Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 

Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

After three lifetimes of reincarnation and centuries of monkhood, the white-clothed guru who got off the mountain after much difficulty to search his soul was feeling utterly indignant right then. He merely laughed coolly at the other monk's words and did not answer.

In fact, he was already sweating all over.

Brother Jiang He is still that fearsome!

You don't know what tier the one before me is, and you're already scolding him?

However, the guru did not actually answer because he wanted some degree of protection. What if he revealed details about Jiang He to that monk, and the monk went off for revenge?

Meanwhile, the monk with Buddha's glow frowned before asking again, "His last name is Jiang. Is he Jiang He?"

The white-clothed guru did a double take for a moment, but managed to quickly say, "No, he's not Jiang He."

Immortal Arts, Martial Arts