Chapter 15
: Penniless and Difficult to Cultivate Paddy Fields
"They've really gone too far..."
After leaving the "Miscellaneous Goods Hall", Li Changsheng glanced back and couldn't help but curse under his breath.
Three low-grade spirit stones.
He would have to save up for nine days without eating or drinking just by selling reclaimed weeds.
However, he only has the authority to cultivate three acres of "spirit fields". Even if he sells all the weeds in the three acres of spirit fields, it will not be worth three low-grade spirit stones.
There are still thirteen days until the "love flower" gives rise to "love energy".
"Looks like I won't be able to buy the talismans for the time being..."
Li Changsheng shook his head slightly, thought for a moment, and secretly decided that if "Frog Prodigy" advanced to "Spirit Beast" and awakened a powerful talent spell in the next few days, he would try to catch the thief.
If a "Frog Prodigy" has not awakened a talent spell, or if the talent spell is weak, it should be reported directly to the "Spirit Field Palace".
Without lingering, Li Changsheng spent five spirit fragments to buy a hundred catties of fine rice at the "Spirit Seed Hall" and carried it down the mountain.
They returned to their own courtyard.
After resting for a while, he took "Frog Prodigy" and Da Congming, who had just adapted to the environment, could run and jump, but whose eyesight and brain were not very good, and left the courtyard.
Arrived at Lingtian.
Fang Yuan has already begun cultivating the spirit fields. Thanks to his "talisman" sickle, he has already cleared away the weeds from the three acres of spirit fields allocated by the sect, leaving only the soil loosened.
"You're here so early..."
Li Changsheng tiptoed to take a look, but did not rush to cultivate the wasteland. He took out a shard of spirit sand and carefully polished the sharp "rune" groove. While cleaning the mud and sand in the groove, the powder that fell off from the friction of the spirit sand would also maintain the "rune".
As if struck by a thought, he raised his voice and called out:
"Senior Brother Fang, are you planning to cultivate paddy fields or dry land?...
Fang Yuan, who was reclaiming wasteland, paused for a moment, then, after thinking for a while, replied:
"Let's cultivate dry land; we can plant a season of grains earlier."
Upon hearing this...
Li Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
If Fang Yuan intended to develop paddy fields, then the two of them could work together to dig a well, splitting the cost equally. He then added, somewhat unwilling to give up, that...
"It's so much better to cultivate paddy fields. Once they're cultivated, you don't have to worry about them. Dry fields, on the other hand, require a lot of time and effort, and if there's any disaster, the harvest might be poor..."
"Um?…"
Fang Yuan was taken aback. He knew all too well the benefits of developing paddy fields, and he vaguely guessed Li Changsheng's intention in saying this. After hesitating for a moment, he refused:
"No, I don't have any spirit stones, I can't afford to cultivate paddy fields."
Seemingly afraid that Li Changsheng would pester her, she earnestly explained to him the disadvantages and uncertainties of opening up paddy fields.
"Junior Brother Li, opening up paddy fields isn't as simple as you think..."
A brief explanation followed.
Finally, Fang Yuan said, "Spirit stones are needed to fill the paddy fields," and continued to cultivate the wasteland.
Adjacent sacred fields.
"Developing paddy fields is actually this difficult..."
Li Changsheng frowned and scratched his head, feeling a bit of a headache.
According to Fang Yuan.
The cost of cultivating three mu of paddy fields is more than ten times higher than the cost of cultivating dry land.
The largest expense is the water used to irrigate the sacred fields.
Because a spiritual field irrigated with ordinary water is not only useless but also harmful. Only a spiritual field soaked in spiritual water containing spiritual energy can be considered a true "water field".
This requires opening a "spiritual well".
Opening a "spirit well" requires not only finding a water vein containing spiritual energy, but also purchasing a simple spirit-gathering array to prevent the spiritual energy in the spiritual water from leaking out.
One set.
You can't play this game without spending at least two or three hundred low-grade spirit stones.
This is still after hiring someone to drill a well.
