Yaozun

It was another morning, Gu Xingchen woke up from the vortex of spiritual energy that was comparable to the best, and then he looked around guiltily, and couldn't help but cover his face.

Ah, he's stealing other people's spiritual energy again.

In the city, the aura emanating from the spirit veins is locked in the spirit formation, and ordinary people are not allowed to practice. Children from ordinary families have to pay a lot of money to enter the spirit lock formation.

The aura he sucked in the past two days must be at least three or four hundred top-grade spirit stones, right?

The young man fell into the panic of being in debt, and walked into the small courtyard with a heavy heart, looking for a drink of water.

Apart from him, there was no one else in this small courtyard. Gu Xingchen looked around and pushed open the courtyard door.

After entering the eyes, the pupils trembled.

On the hillside in front of you, a huge building is rising from the ground, connecting the mountains and clouds, with a strange shape. Although it is only a prototype, there is no elaborate carving of the cornices and bucket arches, but the volume and area alone are already very large. It's amazing, it's not the division of the central axis grid of ordinary buildings and courtyards, but relying on the mountain to hide it among the mountains, forests and springs, well, he doesn't read much, so he can't describe it, but it is I feel very beautiful, very beautiful.

"Not bad?" Someone next to him asked with a smile.

Gu Xingchen instinctively pressed his sword and turned his head, and saw another boy who was a year or two younger than him.

The boy's clothes were not exquisite, coarse linen clothes, short hair and black pupils, but he was good-looking, and his facial features were not deep, but all of them were harmonious and harmonious. Gu Xingchen even felt that if his swordsmanship reached the most perfect state, he might not be able to portray him, right?

Especially those eyes, very special, just being looked at with his smile, you will feel that the world is very good, it seems that hearing the mountain wind in your ears becomes gentle, from whistling to low singing .

"You, hello." Gu Xingchen couldn't help but look away, avoiding those eyes.

"Well, good morning," Su Yao nodded, "I thought you couldn't live because you survived."

It’s okay not to talk about it, but when it comes to talking about it, Gu Xingchen feels embarrassed again: "My aptitude is not bad, so I refined the spiritual energy at night to survive. I haven’t asked yet, what is your spiritual energy? selling?"

Su Yao raised her eyebrows: "Why, you city people also want to buy and sell spiritual energy?"

He thought it was his own creation, how to sell it?How much is a party?Are there gas pipelines, LNG ships, etc.?

"Of course," Gu Xingchen said in a low voice, "Reiki is very expensive, ordinary people are strictly forbidden to practice without permission, but what can they do? But almost everyone will find ways to practice as much as possible, Provide a qualified monk to a family, or even a clan."

"That family is not a monk, can't they live an ordinary life?" Su Yao asked curiously.

"No way," Gu Xingchen shook his head, "If there are no monks in the family, there will be heavy taxes and heavy labor. If a neighborhood doesn't have a monk who trains Qi, it will be bullied by other neighbors. Even those who have been robbed for sale, but if there is a powerful monk, they will not be bullied, and the city will also reduce or exempt the tax burden, this is the only way out."

"But, isn't that right? Practitioners are stronger. Shouldn't some tax burdens be increased to let those weak people breathe?" Su Yao said casually, "Those who are capable work harder, so everyone can live better, right?"

Gu Xingshen was at a loss for words, thought for a while, and then replied: "But cultivation is also very costly. If the human monks are too weak, how can they resist the demons? When the city is destroyed, they will all be reduced to blood. That's true." There is no burden."

"It makes sense, but the resources of monks are far from those of ordinary people, right?" Su Yao is no longer a practice novice. According to the knowledge that Ms. Chen gave him, after practicing Qi, the things used for practice , basically has nothing to do with ordinary.

Gu Xing was stunned for a moment, thought carefully, and found that it seemed to be true: "So, why did they do this?".

"It's very simple, because they also have family members who can't practice." Su Yao took a deep look at him, "When the weak become stronger, they don't help the weak, but become new masters, and they will even be more oppressive than other strong people." More ruthless."

yes, is that so?

Gu Xing was startled, thinking of what the little girl said about his father, his face turned red for a moment: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, if we live here for one day, we need to work for at least six hours. If you live for three days, you need to work for at least eighteen hours." Su Yao raised her chin slightly, "What do you do?"

"I know swordsmanship and farming." The boy said with some embarrassment.

"Who knows how to farm." Su Yao cut, "I don't have any fields here."

"It's not that kind of farming, it's this." The boy thought for a while, then took out a soybean-sized seed and put it in his hand.

He chanted a dharma spell seriously, and a small cloud of rain gathered on his palm, and landed precisely on the seeds. Then, as if fast-forwarding, the seeds germinated quickly, bloomed, and finally formed a thumb-sized The pods, withered in his palm.

"This is non-hungry rice, the main medicine for refining Bigu Dan. If you eat ten pills, you will not be hungry for a day, but children can't eat it, and they won't grow tall." The young man handed him the seeds, "I rely on this in the outer door. The resources earned by handicrafts don’t require much land, so they can be counted as work, right?”

Su Yao was greatly shocked, moved decisively, and asked, "this, how much can you plant in a day."

"Let's plant twenty catties, about three thousand grains." Gu Xingchen calculated, "It looks like ten bigu pills."

