Palm fairy garden

Chapter 100
Lingbao Mountain's appeal for help did not cause much disturbance, whether it was to the low-level monks in the Yaoyuan Water Realm or to the disciples of the Yaoyuan Taoist Academy.

For Su Ming, the practice life is still the same as usual.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

Yaoyuan Taoist Temple.

The fourth floor of the Refining Tower.

A closed room with a closed door.

Su Ming sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the secret room, with his eyes tightly closed.

On his forehead, fine beads of sweat kept rolling down, wet his temples and cheeks, and his Taoist robe was also soaked in sweat.

Obviously, Su Ming was enduring unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

in fantasy.

Su Ming has persisted in the second level for almost half an hour, adding up the total time, he has persisted for almost an hour.

This time record has a faint tendency to catch up with the genius disciple of Yaoyuan Taoist Academy.

After practicing in the Heart Refining Pagoda for a year, Su Ming's reputation became more and more famous among the disciples of Yaoyuan Dao Academy.

During the Taoist teaching, more and more people began to pay attention to Su Ming, a disciple of the new generation.

Everyone was rumoring that another genius disciple would be born in the Taoist Academy.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Hoo!"

Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes and retreated from the illusion.

"no,"

Su Ming shook his head slightly, "Still unable to break through to the third level."

Even though he was able to persist for more than half an hour during the bone-sawing punishment, he still couldn't enjoy it so much that it had no effect on him.

For him, the pain of sawing bones is still a torture that needs to be tortured.

It's just that Su Ming's spirit is strong enough and his Dao heart is tough enough to endure the pain of sawing bones for more than half an hour.

"However, my spiritual consciousness is getting closer and closer to the fourth level of foundation building. When I break through to the fourth level of foundation building, maybe I can try to enter the third level."

Su Ming thought to himself.

His consciousness spread out again, and this time, his consciousness extended to more than three miles and was approaching four miles.

Indeed, as Su Ming said, it is only one step away from the fourth floor of foundation building.

The spiritual consciousness of the third floor of the foundation and the spiritual consciousness of the fourth floor of the foundation, although judging from the external performance, the coverage of the spiritual consciousness is only a mile away.

But reflected in the soul, there is an obvious gap.

Although this gap is far from the level of a qualitative change, it is enough for Su Ming to pass the second level of the Heart Refining Pagoda and step into the third level.

Now, Su Ming already knows that the record holder of the Heart Refining Pagoda in Yaoyuan Taoist Academy is also stuck at the limit of the second level.

In other words, the opponent's spiritual consciousness is roughly equivalent to the third level of foundation building.

Maybe a little stronger than Su Ming, but the gap is already very small.

When Su Ming's spiritual consciousness reaches the fourth level of foundation establishment, it is equivalent to stepping into the middle stage of foundation establishment.

With this level of spiritual consciousness, not to mention ordinary Taoist disciples, even Qin Jiaoxi would be willing to bow down when he came.

After all, Qin Jiaoxi was only a third-level foundation-builder, not much better than the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva who was beheaded by Su Ming.

Stand up from the futon.

Su Ming walked out of the secret room.

Walking to the door of the Mind Refining Pagoda, all the disciples who came to the Mind Refining Pagoda to train their Dao Heart all paid attention to Su Ming.

Some disciples were eager to move, and wanted to go up to Su Ming to say hello and get close, but seeing Su Ming's appearance of not being close to strangers, all of them had roots on their feet and couldn't move their legs.

Su Ming didn't care about the thoughts of these Taoist disciples who were all geniuses in the eyes of ordinary disciples, he said hello to the foundation cultivator guarding the Mind Refining Pagoda, and quickly left the Mind Refining Tower.

After Su Ming left, there were discussions among the crowd.

"That was Su Ming just now, right?"

"Yes, it's him. You just came to the Mind Training Pagoda, so it's normal not to know him. This person's spiritual consciousness and Dao Xin belong to the top group of disciples in the past generations of the Taoist school."

The disciple who answered hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "I heard from Teacher Xi that this person is very likely to be internally targeted by the Xianxia Sect."

"Internal decision?"

Another monk was taken aback, "Can I wait for the monk who learns the spell to be appointed by default?"

"Why not?"

The disciple who answered had a strange face and said, "Second-level alchemists and second-level weapon refiners can all be internally appointed by the Xianxia School, so why can't our talented disciples who learn spells and spells not be internally appointed?

You know, in terms of combat power, we are the strongest monks of the same rank! "

"That's different, we don't seem to be of much use to the sect."

The disciple who asked the question said embarrassingly.

"We are not very useful now, what about the future?"

Hearing this, the disciple who asked the question stopped talking.

But at this time, Su Ming, who was talking endlessly among the disciples of the Mind Refining Pagoda, had already returned to the courtyard of the dormitory.

After returning to the courtyard of the dormitory.

The first thing Su Ming did was to take out the Hall of Immortals.