If it succeeds, great; but if it fails and fails to draw out the spiritual water, then you'll have to find a new water vein containing spiritual energy, which will cost another few dozen low-grade spirit stones.
And the most crucial point.
According to the sect's rules, wells cannot be dug inside the spirit fields.
To open a "spiritual well," one can only dig within a ten-foot radius outside the spiritual field. Whether there is a water vein containing spiritual energy in this small area depends entirely on luck.
"Three hundred low-grade spirit stones..."
Li Changsheng estimated that it would take at least five months to accumulate three hundred low-grade spirit stones without eating or drinking.
This doesn't even include the time needed to cultivate the "paddy fields".
Wait until he finishes explaining.
The benefits provided by the sect are about to expire.
"How about we plant a dry crop first?"
The thought flashed through Li Changsheng's mind, but when he thought about the deadline given by the sect and the need to hand over spirit grain every year, he felt a headache coming on.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the "talismanic artifact" hoe and walked out into the wasteland.
"Let's get those three acres of spirit fields organized first..."
"Frog Prodigy" still stood on his shoulder to prevent mosquito bites.
Da Congming initially followed Li Changsheng around, hopping and skipping, but when Li Changsheng accidentally stepped on its tail, it whimpered and ran to the side, where it started struggling with a weed.
"This silly little thing..."
Li Changsheng glared at Da Congming, who was playing with dirt on his pointed head and covered in leaves and dust, then patted the frog prodigy on his shoulder and chuckled:
"Frog Prodigy is so clever, it must make its master proud..."
"Croak..."
Frog Tianjiao squinted, his belly bulging, and croaked.
Li Changsheng smiled, turned around, picked up his hoe, and began cultivating the wasteland in the afternoon.
Accompanied by banging sounds…
Chunks of hard soil crumbled, weeds fell, and dust and fallen leaves quickly covered Li Changsheng, sweat trickling down his forehead and leaving murky puddles.
Li Changsheng, focused on developing the wasteland, failed to notice this.
The sharp-headed little creature, while playing, ran into the nearby weeds, its white-tipped tail wagging before disappearing from sight.
Time passed slowly.
The sun sets in the west, and the evening glow rises.
"call…"
A cool, moist breeze swept by, waking Li Changsheng from his revival of reclaiming the wasteland. He straightened up, exhaled softly, and smelled the fishy scent of rain on his nose before looking up.
I don't know when.
Patches of black rain clouds drifted in from the sky, and they seemed poised to connect.
Is it going to rain...?
Upon seeing this, Li Changsheng felt more worried than pleased.
Although the dry weather is hot, it is good for cultivating spiritual fields.
Once it rains, the spirit field becomes muddy, and the broken roots of weeds will sprout new shoots, requiring a lot of effort to remove them again when leveling the spirit field later.
"That son of a bitch..."
Li Changsheng opened his mouth as if to curse, but then he remembered that this was a world of cultivators who possessed great power, so he quickly shut his mouth.
They also lost the will to cultivate wasteland.
Just as he was about to enter the wasteland to capture the "half-spirit insect", he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around abruptly, looked around, and his expression changed slightly.
"Where's Da Congming?!... "
"Where's my big puppy?... "
Although Da Congming isn't worth spirit stones and has a pointed head, he's been raising him for two days and has developed some affection for him.
the most important is.
With such a clever and sharp mind, if it were lost, it probably wouldn't live more than a few days.
Li Changsheng looked around to make sure that Da Congming wasn't in the shade of the weeds. He quickly walked to the place where Da Congming had just been playing and followed the tiny footprints it had left behind until he reached the wasteland at the edge of the spirit field.
"That silly dog, wasn't it behaving quite well yesterday...?"
He was getting anxious and opened his mouth to shout:
"So clever, so clever..."
He heard no reply, so he pushed aside the weeds and went inside, calling out as he went.
Boom…
At this moment, a muffled rumble of thunder sounded from the sky, the air became increasingly stuffy, and the insects in the grass became more active, their hissing growing louder and louder.
