Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 23 Holy Land Order
He returned to the woods in his own courtyard early, completed all the training for the day, and began to read by lamplight at night.

When I helped my senior sister plant crops and water them earlier, I had also come into contact with those truly delicate spiritual plants. I had a basic understanding of the process from planting to picking most spiritual plants, and I even knew by heart the four picking methods required for most spiritual plants.

Now that I have the "Complete Guide to Planting and Care of Herbs" and have read it several times, I can easily master the planting process of the three types of elixir I need.

But the problem is that today's unscrupulous merchants are not very humane.

If the yield of each seed is not controlled at a high level, the output of the grower's time and effort may not even be comparable to the cost of purchasing the seeds and the cost incurred during the process.

Savvy seed traders have calculated this profit margin to the extreme, so that any lower yield means the grower loses money.

Although his senior sister Lin Jian had promised to provide seeds and spiritual fields, he didn't want her kindness to be wasted.

You have to achieve some results.

The key to the yield rate lies in the grower's careful daily care for the spiritual plants, timely pruning of those branches that grow poorly, and targeted supplementation of sufficient fertilizer and spiritual energy.

The only test here is the cultivator's precise control over his or her true energy.

"Do you have any idea about the precise control of zhenqi?" Lin Jian looked at Chunxue, pushing the note in his hand toward him and explaining with a smile, "Your golden spirit body is very useful. This is your reward."

Haruyuki's eyes lit up when he heard the reward and he grabbed the note.

With a quick glance up and down, you can see the big words written on it.

"On August 30th of the Yi Si Year, I learned a spell from the Spring Snow Sword Immortal in the forest—the Golden Spirit Body. I used it to offset a debt of nine thousand high-grade spirit stones. Excellent! You're one step closer to your goal."

Signed by: Lin Jian

"Why is the amount paid so much less this time?"

This thought flashed through Haruyuki's mind, but was quickly forgotten.

"It's normal that there are fewer. Spells are much simpler than magic. I still have one thousand left. After paying it back, I will definitely let you see my true strength. Do you dare to threaten me again? Kou Heng!"

Thinking through a hundred different ways to kneel and beg for mercy in the woods, Haruyuki held up the note with a silly smile on his face.

"A clue, a clue." Seeing the silly look on the face of the female sword fairy, Lin Jian tapped the table with his fingertips impatiently.

"Oh, I have an idea!" Haruyuki came back to his senses. "I have an idea! I have a method specifically for cultivating true qi, called 'Thin Stream Condensed Silk Power'. You can practice it when you have time."

This method, which is specifically used to train the control of true qi, is not complicated and can be practiced by people of all levels.

And as long as you work hard, you will definitely reap rewards.

The only difference lies in the amount of rewards and the improvement in efficiency. According to this guy's starting level and degree of effort, there should be sufficiently obvious progress soon.

However, the daily training program now includes a new method of training true qi. Even Chunxue can’t stand the heavy workload of Lin Jian’s daily classes.

Fortunately, he enjoyed it and the days passed one by one.

In the morning, breathe in the Juling Square.

In the afternoon, I went to Second Senior Sister's plantation to take care of the spiritual fields.

Until a decree exploded over the entire Zhengyang Sect, and countless Zhengyang Sect members who were either practicing or giving birth all stepped out of the door and looked up at the sky.

A line of golden characters appeared in the sky, accompanied by a divine voice that could reach all the heavens and earth.

"Orders have been issued from the Zhengyi Holy Land! The Tianyuan Demonic Fissure belonging to the Zhengyang, Pingding, Xianyi, and Lingyun sects has experienced a sudden change. Zhengyang and Xianyi sects are ordered to immediately dispatch their elite troops to relieve the defense. No mistakes can be made! If the Demonic Fissure is lost, the entire four sects will be slaughtered!"

Lin Jian, who was carefully caring for his soon-to-mature elixir in the spiritual field, suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly lost in thought as he looked at the line of golden characters in the sky.

Holy Land Order! Since Lin Jian entered the sect, he had always heard of the existence of this legend, but in the past eight years, this was the first time he had actually seen it happen before his eyes.

The so-called Heavenly Abyss Demonic Crack is extremely dangerous. As long as the monsters don't really come to their doorstep, the four major sects around here can ignore it.

But it is precisely because of the existence of the legendary holy land that all the sects within the influence of the holy land must obey the orders of the holy land and take it as their duty to guard the Tianyuan Demon Gap.

However, the four major sects rotate their guards once a month, and one cycle is four months long. When it comes to the Zhengyang Sect, it only happens three times a year.

In the past eight years, Lin Jian had seen many changes of guard, but none of them caused such a big commotion as this one.

A sudden change?

I don’t know what kind of drastic change caused the defense rotation that originally required only one sect to be changed to two.

……

In the main hall of Zhengyang Sect, as soon as the order from the Holy Land arrived, all the elders of the sect gathered here.

The sect leader standing in front of the high seat looked solemn but not panic as he glanced at the two rows of elders standing on the left and right.

"Do you know why this huge change in the Tianyuan Demonic Gap happened?"

The elders on both sides were speechless, and no one knew what had happened.

Only a few elders who had some connection with other sects seemed to know a little bit about the inside story and spoke solemnly from the side.

"The Pingding Sect retreated early, and now they're relying entirely on the emergency team remaining outside the blockade formation to defend the area. They've suffered heavy losses, with only a handful of over a hundred cultivators returning."

"According to the cultivators I know from the Pingding Sect, the monsters in the Demonic Gap are rushing out like crazy. I'm afraid we're really going to be in trouble this time."

"This is the first time in all these years that the Holy Land has issued an order requiring both of our sects to defend the area simultaneously. We absolutely cannot take this rotation of defense lightly!"

Among the elders, an old man with white hair and beard hesitated for a long time and finally took advantage of the momentary silence to step forward. He bowed to the sect leader and replied, "I observed the stars a few days ago and noticed that a demon star had fallen. I wonder if this is related?"

"The Demon Star has fallen?" The sect leader, who looked like an elegant middle-aged man, frowned slightly. "Which Demon Star?"

The Stargazing Elder's expression was solemn. "Located in the southern sky, the Red Fire Demon Star..."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"Red Fire Demon Star?"

"The Flame Hell Demon Lord is dead? How is that possible!"

"The Flame Hell Demon Lord is one of the four great demons under the Demon God. How could he fall so easily?"

"Who among us in the Lower Nine Realms can extinguish this primordial fire silently and without a sound?"

"Speaking of this, I'm reminded of some rumors I heard a few days ago from the Upper Nine Realms... This Flame Hell Demon Lord seemed to have been severely injured by a Sword Immortal in the Upper Nine Realms. If the rumors are true, the fall of this great demon is not nonsense."

"If it's really this great demon who fell, causing the abyss of heaven to tremble and the demons to go berserk, then that makes sense..."

Amidst various opinions, no one dared to take on this responsibility.

Seeing the fear on the faces of the elders, a kind-looking old man wearing a Taoist robe and with long eyebrows and a white beard came up to the sect leader and said, "Sect Leader, this situation is serious. I will take action myself."

Seeing the old man stand up, the sect leader was startled, "Uncle Master..."

The old man smiled kindly, "When the sect is in trouble, everyone has a responsibility. As an old man, I can only do my last bit to help the sect. It's the last thing I can do."

(End of this chapter)