"Buzz!"
The magic formula is cast, and the spiritual energy gathers.
Large areas of earth-attribute spiritual energy, attracted by mana, gathered into the spiritual field and slowly penetrated.
Zhang Yaozheng was standing in front of the spiritual field, holding magic formulas with his hands, chanting incantations in his mouth, and performing the "Fertile Soil Spiritual Art" recorded in "Thick Earth Art".
This is an auxiliary spell, specially used to absorb the spiritual energy of the earth's veins and nourish the spiritual field. Because Zhang Yao didn't pay much attention and was not skilled enough in practice, it also needed the assistance of gestures and spells.
"Fellow Taoist Qingxu."
A tall and plump figure swayed over and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist, for coming to take care of the spiritual field as soon as you get out of seclusion."
"Two days ago, Brother Zhao Hedao also praised me, saying that with your spiritual secret, the speed of gestating spiritual grass has become much faster."
Zhang Yao smiled slightly and said humbly:
"Fellow Daoist Zhao is so complimentary."
"This is nothing more than a small trick. It can't compare to the wonderful method of Daoyou Zhao and his wife. I don't dare to take credit for it."
The Seven Friends of Tiandu practice here in seclusion. In order to maintain the needs of their practice, they each have their own duties.
Zhao He and Jiang Rou, one practices wood-attribute skills and the other practices water-attribute skills, so they are responsible for taking care of the spiritual fields, peach orchards, orchards, and brewing jade dew.
Among the remaining four people, "Old He" knew some basic alchemy skills and was responsible for refining Bigu Pills for everyone.
"Fat Chen" in front of him knows some simple formations and restrictions, and is responsible for maintaining the formations outside the spiritual veins, as well as the formations in the residences of cultivators to avoid dust and prevent decay.
The last of the Li brothers didn't know any special skills. They usually helped Lao He when he was refining elixirs, provided mana support, and helped extract chalcedony.
After Zhang Yao joined, because he knew the "Fertile Soil Spirit Art", he was responsible for taking care of the spiritual field together with Zhao He and Jiang Rou.
"By the way, fellow Taoist Qingxu."
After the two chatted for a while, Fatty Chen said:
"A few days ago, Lao He started refining elixir again."
"You just happened to be released from seclusion. Go to Lao He later to get a bottle of Bigu Pill."
"good."
Zhang Yao nodded.
Tiandu Mountain's spiritual veins are not large, and the spiritual field space that can be opened is also limited. Only a few spiritual grasses can be planted, and the level cannot be too high.
However, the refining method of the Bigu Pill is actually not difficult. It only requires three types of low-grade spiritual herbs. It can be made roughly once a year. Usually, the pills are made into more than 100 pills, which is enough for seven people.
"After swallowing a Bigu Pill, you can go without food or drink for a month."
"This is a good thing. I have to find an opportunity in the future to ask Lao He for advice and learn this refining method."
Zhang Yao was secretly planning in his heart, so Zhao He and Jiang Rou came together.
"Fellow Taoist Qingxu."
After the two said hello, they stood at the edge of the spiritual field and skillfully began to perform the "Little Cloud and Rain Technique" and "Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Technique".
These two spells, like the "Fertile Soil Spirit Art", are low-level spells that do not limit the mana attribute. However, with the blessing of mana of the same attribute, the effect is definitely stronger than others.
After the three of them finished their work, they went to the residence of Zhao He and his wife. After drinking a few glasses of jade dew and chatting for a while, Zhang Yao said goodbye and left.
…………
half year later.
Seven Friends of Tiandu, another routine gathering.
After drinking several jars of Jade Dew in a row, while the wine was intoxicating, everyone chatted and mentioned the "Fellow Taoist Mo" again.
"I don't know when we, like fellow Taoist Mo, will be able to break through the middle stage of Qi refining and swim in the sea."
The voices of Zhao He, Lao He, Fatty Chen and others were full of envy.
Among all the people here, Lao He, who has the highest level of cultivation, is only at the third level of Qi refining, the same as Zhang Yao.
Most of them were able to step into the Immortal Way through their masters; the rest happened to discover the legacy of their predecessors, or dug out ancient Taoist books, tried to practice on their own, and luckily developed magic power.
Then, some learned about it from their teachers; some went on their own to explore the secrets, found the depths of Tiandu Mountain, and then stayed to cultivate.
Poor talent and qualifications, humble background, lack of cultivation resources, lack of guidance from famous teachers... all these factors have led to everyone's cultivation path being unsatisfactory.
The oldest, Lao He, is over fifty years old and is still trapped in a small bottleneck in the early stages of Qi refining.
"The days of being a casual cultivator are indeed carefree, but they are not easy either."
Zhang Yao couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart as he listened to everyone's discussion.
Lu State lacks spiritual energy and practitioners are very rare. Everyone does not need to fight for anything, and they are naturally enjoying themselves.
But in other places, such as the "Weiguo" and "Cangguo" in the north, competition is more intense.
Their cultivation in the early stage of Qi refining was too poor, and no one wanted to join them. Once they left the Lu country, they would probably live a precarious life, so they stayed in Tiandu Mountain.
"Why……"
Lao He's face turned red and he took another sip of jade dew, showing a trace of dejection:
"I'm almost sixty years old, and there's no sign of breaking through to the middle stage of Qi refining."
"In the final analysis, my spiritual root qualifications are too poor. It would be great if I did not have the four-attribute spiritual root, but the earth spiritual root..."
He didn't dare to expect that he had Tianlinggen, that was too far out of reach.
Possessing earthly spiritual roots, he can be regarded as a genius in cultivating immortals. If he leaves the State of Lu and joins any sect, he will not have to worry about being accepted.
"Spiritual roots..."
When talking about this topic, everyone's face showed a hint of helplessness and unwillingness.
Spiritual root qualifications are innate and can hardly be changed the day after tomorrow. Everyone is a casual cultivator and their spiritual root qualifications are relatively poor.
Among the seven friends of Tiandu, Zhao He, who is the most talented, only has three attributes of miscellaneous spiritual roots.
"such a pity."
Zhao He's face turned red when he drank, with a look of regret on his face:
"With my spiritual root qualifications, if I were only about ten years old, I could actually join a small sect, even if I just become an ordinary disciple, Dangdang?"
"It's a pity that when I was lucky enough to step into the immortal path, I was already almost twenty and could only be a casual cultivator."
Jiang Rou, who was sitting next to him, heard this and suddenly snorted deliberately and glared at him.
"Ma'am, don't blame me."
Zhao He paused, then smiled and said:
"What you lose is what you gain, I lost the chance to join the sect, but I got the chance to meet the lady who looks like a fairy..."
He made some funny jokes and coaxed Jiang Rou into smiling like a flower.
"Hahaha……"
When Zhang Yao, Lao He and others saw this, they all burst into laughter and clinked glasses with him jokingly.
Zhao He didn't hesitate. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He poured another glass and was about to drink it when he suddenly stopped.
"Um?"
Zhang Yao, Lao He, Fatty Chen and others also noticed something at the same time, and their expressions moved slightly.
"The outer formation has been touched... I wonder which comrade is here to visit?"