After leaving the "Miscellaneous Goods Hall", Li Changsheng glanced back and couldn't help but curse under his breath.
Three low-grade spirit stones.
He would have to save up for nine days without eating or drinking just by selling reclaimed weeds.
However, he only has the authority to cultivate three acres of "spirit fields". Even if he sells all the weeds in the three acres of spirit fields, it will not be worth three low-grade spirit stones.
There are still thirteen days until the "love flower" gives rise to "love energy".
"Looks like I won't be able to buy the talismans for the time being..."
Li Changsheng shook his head slightly, thought for a moment, and secretly decided that if "Frog Prodigy" advanced to "Spirit Beast" and awakened a powerful talent spell in the next few days, he would try to catch the thief.
If a "Frog Prodigy" has not awakened a talent spell, or if the talent spell is weak, it should be reported directly to the "Spirit Field Palace".
Without lingering, Li Changsheng spent five spirit fragments to buy a hundred catties of fine rice at the "Spirit Seed Hall" and carried it down the mountain.
They returned to their own courtyard.
After resting for a while, he took "Frog Prodigy" and Da Congming, who had just adapted to the environment, could run and jump, but whose eyesight and brain were not very good, and left the courtyard.
Arrived at Lingtian.
Fang Yuan has already begun cultivating the spirit fields. Thanks to his "talisman" sickle, he has already cleared away the weeds from the three acres of spirit fields allocated by the sect, leaving only the soil loosened.
"You're here so early..."
Li Changsheng tiptoed to take a look, but did not rush to cultivate the wasteland. He took out a shard of spirit sand and carefully polished the sharp "rune" groove. While cleaning the mud and sand in the groove, the powder that fell off from the friction of the spirit sand would also maintain the "rune".
As if struck by a thought, he raised his voice and called out:
"Senior Brother Fang, are you planning to cultivate paddy fields or dry land?...
Fang Yuan, who was reclaiming wasteland, paused for a moment, then, after thinking for a while, replied:
"Let's cultivate dry land; we can plant a season of grains earlier."
Upon hearing this...
Li Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
If Fang Yuan intended to develop paddy fields, then the two of them could work together to dig a well, splitting the cost equally. He then added, somewhat unwilling to give up, that...
"It's so much better to cultivate paddy fields. Once they're cultivated, you don't have to worry about them. Dry fields, on the other hand, require a lot of time and effort, and if there's any disaster, the harvest might be poor..."
"Um?…"
Fang Yuan was taken aback. He knew all too well the benefits of developing paddy fields, and he vaguely guessed Li Changsheng's intention in saying this. After hesitating for a moment, he refused:
"No, I don't have any spirit stones, I can't afford to cultivate paddy fields."
Seemingly afraid that Li Changsheng would pester her, she earnestly explained to him the disadvantages and uncertainties of opening up paddy fields.
"Junior Brother Li, opening up paddy fields isn't as simple as you think..."
A brief explanation followed.
Finally, Fang Yuan said, "Spirit stones are needed to fill the paddy fields," and continued to cultivate the wasteland.
Adjacent sacred fields.
"Developing paddy fields is actually this difficult..."
Li Changsheng frowned and scratched his head, feeling a bit of a headache.
According to Fang Yuan.
The cost of cultivating three mu of paddy fields is more than ten times higher than the cost of cultivating dry land.
The largest expense is the water used to irrigate the sacred fields.
Because a spiritual field irrigated with ordinary water is not only useless but also harmful. Only a spiritual field soaked in spiritual water containing spiritual energy can be considered a true "water field".
This requires opening a "spiritual well".
Opening a "spirit well" requires not only finding a water vein containing spiritual energy, but also purchasing a simple spirit-gathering array to prevent the spiritual energy in the spiritual water from leaking out.
One set.
You can't play this game without spending at least two or three hundred low-grade spirit stones.
This is still after hiring someone to drill a well.
