A sage master under the pine tree imparted the Dao and taught longevity.

Listen to the pine valley and look inside the pine stream.

Chen Shuer sat barefoot on the ancient pine tree, stuffing a sugar cake into her mouth, her two little feet swinging gently.

"what?"

Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to the distance, and she tilted her head, asking, "Isn't that Master? Why are there so many people following behind him?"

"Could it be that my junior brother did something wrong, and now they've come knocking on our door?"

Thinking about it, she patted her head.

"No, no! Junior Brother meditates and cultivates under this tree all day long, how could he possibly provoke so many people?"

She grew up among the audience and, apart from going to the mortal market a few times with her master, she had never seen any other mortals.

She knew nothing about worldly affairs and couldn't figure it out, so she simply climbed down from the ancient pine tree, strode forward, and patted her junior brother, who was meditating earnestly, on the shoulder.

Xiao Jin finished his practice, slowly brought his hands together from top to bottom, and opened his eyes.

Before me was Shu'er's round face.

"Ha!"

Xiao Jin was startled and took several steps back from his seat.

"Senior sister, don't scare me!"

"Hehehe." Shu'er smiled mischievously, clapped her hands, and pointed into the valley.

"Look, Master is leading a lot of people this way!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jin didn't bother to argue and quickly got up to look in the direction Shu'er was pointing.

At the mouth of the valley, Chen Chuan, dressed in a plain Taoist robe, walked slowly forward, followed by more than a hundred villagers who lined up behind him, some carrying plows and hoes, others carrying baskets and dustpans.

The villagers all looked respectful and stopped when they reached a flat area by the stream.

Chen Chuan looked up and saw his two disciples standing under the pine tree. He nodded slightly, gestured for the villagers to wait, then lightly flicked his whisk and crossed the stream.

The stream stones were slippery, but he lightly touched them with his toes without getting a single drop of water on his body, and he was in front of the two people in a few steps.

Shu'er, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, skipped forward and tugged at Chen Chuan's sleeve, asking, "Master, why did these villagers come with you? And they brought so many things, are they planning to do something outside the temple?"

Xiao Jin stood to the side with his hands at his sides, his eyes full of doubt, waiting for his master to answer his questions.

Chen Chuan raised his hand and rubbed Shu'er's head, saying gently, "The spiritual rice in the temple is becoming increasingly scarce, and purchasing it is very expensive. The reason for inviting the villagers here is to cultivate fields in this flat area outside the temple. In the future, I plan to grow spiritual rice and spiritual plants myself to meet the needs of cultivation in the temple."

"Yay! We won't have to worry about running out of spirit rice anymore!" Shu'er clapped her hands happily.

Chen Chuan smiled faintly, took out a [Transmission Talisman], whispered a few words, and threw it towards the villagers.

Among the villagers, Wang Huai'an received a divine decree in his ear, stepped out of the group, bowed to Chen Chuan from afar, then turned around and loudly assigned tasks. More than a hundred villagers responded and began to move, some wielding plows to turn the soil, some carrying baskets to clear stones, and some leading mules and horses to transport soil. Their movements were skillful and orderly.

Wang Huai'an moved among them, giving instructions and directing the work. The villagers, grateful for Chen Chuan's help in eliminating the demon, all worked diligently and dared not slack off in the slightest.

By the time the sun began to set, twenty acres of farmland had been cleared and prepared outside the palace.

The craftsmen in the town then moved all the stones they had obtained from turning over the soil to the riverbank, where they chiseled and built a simple stone bridge that connected the riverbank in no time.

Seeing everyone busy at work, Shu'er was filled with curiosity. She turned around, climbed up the ancient pine tree, sat among the branches and looked down, with half a piece of sugar cake in her mouth.

Xiao Jin stood beside Chen Chuan, gazing at the lively scene before him with curiosity in his eyes, looking at Chen Chuan expectantly.

Chen Chuan noticed his thoughts and gently patted his shoulder: "Since you're curious, why don't you go up and take a look?"

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up. He bowed to thank his master and nimbly climbed up the ancient pine tree, settling down on a branch beside Shu'er.

When Shu'er saw him coming, she looked down at the only piece of sweet cake left in her hand, broke it in half, thought for a moment, and handed the smaller piece to Xiao Jin: "Here, have some."

Xiao Jin was slightly taken aback, then took it and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

The two sat among the pine branches, watching the villagers below finish up and tidy up until dusk fell. Only then did they see the villagers stop working and set up simple sheds as temporary shelters by the fields outside the village.

For several days in a row, the villagers went out early and returned late, felling trees and chiseling stones to build a granary next to the fields and a cowshed by the stream.

