Natural fairy species

"Uncle Bai, the dragon's tooth rice will be mature later this month. According to the current trend, the harvest should be good... but a few disciples have asked me when I can ask you for advice?"

Cai Heng summarized recent Lingtian affairs and seized the rare reporting opportunity.

Bai Zichen was carrying Gungun. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year. The little guy's body shape had not changed much, but he had gained dozens of kilograms.

As soon as they met, they rolled over to their master, showing no signs of unfamiliarity.

"It's so fast. Let's count how many people meet the requirements. Some want to be consulted on difficult questions in practice, and some want to be given advice on swordsmanship. I'll take a day to come out and take care of this."

Although Jiuyang Shenhuojian fell into a deep sleep, the ability of the Shenhuojian can still be used, and it does not affect his ability to be an elder in returning skills.

Therefore, Bai Zichen didn't feel guilty at all for the disciples who came to ask for advice.

Isn't it just a part-time job to teach the elders once? It can be settled easily.

"I'll do the statistics later."

Cai Heng now devotes all his energy to the spiritual field.

There are 500 acres of second-level spiritual fields and 5,000 acres of first-level spiritual fields. Even if there are more than 60 spiritual planters helping to take care of them, he is so busy every day that he can't even touch the ground.

"This time we have only harvested 500 acres of second-level spiritual land, and the manpower is enough... When the next harvest of 5,000 acres of first-level spiritual land is harvested, our few manpower may be overwhelmed."

"The sect has decided to move five hundred disciples to Feiyue Lake every year from now on. One is to relieve the pressure on the mountain, and the other is to speed up the construction progress of Feiyue Lake."

Bai Zichen is not here, but every time the elders discuss the content, someone will notify them as soon as possible.

Also from more than one source.

"We, the five elders who guard Feiyue Lake, have certain limited rights to mobilize these disciples. At that time, I will issue a task and gather 300 people for you to harvest the spiritual rice."

Cai Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief as he no longer had any worries.

More than half a month later, Cai Heng came to Baiyulou again and asked Bai Zichen to come to the scene in person to watch the harvesting process of the second-level spiritual rice.

This spiritual field planting is related to Bai Zichen's spiritual stone plan, and a lot of energy has been invested in it.

Having no choice but to take it seriously, I happily went there immediately.

All the spiritual planters employed by Bai Zichen gathered in front of the 500-acre second-level spiritual field. Several second-level spiritual planters, including Old Man Tong, also arrived at the scene.

"Meet Elder Bai."

"Don't worry about me. Just harvest the spiritual rice according to your experience. I'm just here to take a look."

Bai Zichen waved his hand and asked everyone to continue their work.

Old Man Tong picked up a piece of tassel with twelve heavy grains of dragon tooth rice hanging on it: "Look, this batch of dragon tooth rice is full and round, full of spiritual energy and overflowing with fragrance... I have been planting it all my life. I have never grown such perfect spiritual rice!"

Bai Zichen broke off one. The shape really looked like a huge tooth. When he pinched it with his fingers, it was very elastic.

"Master Jiang, I asked you to contact several nearby immortal cultivating families. Are they interested?"

"I took your name card and visited three Immortal Cultivation Families and six Immortal Cultivation Families. They are all very interested in Dragon Tooth Rice. However, everyone has limited spiritual stones and may not be able to eat so much."

The Jiang family veteran stood behind with his waist bent and a humble look on his face.

Since receiving the notice from Lu Song that Bai Zichen wanted to see him, Jiang Laodao simply gave up the caravan business and waited at Feiyue Lake for a whole three months.

Then, according to Bai Zichen's instructions, he collected purchase intentions from nearby families.

As a second-level top-grade spiritual rice, Dragon Tooth Rice is too luxurious for Qi-refining monks. Long-term use by Foundation-building monks can effectively enhance physical strength.

According to the price that Old Man Tong inquired from the Shennong disciple, the normal price of second-grade top-quality spiritual rice is ten spiritual stones per catty.

Under ideal conditions, each acre of second-level spiritual field can produce thirty kilograms of dragon tooth rice. After excluding the ten kilograms handed over to the sect, a total of ten thousand kilograms can be left.

Old Man Tong has made calculations a long time ago. The loss of these 500 acres of second-level spiritual fields will not be great, there will be very few empty ears and bad rice, and the floating amount will not exceed 500 kilograms.

"It doesn't matter. These families can only have two or three foundation-building monks at most. Even if they are willing to buy more, they can't absorb much."

Bai Zichen didn't take it seriously. Selling to these immortal cultivating families was not just for sales.

"As long as the reputation of Longya rice is established and other foundation-building monks are attracted to buy it next year, it will be considered a success. The extra Longya rice this year can be resold to Wanbao Pavilion."

Not to mention thousands of kilograms of second-order spiritual rice, if this number were doubled several times, Wanbao Pavilion could easily eat it.

It's just that the price of any item Wanbao Pavilion buys back is extremely low. Large-scale spiritual rice can only be sold for 80% of the market price.

He just regarded Wanbao Pavilion as the last resort, and it was really not an option to sell.

With so many spiritual planters taking action, the harvesting work of the 500-acre spiritual field only lasted for a short half-day, and hills were piled up in the open space that had been prepared long ago.

"Reporting to Elder Bai, we have harvested a total of more than 14,600 kilograms of Longya rice... We have lived up to our trust!"

Old Man Tong's face was bright red. Although he was doing it for the future of his grandson, as a spiritual farmer, he also felt proud and satisfied when he saw the harvest in the spiritual field he was responsible for.

"Okay, these are all first-level deacons and stewards of Lingtian Hall. They just want to be witnesses and collect the share that should be turned over to the sect."

