. Growing Ganoderma lucidum in the early stages depends entirely on watering."

　There were actually people trying to stir up trouble. In the book review section, there was no username, and what he said was very harsh. I asked him if he could explain in detail, but he didn't say anything. Looking through his past comments, they were all critical.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)