"Little Shitou, have you entered the third floor of Qi training? Congratulations!" As soon as Chen Yanzhi stepped into the Deshan Building, his assistant Xiao Quan came over and looked very happy for her.
"To say that Xiao Shitou's immortality is really good. At such a young age, his cultivation has reached the third level of Qi training. He has a promising future!"
The other waiters were also attracted by his loud words, and a few glances came over him, with the intention of sizing up and speculating.
In an instant, he congratulated with a smile again.
Chen Yan was very tired of Xiaoquan's behavior. She couldn't hide her cultivation. She had known this would happen for a long time, but she didn't want to attract too much attention.
And his words, in a strange way, vaguely revealed that she had a chance to have a baby.
But the fact is that she really doesn't have it, and the system doesn't give her anything good at the moment, and it still requires her to desperately throw spiritual stones into it.
Chen Yanzhi showed a simple and honest smile, "I have four spiritual roots, and I have been stuck on the second level of Qi training for eight years. If I can reach the middle stage of Qi training in this life, I will burn incense and pay tribute to my ancestors."
"Yesterday was also a fluke. Looking at the bright moon and starry sky, as soon as I relaxed my mood, the barrier of the third level of Qi training was loosened. It was just a fluke."
To tell you something, my talent is not bad, I have accumulated enough, luckily my state of mind improved, my cultivation breakthrough came naturally, there is absolutely no treasure.
Among the low-level casual cultivators, the Four Spiritual Roots are already good qualifications. If you are considered a little genius, it is not surprising that you will practice quickly.
After all, for most casual cultivators, the five spiritual roots are the norm.
Mao Xiaodou came out to smooth things over, "The foundation is still solid and things will happen naturally. Okay, everyone, don't just stare at the little rocks. The door is about to open, so hurry up and work."
"That's right, Xiao Shitou works so hard, and spends all his free time practicing."
"The talent is pretty good too!"
"Indeed."
Everyone smiled kindly and went about their business.
After Chen Yanzhi finished her work, she naturally came to the second floor and quietly took out two small porcelain bottles and placed them on the evergreen pine branches on both sides.
These two evergreen pines are spiritual plants, with lush branches and leaves. The shopkeeper will come to perform the Little Spiritual Rain Technique every few days, so she can soak up some spiritual water.
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In the afternoon, the sun was high beside Changli Pier.
There are dozens of spiritual ships moored in the blue bay port, and monks are constantly getting on and off the ships.
There are many shops around, and the sound of hawking and shouting comes and goes, making it a bustling and lively place.
The coolies were shirtless, with loads of goods half as tall as a person on their shoulders. The people who were weighing them down were half-bent. They walked towards the deck with heavy steps.
Chen Yanzhi was among them, carrying two packages of goods and moving forward slowly.
Trip after trip, her steps became heavier and heavier, and her clothes were soaked with sweat, but she still walked firmly step by step.
An hour later, she collapsed on the ground tiredly, breathing heavily, but the smile on her lips became bigger and bigger, and her strength really increased.
After resting for a long time, she got up and went to the steward's office.
The middle-aged manager narrowed his eyes when he saw her, and honestly took out the record book, "Chen Yanzhi, right? Well, there are thirty-five packages in total, thirty-five broken spirits."
Chen Yanzhi nodded and took the spirit stone from the steward's hand.
When she first came to this world, she was penniless, had no background, and had no skills. She didn't even have enough food and clothing.
As written in the novel, randomly inventing something to shock everyone and make a lot of money is just thinking nonsense.
In the world of cultivating immortals, magic has been applied to all aspects, and is even more advanced and magical than modern times. For example, the small courtyard she rented has standard "tap water", "gas stove" and "lighting".
If it weren't for the lack of spiritual stones, she would also like to buy an irrigation device so that she could water regularly, which would be much more convenient.
Therefore, small casual cultivators like her can only do hard work, and spiritual tools for moving goods have long been used. But who calls labor cheap? Some small businesses still like to hire cultivators.
This manager is the most bully and afraid of the strong. He exploited the original person before, but when Chen Yanzhi came, he used the name of Deshan Building to teach him a lesson before he became honest.
After work, she walked quickly. She couldn't wait to see her babies.
Focus your mind on the ground and your brain will receive the information instantly.
The red cloud grass is still close to the spiritual rain, but the progress bar is not red and the spiritual rain has not yet reached it, so let's ignore it for now.
Shiromi still looked like she was short of water, but this time she was satisfied with just one bucket.
Ming Jiyin still wanted spiritual energy, so he could only satisfy it.
[The aura is barely enough, it would be better if it had more. 】
After losing half of the spiritual power in his body, he finally calmed down.
In her spare time, Chen Yanzhi decided to write a planting diary.
Record your experiences so that if you die one day, you can leave a legacy.
I opened the first page and was about to write down the year, month and day, but suddenly realized that she didn't seem to know, and the world of immortality seemed to use the chronology of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, which was so complicated.
"Let's use the Gregorian calendar method, and let this year be the year of the Gregorian calendar."
The homepage still needs to be marked.
I felt that the chronological method was a bit complicated. I recalled that I had accidentally received a new calendar from an honored person. It was simple, easy to understand, and quite accurate, so I adopted this chronological method.
This year is the day when I first started farming. I think it is very memorable, so I decided to mark it as the first year of the solar calendar.
My name is Chen Yanzhi. I am an ordinary casual cultivator in the world of immortality. Life is not easy. I have studied some farming techniques and jotted down my experiences. If someone gets my notes, it is fate. I hope to study them carefully and put them into practice. My legacy carries forward far and wide.
【Shiratami Planting Diary】
[In the Gregorian calendar year, March 20th, the weather was a little sunny. 】
Start raising seedlings.
Sow fifty grains of white rice at night. This guy likes to drink water, so I fed him a bucket and a half that night.
Well, to quantify it, a barrel is about one foot high and half a foot wide.
Alas, the size problem is so annoying, skip it, skip it, in short, water it more and moisten it hard.
Note: Don’t plant at night.
[In the Gregorian calendar year, March 22nd, the sky was a little cloudy. 】
Start preparing the land and add water to soak the fields.
I was so tired that my hands were almost broken, and I vomited while carrying water.
I suggest you connect a water pipe, or learn the art of summoning water, just pretend I didn't say that.
[In the Gregorian calendar year, March 25th, the sky was very sunny. 】
The nursery field was maintained at warmer temperatures until the fifth day, when germination finally occurred.
Super Plus enjoy.
[In the Gregorian calendar, April 1st is a light rainy day. 】
No more watering.
But the mood was a bit heavy. Mao Xiaodou died and Xiaoquan was seriously injured.
It is said that He Yuan did it because of a grudge. Xiaoquan was present at the time. He was petty and thought that others were laughing at him, while Mao Xiaodou stepped on him to get the upper hand.
This incident made me more and more convinced that the only way to save life in the world of immortality is to take care of yourself when you are weak.
[On April 3rd, January of the Gregorian calendar, the weather was fine. 】
The rice seedlings are ready for transplanting when they are about three inches tall.
The vibrant rice seedlings dispelled the sadness in my heart.
Fortunately, all fifty rice seeds survived and grew well. This surprised me at my talent in farming.
