165 Misty Rain (2)
Everyone needed food. Immortal cultivators were not an exception.
Jiang Ming was not surprised.
Of course, there were all kinds of rare treasures in the world of immortal cultivation. However, for ordinary individual cultivators, the rice growing in this field was full of spiritual energy and was the best tonic they could eat. It contained pure spiritual energy and could assist their cultivation.
All the rice fields here belonged to the authorities of Xiaoqian Mountain.
The spiritual energy around the fields was rich.
Jiang Ming breathed greedily and made up his mind to set up a cave to live in first. The places with the densest spiritual energy in Xiaoqian Mountain were all immortal cultivation cave abodes. They were all arranged with spirit-gathering arrays.
He walked along the mountain path and soon came to a round valley with a lot of people coming in and out. The streets crisscrossed, and mortals and immortal cultivators mixed together. There were all kinds of shops here, and it was extremely lively.
Most of the immortal cultivators here were still in the early and middle stages of the Qi Refinement Realm. Occasionally, there would be late-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators, but everyone would avoid them.
Jiang Ming’s cultivation was neither high nor low in this area. No one dared look down on him when he walked around the shops.
Jiang Ming nodded. The best way to avoid trouble was to show his strength appropriately.
“However, everything is expensive here!”
Although Jiang Ming had expected it, he could not help but shake his head and sigh every time he walked out of a shop.
“The cheapest cultivation method is thirty, and the magic tools are even more ridiculous. The cheapest one is more than fifty spirit stones.”
Back then, Wu Hen gave most of his assets to Jiang Ming. In total, he only had about twenty spirit stones. He had thought that it would be a lot. However, it seemed like it was useless.
“From the looks of it, Zhao Hong was doing pretty well back then!” Jiang Ming touched his left side. There was a flying sword tied there, which could be used at any time.
He had the green wooden seal and the flying sword. Therefore, he did not need to buy any magic tools.
“However, I’m afraid that these spirit stones will hardly be enough for rent.” Jiang Ming shook his head.
“I have to find a way to earn money!”
In Xiaoqian Mountain, immortal cultivators had many ways to make a living.
However, Jiang Ming had very few options. He could only do two things. He could either go to the depths of Xiaoqian Mountain to dig for the spirit iron ore to make magic tools, or he could buy a piece of farmland to plant rice.
“Let’s forget about mining!”
Jiang Ming shook his head. Although mining made more money, it was too much hard work.
“According to what Wang Geng said, farming here is not bad. Although the income is small, it’s a government job. As long as you meet your quotas and keep a low profile, you won’t get into any trouble. And if you work harder, the extra grain can be kept for yourself and sold in the black market. The government will turn a blind eye.”
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In the center of the market, there was a nine-story tower. It was Xiaoqian Pavilion and, it was protected with an extremely powerful restriction.
This was the largest government office of Xiaoqian Mountain. Many immortal cultivators could rent caves, and spiritual fields, and take care of other matters here. The upper floors also sold all kinds of cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, and other treasures. However, ordinary immortal cultivators could not afford them.
Jiang Ming strolled around in the market for a while and finally walked to Xiaoqian Pavilion.
“Hello. Oh, you’re in disguise? Are you new here?” Before he could enter, a man in gray quietly approached him.
Jiang Ming’s face was gloomy.
His disguising technique would need to be updated when there was time. Immortal cultivators could easily detect it.
The man in gray chuckled and continued, “Are you renting a cave? I have some great offers. I also have some spiritual fields for rent, which can be rented quarterly and are cheaper than the official ones.
Jiang Ming was stunned. It turned out that some immortal cultivators rented cave abodes and spiritual fields on a long-term basis. However, sometimes they would go out for long periods of time to gain experience. Thus, they would rent out their place to other immortal cultivators. It was very crafty.
Jiang Ming did not have the strength to complain. He repeatedly refused and walked into Xiaoqian Pavilion.
When the guard saw Jiang Ming, he pointed the way and said, “Are you new? Registration and rentals of cave abodes are in front. Farmers go to the left. Miners go to the right.”
“Thank you!”
Jiang Ming’s polite attitude made the guard’s expression a little kinder. He said casually, “If you want to farm, go to Feng He. The newly reclaimed areas are good.”
Jiang Ming looked appropriately surprised, thanked him, and left.
Jiang Ming registered himself and walked into a separate area on the left side of the first floor.
A slightly chubby old man was reclining on a bamboo chair and drinking tea leisurely. There was a large pot of soil next to him. Several rice seedlings were planted in the soil.
“Mr. Feng, I want to rent a portion of a spirit field!” Jiang Ming said respectfully. The person in front of him was actually at the sixth level of the Qi Refinement Realm.
“Have you ever cultivated the Misty Rain Technique or the Spirit Stream Technique?” Feng He asked with a faint smile.
These were all water attribute spells, and they were necessary spells to increase the harvest of the rice fields. If one did not know these two spells, their yield would be low.
“I’m cultivating the Five Elemental Arts, so I’m a little familiar with the Misty Rain Technique,” Jiang Ming said.
“Show me,” Feng He said casually.
There were many individual cultivators who cultivated the Five Elemental Arts, but the Misty Rain Technique was something they had the tendency to ignore because it could not be used in combat.
However, Jiang Ming was an exception. Obviously, he had mastered it.
He cast the spell with ease.
A soft drizzle of rain fell on the seedlings.
Jiang Ming looked up at Feng He and was suddenly shocked.
Feng He had already stood up from his chair and looked at Jiang Ming with enthusiasm. He smiled and said, “Where did you come from? Do you have a place to stay? Let’s sit down and talk.”