Pole Dao Becomes Immortal

After Wang Yu happily left with the spirit-gathering stone, he looked at the spiritual spikes piled up in front of the thatched cottage. Qian Dabao felt that these spiritual spikes took up too much space, and he thought he had to go to the merit hall of the handyman's office to collect them. Lingsui replaced it with contribution points to free up the open space in front of the house.

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At this time, in the merit hall, an old man in civilian clothes was lying on a rocking chair. There were many people in front of the old man, all of whom were handyman disciples who came to hand in items to exchange for contribution points.

The old man in civilian clothes was surnamed Ma, and he was originally an elder of the outer sect's merit hall. From entering the sect to becoming an elder who has built a foundation and cultivated a foundation, Elder Ma has always been fond of researching and planting spiritual plants. But regarding the cultivation of spiritual plants, Elder Ma is among the best in the sect!

Because he likes planting very much, and because he misses the happy time he used to plant in the handyman's office, Elder Ma would come to the handyman's office for one day every month to see the planting results submitted by the disciples of the handyman's office. Remember the time.

Standing beside Elder Ma's rocking chair are two Taoist-like people, one of whom is counting the items handed in by the handyman disciples: "Chen Dazhuang, three hundred bunches of spiritual rice ears, normal in size, low in quality, recorded as contribution value a little."

Another Taoist boy took a pen and paper in his hand and recorded it.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of the palace, and after a while, the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and a young man with dark skin and a resolute face walked in with a bag in hand.

"So it's Senior Brother Zhang Hua!"

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhang Hua has already sensed the spiritual energy! Only the spiritual energy can enter the body, and then he can advance to the condensed air level and step into the outer door!"

"Brother Zhang Hua worked hard day and night to study the cultivation techniques of spiritual rice. The spiritual rice he planted is several grades higher than ordinary spiritual rice!"

"That's right! I remember that Senior Brother Zhang Hua planted two palm-length spiritual rice!"

"Even Guanshi Liu exaggerated that Senior Brother Hua is a gift from heaven."

"I know this! Brother Zhang Hua has been a handyman disciple for less than a year, and he has such excellent results. He is the No. 1 potential of our handyman disciples!"

"I don't know the quality of the Lingmi rice handed in by Senior Brother Zhang Hua today."

"Looking at Senior Brother Zhang Hua's steady pace and confident eyes, you can tell that what he brought this time is not easy."

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Amidst the awe-inspiring discussions of the surrounding disciples, Zhang Hua proudly handed over the bag to the Taoist boy who was in charge of counting.

When Daotong opened the pocket and took out the spiritual ears, Elder Ma's eyes lit up, he got up immediately, quickly took a bunch of spiritual ears, touched it with his hands, and said, "Okay! Good! Good!"

Then he looked at the dark young man in front of him approvingly: "Zhang Hua, you are amazing, you can grow such high-quality cosmic spikes!"

Elder Ma held up the ear of the spirit: "Look, the grain of the ear is full, the color is golden, and the length is as long as a person's arm! It is the best!"

Suddenly, a pot exploded in the hall.

"Oh my god! Is this still Lingsui!"

"Isn't the Lingsui as long as the palm of your hand? How can it grow so long!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Zhang Hua! A talent from heaven!"

"What do I need to do to grow such top-quality spiritual spikes!"

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Hearing the voices of surprise, envy and praise, Zhang Hua couldn't help feeling complacent. I, Zhang Hua, am the best!Not only in the handyman's office, but when I go to the outer door, or even the inner door, I will be the best person!

Elder Ma was very happy, I don't know how many years I haven't seen such an outstanding talent!This son will become a master in the future!

The eyes looking at Zhang Hua became much softer, and he asked: "Zhang Hua, how did you cultivate your spiritual rice, so that it can reach a quality that everyone can't understand."

Zhang Hua said proudly: "Reporting to Elder Ma, this batch of spiritual rice was carefully planted by disciples. Every day at noon, I went to the spiritual spring to get the water of the most yang, and at night I took the water of the most yin. After mixing them one by one, Then grind the spiritual rice stored before into rice pulp and pour it into the Yinyang spring water, use it as the spiritual liquid to water the spiritual rice, and the disciples will grow the high-quality ears of spiritual rice today!"

Elder Ma looked at Zhang Hua with a smile, without concealing the approval in his eyes, stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Okay! You are really a courageous child. Those who achieve great things don't care about small things, and they are willing to give up the spiritual rice used in their own cultivation. Grind it into rice pulp for spiritual rice cultivation.”

Then he raised his voice and said: "Everyone has seen it! Zhang Hua's spirit of hard work and innovation and the spirit of courage to sacrifice are worth learning from every handyman disciple present!"

At this time, Elder Ma saw a golden hill moving slowly towards the hall far away from the main hall, and asked, "What is that golden hill?"

All the disciples followed Elder Ma's gaze, and when the hill got closer, the sharp-eyed disciple exclaimed, "There is a man in front of the hill!"

"What is that golden hill?"

"It's too bright to see clearly."

"If you're not mistaken, that seems to be an ear of spiritual rice?"

