Tian Xiaobao opened his eyes at Lao Caitou's call. He was sweating profusely during his sleep. Even under the shade of the tree, there were still gusts of hot wind. Tian Xiaobao even slept so hard that he was sweating all over, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

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But I can’t care so much at this time, because there are still nearly half of the spiritual rice in front of me that have not been harvested.

According to normal days, the merchants who collect grain in the town will start collecting grain in three days, including transportation, shelling, etc. If they don't harvest in time, they may not be able to catch up with the harvest.

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaobao could only grit his teeth and persist, secretly cheering himself up. He picked up the sickle and began to harvest the spiritual rice.

As the sun sets, Qingniu Mountain exudes a mysterious golden color under the afterglow of the setting sun, and the earth begins to cool down as the sun recedes.

In the spiritual field by the Roushui River, many spiritual farmers have already started to pack up their tools and go home. Many people use ordinary ox carts and horse carts to carry them home. Those who do not have ox carts at home carry bags one by one on their shoulders.

Ship it home.

At this time, Tian Xiaobao had just finished harvesting the two acres of spiritual rice. He straightened up and rubbed his sore back. The linen clothes on his back had long been soaked with sweat and clung tightly to Tian Xiaobao's thin body.

After harvesting the spiritual rice, he did not breathe a sigh of relief, because although the spiritual rice was harvested, transporting it home was another problem.

Lao Caitou from Lingtian next door finished harvesting his own spiritual rice early and hired an ox cart to transport it home, leaving Tian Xiaobao alone here.

Tian Xiaobao looked at the setting sun that was about to disappear on the top of the mountain and the large spiritual field without a few people, and wondered whether he should also spend money to hire an ox cart.

But after touching the few broken spirit crystals left in his pocket, it was really difficult to decide. Although Tian Xiaobao was not a prosperous person in his last life, he had no worries about food and clothing. When did he ever suffer such grievances?

While he was hesitating, a dark-faced man walked over from the ground. He was tall but stooped, with a simple and honest smile.

This reassured Tian Xiaobao, who thought it was a refugee who came here to cause trouble. This person was none other than a coachman from the town. He said, "Young man, do you need a car?"

Tian Xiaobao looked at the sky that was about to get dark. Thinking that the world was not safe at night, he gritted his teeth and said, "How do you charge?"

"Go to Roushui Town for five broken spiritual crystals." The black-faced coachman said with a smile.

"What?! Five pieces of broken spirit crystal, no, it's too expensive, three yuan. All they got for this afternoon was three yuan. Why do you charge so much?" Tian Xiaobao covered his pocket, as if he was being robbed.

"Young man, don't you look at what time it is now. It's almost dark. Transportation at night is very risky. Besides, don't you look at what kind of ox my family's ox cart is. It's an iron-backed green man in his prime.

Cow!

It only takes a quarter of an hour at most to get to Roushui Town from here, so it’s a good deal to charge you five broken spiritual crystals.”

Broken Spiritual Crystals are broken Spiritual Stones, usually used as trading currency by immortal cultivators from the lower classes who are not satisfied with one Spiritual Stone.

Depending on the amount and quality of the spiritual energy contained, approximately 100 broken spiritual crystals can be exchanged for one spiritual stone.

After some bargaining, Tian Xiaobao and the coachman finally reached a deal at the price of 4 pieces of broken spiritual crystals.

The Iron-backed Green Ox is a relatively expensive spiritual animal with a docile temper and extremely strong endurance.

Although it is not as fast as a mount such as a spirit horse or a wildebeest, it is superior in strength and endurance. It is the first choice of many cartmen and chambers of commerce for transporting goods.

In particular, it has strong defensive properties and is not afraid of attacks from many monsters. It has a docile personality and is not aggressive.

On the flat road, on the cart behind the iron-backed Qingniu Niu body, a spiritual rice plant several people tall was pulled, trembling as if it was about to fall.

Tian Xiaobao lay on the rice paddy with his arms on his head and looked up at the sky. The night sky in this world was different from his previous life. It was torn by neon lights and obscured by thick smoke. At night, there were only a few stars visible.

Under this night sky, the stars are endless and stretch across the night sky. The stars in the stars are not only yellow, but also colorful and gorgeous.

The starry sky in the distance has a misty aurora-like color.

The night sky is magnificent and charming.

