Chapter 9 Yellow Bud Grass Matures

Although Uncle Zhang Mengyuan is already sixty-eight, he still has a mortal heart.

In the past ten years, he has married five concubines in succession.

Since he gave up the idea of ​​seeking immortality at the age of thirty, Zhang Mengyuan has married sixteen wives and concubines in more than thirty years.

All his wives and concubines are mortals, and they have given birth to fourteen children for him in total.

Unfortunately, most of these fourteen children have no spiritual roots, and only one child has spiritual roots, but his roots are not as good as Zhang Mengyuan, a cultivator with four spiritual roots.

The difference in his aptitude and roots can be imagined.

The older he gets, the more Zhang Mengyuan loves his children, especially his underage son who can practice, and he always wants to leave something for him.

So Zhang Mengyuan has become more and more frugal in the past ten years.

He used to be a very generous person, but recently he has become like a miser.

Zhang Mengyuan packed up the spiritual stones and began to teach Zhang Zhixuan the experience of cultivating spiritual fields.

More than 20 mu of chalcedony rice has been harvested for more than a month. After irrigation a few days ago, the fields began to be turned over today. Under the guidance of Zhang Mengyuan, Zhang Zhixuan used a hoe to turn over more than 20 mu of spiritual fields.

The soil in these spiritual fields is rich in spiritual energy and as hard as stone. Therefore, the air permeability of the soil is not good. Every once in a while, you need to use a hoe to turn over the spiritual soil, and then break up large pieces of hard soil so that air can pass through the soil into the spiritual grass.

The hoe in Zhang Zhixuan's hand is also different from ordinary objects. It is a first-level low-grade magic weapon. If it is placed in the mortal world, it is also a rare magic weapon. Unfortunately, in the hands of immortal cultivators, this level of magic weapon can only be used as a hoe.

Zhang Zhixuan is already a sixth-level cultivator of Qi training. At this level, the two arms of cultivators have at least a thousand pounds of strength, and the endurance level is far beyond that of ordinary people.

In one day, at least five or six mu of spiritual fields can be turned over.

Besides, Uncle Seven Zhang Mengyuan is also a person who can't sit still. His cultivation is higher, and he is already an eighth-level cultivator. With his help, two days later, the two of them turned over all the spiritual fields.

Time passed quickly, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these ten days, Zhang Zhixuan has been working hard to practice the Soul Gathering Rain Technique. Even though he has good comprehension, it is a pity that he does not have a water-attributed spiritual root, so it is not convenient to practice this spell.

Although it took more than twenty days, he could only release a spell once every five or six hours with the help of the magic platform and the formation flag.

Not only did he release spells very slowly, but it also consumed a lot of spiritual power.

Every time he successfully released the Soul Gathering Rain Technique, his mana would be completely consumed.

Although there is spiritual energy in the spiritual fields, it is a pity that it is not as abundant as the spiritual energy of the mountain gate. It takes at least three or four days to replenish mana each time.

So Zhang Zhixuan can only release the Soul Gathering Rain Technique once every five days, and it takes half a month to irrigate all the spiritual fields.

In recent days, the yellow bud grass has begun to fully mature.

It takes five years for this spiritual grass to fully grow, and only thirty or forty spiritual grasses can be planted in each acre of second-level spiritual field.

Of the thirty acres of spiritual fields of the Zhang family, only three acres are planted with yellow bud grass, with a total of only a hundred or so plants.

Yellow bud grass is a second-level medium-quality spiritual grass that can be used to refine second-level medium-quality golden bud pills.

When the yellow bud grass is fully mature, the family's alchemy pavilion in the market will be closed.

Alchemists will also come here to refine golden bud pills on a large scale.

"Look carefully. As long as golden buds emerge, it means that the yellow bud grass is fully mature. This spiritual grass is about three feet tall. Once mature, a yellow jade-colored bud about an inch long will grow on the top. This bud is the most important treasure of the yellow bud grass and can be used to refine the golden bud pill. Once the yellow bud emerges, it must be picked quickly. Once it exceeds one hour, the yellow bud will wither, and this spiritual grass will be useless, and five years of hard work will be wasted. Once the yellow bud is picked, it can be stored for three days using sandalwood or jade as a container. So whenever the yellow bud grass matures, the family's alchemist will come in advance and refine these yellow bud grass into pills as quickly as possible.

Once the golden bud pill is refined, it can be preserved for three years. At that time, it can not only be distributed to family cultivators to increase mana, but also be taken to the market to exchange for spirit stones.

This kind of pill is the treasure of our family's alchemy pavilion because it can be refined on a large scale.

Every time the golden bud pill is refined, the nearby casual cultivators will be ecstatic. In a few months, the golden bud pills in the market shops will be swept away. "Because he received 20 low-grade spirit stones from Zhang Zhixuan in advance, Zhang Mengyuan's attitude has been better in recent days, and he has been teaching more and more dedicated.

He would carefully remind everything that needs attention in advance.

Just when the two were using the sandalwood box to collect the yellow bud grass, a communication jade talisman slowly flew in.

Zhang Mengyuan took the communication jade talisman and looked at it carefully, and said to Zhang Zhixuan with a smile: "The yellow bud grass has just matured, and your uncle Jiu and others have come."

He put the sandalwood box aside and opened the formation slowly. Outside the formation, seven or eight cultivators have arrived at the gate.

The first one is relatively old, looking about fifty or sixty, and the rest are in their prime.

The old cultivator has a higher cultivation level and carries a hint of majesty.

The remaining cultivators have lower cultivation levels, and the best one has just reached the fourth level of Qi training, which is far inferior to Zhang Zhixuan who just came down the mountain.

The old cultivator is the fourth elder of the family, the second-level upper-grade alchemist Zhang Mengquan.

Zhang Mengquan is also a cultivator with three spiritual roots, and has been practicing to the ninth level of Qi training for more than ten years.

It is a pity that the family does not have the ability to provide him with foundation-building pills. Without foundation-building pills to warm the body and harmonize the true essence, it is extremely dangerous for a cultivator to build a foundation.

For a cultivator with three spiritual roots like him, the probability of successfully building a foundation is less than 10%. If he fails, he will immediately die in the danger of the foundation-building process.

Zhang Mengquan is not a cultivator who is devoted to the Great Dao, and he has not dared to take the risk of building a foundation for many years.

Now he is sixty-five years old, and his blood and qi are beginning to decline. Even with the help of the foundation-building pill, the probability of building a foundation is no more than 10%.

He himself is very clear about this. He has missed the best age for building a foundation and has long given up hope of building a foundation.

The cultivators behind him include not only apprentices from the alchemy pavilion in the market, but also low-level cultivators such as the county magistrate, county lieutenant, head of the police, and patrolmen in Lushan County.

Everyone followed him into the courtyard. The county magistrate, who was usually high and mighty in Lushan County, was busy and began to carry bundles of crystal clear wood from the carriage outside.

These logs were golden in color, and contained a little bit of spiritual energy. They did not look like ordinary wood.

Seeing Zhang Zhixuan staring at the wood, Uncle Zhang Mengquan smiled and said, "This is Xuanyang wood, which is a first-grade low-quality material. The Zhu family in Liucheng has a large garden where this kind of thing is planted, and a lot of it can be produced every year. The price is also quite cheap, only one low-grade spirit stone for every three bundles. Our family does not have a fire eye for alchemy or refining tools, so we cannot use earth fire to make alchemy, and can only use this kind of wood that contains spiritual energy. When this thing burns, the temperature of the flame is very high. Although it is not as good as earth fire, nor as good as the true fire of foundation-building cultivators, it is enough to use for refining low-level spirit pills."