Because not long ago, the Lingmi on Guangyuan Island was almost ripe.

Listen to Wu honestly, in just these two days, the island will usher in a good harvest of spiritual rice.

Back and forth, Su Ming paid too much in order to develop a fairy island.

Today is finally the day for the harvest of Lingmi.

Although there were only more than 4000 mu of spiritual fields in the first year, everything was difficult at the beginning.

Next year, the output of Lingmi on Guangyuan Island will usher in an explosive growth, and only then will Su Ming have a real cornucopia.

Connect the consciousness with the sword fairy puppet through the hall of immortals.

Su Ming found that as his spiritual consciousness broke through to the third foundation building, the distance he could control the sword fairy puppet had undergone a new qualitative change.

He has tested it, and now he controls a sword fairy puppet, and the longest distance can reach more than [-] miles.

It is almost possible to control the sword fairy puppet from Tianshu Island to move on Zhang Family's Jiling Island.

If Su Ming had the current divine consciousness, he would not have to sail two thousand miles away to Jiling Island, he would just sit in the Yaoyuan Taoist Temple and control the sword fairy puppet to go to the Zhang family to destroy the sect.

It can be seen from this that although his strength has not improved much, his strike range has been improved again.

From another perspective, the security of Su Ming himself has also been improved.

Controlling the Sword Immortal Puppet to fly over Guangyuan Island, which is a large area of ​​spiritual fields, Su Ming saw about 4000 paper figurine puppets busy in the spiritual field of more than [-] mu.

These newly added paper doll puppets are farmer-shaped paper doll puppets that Su Ming brought back from Yaojiang City over the past six months and refined them from the souls of mortals.

And now Wu Laoshi has become the steward of these fifteen hundred paper puppets.

During this year, Su Ming clearly felt the transformation of Wu Laoshi's management ability.

Before his death, Wu Laoshi was just a tenant foreman in charge of a small village, and his tenants were no more than twenty households.

Now, if one paper puppet is counted as one household, Mr. Wu is in charge of nearly [-] tenants.

Although most of these paper figurine tenants did not plant spiritual fields,
However, the spiritual fields to be planted in the spring of the coming year have already been cultivated, and when the batch of spiritual rice is harvested, the spiritual rice will be planted together.

At that time, almost [-] mu of spiritual fields in Guangyuan Island will be planted with spiritual rice, which is definitely a huge project.

Su Ming was sometimes worried that Wu Laoshi would make mistakes.

But at this moment, [-] paper figurines are harvesting the spiritual rice in an orderly manner in the spiritual field, removing the hulls from the spiritual rice, weighing the hulled spiritual rice, and packing it into bags.

Su Ming knew that the [-] mu of spiritual land cultivated in the coming year would be absolutely no problem for Wu Laoshi.

The [-] farmer-shaped paper puppets were done very quickly, and it took less than a day to harvest, shell, weigh, and bag all the [-] mu of spiritual fields.

Wu Laoshi arranged for the bagged Lingmi to be placed in the granary that had been built long ago.

He also specially reserved the spiritual rice seeds for the spiritual fields to be cultivated in the coming year, and only waited for the next spring to cultivate together.

Wu Laoshi discovered that among the two types of spiritual rice, Jinzhu rice and Yujing rice, Yujing rice seemed to be more suitable for farming in Guangyuan Island.

Therefore, the spiritual rice seeds he reserved are all jade crystal rice.

Seeing Wu Laoshi arrange everything in an orderly manner, Su Ming felt more comfortable than ever, and it was worth his painstaking efforts to create a farmer-shaped paper puppet.

"Now that the Lingmi has been harvested, it's time for me to go to Guangyuan Island."

Su Ming murmured.

He went to Guangyuan Island, of course, to take away the harvested Lingmi.

No way, the Sword Immortal Puppet can't use the magic weapon, otherwise, control it to put the Lingmi in a storage bag and send it to Su Ming, saving time and effort.

After thinking about it, Su Ming took out a message talisman, left a message to Qin Jiaoxi that he was going out, and then went straight to the port of Tianshu Island.

Following Su Ming's brilliant performance in the Mind Refining Pagoda, Su Ming became Qin Zhen's precious lump, fearing that he would have an accident like Zhang Jingchen back then.

Not long after Su Ming sent the message talisman, a message talisman flew back, which was Qin Zhen's thousand and one thousand instructions.

Shaking his head, Su Ming waved away the flame of the communication talisman, and rushed towards the port of Tianshu Island without looking back.

Tianshu Island Port.

A spirit boat set off from Tianshu Island to Guangyuan Island, five thousand miles away.

after one day.

Guangyuan Island is already in sight.

At this moment, all the farmer-shaped paper puppets on Guangyuan Island are sleeping.

Before Su Ming went to the island, he put them into a dormant mode.

On the busy Guangyuan Island in the past, all the paper puppets fell into a state of standing still no matter whether they were in the house or in the field.

