MTL - You Practice Immortality, I Farm-Chapter 22 concession

  Chapter 22 Land Rent

   "Maturing..."

   "Maturing..."

  His mind was concentrated on the spirit firefly grass, and the status of the fourteen spirit firefly grasses showed that they were mature.

   "Be faster! Higher! Stronger!"

  The black sword grass stood upright, conveying to Lu Xuan a high-spirited spirit.

   "When the flowers bloom, you come to see me..."

   Inside the thin red needles of the Chiyun pine, Lu Xuan saw several clusters of bright red flowers protruding out with a sharp point.

  After cultivating for so long, the red cloud pine finally bloomed.

   "There's a smell more putrid than usual in the air, with a hint of burnt, mesmerizing."

  On the rotten wood, there are countless dark red hyphae growing on the dark red fungus, obviously very fond of the special fertilizer that Lu Xuan added to the spiritual field last night.

  He walked around the spiritual field, and after confirming that each spiritual plant was in good condition, he returned to the house.

   Among the things left by Qin Ming, the storage bag was directly used by Lu Xuan, not to mention more than two hundred spirit stones.

  As for the remaining magic weapons of flying swords and the unknown pills in bottles and jars, he has no intention of rushing to make a move for the time being.

  After all, he didn't know if there was a hidden mark on the flying sword magic weapon, so he decided to wait for the storm to pass before exchanging for spirit stones or spirit seeds.

   After a few days like this, Lu Xuan has been staying in the yard, serving Ling Zhi every day, seemingly leisurely and comfortable, but in fact he is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, worried about the possible follow-up reaction after killing Qin Ming.

   After not finding any monks intruding or spying on his yard, he relaxed a little and walked out of the house.

  The area of ​​the spiritual field in the yard is really too small, and with the fact that Steward He of Baicao Hall said that he would establish a simple cooperation model with Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan had the idea of ​​renting out a larger spiritual field.

  He enters a dental clinic that specializes in serving monks.

  In the dental hall, there are only a few people, who are entertaining monks and customers, or sorting out something.

   "Welcome fellow daoists."

  An idle dentist saw a customer coming, and greeted him immediately, with an extremely enthusiastic smile on his face.

   "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lu, are you going to visit Lingtian again this time?"

   This dental man happened to be the scarred young monk who had his mouth broken in the back last time. He had a good memory and immediately recognized Lu Xuan's figure.

   Lu Xuan nodded, his expression indifferent.

  Seeing Lu Xuan's attitude, a very subtle sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the scarred monk, and shouted to a fat young monk next to him.

   "Hey, this fellow Taoist wants to visit the Lingtian, please come and entertain me."

  He knew that Lu Xuan was just a casual practitioner on the second floor of Qi training, and he couldn't possibly have the ability to rent those big yards, so he didn't want to waste his time, and directly called a small casual practitioner who had just entered the dental practice.

  The chubby young man raised his head and said to Lu Xuan with a smile.

   "Fellow daoists have any needs, you can ask me directly. I have a lot of spiritual fields here, which can meet the requirements of fellow daoists at various levels."

   "I had a fancy Lingtian before, you can take me there to have a look."

   Lu Xuan explained to the fat monk the spiritual field he had seen, and asked him to take it directly.

  The chubby young monk nodded, and the two left the tooth shop.

   "Look at those big spiritual fields again. What's the use of seeing more? It's not affordable."

  The scarred young monk looked at the backs of the two people going away, sneered, turned his head, and quickly switched to a very enthusiastic smile.

   "Fellow Daoist, let me introduce you to that popular high-grade spiritual field..."

  …

  Lu Xuan first chose the yard with a spiritual spring. Although it has the highest rent and needs 60 spiritual stones a month, the attraction of the spiritual spring is too strong.

   What's more, with Qin Ming's more than two hundred spirit stones, Lu Xuan now feels that the price is not bad.

  The chubby young monk led him to the huge courtyard, took out a special formation disk, and opened the protective formation arranged outside.

   "Fellow Daoist Lu, please take a look. This courtyard is located close to the center of the square. There are some well-known mid-level monks living nearby, so it goes without saying that it is safe."

   "There is more than an acre of spiritual fields in the courtyard, and the spiritual energy is rich, which can speed up the growth of spiritual plants. It is most suitable for spiritual planters like you, Fellow Daoist Lu."

   "Of course, the most important thing is this spiritual spring in the spiritual field, which can continuously seep out spiritual spring water and has a weak spiritual energy. Whether it is used to brew spiritual wine or brew spiritual tea, it is very suitable."

   "Adding less than spiritual spring water when refining alchemy can also slightly improve the quality of elixirs and magic tools."

  The chubby young monk pointed to a mouthful of spiritual spring and said to Lu Xuan.

  The Lingquan is about ten feet long and half a foot wide, and there is a shallow layer of spiritual springs inside.

   "Is it guaranteed that this spiritual spring will always exist? It won't appear after it's used up?"

  He raised a doubt of his own to the fat monk.

   "Fellow Daoist, you can rest assured. It is said that the spiritual spring is closely connected with a branch of the spiritual vein in Fangshi. There will always be spiritual springs seeping out, but the number is not much."

   "This can be written into the contract, if not, we will give you enough compensation, fellow daoist."

  The chubby young monk said with a smile.

   "Can the price be lowered? Sixty spirit stones a month is a bit too expensive."

  Lu Xuan practiced his old skills.

   "This... the rent is not up to me to decide, but if you want to rent it, you can use the first-grade protective formation in the courtyard for free for a period of time."

  The chubby young monk sighed in his heart, and all the luck that Lu Xuan might have rented disappeared in an instant.

   "Sixty spirit stones..."

  Lu Xuanlue pondered for a moment.

   "Let's do it!"

   "Fellow Daoist, if you think sixty spirit stones a month is too expensive, you can go to a nearby courtyard."

  The chubby young monk answered formulaically with a smile.

"ah…?"

  He suddenly realized something, looked up at Lu Xuan, his eyes were half expectant, half suspicious.

  Lu Xuan nodded with a half-smile.

   "Thank you fellow daoist, thank you fellow daoist! I will help you deal with everything!"

   Teeth row.

  Scarred monk was lying on a wooden chair, shaking gently back and forth, and he could see that he was in a very good mood.

   Just now, he successfully closed a deal, renting out a small courtyard with seven spirit stones per month, and got a lot of commission.

  The chubby young man rushed in hurriedly.

   "He's back now? Didn't that casual cultivator let you take him to see a few more spiritual fields?"

  He looked at the chubby young monk rushing towards the counter, with a trace of mockery hidden in his tone.

   "No, I just watched one piece."

  The chubby young monk replied without raising his head.

   "Then he still has a bit of conscience, and he didn't waste too much of your time."

   "That's right, Fellow Daoist Lu is really kind. After seeing a piece of Lingtian, he quickly ordered it, and the deposit was paid."

"Um?"

  Scarred monk thought he heard something wrong, and the slightly shaking wooden chair stopped immediately.

  The chubby young monk raised his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

   "The one with sixty spirit stones for one month."

   With a bang, the wooden chair lost control and fell to the ground.

  (end of this chapter)