Su Yao thought it was pretty good, but couldn't help but ask one more question: "How long can a pill last without eating?"

"One month." Gu Xingshen said instinctively.

"What?" Su Yao was stunned. "Three hundred pills a piece, the raw material can be eaten for a hundred days, but alchemy can only be eaten for a month? Isn't it a big loss?"

"There are successes and failures in alchemy, and there is also a fee for the alchemist, including the consumption of raw materials. This is already the biggest output." Gu Xingchen didn't think there was anything wrong, and explained carefully, "Besides, after refining alchemy, you don't have to use it every day. Eat, save a lot of time, this is not comparable to a few grains of rice."

"It's a waste of money!" Holding this kind of seed, Su Yao couldn't help but said, "if these things are given to ordinary people, how many people can eat them?"

"No way."

"Why?" Su Yao asked.

"This rice can only be grown by monks using the small cloud and rain technique. If it grows naturally, it will take decades to bear fruit, and the yield is very rare. But monks themselves have to practice, and they have to work hard for the sect in exchange for resources. Planting rice is too difficult. It takes a lot of time to practice, and you can't earn anything back," said Gu Xingchen a little regretfully, "So, only the monks with the most hopeless path will plant this non-hungry rice."

When he was in the outer sect, if the sect had a task for the outer sect monks, he would not grow these things, let alone practice the small cloud and rain technique, which would consume much more time than eating the bigu pill.

"So that's the case, then you need to plant some land in the village, please." Su Yao pointed to the small courtyard, "the soil in the courtyard should be enough for you to plant. If you have anything to do, you can come to me. I'm the village head."

Gu Xingchen quickly thanked him.

While observing the seeds of "not hungry rice", Su Yao turned to Chen Zi and asked about planting.

Chen Zi was very calm when he saw it: "Oh, I don't know Xiaoyunyushu, and I don't take this kind of Bigu Pill. You still need to find that boy, it's not a secret, you ask He told you."

"Little cloud and rain, what kind of spell can actually speed up the growth of plants?" Su Yao asked curiously.

"One of the water-wood spells has always been disliked because it doesn't have much attack power," Chen Zi said casually. It has always been the direction of healing and cultivating spiritual plants, so I don't know much about it."

Su Yao frowned slightly: "In this technique, is there a distinction between high and low?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Chen Zi said a little strangely, "For example, the boy was born with a Xinjin sword body, which is the second-tier, not as good as the most powerful Gengjin sword body, but as long as he doesn't fall, he must be one. A person who is the mainstay of the sect; for example, you have a natural martial bone, and you can learn almost all killing methods; another example is my Dao body, the protection of destiny, and you can become a fairy after hundreds of years without practicing. There are differences in nature, so how can there be no high or low in Dharma."

"It's not the same, just like the wood-type spells you just mentioned, why don't you continue to study them, whether it is to increase production or efficiency, it is a major event that can benefit the whole world. Food, if you can expand the plate so that everyone can share more, wouldn't it be better than grabbing it?" Su Yao couldn't help asking.

Biology is not worth studying, so what else is worth studying?

"You're right," Chen Zi nodded, "but it's useless, Lingzhi also needs to absorb spiritual energy, there is only so much spiritual energy in the world, and they can't use it themselves, so how can they expand the plate..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped and looked at Su Yao suspiciously.

Su Yao looks back at him innocently.

Chen Zi shook his head: "Forget it, it's too early to say these things. If you want to know more details, you can ask about your grass."

Su Yao's eyes brightened: "thank you for your advice!"

Chen Zi picked up a bowl of tea reservedly, and was thinking about how to show off his knowledge in a decent way, when he saw the young man left in a hurry without even closing the door.

……

Taking advantage of his brother's absence, a grass is proudly facing the sun, babbling and singing.

The sudden shadow covered its sun, and as soon as the flowers were lifted, the elder brother who had just been out for a long time came back again.

"Brother, are you coming to see the grass, the grass can already sing the song you want, you listen————"

"Don't worry, little grass, we don't talk about singing today," Su Yao interrupted its singing with a pleasant face, and gently held its leaves, "Grass, you are the cutest grass I have ever met. "

Grass: "Brother, have you encountered other grasses?"

"Of course it's gone, but my brother knows that you must be the best grass in the world." Su Yao stared at her tenderly, "You know, my brother is very happy."

"But brother~" Cao was a little anxious and wanted to pull the leaf out of his hand, "You never called yourself brother, what happened, did Cao do something wrong? Or is sister angry again? Grass, grass will change..."

"How can there be something wrong with the grass!" Su Yao categorically vetoed it, and said seriously, "Grass, do you know that Xiaocao is the most powerful life in the world, one year old withered and flourishing, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze is born again, because of the grass, the human race The discovery of food is also due to grass, so there are various medicines and elixirs. The greatness and prosperity of the world of cultivating immortals are all created by countless different grasses..."

Cao became more frightened: "Brother, you, are you going to eat grass?"

"How could my brother eat grass?" Su Yao asked gently, "Your grass has bloomed, will it bear fruit? Brother needs a little favor from you. "

"Yes," Cao Benneng said, and then added, "But no bugs have pollinated me yet. What do you want the grass for?"

"Yeah, but Xiaocao, before I help, I want to tell you the story of hybrid water, cough, brother Mendel and his sister Pea."