Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 24: Master Lingmu (Please read!)
"Fellow Daoist Fang, I'm sorry to bother you."

This was the monk Li Yuanzi whom I met in front of Qianzhi Garden a year ago.

He was somewhat puzzled as to why this monk came to look for him.

Fang Yi has lived in Qianzhi Garden for over a year and has gathered a lot of information about the garden.

He knew that the biggest force in the garden was the spiritual plant Li family. The family was full of masters and Qi-cultivating cultivators, and most importantly, there was a foundation-building master in charge.

And unlike ordinary foundation-building families, the cultivators of the Li family of Qianzhi Garden have been completely integrated into the Xuanyang Sect.

Although they lost some freedom, they also had a backer, and their real foundation far exceeded that of ordinary foundation-building families.

Fang Yi listened to what Chang Sun Bao said some time ago.

The Li family is already preparing to refine the foundation-building pill. It seems that there is another cultivator in the family who wants to break through to the foundation-building realm.

Li Yuanzi is also a direct descendant of the Li family. He has not entered the inner sect and his status is far different from that of ordinary outer sect disciples.

The two of them had never met each other before, so why did they suddenly come here?

Fang Yi thought in his heart, his expression unchanged. He led the person to the stone table in the garden and asked.

"What brings you here, Fellow Daoist Li?"

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Li Yuanzi was silent for a moment and looked at Fang Yi carefully.

The monk in front of him had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a tall figure and a handsome appearance.

His words were neither humble nor arrogant, and he actually had a mid-grade wood spiritual root.

Among the alternative cauldrons, those who are more handsome than Fang Yi have no better spiritual roots than him; those whose spiritual roots are slightly better than Fang Yi are all big and strong.

No wonder his elder brother asked him to come here in person. After weighing the pros and cons, considering his elder brother's personality, he is indeed the best candidate.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I'm here to collect this year's spiritual grains in compliance with the decree from Qianzhi Garden."

"I wonder where Youling Valley is?"

Fang Yi pointed to the two bags of spiritual grains at hand and spoke with some embarrassment.

"Brother Li, I'm not very skilled in this field, and I'm afraid I'm still a little short of the 300-jin production target."

"I'm still racking my brains over how to make up for it!"

Fang Yi touched the 'third' and 'fourth' that were a circle bigger in his sleeves, signaling the two culprits to behave themselves.

The magical power of "The Sutra of Life and Death" is full of vitality and extremely mysterious.

With the nourishment of Ku Rong's magic power, in just over a month, the third and fourth golden-patterned bees advanced to the first-level demon insects and their spirituality increased greatly.

But after the advancement of the third and fourth brothers, their appetites increased greatly.

It is not easy to release the golden-patterned beehive in Lingyang Peak, and the spiritual rice is about to mature, so it is not easy to leave.

Therefore, Fang Yi's cost of feeding the spirit bees increased a lot.

They had no choice but to reasonably consume some green rice to feed the spiritual bees.

In addition, when harvesting the spiritual rice, fifty kilograms of the best green rice were selected as a reserve of insect food for the future.

Now he only has less than 300 kilograms of green rice left in his hands.

After hearing what Fang Yi said, Li Yuanzi was speechless.

As a foundation-building family, the Li family has been in charge of Qianzhi Garden for nearly two hundred years.

As a direct descendant, he also has some understanding of the ways of spiritual plants.

And he himself is a first-level mid-grade spiritual plant master.

The spiritual field allocated to Fang Yi was carefully selected by the clan.

The spiritual energy is abundant and the earth energy is rich. Even the spiritual seeds of the green rice used in the cultivation are hand-picked by the spiritual plant master. They are the fullest and best spiritual seeds.

Li Yuanzi really couldn't figure out how poor Fang Yi's planting skills were that the spiritual field couldn't even produce 300 kilograms of spiritual rice.

"Has Manager Li lost his mind?"

If Li Boqian had not served the Li family for decades, the whole family would have lived in Qianzhi Garden.

He almost suspected that Li Boqian had accepted benefits from other families and caused trouble for the Li family.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, it would be fine, just pay him spirit stones as compensation.

