Chapter 2: Xianfu Farm

But the salary is only ten spirit stones. What can ten spirit stones do?

There is almost nothing you can do on Donghu Island!

If Fang Yun had not worked for the Li family, he would not even be able to settle down in Fang City. In Donghufang City, the monthly rent for even the most ordinary bungalow is at least fifty spiritual stones.

Most casual cultivators can only rely on atolls or build their own homes on other desert islands, without any safety at all.

The problem is that a residence like this does not have any spiritual energy auxiliary function. After all, all the spiritual energy on the island is occupied by the Li family, making it more difficult for casual practitioners to practice.

Therefore, most of the casual cultivators who settled around East Lake Island without any skills could only choose to go out to sea to fish, hunt monsters, or work for the Li family in order to maintain their lives and continue their cultivation.

Then why are there so many casual cultivators willing to raise fish for the Li family's fish pond with a salary of only ten spirit stones a month?

Of course, the Li family allocates houses. No matter whether they are long-term or short-term workers, as long as they raise fish for the Li family, they will have an independent residence. No matter how big or small it is, it can at least provide shelter from wind and rain. It is also built on spiritual veins and can assist in cultivation. Even if it is only A little bit.

And there is no need to worry about other dangers, such as robbery cultivators or monsters, safety is still very guaranteed.

Fang Yun picked up the spirit stones that fell on the ground, cleaned up the stall, and walked along the island's passage directly back to the house where he lived. It was a wooden house surrounded by a square fish pond.

The house is not big, but it is fully equipped with bedrooms, kitchens, training rooms, study rooms, etc.

In the past year, he built a new soil field next to the earthen wall surrounded by a fence. He grew some vegetables by himself. He also diverted water to build a new pond around the fish pond. He used his spiritual veins to start private farming. .

That is to raise iron-toothed fish. Iron-toothed fish species are sold very cheaply in the market. This fish has the advantages of being large and maturing quickly. Although the meat is not delicious, it is helpful for spiritual practice.

The spiritual fish that low-level monks can afford are roughly similar to the iron-toothed fish. This fish is definitely high-quality and cheap, and worth every penny.

And it will not threaten the Li family's business at all, so it can be said to be very suitable.

He is not the only one doing this kind of work. His neighbors and other fishermen and farmers also do similar things. After all, the salary of ten spirit stones a month is too little. Life is enough, but it is simply impossible to maintain. Practice.

The Li family naturally knew what these fishermen and farmers were doing, but they just turned a blind eye and did not dare to oppress them too much. After all, they were just workers, not slaves.

As long as each fisherman has paid the required share of fish at the beginning of each month, he can apply for a rotation of vacations, say hello to his neighbors, and look after each other's fish ponds.

Immortal cultivators, even workers like Fang Yun who have signed a work contract, still need to rest. They are not real cows and horses. As the saying goes, if the oppression is too great, who will work for you?

It’s impossible to hand over all the fish ponds to family slaves!

Today, Fang Yun finally took a day off. He planned to sell his matured iron-toothed fish to earn spiritual stones for training. However, he was so humiliated by the master's second son, Mr. Li. How could he not be angry?

It’s just that with the current situation, anger is useless, and worry is useless!

We can only accept it peacefully!

But things will soon turn around. After thinking about this, Fang Yun suddenly felt calm. When he heard the growling sound from his stomach, he simply cut a piece of salted fish, mixed it with the spiritual rice he had stored up, and made it. A boring meal.

Then he started to eat heavily. After reaching the third level of Qi Refining, he still couldn't live without grains. It was necessary to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to maintain the energy needed for life.

After living alone for a long time, these are basic life skills. After solving the problem of hunger, Fang Yun returned to the training room and meditated quietly.

Waiting for something silently.

The moon rose into the sky, and the bright moonlight shone down from the skylight on the roof, and merged directly into Fang Yun's heavenly spirit. Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Finally it's almost time, enough time."

Immediately, he closed his eyes and opened them again. The scenery in front of him had changed from a dilapidated wooden house to a whole world.

There is an endless dark void in front of me. There is only a crescent moon in the sky that illuminates part of the place. Under the moonlight, I can only see darkness and a dead space. There is no sun, no stars, no mountains, rivers, wind and moon. There is only a crescent moon in the sky. moon.

There is also a piece of land.

The square pieces of land are like cultivated acres, with clear layers.

But it is a pity that there is not a single weed on it, and there is no color at all, only countless black soil.

In the dark void, only the moonlight in the sky is the only light source, making the entire space no longer so dark.

"Is this my golden finger? A fairy mansion?"

Fang Yun looked at everything in front of him and murmured in a low voice. When he woke up from time travel, he knew that he had a golden finger, but it was not activated and remained entrenched in the depths of his soul sea.

I need to collect the lunar moonlight every night when the moon rises in order to activate the golden finger, and this lasts for a whole year!

Compared with spiritual practice, it is actually not long. Even for low-level monks, sometimes a retreat lasts for several months or even years.

However, this period of waiting was indeed torturous for Fang Yun. During this year, he was cautious and did not dare to be enemies with others, for fear of drawing attention to himself and causing harm to others.

At this time, Fang Yun came back to his senses and found that he was floating in the air without a substantial body.

"Is it the soul leaving the body?"

"But, what is the use of this fairy house?"

There are no magic weapons or peerless skills here, it seems that there is only vegetable planting!

"Haha, according to the records in the novel, fairy houses have the ability to make spiritual plants grow rapidly!"

Since this is the case, Fang Yun no longer hesitated, and knew the way out in his heart. With a thought, he thought about leaving this place.

A strong sense of dizziness appeared in his mind, and Fang Yun woke up in the wooden house where he was meditating. With a strong nausea, he suppressed his distracting thoughts, got up and went outside the house to pull up a few cabbages. With a thought, he entered the fairy house again.

However, unlike before, he was holding the vegetables he planted in his hand. Obviously, real objects can also be brought into the fairy house space.

Fang Yun planted the vegetables in the ground and waited for time to advance. However, after a long time, the cabbages he planted were still the same, without any change!

"Ah, the Immortal Mansion can't actually accelerate the growth of plants. Damn, what's the use of this golden finger!"

This piece of land can grow plants, but it can't accelerate the growth of ordinary plants, let alone accelerate the growth of spiritual plants.

Such a large piece of land can only be used to grow vegetables step by step. His golden finger is too "against the sky"!

But looking at the scale of this Immortal Mansion, it is not a loss to use it to grow vegetables. Fang Yun took a closer look. Although this black soil does not have the function of accelerating the growth of plants, it also contains a trace of spirituality. It is still no problem to use it to grow spiritual plants.

What does this mean?

It means that whether he uses it to grow spiritual rice or other spiritual plants in the future, all the harvests are his own, and he doesn't have to be exploited by others. Although it takes more time, it is definitely more beneficial than harmful.

With the spiritual objects grown in the Immortal Mansion, whether it is used for sale or practice, or even for learning to make pills, it is a business that is sure to make money.

Isn't it a great road to look forward to?

Thinking about the future, Fang Yun suddenly smiled happily, thinking that this matter was completely feasible.

At this moment, the sound of gurgling water suddenly came to his ears, and Fang Yun was startled. There was no such sound just now.

It seemed to be not far away!