Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 135 Industrial Chain

Early in the morning, Ji An woke up from his sleep and sat up, taking a few breaths to regain his spirit.

He stretched himself, stepped out of the cave, and drove the shuttle towards the cold pond. He immersed himself in the clear bamboo forest shrouded in a veil-like mist, sat cross-legged on the round stone slab, and began to practice Qingmu Changchun Gong.

Ever since he broke through to the third level of foundation building, he had a vague feeling that something was missing when he was practicing in the cave.

Recently he tried to practice in the mountains and forests. After a round of attempts, he found that practicing in the Qingling Bamboo Forest was the most effective.

Although the concentration of spiritual energy here is only at the lower level of the second order, the effect of cultivation is not much different from staying in the cave, and it is more comfortable.

If he hadn't stayed in the cave at night to absorb more spiritual energy from the stone turtle, he would have returned to the cave much less often.
Now he would only stay in the cave during the day when he took pills and practiced, in order to use the golden fire spiritual energy to dissipate some of the impurities in the pills.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is absorbed into the body and flows through the immortal veins, like rivers rushing across the earth.

The Tao seeds in the acupoints flicker with various colors of light, nourishing the immortal veins imperceptibly.

The spiritual energy either gathers or disperses, and finally condenses into magic power in the dantian and sinks into the qihai point.

The surface of Ji An's skin was flowing with a jade color, with a faint green tinge, and his hair was shining with strands, as if it was illuminated by the sun.

As he breathed, the nearby bamboos rustled automatically without wind, playing a beautiful melody.

A red sun jumped out of the mountains, the fog near the cold pond dissipated, and the sunlight shone through the gaps, casting golden spots in the bamboo forest.

Young animals rustled through the bamboo leaves, birds chirped and called their friends to start looking for food, and a beautiful day truly began.

When Ji An walked to the outskirts of the bamboo forest, he smelled the aroma of food and swallowed unconsciously.

On the stone table were placed stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat, stewed rabbit meat with mushrooms, two dishes of fresh fruits and vegetables, and a bowl of chalcedony rice for each person. This was today's breakfast.

After years of living together, Liang Qiu has mastered the art of timing, and everything is just right.

"Tsk tsk," Ji An sighed after sitting down and said:
"I wonder how much of your level your successor will be after you leave."

Liang Qiu smiled and said:

"Cooking is just a small skill. I have already found two candidates for you.

They are relatives of a good friend I met while raising spirit fish in Bishui Lake. They are very clever and skillful and have a talent for spiritual cooking. I will bring them here for you to meet when I have time in a few days."

Ji An nodded slightly:

"Very good. It's time to train them early. After they arrive, you will also be responsible for the breeding of the spirit fish. Don't forget this."

"clear."

Huang Feihu scratched his head and said:

"I have to speed up my search for candidates. The spiritual farmers I know well in the area are all quite old, and even if I hire them, they won't be able to work for more than a few years.

Many young disciples have moved here this year, and I'm currently evaluating them. I'll select a few who are smart and efficient so that fellow Taoists can screen them."

Ji An swallowed the bamboo shoots and said:
"We still have three or four years left. There's still plenty of time. We should thoroughly examine the situation and avoid any unsatisfactory decisions."

Possessing a second-level spiritual vein is his greatest advantage. As long as he opens his mouth to recruit disciples, the people who respond can line up from Red Flame Peak to Clear Water Lake.

After the three of them finished their breakfast, Liang Qiu began to clean up the dishes.

"My two fellow Daoists, I have something to do and I'm going to be away for a few days. Please guard the mountain gate."

Ji An said hello and flew away in a flying shuttle.

Outside the Red Flame Peak, large tracts of spiritual fields have been reclaimed, and cultivators have already settled in the two spiritual mountains in the east and west.

Ji An drove the shuttle around the mountains, planning to invite his neighbors to visit after Wei Songnian returned.

If nothing unexpected happens, these people will have to live together for at least a hundred years.

If you move around, you might find more fellow Taoists who can work together with you, or at least you can find more channels to get information.

He rushed towards the rising sun and landed on the hillside of Lingxiao Mountain half a day later.

Ji An pinched his fingers to put away the shuttle and stepped into the Work Hall.

In the main hall, Ye Changqing sat on a chair, basking in the sun with his eyes closed. The figure that came in blocked the sunlight, making him feel impatient.

His eyes narrowed into slits, flashing a cold light.

When he saw who it was, his serious expression softened.

"That's not right, Junior Brother, why are you so active recently?"

It is said that the Stone Turtle Monk, who had not left his cave for several years, came to the Work Hall twice in a few months, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I just want to chat with my brother!"

Ji An took out a bag of pine nuts and placed it on the table.

"Just say it if you want to. I don't know you. You'd rather lie down than sit!"

Ye Changqing grabbed a handful of pine nuts, and deftly peeled off the shells with his skinny hands, and the pine nuts flew into his mouth.

"It's just a side job!"

Ji An corrected him sternly, pulling out a piece of talisman paper with cinnabar writing on it:
"Brother, you know that I have over a thousand acres of spiritual fields. I've been thinking about what to plant recently, and now I've finally figured it out.

We need a lot of seeds and saplings. Let me ask my senior brother to help us find a solution."

He didn't have ordinary paper, and the amount of information was too little to be worth using a jade slip, so he could only write on talisman paper.

Ye Changqing took the talisman paper and recited softly:
"Fifty thousand copper-veined mulberry trees, one hundred thousand emerald-leaf mulberry trees, two thousand kilograms of jasper seeds, and five hundred kilograms of wiregrass seeds."

