Immortal Space

Wang Hong transplanted the spirit jujube tree to the entrance of the new cave. This fruit tree was originally covered with spirit jujubes, but now it is sparse, with only some very young fruits.

Friends who have a good relationship with him, when they come, they directly pick the jujubes and eat them. If they are not very familiar, they are embarrassed to do it. Wang Hong usually picks some for entertainment.

It takes more than 20 years for each jujube to mature from flowering to maturity. Naturally, the speed of ripening cannot keep up with the speed of eating.

In particular, every time the elder brother came over, he would not let go of the immature jujubes on the tree, and ate them with great relish.

Now he owns more than forty acres of spiritual land, and he has transplanted twenty spiritual jujube trees from the space. These spiritual jujube trees are taller, and twenty trees occupy one mu of land.

Don't be afraid if there are many guests in the future

Wang Hong walked under the tree, covered with jujubes, big and small, even if he didn't eat them, he still felt happy.

This kind of Lingzao is only a first-order spirit item. Although it tastes delicious, it is nothing compared to his current status.

He also transplanted two white crystal fruit trees and several other second-order spiritual fruits.

These are the spiritual fruits that he often eats. Planting a few and putting them on the bright side will make it easier to take them out and eat them in the future.

Lest he always feel that he has to eat some snacks like a thief, and those who don't know think he stole it.

That nest of spirit bees is still placed on the spirit jujube tree. After several years of development, the population of this nest of spirit peaks has reached 100,000.

Anyway, the Qingxu sect has enough honey, so the number of spirit bees can be increased by ten times without worrying about it.

After Wang Hong had planted all these, only a fraction of the more than 40 acres of spiritual land in the Dongfu had just been used up.

After thinking about it, he felt that he should plant some crops with a short growth period and quick returns.

Many second-order spiritual creatures can take at least one or two hundred years, and at most hundreds of years to mature.

When the spiritual thing matures, if he can form a golden core, he will no longer need it. If he can't form a core, he is already dead, so what's the use of it?

In the end, he decided to plant the second mutated spiritual grain in the space. This kind of spiritual grain can only mature once in ten years in the space.

However, this kind of spiritual grain has been planted in Qingxu City last time, and it is not mature yet, and the ordinary spiritual field soil does not seem to be suitable for its growth.

Last time, the Linggu seedlings in Qingxu City almost died, and they were revived only after spreading some space soil.

Moreover, the space soil sown in the spiritual fields outside cannot be permanently effective, and it will be re-sowed after a period of time.

The spiritual field in Qingxu City has been sprinkled twice, but each time it only needs a little bit.

Still hired those few Qi training disciples to help him plant the spiritual grain.

Planting 40 acres of land spiritual valley, even with his current foundation and cultivation base, it would take several days. With these few days, he might as well use them for cultivation.

And qi training disciples only need to plant ten days of land, and they will be rewarded with ten qi gathering pills, which is much better than practicing by themselves.

This beautiful job has made countless qi training disciples envious.

After Wang Hong arranged these people to work, he went to practice by himself.

In the new cave, just the training room covers an area of ​​two acres and is three feet high, so it is convenient to practice some magic spells, flying swords and other magic tools in it.

After refining a few pills, he entered the space.

There are a lot of messy things in the past few days, and he hasn't spent much time in the space.

Sometimes he likes to be in a daze in this world that belongs to him alone. He can float quietly in the air, or lie among the flowers, enjoying this undisturbed tranquility.

Today he hung himself on the top of a tree, thinking like a wild horse, thinking wildly.

Suddenly, he found a rune in the center of his head, and he still had a little impression of this rune.

It should be the rune that Gu Qingyang drew with his blood when he was promoted to Foundation Establishment and Gu Qingyang registered him.

His body in the space is just a phantom body similar to the primordial spirit. It seems that the power similar to the blood contract was directly imprinted on his primordial spirit.

He tried to use his spiritual sense to move the rune. Since he didn't have a physical body, all his actions in the space were driven by his spiritual sense.

The rune trembled slightly before returning to calm, accompanied by a severe headache.

After the pain disappeared, he tried to move the rune with his consciousness again, but he had another severe headache, and the rune only trembled a little.

However, Wang Hong observed carefully and found that the rune had moved a little bit, which proved that he still had a chance to remove the rune from his body.

There is no need to worry about this, just take it slowly in the future, compared to other fellow students, at least he still has a chance to move it out.

Other monks couldn't even see their souls, let alone move them out.

The soul of a monk has to reach the Nascent Soul stage and form a Nascent Soul before he has the opportunity to leave the physical body for a short time.

So under the Nascent Soul, there is no solution to this situation.

As for the Nascent Soul stage, that is already the Supreme Elder, within one case, who else needs to restrain it?

Ten days later, his forty mu of spiritual valley had been planted.

He called several qi training disciples together, and paid them respectively, ten Qi Gathering Pills each, which made the several disciples happy, and now they are holding back their joy.

What's your name? Wang Hong asked a tall and thick-looking disciple. He occasionally used his spiritual sense to observe it these days, and it was he who worked the hardest.

The disciple's name is Chen Nian. The disciple replied respectfully.

I want to hire you to help me take care of the spiritual field, and be responsible for watering, weeding, killing insects and everything else in the spiritual field. Will you agree?

The spiritual field outside is not just planted, but also needs to invest a lot of time and energy in daily care.

Because he has always been careful not to bring weed seeds into his space, it saves him a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, compared with the current time of more than one hundred times in the space, how fast the growth speed of the weeds in the space should be.

It is estimated that he doesn't have to do anything every day, and weeding may not be able to get rid of it.

There are also various pests in the same way. There are no seeds in it, and there is no need for watering. The soil in the space itself has some humidity, which is enough for spiritual plants to grow, as long as there is enough spiritual energy in it.

He was overjoyed when he heard the words in the first few days, and he also knew that this uncle was very generous in the past few days, and the treatment would definitely not be low.

Of course my disciple is willing, thank you for your kindness!

Zhennian gave Wang Hong a deep bow and saluted.

Okay, from now on, I will hand over my spiritual field to you to take care of. I will give you ten Qi Gathering Pills as a reward every month. If you do a good job, you can also be rewarded separately.

The other disciples were not selected by Wang Hong, and they were jealous in their hearts, feeling that Chen Nian had luck, why didn't he have such good luck!

But none of them would have thought that Chen Nian was working hard when they were bragging and chatting in the spiritual field.

When they planted the land casually and perfunctorily, Chen Nian was meticulous and planted every grain of spiritual grain in an orderly manner.