Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 115 Liang Qiu Arrives
The flying lights raced, and in the blink of an eye, Ji An had settled in Chiyan Peak for more than a month.

There are a total of five kinds of spiritual trees planted in this forest, the first-grade top-grade spiritual wood Red Cloud Pine, the first-grade superior Xuan Yang Wood and Qing Ling Bamboo, and the first-grade mid-grade Zi Yang Wood and Iron Birch.

Red cloud pine reproduces by seeds. The season is not here yet, and we have to wait two or three months before seeds are available for planting.

Qingling bamboo can only grow in the area near the cold pond. Fortunately, he has the perfect level of Spring Breeze and Rain Art and Thick Earth Return to Origin Mantra, plus the small level of Green Wood Transformation Art, which can maintain the rapid growth of the spiritual bamboo.

Otherwise, after the burned spiritual charcoal is handed over to the sect and 500 kilograms are sold to Du Huaiyuan, there won’t be much left.

Xuan Yang Wood and Zi Yang Wood are both fire-element spiritual trees. As long as the seedlings survive, they will grow well.

Iron birch is a metallic spiritual wood with a hard texture. It is suitable for making spiritual boats and can also be used as a defensive magic weapon.

This kind of spiritual tree has a very low demand for spiritual rain, and it can maintain good growth by nourishing the soil with the Thick Earth Returning to Origin Mantra.

Various spiritual medicines are also planted in the spiritual fields around the cold pond, and several main ingredients of Peiyuan Pills are planted in the small medicinal fields in the cave.

Early in the morning, Ji An finished his practice. He felt the growth of his magic power and nodded continuously.

Now everything is on track. He practices spells during the day and comprehends the skills at night and in the morning. With enough elixirs, his cultivation level is growing rapidly.

He walked out of the cave and found a talisman sword outside the restriction, shining with a faint silver light.

He opened the magic ban and reached out to catch the talisman sword. He extended his spiritual sense to read the information inside.

It was an invitation from Zhao Mengyao. The other party had established her foundation half a month ago and invited him to participate in the foundation-building celebration half a month later.

There was a hint of complaint in his words, saying that he didn't tell him immediately after he established his foundation, and he only found out about it after hearing Zhang Yuanshan talk about it.

Ji An smiled faintly, took out the talisman sword from the storage bag, and entered the information that he would arrive on time for the appointment.

Then he took out his shuttle and began his daily routine inspection.

He divided the Spirit Wood Forest into dozens of areas, and knew exactly which area needed to cast which spell on which day.

He didn't know how the spiritual trees were growing before, but after he came, these spiritual trees would definitely generate enough income.

In the valley outside the Red Flame Peak magic circle, golden waves in the spiritual field rolled in the sunlight, and a special scent of grass wafted through the talisman grass field.

Huang Feihu commanded more than 20 spiritual farmers to harvest talisman grass. Their task was heavy. There were 100 acres of talisman grass planted here. Including the time for making talisman paper, it would keep everyone busy for a long time.

Zhang Erniu looked at the golden talisman grass and sighed with envy:
"I didn't expect that Uncle Ji is such a powerful spiritual farmer. When we accepted the task of transplanting saplings from the sect before, it would take us two or three months. Now, following Uncle Ji, we can finish the task in less than a month.

If the talisman grass I planted was of this quality, would I still have to worry about exchanging it for Foundation Establishment Pills?!"

The survival rate of saplings planted on Chiyan Peak is not high, and they need to be replanted many times to ensure a sufficient number of survivors.

This is a long-term task for this group of people, and they can gain contribution points multiple times.

The new owner of Chiyan Peak now has such powerful planting skills that he can actually guarantee a 70% to 80% survival rate for the saplings. This is truly incredible.

"Erniu, go back to sleep. You can dream about anything."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the spiritual field was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Brother Huang, has Uncle Ji really only been in the foundation building stage for a short time? He feels that the planting spells he casts are more spiritual than those of other spiritual farmers in the foundation building stage."

Huang Feihu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile:

"It's true. Uncle Ji has been building his foundation for less than half a year. We used to plant spiritual fields together over by the Clear Water Lake.

When I joined the sect, I was assigned to my uncle's name. We were together for seven or eight years, and that's why I was fortunate enough to follow him to Scarlet Flame Peak to practice."

His words caused another wave of envy, and everyone praised his good luck.

Zhang Erniu said:
“I don’t know what level of cultivation magic my uncle has reached. Normally, talisman grass needs three months to grow, but this batch of talisman grass fully matured in one and a half months.

With the same rent, Uncle earns one more round of spirit stones than others."

Another spiritual farmer took over and said:

“It’s not just that the growth cycle is shortened, we’re all veterans, look at the quality of this talisman grass!
I dare say that the probability of producing mid-grade talisman paper is at least 50%. The advantage of planting spells during the Foundation Establishment Stage is really too great."

Huang Feihu smiled and shook his head:

“Even before Master-Uncle established his foundation, the quality of the talisman grass he planted was already this high, but at that time the growth cycle of talisman grass was two months.

According to our experience at Bishui Lake, each acre of talisman grass can produce approximately 240 to 250 talismans, of which more than 60% are medium-quality talisman paper."

Suddenly no one spoke, and everyone went about their work in silence.

Zhang Erniu felt saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and hurriedly wiped it away with the back of his hand.

He always felt that spiritual farmers were disciples living at the bottom of the sect, and it would be difficult for them to accumulate many spirit stones through planting.

But looking at his current situation, it was purely because he was not strong enough. If he also had the ability of his uncle, wouldn't the spirit stones continue to flow into the storage bag like mountain water?

