Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

Chapter 37 37. The difference between cultivating immortality and cultivating immortality

On this day, Li Sui'an went to the fields early to harvest corn, and the speed of Chasing Sun Legs increased significantly, but he met senior brother Gao Zhongcheng on the way.

"Senior Brother Gao! Why are you patrolling so late today!"

Li Sui'an pushed his legs hard and ran towards Senior Brother Gao Zhongcheng.

"It's a bit late!"

Gao Zhongcheng answered casually with an ugly face, turned to look at Li Sui'an, and looked stunned, "You... have practiced the art of physical training? Your legs are strong and your speed is extremely fast. Have you really mastered the sun-chasing kick?"

That's natural. There is no martial arts that she can't get into, and she can even refine first-level low-grade talismans.

"Hey! You're just practicing blindly!"

Li Sui'an smiled to prevent the other party from thinking she was showing off, and then said, "Senior Brother Gao looked hasty. Is there something wrong with this spiritual field?"

The last sentence is pure nonsense. What problems can there be in such a large Huayuan Valley? If there are problems, the sect will take care of them. It is not the turn of a handyman disciple like her who is in the early stage of Qi training to worry about it.

Saying hello to Gao Zhongcheng is really "showing off".

After hearing Li Sui'an's words, Gao Zhongcheng stopped asking about Zhui Ri's legs and solemnly said: "Junior sister, please prepare more self-defense talismans in the near future!"

This time it was Li Sui'an's turn to be dumbfounded!

I just asked casually without thinking, and actually asked something.

Li Sui'an gave Gao Zhongcheng some free fireball talismans, "I bought them from Fangshi, please don't dislike them, Senior Brother Gao."

Seeing that it was a powerful first-level low-grade fireball talisman, Gao Zhongcheng put it away directly.

"Junior sister, please do not spread some words to others. Our Qingyang Sect often fought with the Iron Sword Sect in the past. Recently, our sect's Yuan Ying Ancestor has shown signs of passing away. My cousin is an inner sect disciple. He found out news."

Gao Zhongcheng said with a sad look on his face.

"The ancestor of Nascent Soul is enthroned?"

Li Sui'an was stunned. The ancestor of the Yuanying was considered to be the top strength of the sect. If he were to die, before a new Yuanying grew up, the entire sect would basically be a child holding gold.

"Shhh! This is just a sign now! The taxation may be a little uneven this time, please take care of yourself!"

Gao Zhongcheng also saw that Li Sui'an had good talent in martial arts this time, and he might actually achieve something in the future.

It's not a loss at all to trade information that everyone in the family knows for popularity.

Looking at Gao Zhongcheng's leaving figure, Li Sui'an also fell into silence.

She didn't doubt Gao Zhongcheng's words at all. Although he was only an outer disciple, whose family didn't have some awesome relatives?

These relatives usually don't help much, but one word can still help with matters like life and death.

"Tsk, it's no longer safe to have your back against Huayuan Valley..."

Once something happens to the sect, the first to suffer is not the group of mainstays, but the handyman disciples like them.

Have you ever seen reparations to cede territory? Usually, the land that is cut off is border land, and the compensation is from the bottom.

Unfortunately, Huayuan Valley occupies both areas, being the farthest from the sect and having a large number of low-level monks.

Li Sui'an frowned. There was no point in rushing for this kind of thing, so she simply harvested the corn as soon as possible.

Along the way, she couldn't help but shake her head when she saw everyone's joy at the harvest day.

Harvesting, shelling, and drying took two full days.

Li Sui'an's speed alone was already difficult, and the others were even slower.

The day before paying taxes, the inner disciples of the sect came to the village of Lingtian in the tenth district on white cranes.

As the handyman in the tenth district, Wang Huan followed closely behind.

This scene made many spiritual cultivators stunned. Newcomers may not understand it and think that every tax collection is done by inner disciples, which means that their results are also an important income for the sect.

But the old man was panicking. How could such miscellaneous spirit rice have ever allowed an inner disciple who had never touched Yang Chun Shui to collect it in person?

Li Sui'an put some low-grade spiritual rice into the storage bag in his arms, and put all the cheap things in the storage bag on his waist.

"Junior brothers and sisters! This time, my sect's inner master uncle personally collected the spiritual plants. This represents the expectations for my tenth district."

Wang Huan stood on the white crane, and his voice spread throughout the village.

This is the benefit of practicing cultivation, you don’t even need a loudspeaker.

In the world of cultivation, seniority is not ranked by age, but by cultivation level. Those who practice qi call those who build foundations are uncles, while lower-level people call higher-level people senior brothers and sisters.

Nothing wrong with it.

While talking, a total of twenty people from the ten districts stepped forward.

Some people are happy, some are sad.

Li Sui'an checked the storage bag at his waist again and made sure there was nothing valuable before walking out of the room.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Wang Huan carefully looked at the faces of the inner disciples and said, "Uncle Master, everyone is here, should I go down and collect them?"

"No need, I'll do it myself."

The man who looked younger than Wang Huan said calmly, and the white crane landed on the ground.

He looked at the mud on the ground and frowned slightly.

Only then did Li Sui'an see clearly that this inner disciple had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, and a strong body. He was dressed in a white robe and looked particularly like the "immortal" spread among the common people.

The cuffs of the white robe are tattooed with golden threads. Those who don't understand runes may think they are decorations, but the faintly leaking protective runes exude a faint golden light.

Good guy, this is the difference between cultivating immortality and cultivating immortality.

They face the loess all day long and their backs to the sky, and their coarse linen clothes are not as good as those worn by wealthy businessmen in the ordinary world.

However, the inner disciples of the sect are afraid of getting their shoes and socks dirty even when they step in the mud, and their attire can be called "immortal".

The inner disciples swept through the crowd, "The sect has recently had more new disciples join the sect, and the tax revenue has also increased accordingly. From now on, the ninth-grade Lingtian District will pay 90% of the tax revenue on the harvest day."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar.

You don't usually see the inner disciples of the sect, but this happened when you saw them.

Especially handyman disciples like Senior Sister Xu who had foreign debts were given a slap on the head.

"Uncle! Uncle! We won't be able to survive if we charge you like this!"

Senior Sister Xu, who usually kept an unusually low profile and never showed up, knelt directly in front of Bai He, an inner disciple, and begged bitterly.

Li Sui'an was also surprised by the other party's huge appetite. This was not because the disciples in the sect didn't have enough to eat, it was clearly calculated.

Ruipin Lingtian has a good harvest every three months. Except for winter, taxes are paid three times a year. However, most people are proficient in grass-raising techniques. They can harvest twice in three months and pay 50% or 80% of the tax, which is just right. Enough to improve your cultivation and eat.

But this time, half of their harvest was directly taken away.

There are only half a quarter of spiritual plants left, just enough to survive.

Yes, it is enough to survive, and it will not push most people to a dead end and go on strike.

Li Sui'an couldn't help but clicked his tongue. It seemed that what Gao Zhongcheng said was true. Qingyang Sect would abandon Huayuan Valley when necessary.

The inner sect disciples couldn't help but frowned when they saw this scene, "Aren't the five acres of spiritual plants you planted in the sect's spiritual fields not enough?"