While others are still patiently waiting for the spiritual millet to develop in their own fields, Jiang Sibai has already begun to refine this season's spiritual dew.
Moreover, every grain of this season’s corn is plump and full of spiritual energy, and it can already be called spiritual millet!
Jiang Sibai also selected enough spiritual millets with excellent appearance as seeds for the next season, and the rest were used to refine the spirit dew of Ji Ji.
Shuzhenzi felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw this. It hurt that such good spiritual millet could not be used to make wine!
Could it be that we really had to wait for Jiang Sibai to go to his secular home in autumn to take back the autumn grain?
He felt very sad, and his big, upright eyes suddenly became cunning.
Shuzhenzi felt that the light suddenly became darker, and when he turned around to look, he realized that the sun had already set in the west and was obscured by the huge Dou Peak.
Doufeng, what a beautiful mountain this is, and how strong the spiritual energy of the earth veins on the mountain is. It would be a pity not to use it for farming!
A series of sighs made an idea become clearer and clearer in Shuzhenzi's mind.
"Junior brother, I suddenly remembered something very important. You go ahead and wait for my good news!"
Without saying a word, this Zaoyi disciple who was born in Shenwu Valley could not wait to go up to Doufeng, and he didn't know what he was going to do.
On the other hand, Jiang Sibai greeted Han Qianjin, who was diligent and silent like an old cow, and went to find his master in the valley.
Taoist Mo Shang has been working really hard recently, dragging Taoist Gu Sang to give lectures every other day, which suddenly intensified the learning atmosphere in Shennong Valley.
Jiang Sibai came to Taoist Mo Shang with an ear of spiritual millet. He handed the ear of millet to him respectfully and said, "Master, I have grown spiritual millet."
Taoist Mo Shang was playing with Xiao Qiuniang, and he had just picked up Qiuniang.
He was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then placed Qiuniang next to Dabai who seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
The old Taoist priest walked over quickly, picked up the ears of millet sent by Jiang Sibai with both hands, and his expression moved.
Suddenly asked: "Disciple, do you know what 'spirit' is?"
Jiang Sibai didn't expect the master to ask him this.
Regarding what a 'spirit' is, he seems to have answered Master, right?
But he thought about the process of growing spiritual millet this time... To be honest, this process is not worthy of praise. It seems to be an accessory to his new swordsmanship.
As for his swordsmanship...
Jiang Sibai sighed and said: "Master, I think the essence of the spirit is to plunder!"
"The energy of heaven and earth has no spirit at all. It became spiritual energy after being plundered by monks like us."
"Similarly, corn originally had no spirit. After we helped it plunder the creation of heaven and earth, it gained spirit."
He only scratched the surface when he said this.
But in his eyes, there seemed to be a food chain named 'spirit' that ran through the world.
The lowest level of the food chain is everything in the world.
At the next level, there are various spiritual materials and spiritual objects.
Further up are the demons and demons who have become spirits.
Then there are the cultivators.
As for whether there are higher-level existences further up, it is not yet within the scope of Jiang Sibai's knowledge.
Taoist Mo Shang nodded when he heard this and said, "Very good, we have explained the root cause."
"It seems that you have gained a lot of experience in studying "Eternal Spring Chapter" recently, and you have figured out how to promote the growth of vegetation and plunder living creatures."
"But what I want to say is that you'd better not become dependent on this method."
"The ultimate goal of our practice is to 'comply with nature and seek truth, and go against nature and seek survival.' This means that when practicing, we should seek more principles that conform to nature and not interfere too much with natural principles."
The old Taoist priest began to babble and give advice again, which reflected a kind of uneasiness.
As for the other disciples in Shennong Valley, he was worried that their cultivation would be too shallow and their understanding would be insufficient to make it far in their practice.
But for Jiang Sibai, his direct disciple, Taoist Mo Shang was worried that this guy's thinking was too broad and too far-fetched, so that he would embark on a lofty road too early and ignore the foundation under his feet.
Jiang Sibai also listened carefully to these truths that he had already engraved in his heart.
Not only the experience in the previous life but also in this life made him know that he should be extremely patient with an old man.
It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that Qiuniang was so hungry that she couldn't help crying. Dabai, who was taking care of the child, ran back and said angrily: "Come on, old Taoist priest, stop talking so much nonsense. How can the eldest disciple be like that?" What’s the problem with patiently listening to you say so much?”
"Hurry up and get some food for Qiu Niang!"
The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled instead of getting angry.
Seeing how much weight Dabai has lost these days, you can see how hard it is for him to take care of his children, so he should be a little more temperamental.
Besides, what Dabai said was absolutely correct. He could endure his chatter for an hour and still seemed to listen to his teachings attentively. How could such a character be fundamentally unstable?
The old Taoist priest sniffed and smelled the fragrance of spiritual rice coming from the next door room, and immediately said: "Let's go, let's go to your uncle's house as a guest!"
Jiang Sibai created many sword techniques because he was lazy.
Because of his laziness, the old Taoist priest decided to take his whole family to Taoist Gusang for food.
At that time, Taoist Gu Sang was in despair.
He secretly planted three acres of spiritual rice for himself, and secretly cooked himself a pot of fragrant white rice spiritual rice today, ready to reward himself for his hard work these days.
However, his senior brother came.
Here comes the big family!
"Hey, junior brother, isn't my granddaughter your granddaughter, and isn't my apprentice your apprentice?"
"You have cooked so much spiritual rice. Let my apprentice and granddaughter eat it. It's okay for us elders to suffer a little. We can't suffer the children..."
In short, Taoist Gu Sang's desire to recruit disciples has never been stronger.
He felt that he should also accept apprentices, and not just one or two, but many!
He had 'hatred' in his eyes and wanted to deprive his senior brother.
However, Taoist Mo Shang seemed to be very sensible. He patted Gu Sang on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, please don't look like this. Didn't you also plant five acres of spiritual rice?"
"When I get back to my brother, I will bring over all the spiritual rice produced there. From now on, our senior brothers will eat one pot of rice as a family without talking to each other!"
Taoist Gu Sang felt much better after hearing this. He felt that this was the right thing to do!
Jiang Sibai silently praised his lazy master. Now it was better. Not only did he have more spiritual rice to eat, but he also found someone to cook.
But Taoist Gu Sang is the owner of the valley after all, so he should be able to react, right?
Otherwise, he is the master.
Taoist Mo Shang had already said with a hearty smile: "Xiao Bai, didn't you understand the method of plundering living beings and plant spiritual millet today?"
"Why not take this opportunity to demonstrate it and let your uncle taste it?"
This is how to divert attention.
Jiang Sibai was convinced by his master. As expected, Taoist Gu Sang didn't have time to think carefully about what he had promised to do thanks to this.
Then he drew out the Founder Sword that he had prepared long ago.
"Huh?!"
Taoist Mo Shang and Taoist Gu Sang were stunned together. Do you want to draw your sword?
They looked at each other, and the two kendo idiots looked confused together.
"Eh-huh?!"
He actually hid the magic in the sword!
"Ehhhhh!!"
It seems like they also understand this set of swordsmanship!
In "Eternal Spring", they understood the essence of this swordsmanship at once, and then realized that they could also do this kind of swordsmanship, right?
Shennong Valley needs another set of sword skills.
Divine Sword Valley is one step closer to being forced to death...
(End of chapter)