After the granary and cattle shed were completed, Wang Huai'an led a group of villagers to bid farewell to Chen Chuan. He then brought over a large, robust blue ox with glossy skin and prominent horns. He bowed and said, "Immortal Master, this ox is somewhat intelligent and can pull a plow to cultivate the land. It is a small token of the villagers' goodwill, and we hope that you will accept it."

Chen Chuan looked at the blue ox before him and nodded, saying, "I appreciate your kindness."

After saying that, he had Shu'er and Xiao Jin bring over a wooden frame.

Wang Huai'an looked around curiously and saw that there were more than a hundred paper packets about the size of a thumb inside the frame.

"Immortal Master, what is this?"

"These are just a few small tokens. I have refined several batches of elixirs to strengthen muscles and bones these past few days. I had my disciple grind them into powder and distributed them into over a hundred packets as a small token of my gratitude. Take care on your journey home."

Upon hearing this, Wang Huai'an repeatedly expressed his gratitude before leading the team away.

As the villagers' procession gradually faded into the distance, Tingsong Valley returned to its tranquil state. The large blue ox stood beside the newly built cowshed, gently swishing its tail to swat away mosquitoes and flies, its appearance gentle and docile.

Shu'er was already captivated by the enormous creature. She ran to the cowshed, curiously approached, reached out to touch it, and then timidly withdrew.

The big blue ox was indeed somewhat intelligent. Seeing her like this, it lowered its head and gently sniffed the hem of her clothes. Its warm breath sprayed onto the back of Shu'er's hand, making her giggle.

"Master, Master, this ox is so big! I've only ever seen it in picture books before!" Shu'er turned to Chen Chuan and called out, reaching out to gently stroke the smooth, shiny back of the ox.

Xiao Jin also walked over slowly and stood beside Chen Chuan, watching.

Suddenly, Shu'er clapped her hands and said to Chen Chuan, "Master, this ox doesn't have a name yet! Shall I give it a name?"

Chen Chuan smiled and nodded: "If you like it, then take it."

Shu'er tilted her head and pondered for a while, then her gaze fell on the dark green horns of the blue ox, and her eyes lit up: "Its whole body is green and its horns are beautiful, let's call it Blue Horn!"

After saying that, she leaned close to the blue ox's ear and softly called, "Blue Horn, Blue Horn~"

The big blue ox seemed to respond, letting out a soft moo and nuzzling her little hand with its head.

Shu'er was overjoyed. She turned and ran to Chen Chuan, tugging at his sleeve and gently shaking it, pleading softly, "Master, Qingjiao is so good. I want to take care of it, to feed it hay and water every day, and to clean the cowshed. I promise I'll do my best. Please promise me?"

Seeing her charming and innocent appearance, and the genuine joy in her eyes, Chen Chuan couldn't bear to disappoint her. He reached out and gently patted her head, saying softly, "In that case, Qingjiao is in your care. You must not give up halfway."

Upon hearing this, Shu'er was overjoyed and nodded emphatically, saying in a clear voice, "Disciple obeys! I will take good care of Qingjiao!"

After saying that, she pulled Xiao Jin and ran towards the kitchen, calling out, "Junior brother, junior brother, let's go find some fresh herbs for Qingjiao!"

Before long, two small figures could be seen squatting on the grass by the stream, picking fruit.

Standing under the pine tree, Chen Chuan looked at the vibrant scene before him and felt a warmth added to the Songjian Temple.

Suddenly, something came to mind, and his relaxed brows furrowed slightly again.

We have the land, but what about the spirit seeds?

He was currently penniless. Even if he used talismans and pills to exchange for spirit seeds, he would still need to use two immortal techniques, [Fertile Soil Technique] and [Rainfall Technique], to turn ordinary fields into spirit fields where spirit plants could be grown.

I haven't learned these two methods myself, and if I were to buy the techniques at the market, the price would be high.

Actually, he had a solution in mind, but...

"well…"

After hesitating for a few moments, Chen Chuan turned around and went back into the temple, heading straight for the main room.

He took out an ebony box from under the bed and retrieved the [Sound Transmission Stone] from inside.

Both the [Sound Transmission Stone] and the [Sound Transmission Talisman] can transmit sound. However, the [Sound Transmission Talisman] has a range of only a few miles, while the [Sound Transmission Stone] has no distance limit. It just requires magic power to operate, and the farther the distance, the more magic power is required.

Looking at the [Sound Transmission Stone], Chen Chuan paused, sighed, and then slowly poured his magic power into it.

A few breaths later, a figure slowly appeared on the [Sound Transmission Stone].