If it succeeds, great; but if it fails and fails to draw out the spiritual water, then you'll have to find a new water vein containing spiritual energy, which will cost another few dozen low-grade spirit stones.
And the most crucial point.
According to the sect's rules, wells cannot be dug inside the spirit fields.
To open a "spiritual well," one can only dig within a ten-foot radius outside the spiritual field. Whether there is a water vein containing spiritual energy in this small area depends entirely on luck.
"Three hundred low-grade spirit stones..."
Li Changsheng estimated that it would take at least five months to accumulate three hundred low-grade spirit stones without eating or drinking.
This doesn't even include the time needed to cultivate the "paddy fields".
Wait until he finishes explaining.
The benefits provided by the sect are about to expire.
"How about we plant a dry crop first?"
The thought flashed through Li Changsheng's mind, but when he thought about the deadline given by the sect and the need to hand over spirit grain every year, he felt a headache coming on.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the "talismanic artifact" hoe and walked out into the wasteland.
"Let's get those three acres of spirit fields organized first..."
"Frog Prodigy" still stood on his shoulder to prevent mosquito bites.
Da Congming initially followed Li Changsheng around, hopping and skipping, but when Li Changsheng accidentally stepped on its tail, it whimpered and ran to the side, where it started struggling with a weed.
"This silly little thing..."
Li Changsheng glared at Da Congming, who was playing with dirt on his pointed head and covered in leaves and dust, then patted the frog prodigy on his shoulder and chuckled:
"Frog Prodigy is so clever, it must make its master proud..."
"Croak..."
Frog Tianjiao squinted, his belly bulging, and croaked.
Li Changsheng smiled, turned around, picked up his hoe, and began cultivating the wasteland in the afternoon.
Accompanied by banging sounds…
Chunks of hard soil crumbled, weeds fell, and dust and fallen leaves quickly covered Li Changsheng, sweat trickling down his forehead and leaving murky puddles.
Li Changsheng, focused on developing the wasteland, failed to notice this.
The sharp-headed little creature, while playing, ran into the nearby weeds, its white-tipped tail wagging before disappearing from sight.
Time passed slowly.
The sun sets in the west, and the evening glow rises.
"call…"
A cool, moist breeze swept by, waking Li Changsheng from his revival of reclaiming the wasteland. He straightened up, exhaled softly, and smelled the fishy scent of rain on his nose before looking up.
I don't know when.
Patches of black rain clouds drifted in from the sky, and they seemed poised to connect.
Is it going to rain...?
Upon seeing this, Li Changsheng felt more worried than pleased.
Although the dry weather is hot, it is good for cultivating spiritual fields.
Once it rains, the spirit field becomes muddy, and the broken roots of weeds will sprout new shoots, requiring a lot of effort to remove them again when leveling the spirit field later.
"That son of a bitch..."
Li Changsheng opened his mouth as if to curse, but then he remembered that this was a world of cultivators who possessed great power, so he quickly shut his mouth.
They also lost the will to cultivate wasteland.
Just as he was about to enter the wasteland to capture the "half-spirit insect", he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around abruptly, looked around, and his expression changed slightly.
"Where's Da Congming?!... "
"Where's my big puppy?... "
Although Da Congming isn't worth spirit stones and has a pointed head, he's been raising him for two days and has developed some affection for him.
the most important is.
With such a clever and sharp mind, if it were lost, it probably wouldn't live more than a few days.
Li Changsheng looked around to make sure that Da Congming wasn't in the shade of the weeds. He quickly walked to the place where Da Congming had just been playing and followed the tiny footprints it had left behind until he reached the wasteland at the edge of the spirit field.
"That silly dog, wasn't it behaving quite well yesterday...?"
He was getting anxious and opened his mouth to shout:
"So clever, so clever..."
He heard no reply, so he pushed aside the weeds and went inside, calling out as he went.
Boom…
At this moment, a muffled rumble of thunder sounded from the sky, the air became increasingly stuffy, and the insects in the grass became more active, their hissing growing louder and louder.