Iron wire grass is an excellent food for some earth and metal monsters. It grows better when intercropped with copper mulberry and can also promote the growth of copper mulberry, killing two birds with one stone.

The Biluo tree produces Biluo fruit, which, like the Feiye mulberry tree, is beloved by demonic beasts. Ji An has selected these trees as the most suitable for cultivation on Red Flame Peak. Furthermore, the Feiye mulberry and Biluo trees can harbor spirit bees once they enter their flowering period.

Royal jelly can improve cultivation, nourish the body, and can also be used as an auxiliary material for many elixirs. It has many uses.

In this way, the framework of Chiyan Peak's industrial chain has been established.

Once his group has grown to a certain size, the sect will have to think twice before sending him on long-term overseas missions.

"So damn arrogant! This is the style that a high-level spiritual farmer should have."

Ye Changqing suddenly felt that the sect's utilization of high-level spiritual farmers was too low. He put down the talisman paper and pondered:
"The seeds you need are already in the seed warehouse, but the saplings need to be grafted from branches cut from spiritual trees, and the quantity is too large and needs to be adjusted.

I'll send someone to deliver it to you after it's mixed. I'll calculate how many contribution points it will cost."

He took out his counting sticks and began to calculate. "Two branches of the Copper Mulberry and Jade Leaf Mulberry, one contribution point for every two, totaling 89,000 contribution points."

Ji An handed over his jade token and said:

"I'll personally select the branches when they're cut. I'm not confident in other people's spellcasting abilities."

His current skills should be among the best among the many spiritual farmers in the sect.

After cutting down the branches for seedlings, spells need to be cast to keep them alive. It is impossible for the sect to send a spiritual farmer of his level to do such a small job.

"How about this, Junior Brother, stay with me tonight, and tomorrow morning you and I will go to the forest where these two spiritual trees are grown."

Ye Changqing expressed his understanding of his behavior and agreed readily.

"Junior brother still has 243,000 contribution points."

Ye Changqing thought for a moment, took out the communication sword, entered the information, and activated it, then said:
"I have already informed the junior brother who manages Ling Sang, and asked him to find more disciples to help tomorrow.

We'll try to prepare the saplings within a day, and then I'll prepare a large enough flying boat to transport the saplings back that same day."

"Thank you for your help, brother."

Ji An bowed and said sincerely that with the other party's help, things could be handled much faster.

Ye Changqing waved his hand:

“It’s my job, so why thank me?

The sect has a limited number of high-level spirit farmers. Junior Brother, this move will be very beneficial to the Beast Taming Hall, allowing the sect to cultivate more mid- and low-level demon beasts."

Having worked in the Qinong Hall for many years, he was knowledgeable and could see the impact these spiritual trees would have on the sect after they grew.

He sighed inwardly, the lack of high-level spiritual farmers has affected the development of the Beast Taming Palace.

Luofeng Valley has a more complete spiritual farming inheritance system. They have surpassed the sect in the cultivation of various spiritual silkworms, spiritual spiders and other monsters.

The next day, night.

The moonlight was hazy and the stars were like a sea. The two stood side by side at the front of the flying boat, their clothes fluttering in the wind and their sleeves filled with the evening breeze.

In front of us, the outline of the Red Flame Peak appeared vaguely, like a squatting toad.

Ji An looked back at the pile of saplings on the deck behind him and said with satisfaction:
"I estimate it's almost midnight now. Brother, you've been busy all day today. I'll treat you to a feast tomorrow."

It is best to plant the spiritual seedlings at night. He can cast spells twice in succession to ensure a higher survival rate.

Ye Changqing nodded lightly and said with a smile:

"I've been waiting for this, Junior Brother. Let's drink heartily tomorrow."

When they arrived at the Red Flame Peak, Ji An used some magic formula to open the ban. After the flying boat landed, he called Huang Feihu and the other two for help, and also summoned Jinmao.

Several people and a beast dug several large pits and placed the branches in them. Ji An used the Green Wood Transformation Technique, and thousands of emerald green lights fell from the sky like star rain.

The vigorous wood element is full of vitality, covering the branches and slowly blending into them.

Then he changed his magic spell to the Spring Breeze and Rain spell, and clouds with a faint spiritual light rolled under the sea of ​​stars, and a spiritual breath spread.

Huang Feihu opened his arms and felt the moist breath in the air, secretly sighing in his heart, wondering when he could reach this level.

Five days later.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, Ji An and Feng Xu ride the wind and overlook the earth.

He looked at the spiritual farmers and his own planting results and felt relieved.

All the spiritual seedlings have been planted and the spiritual seeds have been sown.

The wire grass has sprouted inky black buds, and the seedlings that were grafted a few days ago have begun to take root.

Even with the help of magic, planting so many spiritual trees made him physically and mentally exhausted. Sowing hope is always accompanied by hard work.

However, he has already received the first reward. The stone turtle has absorbed more than thirty points of shock spirit.

The next half month will be his most busy time.

Except for the copper-veined mulberry and iron wire grass, other spiritual plants must ensure that the rain-making and green wood transformation skills are performed once a day to ensure that the branches can truly survive.

With his cultivation level at the third level of foundation building, his magic power is not enough, and he needs to refine elixirs and absorb spirit stones.

He also ordered Huang Feihu to take out the wood element beads he had condensed in the past, and stimulate the wood element spiritual energy in them every morning, focusing on cultivating dozens of acres of jade leaf mulberry near the cold pond.

This area is blessed with unique natural conditions, and he wants to cultivate these emerald-leaf mulberry trees to the first-grade superior quality as soon as possible.

In the future, I must cultivate some second-level spiritual mulberry trees, otherwise it would be a shame to my craftsmanship and this second-level spiritual vein.

(End of this chapter)