Looking at the beautiful night sky, Tian Xiaobao's fatigue seemed to disappear a little.

Legend has it that the Milky Way is the ferry for ascension and the gate for mortals to transform into divine bodies.

But for Tian Xiaobao, who only has the first level of Qi training, that is still too far away.

For him now, it seems that selling food to make money and survive is more important.

The iron-backed ox cart was extremely reliable, and soon it arrived at the door of Tian Xiaobao’s store. The location of the store was not very good, in an alley at the end of a commercial street.

The door is a counter-style room with a bay of two feet, but now the door is closed, there is not even a plaque, and the door is covered with cobwebs and dust.

Entering through the side door is the small courtyard of the two-room building behind the shop. Tian Xiaobao unloaded the spiritual rice in the center of the courtyard and took a deep bath with well water.

I came to the bedroom naked, endured the exhaustion, sat cross-legged on the bed, raised my five hearts to the sky, and began to practice.

This is something that everyone in this world must do every day. In the world of cultivation where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected, your own strength is the biggest weapon to protect yourself. In order to survive and live, you must work hard to improve your strength.
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Reciting the mantra silently in his heart, the free spiritual energy factors in the air slowly floated toward Tian Xiaobao, penetrated into his body through every pore, circulated in the meridians for a week, and then stayed and condensed in the Dantian.

What Tian Xiaobao practices is the most common and basic technique in the world, "Qi-Inducing Technique". "Qi-Inducing Technique" is the most common technique practiced by casual cultivators without family or influence. Although it is the most common street stuff, it is better than

This exercise is peaceful and not radical.

It can lay a solid foundation for practitioners. There are even many children of big families who first practiced this "Qi-Entraining Technique".

When the foundation is almost established, switching to higher-level exercises will become more cumbersome, but for a family with abundant cultivation resources, laying a solid foundation is more important than anything else.

Time passed slowly, and after feeling that the spiritual energy in his meridians reached the saturation point, Tian Xiaobao exhaled a breath of turbid air and stopped practicing.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue practicing, but that his talent is too poor and he has four spiritual roots.

The five basic spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth and other mutated spiritual roots are the main cultivation foundations for people in this world.

Almost everyone has spiritual roots, and the number of spiritual roots determines the person's talent.

A single spiritual root can be cultivated several times faster than multiple spiritual roots because it is purer and unlike Tian Xiaobao's four spiritual roots, the spiritual energy it absorbs is very mixed.

Although talent determines the speed of cultivation, it cannot determine a person's strength.

A long time ago, although a single spiritual root was fast, it could only practice spells of one attribute, even if it was more powerful and pure.

However, the attack methods are relatively less flexible than Duolinggen's attack methods.

There are also some casual cultivators who have been living in the wild for many years. Although they are not very talented, they have endless ways to fight, which is often hard to guard against.

Theoretically, this is the case, but nowadays, when the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner, a single spiritual root has become the meat and potatoes. People with multiple spiritual roots are even far away from their realm. How can they compare with those geniuses?
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Tian Xiaobao, who had no cultivation resources, sighed, stopped practicing, made fingerprints, and muttered something.

Putting two fingers together and one finger forward, spiritual power surged out of the body in a strange way, creating a small cloud in the quiet room, which slowly turned black.

Small lightning like sparks could be vaguely seen. Tian Xiaobao gritted his teeth and persisted, sweating profusely, and the spiritual energy in his body was quickly drained away.

In the end, this small cloud dropped more than a dozen raindrops, then it could no longer hold on and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

"It's still too far-fetched to practice "Xiao Ling Yu Jue" at the first level of Qi training."

Tian Xiaobao sighed. In his hand were two spells inherited from his dead father. One was the "Xiao Ling Yu Jue".

The other one is "Fertile Soil Technique" which I haven't tried to practice yet.

When the spiritual energy was full and I practiced "Little Spiritual Rain Technique" several times, there was already a faint light in the sky.

Although practicing the exercises will not make the body tired and can even make people energetic, practicing the spells will make Tian Xiaobao mentally exhausted.

After practicing, Tian Xiaobao raised his head and fell on the bed, falling asleep.

In the small courtyard, two acres of spiritual rice lie quietly here. This is a resource that countless low-end cultivators in this world rely on for their survival.

I have been busy for a year just for these golden rice plants, and the cool night breeze blows gently through the small courtyard.
Chapter completed!