Su Ming docked the spirit boat at the deep water port next to Guangyuan Island, and then landed on Guangyuan Island again.

Due to the protection of the array, Guangyuan Island has been extremely peaceful this year, and has not been harassed by pirate repairs.

After passing through the surrounding smoke formation, Su Ming felt that his eyes suddenly opened up.

There is a feeling of entering a paradise.

Walking in the countryside and fields, the scent of Lingmi wafted into his nostrils, filling Su Ming's heart.

He walked to the granaries in one village after another, and put all the spiritual rice that was full of granaries into storage bags.

In the end, his second-tier high-grade storage bags were almost full, and only then did he collect the spiritual rice produced by the four thousand acres of spiritual fields.

According to Wu Laoshi's weighing yesterday, the output of Lingmi in Guangyuan Island is about 750 catties per mu on average.

There are more than [-] mu of spiritual fields, with a total output of about [-] million catties of spiritual rice.

If so many Lingmi were sold to Lingmisi, according to Lingmisi's purchase price of 1.4 Lingshi per 3000 catties, Su Ming would probably be able to sell more than [-] Lingshi.

It is true that this amount of spirit stones is nearly ten times worse than the nearly 40 spirit stones that Su Ming robbed the Zhang family.

But this is only the first year.

As Su Ming's peasant paper figurines continued to grow, the number of spiritual lands reclaimed on Guangyuan Island continued to increase.

In a few years, Su Ming's annual harvest of spirit stones could break through 100, [-] million or even more.

Moreover, with the increase in Lingmi production, Su Ming will be able to operate other industries in the future.

Like spirit wine!

Compared with the Lingmi business, the Lingjiu business is obviously more profitable.

It’s just that most of the spirit wine business is controlled by high-level monks, without background and strength, if they rashly enter the spirit wine market, they may be approached by a Golden Core monk someday and ask for a discussion.

Running a business in the Immortal Cultivation World is no different than in the previous life. It is not that you can make a fortune if you are good at business. There are many industries without background and strength. Even if ordinary monks see business opportunities in them, they dare not touch them at all.

Lingmi is different. In Lanzhou, there are few monks who are willing to cultivate Lingmi.

In order to maintain the stability of the Lingmi market, the Xianxia Sect deliberately suppressed the price of Lingmi. As a result, fewer monks were willing to cultivate Lingmi.

In other words, Su Ming is willing to cultivate Lingmi on a large scale, and the happiest one is the Xianxia Sect.

The Xianxia faction never expects to make money from the Lingmi market, but Lingmi is the basis for the Xianxia faction to maintain their own rule, so they can't help but ignore it.

It was precisely after seeing this that Su Ming decided to grow Lingmi instead of cultivating Lingbei which seems to be more lucrative for Lingshi.

In the Yaoyuan water environment, it’s okay to make small troubles, and the industry that can really make the Lingbei breeding industry bigger and stronger is all without the Golden Core Stage monks sitting behind it.

Without the backing of Jindan monks, dare to manage the Lingbei industry, and become bigger and stronger, are the Jindan monks in Yaoyuan Water Realm really good men and women?

Take the Luo family where Luo Xiao lives as an example. Although his family does not have a Jindan ancestor, there are more than one late foundation-establishment monks in the family.

The most important thing is that the Lingbei raised by Luo Xiao's family is not worth mentioning to the Lingbei industry in the entire Yaoyuan water environment, and it belongs to the level of small businesses.

Naturally, no Jindan family or monks came to trouble the Luo family.

But Su Ming is different, once his army of paper puppet puppet grows stronger, it is absolutely impossible for them to make small troubles.

Not to mention rushing to monopolize the industry market, it will definitely become an industry giant in a short time.

In the world of cultivating immortals, daring to become an industry giant without strength is tantamount to a child walking in a busy city with gold bricks in his arms, basically he is not far from death.

This is the most important reason why Su Ming chose to plant Lingmi.

Although he will definitely become a disciple of Xianxia Sect in the future, which Jindan monk in Yaoyuan Water Realm is not the elder Keqing of Xianxia Sect?
With their connections in the Xianxia Sect, who would care about him as a small Xianxia Sect disciple?
Not to mention that Su Ming still planned to hide behind the scenes, and he didn't want to associate Guangyuan Island with himself.

Re-board the spirit boat with a storage bag full of spirit rice.

Su Ming activated the paper puppets in the sleeping mode again.

Seeing the empty granary, Wu honestly knew that all the Lingmi had been taken away by Lord Immortal.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wu Laoshi's mind resounded with praise from the Immortal.

Hearing Master Immortal's praise, Wu Laoshi suddenly felt energetic again.

Seeing Wu Laoshi who was as bloody as a chicken, Su Ming smiled and withdrew his consciousness.

Afterwards, he drove the spirit boat straight to Yaoguang Island.

(End of this chapter)