But now that Li Wujiu was about to establish his foundation, he couldn't delay any longer. The sooner he could establish his foundation, the greater the benefit to the clan. Otherwise, once he approached sixty, his blood and physical strength would begin to decline.

Even with the help of the Foundation Establishment Pill, the probability of establishing the foundation will be greatly reduced.

For the sake of his clan brother, he must also help Fang Yi break through earlier.

Li Yuanzi pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Brother Fang, there's really no need to worry. I'm here just for this matter."

"Master Lingmu from Qianzhi Garden has achieved a breakthrough in foundation building and is willing to preach to us and answer our questions."

"To celebrate this event, the owner of the garden has selected five men, five women, and ten monks from the ceremonial garden as a ceremonial guard."

"And twenty low-grade spirit stones were issued as rewards for this mission. Brother Fang, you are one of them."

What Li Yuanzi said was not empty talk. This Master Lingmu not only established a foundation in Taoism, but also became a disciple of a Jindan elder.

In order to please the Jindan cultivator, the clan naturally paid attention to the matter of preaching.

Now, for the sake of his cousin, Li Yuanzi could only reluctantly give up a spot for a collateral disciple.

Fang Yi was a little confused, but with so many cultivators in the sect, why did they choose him? Fang Yi was a little confused.

"Fellow Daoist Li, there are hundreds of cultivators in this Spiritual Plant Garden. Why did you choose me? My aptitude is average, and I have nothing special about me."

Li Yuanzi sighed helplessly.

"Because you are so good-looking."

"ha?!!!!

Daoist Li, please don't joke with me."

"I didn't lie to Fellow Daoist Fang. Senior Sister Lingmu is a female cultivator, and she possesses an unusual spiritual root, the Ice Spirit Root.

In order to avoid being left with a bad impression by Master Uncle Lingmu, the person chosen to welcome guests in the garden must be outstanding in appearance and have good character.

Because of the conflicting attributes, the spiritual roots of the chosen cultivators are water and wood."

Fang Yi understood.

"Is this Master Lingmu exceptionally gifted? Or does he have a powerful backer?"
Qian Zhiyuan went so far to please her in order to curry favor with her.

Although Fang Yi did not like this matter, he had some understanding of the illicit love between his fellow disciples in his previous life.

Now that the spiritual stones are delivered to my door, I naturally won’t refuse them.

What's more, the matter of this ceremonial procession, which was spoken by the foundation-building cultivator in Qianzhi Garden, also involved another foundation-building cultivator of extremely high status.

Unless he betrays the sect at this time, it is no longer possible for him to refuse.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what do I need to prepare?"

Li Yuanzi spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to prepare anything else. Just don't leave Lingyang Peak for the next half month. When the time comes, a cultivator will naturally come and take you to Qianzhi Garden to prepare."

Fang Yi thanked him and said, "Thank you for coming to tell me this."

Li Yuanzi nodded, put away the green rice, and weighed it.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he was only ten kilograms short of the target of three hundred kilograms.

'Fortunately, there's not much missing.'

Then Li Yuanzi took out a wooden tablet with the words "Qianzhi Garden" engraved on it and began to record.

"In the 33rd Jingshe, outer disciple Fang Yi is cultivating a first-grade, low-grade spiritual field, planting green rice. The spiritual rice yield is now 300 kilograms, and has been completed."

After completing the record, Li Yuanzi took out ten low-grade spirit stones and handed them to Fang Yi, and gave him instructions again.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, remember not to leave Lingyang Peak in the next half month.

"Otherwise, if the Foundation Establishment Master in the garden blames us, we will never be able to bear the blame."

Fang Yi nodded seriously. "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Li. I naturally know the seriousness of this matter."

"That's good to know. I'll go ahead."

Watching Li Yuanzi leave, Fang Yi felt a little emotional. He never thought that one day, he would get a lot of benefits just because of his good looks.

As for being noticed by a Foundation Establishment Master, he didn't hold out any hope.

But these ten low-grade spirit stones solved the urgent problem.

(End of this chapter)