Reincarnated as a turtle: I have lived a long life, but I still have to farm.

"Can I ask, how much spiritual rice can be produced from one acre of land?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked weakly, feeling a little unsure.

"If nothing goes wrong, the yield per mu will be around 200 kilograms." The guy answered patiently.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to know nothing, the waiter introduced the price of spiritual rice to her.

The cheapest is the lower-grade spiritual rice, which is sold for one spiritual stone per ten kilograms.

Next is the medium-quality spiritual rice, which is sold for one spiritual stone per catty.

Top-grade spiritual rice is sold at ten spirit stones per pound, while top-grade spiritual rice is sold at one hundred spirit stones per pound.

Finally, I was reminded that the growth cycle of Lingmi takes six months.

Lin Xiaoxiao secretly calculated that with her current assets, she could only afford to buy seeds of medium-grade spiritual rice at most.

After half a year of hard work, it is estimated that the profit will be about one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

It's really hard to make money, but it's hard to eat shit. This saying is applicable everywhere.

"I want a bag of medium-quality spiritual rice seeds"

No matter how you calculate it, buying medium-quality spiritual rice seeds now is the most appropriate choice.

Lin Xiaoxiao had never imagined that she would encounter a situation where there would be no harvest at all.

What a joke, she is the longevity turtle, blessing all spirits.

If you can't even grow the magical rice, what's the point of talking about blessings?

As for why she only bought one bag, it was because she was poor now and had a lot of other things to buy.

The waiter was not in a hurry to collect Lin Xiaoxiao's spirit stones. Having been a waiter for such a long time, he had some experience in judging people.

He took out two bags of seeds from the counter and introduced them: "Fellow Daoist, one of these two bags of seeds is Spirit Absorbing Grass, which is one of the main raw materials for making talisman paper. It is a first-level spiritual plant, with ten seeds in a bag. When mature, each plant is worth ten spirit stones."

The clerk looked at Lin Xiaoxiao and found that she was not impatient, so he continued to introduce: "One bag is Qingxin Grass, which is one of the necessary materials for refining Yuanling Pills. It is a first-level spiritual medicine, and when mature, one plant costs twelve spiritual stones. The growth cycle is three months, and our store will buy them."

What the guy didn't say is that spiritual plants are not that easy to grow. Even if the survival rate of first-level spiritual plants can reach 70%, it is already quite good.

Lin Xiaoxiao was really moved. This was exactly what she was thinking.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was too poor, asked, "How much is a bag?"

The waiter's tone became more friendly after hearing this: "It only takes ten spirit stones."

Lin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She could still afford two bags of twenty spirit stones.

It is better to grow spiritual plants and spiritual medicines. The profit is much higher than spiritual rice.

Lin Xiaoxiao decisively decided to buy it, but when she saw the waiter trying to take something from the counter, she quickly stopped him.

She couldn't let him continue introducing her, as she was afraid that she would lose her entire fortune if he did.

The waiter stopped introducing the matter in disappointment. After taking seventy spirit stones from Lin Xiaoxiao, he still sent Lin Xiaoxiao away enthusiastically.

Lin Xiaoxiao walked out of the spiritual plant shop and touched her storage bag, feeling emotional. It turned out that being poor was the best way to stop spending.

Even so, the guy still tricked her into buying a bag of seeds of the healing elixir Guangyingcao on the way she left.

Lin Xiaoxiao walked straight to the weapon refining hall. She didn't even glance at the Immortal Weapon Workshop when she passed by it, because she didn't deserve it!

Even if she could afford magic weapons, she wouldn't use them now. She wouldn't have to worry about her safety after returning to her original island. Just kidding, she is a turtle, and the greatest attribute of a turtle is defense.

She's not provoking anyone, so who would bother with a turtle shell?

If you need something now, it is best to go to the Equipment Refining Hall. The Equipment Refining Hall not only has ready-made items, but can also make simple items on the spot according to customers' requirements.

As I walked into the weapon refining hall, a wave of heat hit me in my face. It was very similar to a blacksmith shop, except that there were no naked men clanging and forging iron by the furnace.

