Chapter 10: The Harvest of Spiritual Rice

Fang Xi remained expressionless, and after the water boiled, he directly plunged both hands into it

Very well... it is just the right time during this agricultural off-season to engage in some serious cultivation

It is said that when Mu Canglong truly channels his energy, his palms become as black as ink, and even the wind from his palms carries a deadly poison

Well, this patch of spiritual bamboo is growing quite well; you must have put in a lot of effort

This must be Fellow Fang, right? I am the new spiritual farmer, named Chen Ping

Sima Ying fiddled with the abacus and said, "Nowadays, the price of Lingzhu rice has risen. If you sell your private share, it can give you 4 spirit stones"

Half of it will do... I will leave you sixty jin

The reason is simple; Fang Xi's rate of progress is truly astonishingly fast

Brother Fang

During this period, he has been staying in the bamboo forest to carefully guard the hard-earned mature spirit rice and to prevent some small thieves and even pests

As for the final layer of dark clouds, it is the true mastery of genuine power, the complete achievement of the Poisonous Palm!

Is this the Poison Palm? The White Cloud Palm of the Cloudy Realm? No... it should only be the beginning...

The dark clouds have reached the third transformation stage of vital energy and blood. When the power is activated, both palms turn into a patch of black, indicating a minor success in toxic energy.

"Martial Brother Wu, is there something you need?" Fang Xi raised an eyebrow

As of today, there are finally gains

Thank you, and I look forward to more interactions in the future

The sound of rushing water

After all, mastering the power of poison also comes at the cost of harming one's own body

For many spiritual farmers on the mountain, they are akin to local emperors who hold the power of life and death

Storage Artifact

This storage artifact does not have ... ...

Fang Xi opened the bag and found only eighteen spirit crystals inside, unable to help but curse under his breath: "Vampires that pluck feathers as the wild geese pass by, may you not fall into my hands one day..."

With so many advantages stacked upon each other, Fang Xi's progress on the White Cloud Palm is naturally rapid, surpassing even Wu Ji. Although he remains very enthusiastic in front of others recently, the glances behind him have become somewhat intriguing

After greeting Mu Piaomiao, he went to a clay stove by himself

Upon closer inspection, among the medicinal herbs, there are also writhing centipedes and spiders, among other venomous insects, which are quite unsettling

In the next moment, Fang Xi directly ignited a flame on the ground, roasting the bamboo tube.

... ...

Fang Xi smiled faintly and entered the inner courtyard of the Baiyun Martial Arts School

Within the entire martial arts school, in terms of martial skills, the only ones above me are Mu Piaomiao and Mu Canglong, right

Bang

Recently, this senior brother has been short on funds for the purpose of cultivating martial arts, and is unsure about how the junior brother can assist him

The freshly matured glutinous rice grains are plump and evenly distributed, almost melting upon contact with the tongue, especially with that refreshing fragrance that is deeply soothing to the soul

Fang Xi smiled and responded a few words, then returned to his room and stroked his chin: "In the past, when the Spirit Farmer sent gifts, it was usually just some pastries or spirit rice... This new fellow cultivator seems to be quite well-off... Could it be that he is a talisman master?"

However, spiritual farmers often need to cultivate themselves, so most of them still have to remain

One by one, the bamboo groves fall, transforming into bamboo rice

The spirit farmers in the shantytown all wore expressions of joy, and some even donned rare new clothes, as if they were about to attend some kind of celebration

The boiling venom rippled between his palms as he silently circulated his vital energy, drawing upon the power of the toxin

Seeing him gaze at himself, he quickly smiled again: "It is merely a matter of idleness, practicing the martial arts of mortals with *illustrations* for a bit, just to bring laughter to the great hall, just to bring laughter to the great hall..."

Perhaps this is how it was during the harvest time for those landlords and tenant farmers in ancient times

If this spirit rice is to be sold, it can only be sold to the Situ family

Fang Xi gave a self-deprecating smile

This stout man in blue is named Situ Ying, a member of the Situ family, and is in charge of a portion of the spiritual fields

Not at all, it is primarily due to the remarkable talents and the auspicious environment of Qingzhu Mountain, where the energy is good, and only in such a place can the finest rice grow

Not only is the entry extremely quick, but one can also complete the cultivation of the first transformation of vital energy and blood at home, and it was recently announced that the second transformation of vital energy and blood has been achieved

Fang Xi, dressed in a white form-fitting outfit, walked into the martial arts hall, and the disciples in the outer courtyard displayed smiles of flattery and admiration.

As soon as Wu Ji opened his mouth, it was to borrow money

However, it is somewhat greedy for Situ Ying to demand Fang Xi to sell his share right away

The cultivation method of the three layers of Qi refining in Changchun Jue is practiced by Fang Xi every day, but the progress is not fast

The martial arts are not yet fully developed, and Liu Taotao's temperament has its shortcomings. In terms of being simple and steady, it is possible that in the future, Tang Xuan may surpass him... It is advisable to make some acquaintances.

After a while, the bamboo tube burst open, revealing it to be filled with spiritual rice.

After half an hour of cultivation, Fang Xi withdrew his reddened hands and gazed at his palms

Early spring

Tsk tsk... Xiao Fang, are you practicing body refinement?

He tapped the bamboo tube, listening to the rich echo inside, and nodded in satisfaction: "The spiritual rice is ripe."

Fang Xi gazed at her own palms

As time passed, a fragrance mingled with the scent of rice and bamboo gradually spread out

In addition, he is able to use his own spiritual awareness to internally examine and repair bodily injuries, as well as expel toxins, which is also a significant advantage

After eating to her fill, Fang Xi felt the overflowing spiritual energy within her body and, not daring to be negligent, promptly circulated the Changchun Jue technique.

