I rely on farming to transform the world of cultivation

"Since there are no souls left, let's go back first."

Feeling that it would take some time for the Yinling locust tree to baptize so many souls, Fang Chen did not plan to wait at the coast. He put the two Yinling locust trees into the second-generation immortal mansion and turned to enter the Absolute Soul Swamp.

Going downstairs, he talked with Lin Qingshan and Xu Qiyun. Nothing happened in the territory and everything went on as usual.

Both reclamation and sowing are coming to an end, which is a good thing, but Lin Qingshan also reported new problems.

The descendants of the Immortal Dynasty will have a period of leisure.

It's not that it's bad for them to be idle, and Fang Chen is not the kind of person who is unwilling to give them a little vacation.

The main reason is that the territory is now poor and white. They didn't care when they were busy before, but now that they are idle, they have more time to think.

Although they are called descendants of the Immortal Dynasty, they still wear shabby clothes from the refugee period. After this period of labor, they look like slaves.

The first batch of descendants of the Immortal Dynasty were better. They had already cultivated and were full of energy. The second batch really looked no different from slaves.

Fortunately, the weather is hot now, so if they wear thinner clothes, they will be cool, but they can't always look like this.

They were refugees before, and they only needed to have food to eat, but now they have become descendants of the Immortal Dynasty. Some of them have already entered the immortal path. It is a bit unreasonable to dress like this.

As long as they are free, they will naturally have such thoughts.

In fact, the reason why Lin Qingshan reported this to Fang Chen was because such voices had begun to appear among the descendants of the Immortal Dynasty.

After having their own rooms, after the night class every night, they have independent and leisure time.

When they were not refugees, although there were not many clothes at home, they were at least decently dressed. Why did they only have this set of shabby clothes after becoming descendants of the Immortal Dynasty?

"It's really a problem."

Fang Chen naturally considered the clothing aspect.

But what he wanted was to make a batch of robes for these descendants of the Immortal Dynasty directly with spiritual silk.

The main reason was that at the beginning, he did not expect that his first step would be so big.

But there were so many refugees in Qingshi City at that time. Since he had the ability and the need, there was no need to choose to help only a part of them.

The supplies in the mortal world were easy to deal with. He had prepared a lot of bedding and quilts. Even if 600 people from the Sea Demon Gang joined later, it was enough.

But as for clothes, Fang Chen was ready to make robes from the beginning. However, even if the silkworms in his hands were spinning silk and smoking, they would not be able to produce so much silk in time.

"It's my fault. I didn't consider the future after changing the plan."

After realizing this, Fang Chen did not shirk his responsibility and began to think about solutions.

"Lord, if possible, I suggest that those temporarily unused sheets and quilts be turned into clothes."

Seeing that Fang Chen did not have any good solutions, Lin Qingshan also put forward his own ideas.

"Then let's do it."

This is indeed much simpler than Fang Chen going to the mortal world again to buy cloth.

As for sewing tools such as scissors and needles, Fang Chen had already purchased them and handed them to Lin Qingshan before.

"Okay, I'll start arranging some people to withdraw from the work of reclamation and sowing in the next two days, and concentrate on making new clothes for everyone."

After getting Fang Chen's agreement, Lin Qingshan was also very happy. After all, his clothes were also missing pieces here and there, tattered and windy.

It is of course a good thing to be able to change into new clothes.

In fact, he noticed this problem because he felt the same way.

When saying goodbye to Lin Qingshan, Fang Chen also discovered this and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

After solving a hidden danger, his mood also improved a lot. He stood by the window and looked at the descendants of the Immortal Dynasty who were resting downstairs.

Compared to their increasingly good mental outlook, their clothes did look a little unpleasant.

"It's time to change."

Muttering to himself, Fang Chen left the window.

Take out the Moon God Flower, Moon Hua Spirit Grass and two Yin Ling Sophora trees. He now feels more and more that it is too worry-free to plant these spiritual plants that need to be frequently changed in pots, and take them whenever you need them.

After sensing, the two Yin Ling Spaces had not grown to their limits, so he was not in a hurry to spend energy on them. He took out some spiritual fruits from the second-generation immortal mansion, ate them, and then meditated to practice.

This meditation lasted for an entire afternoon until he successfully opened up a pair of acupuncture points.

"Hu——"

His cultivation level improved a little bit, and there was not much emotional fluctuation on Fang Chen's face. He just exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Compared with the various things he would face later, this improvement in cultivation level was really not worth mentioning.

The spiritual thoughts probed into the Yin Ling Space, and both Yin Ling Spaces stopped growing.

The space with the spiritual thoughts clone had grown to 30 feet in length, width and height at this moment, and its volume reached half of the second-generation immortal mansion.

The space without the spiritual thoughts clone had only grown to a little more than 10 feet in length, width and height, which was much smaller in terms of senses compared to the former.

According to Fang Chen's observation, those souls who had lost their bodies preferred the Yin Ling Space with spiritual thoughts clones, which caused such a difference.

With a sweep of his spiritual thoughts, he found that there were a full thousand souls in the larger Yin Ling Space, not counting the spiritual clones, and only a little over a hundred in the other one.

"So, the upper limit of the Yin Ling Space to store souls is a thousand?"

The number of a thousand was too neat, so Fang Chen naturally made such a guess.

It was also very simple to verify. He used his spiritual thoughts to capture a soul from another Yin Ling space. The other party had been cleansed of the evil spirit and memories of his previous life, and did not know how to resist at all. He was easily captured.

"Ah ah——"

Bathed in the spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower, the soul actually made a comfortable cry.

This is normal. The spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower can enhance the power of the soul. For the soul, it is a supreme treasure.

However, Fang Chen obviously would not let him enjoy the spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower all the time. He quickly controlled the spiritual thoughts and planned to stuff it into another Yin Ling space.

But he failed.

This also proved that Fang Chen's idea was correct.

Putting the soul back to his original position, Fang Chen injected the spiritual thoughts into the spiritual thoughts clone and observed this Yin Ling space that had changed greatly.

"Huh? Ah——"

As soon as he took over the spiritual thoughts clone, Fang Chen instinctively realized that something was wrong. A large amount of information quickly rushed to his spiritual thoughts and then passed it to him.

The feeling of dizziness made him cry out.

This pain was more intense than when he first crossed over and accepted the memories of the original owner.

Perhaps sensing this discomfort, the spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower suddenly became brighter and fell on Fang Chen, like a cool breeze, making the pain seem less unbearable.

It was also with the help of the spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower that he finally digested this information and knew their origins.

These are the memories of the thousand souls.

When they turned into nutrients for the growth of the Yin Spirit Space, these memories would automatically play. Fang Chen only glanced at them roughly, but the spiritual clone watched the whole process.

Not only that, he remembered them all.

Then Fang Chen, who had no idea, fell into the trap.

However, after digesting these memories, Fang Chen felt that everything was worth it.

There were dozens of demon cultivators among these souls, and more than a dozen of them were good at playing with souls.

From their memories, Fang Chen learned how to continue to build the Yin Spirit Space and turn it into a ghost domain.

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