Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 313 Planting Spiritual Peaches
half a month later.

The sky is clear and blue, and the white clouds are like floating marshmallows.

A golden eagle was streaking through the air, the golden crest on its head standing up from time to time, gleaming golden in the sunlight, and its iron feathers had a dull metallic texture.

Han Yan saw the golden-red mist rising in the distance and gently patted the golden-winged eagle's back.

"Adjust the direction and fly towards the black mountain spewing red mist."

The golden-winged eagle let out a clear hiss, flapped its wings gently, and flew straight towards the Red Flame Peak.

After entering the mountain protection formation, it hissed again, began to slow down, and landed towards the edge of the cold pond.

A similar roar was heard in the forest. It twisted its neck and found a fellow bird circling in the distance.

It made a clear chirp and asked its owner.

Han Yan had bred the beast using the blood contract method, and understood its thoughts, wanting to go out and "play".

On weekdays, the beastmaster can only fly in his own dojo and is very lonely.

“Send me to the pond later, and then you can leave.

However, you must not attack any living creatures. This is not our territory, understand?"

The golden eagle neighed a few times in pleasure, indicating that it understood its master's intention and would not cause any trouble.

It landed on the open space beside the cold pond, rubbed its head against its owner's chest a few times, bent its legs slightly, kicked hard, and flew into the air.

Seeing the newcomer, Wei Songtao, who was leisurely playing chess in the shade of a tree next to the stone house, suddenly stood up and whispered:

"Old Tian, ​​I won't go down. The master is practicing in the cave at this moment. I will go to entertain the guests."

Since he did not expect to make further progress in his cultivation, he usually only spent half an hour practicing to maintain his cultivation and did not regress, so he had a lot of free time.

To pass the time, he and Tian Tiezhu both love playing chess, and both are bad at it.

When the Red Flame Peak held a celebration, he was impressed by the guests who came today.

Because there are not many female cultivators among the Chaoyuan period cultivators who come and go, and they are all beautiful.

Although he only glanced at them a few times out of the corner of his eye, he was deeply impressed.

"Go ahead," Tian Tiezhu waved his hand. He wanted to think about what to do next.

Wei Songtao trotted over and said as calmly as possible:

"Master Ji is in the cave. Judging from his usual habits, it will probably take more than an hour for him to come out. Do you need me to inform him?"

Han Yan looked at the height of the sun and waved his hand.

"I sent a message to Jin Jian this morning and made an appointment with Junior Brother Ji. He should be out soon, so there's no need to send a message."

She had anticipated this situation before coming and notified them in advance.

Wei Songtao whispered:

"In that case, Master, please wait in the living room."

"Lead the way."

A quarter of an hour later, Ji An walked out of the cave, flew to the cold pond on a cloud, and saw Wei Songnian standing at the door of the living room waving to him.

He landed in the living room, walked in, and said with a bow:
"Sister, I've been waiting for a long time."

Han Yan put down the pine nuts in her hand and stood up:
“I just arrived, so why wait so long?

Besides, the hospitality here is excellent, so it doesn’t matter if we wait a little longer.”

Second-grade, medium-quality pine nuts are not something you can eat whenever you want.

"Haha, please take a seat, Senior Sister."

Ji An greeted them warmly and the host and guest took their seats.

Han Yan took out a small dark red wooden box, a bright smile flashing in her eyes:

"Junior brother, eight second-grade top-grade peach seeds. The ancestor specifically asked me to deliver them."

As she spoke, she used the object control technique to send the box to the other person.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Ji An opened the box and used his spiritual sense to sense the vitality of the seeds.

His brows furrowed slightly. Among these seeds, two were full of vitality, while the rest were somewhat "congenitally deficient".

Perhaps it was because the spiritual peach tree was almost exhausted when it was producing spiritual fruits.

Noticing his expression, Han Yan said:

“Junior brother, you should know about the situation of the spiritual tree. Not only are the fruits this year less numerous than usual, but the spiritual energy and medicinal properties they contain have also decreased.

What a pity, the sect will no longer have top-grade spiritual peaches for alchemy."

Without the top-grade spiritual peaches, the number of times she can refine high-level pills will decrease.

Ji An said in a deep voice:
"In a few years, Senior Sister will see new top-grade spiritual peaches being cultivated."

"Junior brother, you are so confident. I am looking forward to it.

By the way, the Qin Gong Hall has approved my experiment with the pill formula. I hope that Junior Brother will deliver more second-grade pine honey to the Treasure Pavilion. Currently, we only need second-grade low-grade pine honey."

Han Yan's plan was to first refine pills that could be taken by cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and accumulate some experience in creating pill formulas.

If everything goes well, try to use second-grade medium-quality pine nuts as the main material to refine Chaoyuan-level elixirs.

This is a long-term research topic, and the sect gave her ten years to experiment.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister. If you can test out the pill formula in the future, it will be a great achievement. All the cultivators in the sect will remember your contribution.

but"

Ji An changed the subject and said:
“Since the inventory is low, if Senior Sister wants a large quantity of pine honey, she will have to wait a few more months.

By then, this year's pine nuts will be ripe, and the fire ants will be able to produce more pine honey."

"Just act according to Junior Brother's actual situation. How many second-level Red Cloud Pines are there in Red Flame Peak now?"