This is another way to eat Lingzhu rice, made into bamboo tube rice

Fang Xi stared at the inconspicuous, grayish little pouch at Situ Ying's waist, feeling envious once again

Sima Ying took it over, and without even needing to open it, he already knew the exact amount. His expression softened even more: "Good lad, you are quite clever... Since that is the case, let us begin the harvest."

Si Tu Ying walked through the bamboo forest, observing the growth of the spiritual rice, and nodded slightly

Given his character, it is likely that fewer people will remember him by that time

Fang Xi strolls back to the shed, preparing to renovate her home.

Just as he opened his front door, he was taken aback to see that there was already a newcomer in Old Mai's house

Inside the pouch, are the few remaining spirit crystals he has left

After undergoing two transformations of vital energy and blood, the skin of my palms has become as tough as cowhide, strong and powerful

Yesterday was Old Mai, and tomorrow perhaps it will be me

Great Liang

Senior Sister

For this reason, they even refrained from going to Daliang

The sowing here is also quite peculiar; it does not require rice seeds, but only the stimulation of the roots of the spiritual bamboo, which will then produce bamboo shoots.

After I have entered the transformation of Qi and blood through the method of calcination with my Baiyun Palm, I will attempt to infuse poison into the palm's power

Hello, senior brother

Ling bamboo rice can only be sown again in the summer after the harvest

Paired with the cured meat that Fang Xi brings, it makes for a delightful meal

But soon, I felt quite emotional

At this moment, he smiled ingratiatingly and handed over a low-grade "Dust-Removing Talisman": "A mere small gift, not meant as a token of respect"

As soon as evening arrived, the servants immediately lit the stove and poured a whole sack of medicinal herbs into the iron pot.

Situ Ying stored the spirit rice in the storage bag, then tossed aside a small pouch of spirit crystals, and departed aboard the iron leaf boat

Baiyun Martial Arts School

Among them, the white clouds represent the transformation of vital energy and blood, with both palms as white as jade

Even though the Baiyun Martial Arts School possesses a specific antidote, the accumulated injuries over time are still terrifying

Time had passed for an unknown duration, and Fang Xi, who was somewhat immersed in martial arts, heard a mocking voice. He quickly raised his head and saw an iron leaf boat descending slowly from the sky, with a person coming down from it.

The White Cloud Palm has three levels: White Cloud, Dark Cloud, and Black Cloud

Old Mai has been a spiritual farmer for several decades, but upon his sudden death, few remember him, and even the houses and fields were quickly transferred.

The sound of rushing water

The Situ family has also opened a rice shop in the market, allowing them to significantly lower prices, resulting in a rather low offering of spiritual crystals

On the contrary, the martial art of Baiyun Palm exhibits a remarkable sense of rapid advancement

Fang Xi stood with his hands clasped, silently contemplating his progress in martial arts

This little boat of friendship is about to capsize. Fang Xi secretly rolled her eyes.

Bear

In spring, when the harvest is gathered and in summer, when it is time to sow again, there is a period of agricultural leisure.

Fang Xi walked through the bamboo forest, casually waving his right hand

Chen Ping appears to be in his twenties or thirties, and is at the initial stage of Qi refining, with an appearance that seems rather unremarkable

This earthen stove is built with blue bricks, and on top of it sits an iron pot

Fang Xi contemplated to herself

In the palm of the hand, whenever one circulates their vital energy and blood, a gray mass suddenly appears.

But what use is jealousy?

Fang Xi contemplated for a moment and, with great reluctance, said: "I will keep half..."

At that moment of contemplation, the handsome Wu Ji arrived in the backyard, wearing a friendly smile: "Hello, Junior Brother Tu Shufang..."

The flames fiercely licked the bottom of the pot, causing the broth within the iron pot to become increasingly thick, turning a dark greenish-black and emitting a foul odor

The Qinghe sword flew out and severed a section of bamboo

This has caused countless individuals to feel envious in secret

Fang Xi is currently in the intermediate stage between the second transformation and the third transformation

Indeed, only after the transformation of both vitality and blood can one possess a powerful physique and vitality capable of slightly absorbing toxins... Excessive advanced cultivation may lead to the poisoning of one's own palms!

According to the land lease contract, he was originally entitled to half of the harvest, which amounts to one hundred and twenty catties of fine rice

Fang Xi saw him and quickly stopped practicing martial arts, rising to greet him with a smile: "Good day, Steward Situ."

This is the foundation for practicing poison arts

This scene made Fang Xi involuntarily think of her past life, where she had read about it in the books.

This is the reality of the cultivation world

If at the beginning they were merely captivated by the wealth of Master Fang, now they are also imbued with a sense of admiration for the strong

The lowest-level cultivators are like ants and chives... They can be casually cut down, as they will always grow back.

At the end, Situ Ying took out a special large measuring instrument from the storage bag at his waist and began to weigh it.

Fang Xi complimented while taking out a small brocade pouch and presented it.

... ...

I am financially abundant and able to purchase various rare poisons to refine and incorporate into my hands, thus my progress is rapid

Because both individuals are cultivators, the harvesting process is very swift

This year's harvest is quite good, yielding two stones and forty pounds of fine rice... The host receives half, which amounts to one hundred and twenty pounds

The other party is a man in his thirties, dressed in a sky-blue scholar's robe, with a smiling face that appears quite prosperous

Moreover, after practicing the cultivation technique, he assumed a stance to further hone his palms.