Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Three Times the Lifespan

Chapter 20 Professional Talents

Occasionally, when a fine leveling is needed, he subtly manipulates a tiny stream of water using his fingertips, like the most skillful plow, smoothing the soil surface to a pleasing degree.

The entire process was smooth and effortless, with not a single bead of sweat on his forehead, a stark contrast to the several cultivators in the distance who were panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

Jade Crystal Rice has extremely high soil requirements, requiring deep tilling to remove every stone and weed root.

Fortunately, Yang Changsheng's body tempering technique had reached the third level, and his immense strength of 4,000 jin in one arm allowed him to swing the steel hoe as if it were nothing, and his endurance was also extraordinary.

With the speed deliberately controlled, the five acres of spiritual fields were plowed and prepared in just two days. The soil in the prepared area was soft and uniform, with a faint spiritual glow in its dark brown color.

Wang Ergou was not so relaxed. Although he had brute strength, turning over the spirit field required skill. By the third day, his arms were sore and his face was covered in sweat and dust.

However, he had a tenacious spirit. He didn't complain about the hardship or fatigue, but worked diligently and conscientiously, and his progress was much faster than that of many others.

Seedling raising, soil preparation, and cultivation—a few days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the morning of the seventh day, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist, in Yang Changsheng's breeding room, the seedlings, each about an inch tall, had already sprouted, growing neatly and vigorously.

The seedlings planted by other short-term workers were mostly just sprouting, sparse and of varying quality.

"It's done..." Yang Changsheng looked at the scene before him and understood.

The vitality of the golden ancient tree mark accelerated the germination process, and it also screened out inferior seeds, ensuring that all the seedlings cultivated reached their optimal condition.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly arose outside the courtyard.

Yang Changsheng pushed open the wooden window and saw Steward Liu leading several Liu family cultivators past in a hurry, their faces gloomy.

In the distance, in the spirit field area, several figures who should have been cultivating the spirit land were arguing, and angry shouts could be faintly heard.

"What's going on?" Yang Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly followed.

At the edge of the spirit field, a tall, thin cultivator was pointing at his seed bag and roaring, "These are clearly inferior seeds! I've been cultivating them for five days, and not a single one has sprouted, while others' are growing extremely well! Your Liu family is going too far!"

Manager Liu looked displeased and coldly said, "Seeds naturally vary in quality, and everyone has different methods of cultivating seedlings. Your technique is lacking; who can you blame?"

The tall, thin cultivator was furious, his face darkening. He crossed his arms and said coldly, "How could I, with my Qi Refining Level 3 Perfection cultivation, not even be able to do basic seedling cultivation properly? Either give me more seeds, or I quit!"

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, Yang Changsheng calmly took a few steps back, disappeared into the crowd, and turned to leave.

In the cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak. Fights among lower-level cultivators often result in mutual destruction. Moreover, this is Liu's territory, where he holds absolute dominance, and the other side cannot cause any trouble at all.

With the help of the Golden Ancient Tree Seal, the seedling cultivation period has been shortened from ten days to seven days, so there is no need for him to get involved in the dispute.

Back in the stone house, Yang Changsheng continued to tend to the rice seedlings.

As the life force of the golden ancient tree imprint slowly seeped in, the seedlings grew at a visible speed, becoming lush and vibrant, with a radiant glow.

He thought to himself, "If the seedlings survive three days ahead of schedule, I can use the remaining time to cultivate a few more acres, ask for some more seeds, and once the basic income is stable, I can increase the quantity and earn more spirit stones."

There were no Foundation Establishment cultivators here, so he could act much bolder.

……

In the stillness of the night, the moonlight shone like water.

Yang Changsheng sat cross-legged in the courtyard and formed the Moon Calamity Seal.

A phantom of a silver moon rose in the sea of ​​consciousness. From the heavens above, the icy essence of the moon descended, flowing into the body to temper the meridians, physical body, and divine consciousness.

Soon, the golden ancient tree imprint flowed with cool vitality, repairing damage and strengthening the source of life.

The fifteen-minute training session ended perfectly. He was no longer as disheveled as before, but instead felt a sense of complete comfort and bliss.

This means that the Nine Revolutions of the Sun and Moon Forging Tribulation is about to reach the third level of perfection. As long as another breakthrough is made, according to the records of the cultivation method, there will be a qualitative leap in improvement.

Late on the seventh night, as the last vestiges of life flowed into the seedlings, Yang Changsheng's seedling trays were covered in lush greenery, brimming with vitality.

All the seedlings were neat and uniform, about three inches tall, with their leaves spread out, shimmering with a subtle light, and growing vigorously.

"They can be transplanted tomorrow..." He gently stroked the seedlings, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

In the distance, the mountains seemed to whisper in the cold wind. Yang Changsheng looked up at the starry sky outside the window, his gaze resolute.

The cultivation world is constantly in turmoil. Today's calm may just be the calm before the storm. Only by continuously improving one's strength can one stand firm in the face of adversity.

Longevity and immortality are a long and arduous journey. Cultivating spiritual fields is but a speck of dust on the long road to immortality, hardly an achievement.

On the morning of the eighth day, a light mist had not yet been completely dispelled by the rising sun, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and vegetation.

The Liu family distributed Flame Crystals, which were placed at the four corners of the field. They emitted a scorching red glow, creating a warm environment that would maintain the best growing conditions and prevent the field from freezing over.

At this moment, Yang Changsheng stood on the ridge of his five mu of newly cultivated spiritual fields.

Looking out, the dark brown soil, carefully turned over, gleamed with a moist sheen in the morning light.

"This feeling of farming and cultivating peacefully is even more pleasant than being at the Azure Lake. Unfortunately, to have your own spiritual vein dojo, you need at least the Foundation Establishment stage cultivation."

Yang Changsheng pondered to himself that he also wanted to own such territory in the future.

Drifting on a boat on a lake and living on land are two completely different feelings. There is a sense of inner peace, which may be related to living in the central part of a continental plate in a previous life and rarely involving water.

"Get to work. As long as you live long enough and steadily accumulate wealth, you'll have everything you need."

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he deftly used a small shovel to take out the specially made fertilizer packaged in an animal skin bag and spread it evenly in the field.

This spiritual fertilizer is made from a mixture of demon beast excrement, various mineral powders, and humus. It doesn't smell pleasant, but it contains abundant nutrients needed for the growth of Jade Crystal Rice.

hum!

Then, he formed hand seals, and the power of the Xuan Yuan Technique flowed within his body, drawing upon the water-based spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Beep beep..."

The pale blue mist, more refined and wider in scope than when it was used on the Azure Lake, condensed in the void.

Then, it turned into a gentle drizzle, which fell evenly over the five acres of spiritual fields.

The rainwater brought down by the Little Cloud Rain Technique soaked the soil mixed with spiritual fertilizer.

Half an hour later, a layer of spiritual soil, about an inch deep, rich in spiritual energy and with a fine texture, accumulated in the field.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Changsheng used his water control technique to precisely manipulate the water flow, gently smearing the surface of the field like an invisible plow, making the mud as smooth as a mirror and level with the field ridges.

"Very good, now for the final step, the main work will be done."

After doing all that, he picked up a neatly bundled, lush, and vibrant rice seedling from the seedling tray, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and went down into the spiritual field.

Without reaching the third level of Qi Refining, one cannot master the art of controlling objects; these are things that must be done personally.

With a tray in his left hand, Yang Changsheng bent down and moved his right hand swiftly and precisely, his fingers flying, carefully inserting each seedling into the soft mud according to the optimal row and plant spacing for the Yujing rice.