"There are 206 second-grade, low-grade red cloud pines and 16 mid-grade ones." Han Yan showed her pearly teeth and raised her eyebrows.
"This is really good news. I think the sect's most needed fire-type spiritual objects will gradually become available."

Two hundred red cloud pines can produce tens of thousands of kilograms of pine nuts every year. Even if this junior brother only hands over half of them, the sect's treasure house will still have an income of 30,000 kilograms.

These pine nuts alone can meet the needs of more than a dozen foundation-building disciples who practice fire-based exercises to refine spiritual objects in a year.

The two chatted for a while, and Han Yan said rather embarrassedly:

"Junior brother, when the mid-grade spiritual peaches here are ripe this year, remember to let me know. I want to buy some for my backup."

In two or three years, the spiritual herbs in the sect's medicine garden will be mature, and then she can start refining pills.

Good materials must be prepared in advance, otherwise they may not be available when you need them.

"No problem. This year, there are three mid-grade spiritual peaches on Scarlet Flame Peak that will bear fruit. How many fruits do you need, Senior Sister?"

The second-grade medium-quality spiritual peach tree produces about twenty fruits each time. He plans to keep ten for himself in case of emergency, and hand over the rest to the sect or trade them out.

"Thirty is okay?"

Han Yan asked a little nervously, this number is really not small.

Ji An pretended to be in deep thought, and finally agreed reluctantly:

"Senior Sister asked for it for the first time, and I accepted it."

The implication was that if he asked for such a large quantity again in the future, he would be in a difficult position.

"Thank you, Junior Brother," Han Yan smiled happily.

There is a limit on the quantity of elixir materials that can be exchanged in the Treasure Pavilion. There is a certain quota every year, and the sect will use these materials to issue alchemy tasks.

Half an hour later, Han Yan satisfactorily boarded the golden-winged eagle and left.

The two golden eagles neighed together, as if saying goodbye.

Not long after seeing off the guests, the golden-red mist on the top of Chiyan Peak sank into the belly of the mountain.

The blazing golden and fire spirits quickly dissipated, and the small monsters that had been hiding crawled out of the caves and began to look for food.

Ji An held the spiritual peach seed in his palm and released the Canglong Jingzhe technique.

The spell's effect was controlled within a narrow range, enveloping his palm.

A small green dragon the size of an index finger appeared above the palm of his hand, and emerald light like jade beads fell and sank into the seeds one after another.

The abundant vitality emerges and the breath of vigorous growth is in the air.

The peach seeds were like travelers who had walked in the desert for several days without drinking water, greedily absorbing the magic power.

After casting the spell twice, Ji An finally restored some of the vitality of all the seeds.

The seed no longer absorbed the spell blips, and he stopped casting spells.

After pondering for a moment, he made up his mind and activated the Withering and Flourishing Technique.

Green light was continuously extracted from the two weakest peach species to nourish the other peach species.

These peach varieties have the same breath of life, and this method can be used to cultivate seeds with greater potential.

Although there are two fewer seeds, the future potential is much brighter.

Ji An put away the peach seeds and said:
"Song Tao, take out all the peach seeds stored in the warehouse. I will need them later."

In recent years, Chiyan Peak has produced a lot of second-grade medium-quality spiritual peaches.

He collected the seeds specifically for today.

There are still two acres of vacant land in the Fire Spiritual Plant Garden. It's time to plant spiritual peach trees on them all.

"As ordered."

Wei Songtao ran to the warehouse to get the spirit seeds, presented them and said:

"Master, there are thirty-six spirit seeds in total."

Ji An extended his spiritual sense, selected fifteen seeds with the strongest vitality and placed them on the stone table, and then released the Canglong Jingzhe technique.

A mini green dragon the size of a palm emerged from thin air, with fine scales and an elegant body.

Its eyes are shiny, with a hint of arrogance.

The jade beads containing the image of the Azure Dragon rushed to penetrate the seeds, and the fruit shell could not cause any obstacles at all.

Wei Songtao, who was standing next to him, heard the dragon's roar and felt it was like the roar of spring thunder, shaking people's hearts.

The vigorous wood element spiritual energy nourished the peach seeds. Ji An used the Withering and Flourishing Technique to plunder the vitality of the weak seeds and replenish the other seeds until the seeds could no longer accommodate more life energy.

Ji An came to the orchard, took out a second-grade top-grade spiritual peach seed and put it into the storage bag.

He planted the remaining twenty peach seeds evenly in the vacant land, and then used the Yellow Dragon Yuan Zeng Technique.

The yellow spiritual light covered the land and slowly seeped into it, nourishing the profound Dharma meaning that lingered.

The seals in his hands changed, and he performed the Cloud Dragon Rain Spell.

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky and lightning flashed.

The moist spiritual rain fell down and the mist spread.

The peach seedlings broke through the soil and when the rain stopped, they had grown to knee height.

Ji An checked the dryness of the soil and chanted the Zhurong Divine Fire Curse again.

A human-shaped shadow that looked like a burning flame appeared for a moment, and red flames rose from the ground.

The flame is an illusion manifested by the spell, not a physical entity.

The Ding fire lasted for a moment, and suddenly turned into the dark golden Bing fire, further stimulating the vitality of the fire spiritual plant.

"Haha," Ji An chuckled and nodded in satisfaction.

Now there are finally no idle spiritual fields on Chiyan Peak.

(End of this chapter)