Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 116: Elder Qingniu

Less than ten days after returning to Yizhangyuan, the harvest season arrived.

The news was brought to Wendao Hall by Elder Qingniu.

Seeing Elder Qingniu's ox-head crutch being broken into pieces by him while teaching the exercises to more than forty Qi-refining disciples, Senior Sister Xie quickly put down her ruler and went to meet him.

"Elder Qingniu, why are you here? If you need anything, just call me over."

Elder Qingniu was cheerful, like a walnut that had become a spirit. He was a skinny old man. "Xiao Xie, I'm here to borrow someone. The winter wheat in the field is ready to be harvested, and Qi Tangdi and Zheng Xing can't come over. I came to see if there are any young disciples who have time."

Senior Sister Xie helped Elder Qingniu sit down and poured him tea while saying, "The elder can have as many people as he wants. It's rare for them to help."

"It was okay in previous years," Elder Qingniu accepted the tea handed to him by Senior Sister Xie. "This year, we planted a few more acres of land. I guess the snow is coming early, so I'm afraid it will be more tiring than last year."

"The harvest is a big deal. Even though we're working hard now, we have a source of food for the sect next year," Senior Sister Xie paused slightly. "But next year is the sect competition, and most of the foundation-building disciples in the sect are in seclusion. We're planning to make a final push, so I'm afraid we're a bit short on manpower."

"I know about this, too," Elder Qingniu nodded and said, "It's rare that these children in our sect are still thinking about cultivation."

"For those Qi Refining kids who are willing to participate in the harvest, I will subsidize them with 15 high-grade spirit stones. This will allow them to buy some snacks for the sect competition."

"Elder! How could this cost you money?"

It is normal for Senior Sister Xie to be surprised. You should know that in addition to providing food and accommodation, the Qingcheng Sect's disciples who are refining Qi and building foundation can only receive subsidies of three and five medium-grade spirit stones per month.

Elder Qingniu specializes in agricultural improvement and is the only one of his kind in the entire world of immortal cultivation. Apart from anything else, he has very close relations with the court of Ju State and has no shortage of spirit stones and silver.

But he is indeed a good man. He often helps farmers and does his best to help the victims when natural disasters or man-made disasters occur.

In addition, the food for the Qingcheng Sect was all grown by Elder Qingniu. If Senior Sister Xie really took Elder Qingniu's money, her face would burn.

When Han Xianshi was cracking down on gamblers before, the ignorant disciples were just making fun of Elder Qingniu, but now they knew the seriousness of the matter. Without waiting for Senior Sister Xie to say anything, the disciples below expressed their willingness to help with the harvest.

For a moment, Wen Daotang was in an uproar.

"I know you're all willing to help an old man like me," Elder Qingniu said cheerfully, waving his hand rather grandly. "Isn't it okay to give some snack money to the children in the sect?"

"How old are the ones coming this year and last year? A sect competition is fun if you have a little money on hand."

Having said this, Senior Sister Xie smiled and replied, "Let me thank the elder on behalf of my junior brothers and sisters first."

At this time, the rules had no power to control the people sitting below, and Elder Qingniu floated away amid the praises of the young disciples.

Because of this incident, Wen Daotang was definitely not going to have peace today, so Senior Sister Xie simply let them go back early.

"Elder Qing is quite rich," Lian Gouyue kept mumbling to himself in Wen Dao Hall for a long time, and couldn't stop talking once he was out of Senior Sister Xie's sight. "I wonder if this job is tiring."

"My back aches from harvesting wheat," Wei Xi recalled the days dominated by farm work. "But we are all monks, so we always find a way to get around it."

"Do we have to harvest this wheat?" Qin Feng had never touched a crop this big before. "Also, Elder Qingniu's last name is Tao. You called him the wrong name."

"Ah? Then why is he... Never mind." Lian Gouyu grew up in the Western Regions after all, so he could use any weird thing as a surname. "I thought it was similar to mine."

"But I think what Wei Xi said makes sense. From what Senior Sister Xie said, farming for a sect is not something that can be done in a day or two. There are always ways to get around it."

"It's better to have it," Wei Xi really hoped so, "otherwise this money is really hard-earned money." Wei Xi's words were purely based on experience.

Although her family only had two mu of thin land, during the busy farming season, her father would always go to the wealthy family's house to help with the harvest and help support the family. The only people left to harvest the wheat at home were Wei Xi's mother and her two children.

Therefore, Wei Xi knew to some extent how tiring it was to harvest wheat.

Lian Gouyu was quite optimistic about this matter. When he went to pick up the food, he said, "Thank goodness rice isn't grown here. I heard that thing is grown in water."

That evening, Wei Xi and the others received a message from Senior Sister Xie: Meet at the mountain gate at 1:00 AM tomorrow and bring a water bottle and dry food.

Qin Feng held the general in his arms, and both he and the cat had sad faces.

After being sad for a while, Qin Feng, who was ignored by everyone, stole a glance at Wei Xi and found that she was tearing strips of cloth.

"Why are you tearing that piece of cloth?" Qin Feng let go of the Mouse Catcher, who immediately went to cause trouble for Lingyin.

"Wrap it around your hands to prevent blisters." Wei Xi tore off the cloth on her hands and pulled off the thread sticking out from the edge.

This thing was not only prepared for Qin Feng and the others. Wei Xi herself was also unsure about it, after all, she hadn't done farm work for a while.

"Tell me, what exactly does the Richen Pavilion want to obtain?"

Wei Xi pinched the torn strips of cloth in her hand, and tied them around her waist. "How should I know? You heard what he said."

"I'm just worried," Qin Feng rested his chin on his hand. "Can what Fengyu Villa wants be so easy to get?"

"Li must be hiding something from us," Wei Xi stuffed the strip of cloth into the small bag on his back and gently patted the general who harbored ill intentions. "But if he wants what he wants, he has to keep our lives safe."

At least before he got the things, Wei Xi chose to keep these words in his heart.

Qin Feng has always listened to advice. "Although we jumped into this pit ourselves, I still feel uneasy."

"I really think this business is very profitable. We should be able to do it together with Lian Gou."

Wei Xi didn't expect Qin Feng's attitude to change so suddenly. She packed up her things and prepared to go to bed. "Ask him. I think he's quite interested."

Qin Feng locked the door, gradually blew out the candles in the room, and crawled to his bunk to lie down.

Wrapped in the darkness, Wei Xi was still thinking about what Qin Feng had said.

Li Chun was vague in his words to the two of them, and Wei Xi thought he was trying to keep it secret or was worried about leaking the information.

But there was one thing Wei Xi never understood: why Li Chun chose them to do this task.

After all, with five hundred high-grade spirit stones, it is easy to find a cultivator who has established his foundation. Isn't the chance of winning much more reliable than those two people who come from Qingcheng Sect and have limited cultivation?

In addition, due to his previous laziness, Wei Xi did not know much about the world of immortal cultivation. He even went to Fengyu Villa only after hearing what the old beggar mentioned by chance.

In order to find clues, Wei Xi did not hesitate to reveal some of what he knew.

Once the rabbit is out, it depends on whether the other party is willing to reveal its flaws.

(End of this chapter)