Not only him, but other people also had this idea. It turned out that being a spiritual farmer could earn spirit stones so quickly.

At dusk, everyone finally finished harvesting the talisman grass and piled it up in the wooden shed.

Huang Feihu said loudly:
"Tomorrow we will begin making talismans. Everyone please bring your own tools. This is my first time here, and I haven't had time to equip many of the tools yet.

After the work was done, I bought some wine and meat, and we all drank heartily.

"Okay," the spiritual farmers agreed.

Huang Feihu coughed a few times and said, "There is one more thing. The wages for making talismans will be settled later.

Everyone knows that buying foundation-building pills is very expensive, and the uncle can't even afford the spirit stones to invite fellow disciples to hold a foundation-building celebration.

Once the talisman paper is sold out, I will give it to everyone one by one."

After settling in Chiyan Peak, there were many expenses that he would not have encountered before, and the spirit stones that Ji An had left in his hands were used up.

In order to quickly improve his cultivation, Huang Feihu took elixirs continuously and had only a few spirit stones left.

"It doesn't matter if it's later."

Zhang Erniu said that it is a generally accepted fact that cultivators who have just established their foundation are short of money.

It takes three thousand spirit stones to buy the foundation-building pill, and many disciples have to borrow money from here and there to get the money.

Besides, the quality of the harvested talisman grass shows Uncle Ji’s ability in planting. After a few months, he will have more money on hand.

"Yes, it won't hurt to wait a little longer."

The spirit farmers echoed this. Their thoughts were similar to Zhang Erniu's. No one thought that their uncle who could earn hundreds or thousands of spirit stones in a few months would withhold the spirit stones from them.

A small flying boat took off from the Clear Water Lake and quickly passed by the disciples riding on the beasts, causing a burst of angry shouts.

Wei Songnian was not angry when he heard the scolding, but laughed triumphantly.

When he was riding the Talisman Bird back and forth in the Bishui Lake, he was often mocked by these disciples who were riding beasts.

At that time, these people urged the beasts to fly past him quickly, and the strong wind brought by the beasts' flapping wings always blew him and the talisman bird to and fro.

Liang Qiu smiled and said:

"Senior brother is truly wealthy. He's already using a flying boat before even reaching the foundation-building stage."

Wei Songnian restrained his smile and said:

"It's just a show of appearances. Fellow Daoist Ji is already a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. We can't appear too shabby when doing business with him.

Besides, the journey to Scarlet Flame Peak is long, and riding the Talisman Bird will take who knows how many days."

He patted the storage bag at his waist, wondering if the spirit stones he brought with him were enough. It contained all his belongings, and he had also borrowed more than two hundred spirit stones.

The next morning, Wei Songnian looked at the golden-red mist rising into the sky in the distance and shouted:
"Junior Brother Liang, we're almost there."

At the foot of the Red Flame Peak.

Ji An picked up the teacup and looked at the two people with unhappy expressions and said:

"Finally, the two Daoists have arrived. The energy of gold and fire is too strong here during the day, so it can't be considered a good place.

Only after sunset does it become a blessed land of the second-level spiritual vein.

You two, have a cup of spiritual tea to soothe your heart and lungs."

"On the peak, gold and fire blaze brightly. At the foot of the mountain, there are dense forests and a deep pool. The mountains and water are intertwined and the five elements converge. It is a wonderful place.

But our merits and virtues are still shallow, so we are not worthy enough to enjoy it."

Wei Songnian smiled and took a sip of tea.

Liang Qiu also drank the tea and said:

"I just tested the water quality of the Cold Pond and have an idea of ​​what kind of spiritual fish is suitable for raising. I plan to use a magic circle to divide the pond into several areas. I need to go back to the Clear Water Lake to buy fish fry and prepare fish food."

He understood very well the significance of his invitation, and the first thing he would do upon entering was to test the water quality and survey the depth of the pond.

"This is the spirit fish that needs to be handed in for the sect mission. I once asked Senior Brother Ye if I could use spirit stones to offset it, but he said no."

Ji An took out a jade slip and passed it to Liang Qiu using the object control technique.

He felt that some of his senior brothers or uncles took on the task to satisfy their appetites and because of personal connections. Otherwise, what use would the sect have for the spiritual fish, as it could not be preserved for a long time.

Liang Qiu placed the jade slip against his forehead and quickly read the information within it with his spiritual sense. He said:

“I am planning to raise these spiritual fish, and this red grouper is a carnivorous spiritual fish, so I must buy a magic circle to separate the waters.

The cold pond isn't large, but it's deep enough. The isolation array needs to be custom-made, and it'll probably cost a lot of spirit stones."

Ever since he learned that he was going to raise spirit fish in the cold pond, he had looked up a lot of information and made sufficient preparations.

It is not easy to build trust between people. If things go wrong, the trust will be betrayed and the relationship is likely to fade.

Ji An nodded and said:
"The spiritual stones are easy to handle. I have planted a hundred acres of talisman grass here, and now I have more than 10,000 sheets of medium-grade talisman paper, which is more than enough for us."

He was very satisfied with the attitude shown by the other party, and as long as he worked hard, he would not treat the other party unfairly.

Wei Songnian's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he smiled awkwardly:
"Fellow Daoist, the spirit stones in my hand can't consume all the goods."

Including the borrowed money, he only had more than 600 spirit stones in his hand, which was far from enough.

"Fellow Daoist, take the 12,000 tickets and give the owed spirit stones to Fellow Daoist Liang."

Ji An paused and said:
"With so much talisman paper flowing into the market, is it easy to sell it in a short period of time?"

(End of this chapter)