Lin Xiaoxiao was a little disappointed, as she thought she would see a muscular man who was cultivating immortality.

"Fellow Daoist, all the goods are here. Just tell me what you want." A middle-aged man was refining the goods while controlling the fire.

Lin Xiaoxiao did not look at the goods according to his words. Instead, she curiously observed the man refining the equipment, or to be more precise, the fire under the equipment.

Because she saw that the fire was coming out of the stones below.

If I could get a few stones like this, it would be extremely convenient for refining tools and cooking in the future.

"Are you selling the flaming stone that you use to refine your weapon?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked hesitantly.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then realized that Lin Xiaoxiao was asking about Flint.

"Are you talking about flint? If you want it, I can sell it to you."

"Really? How do I use this?" Lin Xiaoxiao became happy and asked hurriedly.

"You just need to input spiritual energy into the flint. The size of the fire depends on the amount of spiritual energy input." The middle-aged man paused and added.

"But if you use it every day, it can only be used for three months. After that, the flint will turn into powder."

"How much?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked.

"I'll give you two spirit stones for one flint."

The middle-aged man didn't expect that someone would buy flint from his shop. This was just like going to a medicine shop to buy an alchemy furnace.

"Give me ten dollars." Lin Xiaoxiao decided to buy it without thinking.

Then, Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the merchandise in the store but didn't find anything she needed.

She needed to buy a pot, a cooking pot. If she wasn't worried that the items in her mall couldn't withstand the baptism of fire in the world of immortal cultivation, Lin Xiaoxiao wouldn't have to go to the weapon refining hall.

After Lin Xiaoxiao's oral instructions, the middle-aged man quickly made what Lin Xiaoxiao needed on the spot.

All kinds of pots are available. As the saying goes, no matter whether you will use them or not, you must have them when you want to use them.

Because it was simple and used cheap materials, plus the labor cost, Lin Xiaoxiao spent a total of fifty spirit stones.

Finally, Lin Xiaoxiao bought a few simplest robes, whose main function was to be durable. Thinking that she was going to open up new land, the clothes must be sturdy.

Fortunately, the clothes in the world of immortal cultivation all have formations on them. They are not only beautiful but also not easy to be damaged. It cost her seventy spirit stones.

Lin Xiaoxiao planned to return home with the only five remaining spirit stones. What could five spirit stones buy? She had to keep some money for herself.

On the way back, Lin Xiaoxiao saw an animal placed at the entrance of the Spirit Beast Pavilion from afar.

Lin Xiaoxiao walked closer and exclaimed, "Oh my God, I see a fellow villager. A giant panda!"

A panda cub, to be exact.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked left and right, and began to circle around the panda, muttering, "I've always wanted to see giant pandas, but my life ended before I could realize it. I never thought I'd meet one in the world of cultivation. God has been very kind to me."

The guy at the Spirit Beast Pavilion saw Lin Xiaoxiao stop at the door and stare at the iron-eating beast intently.

Guessing that this person might be interested in buying it, he quickly walked out and stood next to Lin Xiaoxiao: "Do you like this iron-eating beast, fellow Taoist?"

"Iron-eating beast?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked back. Oh, yes, the panda used to be called the iron-eating beast. It is said to be very ferocious and was once the mount of the ancient war god Chi You.

"Yes, that's right, the one in front of you is it," the guy responded.

"How many spirit stones are needed?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

This was a national treasure in her previous life. Who would dare to raise it privately?

Even in ancient legends, it was an awesome existence. How could she dream of this? I wonder if it is worth money in this world of immortal cultivation.

"Not much, just five thousand spirit stones." The guy replied with a smile.

Wow, it’s worthy of being a national treasure and is valuable wherever it goes.

Lin Xiaoxiao was about to leave with an apologetic smile, but before she could speak, she heard someone say, "Junior Sister Lin, if you want to buy a spirit beast, maybe you can consider something else. This iron-eating beast has a single attack method, so it may not be a wise choice."