Bai Zichen felt happy as he looked at the grains of rice on the ground.

Gu Xisheng's suggestion was indeed useful and greatly accelerated the sect's development of the spiritual field.

Without paying a penny, it is equivalent to renting the spiritual field to a few elders and just waiting for the rent to be collected at the end of the year.

However, for Bai Zichen to achieve such a harvest, in addition to the fact that he had more spiritual planters from other elders, high-yielding spiritual rice such as dragon tooth rice also played a big role.

I believe that the other elders can only harvest a little more than half of the same area of ​​spiritual fields.

After deducting the rent of the sect's spiritual field and various costs, there is almost no spiritual stone to be earned.

There are 9,600 kilograms of Longya rice left, 100 kilograms are reserved for seeds, and another 100 kilograms are kept for myself to eat slowly.

Although he still doesn't know if he has cultivated a glazed body, this second-level top-grade spiritual rice will still have an effect on him.

In addition, he was ready to pack up a portion for fellow seniors Liang Yu, Dai Hui, Peng Chong, and Pei Dongyong as gifts.

"If you give the Bai family another hundred kilograms, there will be exactly nine thousand kilograms of Longya rice that can be sold."

Bai Zichen calculated that after excluding the salary of all spiritual planters and the costs incurred during the planting process, the final profit would be nearly 40,000 spiritual stones.

“I didn’t expect farming to be a hugely profitable industry!”

Bai Zichen's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the five hundred acres of spiritual land as if he were looking at a cornucopia.

But he also knew that he was a special case here.

Normal second-level spiritual rice can produce no more than twenty kilograms per mu.

Coupled with the difference in the number and level of spiritual planters, and deducting normal losses, other elders from the same 500-acre spiritual field may harvest up to 8,000 kilograms of second-level spiritual rice.

The five thousand kilograms of spiritual rice that belongs to the sect is untouchable. After deducting various expenses, the actual spiritual stones obtained are between a few thousand spiritual stones and barely maintaining the capital.

It also depends on the cost control ability of the person in charge.

He looked at Old Man Tong with kind eyes, and he wanted to treat his grandson better just because of the rice.

At the very least, we should cultivate Tong Huan to the perfection of Qi refining and give him a chance to attack the foundation.

"Master Jiang, take a thousand kilograms of Longya rice and sell it all the way... I hope you can sell three thousand kilograms of spiritual rice for me next year."

Bai Zichen set aside a share of one thousand kilograms of spiritual rice, and put all the rest of the spiritual rice into the storage bag.

"A business that earns 40,000 spiritual stones a year is too conspicuous..."

After the joy, Bai Zichen felt a little uneasy again. The profit from Long Ya Rice was too great.

It was so big that given his current position in the sect, he was worried about whether he could eat it alone.

It may be okay in the first two years, but later on there will definitely be more and more jealous people.

Especially in contrast to the fact that the other four elders of Feiyue Lake also contracted spiritual fields, but the final harvest of spiritual stones was negligible.

"The most likely thing is that I should hand over the Dragon Tooth Rice Spirit Seed and share it with everyone... Let the water cover it up with the earth. As long as sufficient compensation is given, it's not impossible."

Once Longya rice production surges, Wanbao Pavilion will definitely lower the purchase price significantly.

By then, Bai Zichen's annual profits will naturally shrink year-on-year.

Bai Zichen thought for a while and added Senior Brother Yingzhong to the gift list, and at the same time doubled the size of everyone's gifts.

It would definitely be a good deal to earn a few thousand less spiritual stones and bind a few more senior brothers to my side.

If it weren't for the two Pill-forming Ancestors, they would definitely look down on the second-level spiritual rice. He would have planned to send a thousand kilograms of Dragon Tooth Rice to Patriarch Yang's island first.

The five hundred acres of spiritual fields have been harvested and they have entered a short rest period.

According to Old Man Tong, Longya rice has too high requirements for moisture and soil fertility, and one year of planting will cause a great loss of spiritual energy in the spiritual field.

It needs to be left vacant for half a year to allow the spiritual field to recuperate before it can be planted again.

From the next day, Bai Zichen began to fulfill his promise. According to the choice of these spiritual planters, he would either answer questions about cultivation or provide guidance on swordsmanship.

Nearly eighty spiritual planters have all worked hard for more than half a year, but many of them have not even had a year yet, so they have to save the opportunity to exchange for instruction in swordsmanship.

In the end, only about 40 people applied, with roughly half choosing to practice puzzle solving and swordsmanship instruction.

Bai Zichen asked all the disciples who encountered difficulties and confusion in cultivation and wanted to find answers to form a team, and the work was completed in half a day.

At first, some disciples suspected that Bai Zichen was perfunctory and could not come out within a quarter of an hour after entering to answer questions about the exercises.

This little time was barely enough for the disciple to explain his personal situation, but the elder who taught the practice didn't even begin to analyze it.

But seeing that every disciple who left had gained a lot, their faces were full of respect and gratitude, and they didn’t look like they had been deceived.

Soon when it was my turn, I realized why the time was so short.

After asking for a drop of blood essence, Elder Bai can analyze you thoroughly and give you a sharp opinion without even having to listen to the situation.

There was no pause to think during this process, it was so terrifying.

The only thought after these spiritual plant master disciples left was that even such people could not achieve elixir formation. Are there any people in the world who could achieve elixir formation?

"The efficiency is quite fast. This broken mirror can only do so much..."

Bai Zichen looked at the list and saw that there was only the last disciple left.

Thanks to his high reputation, blood essence is an important thing for every monk, and it is impossible to let it fall into the hands of others under normal circumstances.

The unreasonable request to squeeze out a drop of blood before clearing the doubts was put forward, but no one raised any objections. At most, they complied with a little hesitation.