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It was Qian Dabao who was pulling a stalk of Lingmi tree to the Gongzhi Hall. The hill of Lingsui was too big, covering the sky and the sun along the way. Qian Dabao at the foot of the hill seemed a little insignificant. After rubbing his eyes, he saw Qian Dabao at the foot of the hill.

When Qian Dabao arrived at the gate of the merit hall, he sat down on the ground: "I'm exhausted, I'm finally here."

Then when he raised his head, he saw that everyone in the merit hall was looking at him, Qian Dabao. When Qian Dabao was stared at, Elder Ma quickly floated to the front of the golden Lingsui hill, his hands trembling. A bunch of cosmic spikes about ten feet long, eyes full of excitement and shock: "This, this is!"

The disciples present also exclaimed like they had seen a ghost.

"What's the matter with this spirit ear? How can it be as long as Zhang Xu!"

"It's still emitting a golden light, so I can't even open my eyes."

"Who is this kid?"

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Elder Ma sniffed with his eyes closed, and blurted out: "Spiritual smell!"

After hearing Elder Ma's words, the disciples present took a deep breath.

"Oh my god! I just took a breath from a distance, and I felt like the aura was going to penetrate into my body! I couldn't sense the existence of aura before!"

"I've heard a rumor occasionally. It is said that every kind of spiritual plant grows to the extreme, and it will emit such a spiritual smell! At this time, the spiritual plant, just smelling the smell, is helpful to practice !"

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Qian Dabao was taken aback, what is the spirit?Is it the smell of ripe rice?There's no fuss about this, why the elders of the sect seem to have never seen the world.

But after thinking about it, Qian Dabao was relieved, the elders of the sect were immortals, and most of them came into contact with immortals, they must have never planted rice, otherwise they would not have made a fuss when they smelled the fragrance of rice.

"What's your name!" Elder Ma looked at Qian Dabao and asked seriously.

Qian Dabao thought that the elder was going to punish him, but he did nothing wrong, he trembled, and said aggrievedly: "Qian Da, Dabao."

As soon as Qian Dabao said his name, the disciples around him frowned.

"Qian Dabao? Do you know each other?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

"Should be a newcomer."

"Hey, newcomer? The newcomer is so powerful? He has cultivated the spiritual rice to the extreme. With this level of talent, even Senior Brother Zhang Hua can't keep up with him!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhang Hua grows the spiritual rice that is as long as an arm, and the spiritual rice that Qian Dabao grows is a full foot long! It's not at the same level at all!"

Zhang Hua's face was turning green and white at the moment, and he just stole the limelight. He thought that the spiritual rice he planted was the best, but he didn't expect Qian Dabao to appear at this moment!A foot-long ear of rice was also planted!Thinking that in order to grow the best spiritual rice, even the spiritual rice used for cultivation was ground into rice milk and used, but in the end it was no match for a new boy, Zhang Hua's heart was bleeding.

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Seeing Qian Dabao's frightened expression, Elder Ma realized that he was too excited just now, and his tone was a little fierce, scaring the child in front of him.

Elder Ma put on a smile on his face, and said kindly: "My good boy, don't be afraid, tell me, are you the one who planted these ears of spiritual rice?"

Qian Dabao nodded, and asked cautiously: "Elder, are these rice ears not good? If there is any problem, please ask the elder to correct it so that the disciple can correct it."

"Good boy, you've done a good job! The ears of spiritual rice have already produced a spiritual smell, which has reached the extreme. Just smelling it makes people feel refreshed and happy, and the movement of spiritual energy in the body has improved a lot. It should be a holy product!"

Hearing Elder Ma's words, Qian Dabao's eyes were wide open, and he felt that everyone was staring at him, so he felt a little embarrassed: "Is it really so powerful?"

Elder Ma stared at the golden spikes piled up into a hill with bright eyes: "I never expected to see such a dreamy scene in my lifetime. I have no regrets in this life! I have no regrets in this life!"

"This spirit spike is perfect! Each bunch is worth [-] contribution points!" Elder Ma became more and more excited as he looked at it. If it weren't for the presence of so many disciples around him, due to his status as an elder, he wished he could throw himself into the hill of spirit spikes go!

Qian Dabao is overjoyed, each bundle has [-] contribution points!How much contribution value does this hill have!In front of the thatched hut, there are still several piles of coffins from the hills, and they are flourishing now!Developed!

From the looks of it, he was not only handsome and talented, but also lucky. Thinking of this, he even wondered if he was the child of destiny, blessed by luck.

After coughing, Mr. Qian Dabao said, "Elder, I still have quite a few Lingsui Hills like this! See if they can all be exchanged for contribution points!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Elder Ma said gratifiedly, "What a good boy, with a good boy like you, why should the sect be unhappy!"

Suddenly thought of something, Elder Ma asked kindly: "My dear boy, how did you grow the perfect spiritual rice? In the history of the sect, oh no, there has never been such a thing in the history of our spiritual world." The perfect ear of spiritual rice is just a legend of the ultimate spiritual rice in the literature."

The disciples present also pricked up their ears to listen to Qian Dabao's planting method, for fear of missing a word, the scene was extremely quiet!It was so quiet that everyone could hear each other's heartbeats!

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