"Shijie, don't worry too much. Leave the matter of the weeds to Shidi." It might have been because of the five pieces of second-grade jingshi, but the female disciples felt that this horrid zombie male in front of them was full of fighting spirit.
Not wasting words, he reached out with his skeletal hands and quickly formed a spell.
"He still has the face to come?"
At this time, Zuo Mo finally felt a hint of wonder. It seemed that the five spells were not related but in reality, they complemented each other. His strongest was [Little Art of Cloud and Rain]. This was of great help to him in learning the other four spells. The complicated finger motions of [Art of Flora] had greatly increased his finger motions and made it easier for him to cast [Little Art of Cloud and Rain].
The female disciples immediately began to whisper to each other.
Zuo Mo had never thought that meddling in other people's business today would earn him five pieces of second-grade jingshi. On one hand, he was moved that Li Ying Feng knew how to conduct herself and on the other hand that she was generous. He had spent most of the jingshi on his hands and didn't have much left. Just when he was short on money, a windfall flew in. The unexpected surprise made his body feel light.
"This guy's face is really thick. My eyes are sore from staring but he doesn't even blush!"
Xiao Guo's mouth twisted, the cute apple face scrunched up as she stared discontentedly at these shijie.
Zuo Mo was overjoyed inside. His mouth said: "Shijie, you really are too polite." His hand shoved the cloth bag into his bosom, but the action was very natural.
"Shijie, that greedy ghost from last time came again!" A female disciple said disdainfully.
"Did you forget, when did he have something like a face?"
She looked at the thin and weak figure disappearing on the mountain path. It was unknown what she was thinking. She didn't reveal Zuo Mo's true cultivation to these gossipy women. The other had schemed to conceal it. If she revealed it, it would create a strong enemy for no reason. It was not wise.
She didn't have much hope. If Zuo Mo really had a solution, she didn't need to say she would go back and think about it.
"We went to Dong Fu to inquire. The price of ling grasses has been rising recently. Like the Green Sword Grass. Previously, it was five first-grade jingshi per load. Now it has risen to eight first-grade jingshi per load. The price of the other ling grasses has also risen. They say that Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie has been in a lot of conflict recently. The prices of ling grains and ling grasses are soaring everywhere. "
And because of this, the complex finger movements of the [Art of Flora] caused him to suffer greatly. Up until now, he had persisted in practicing hard every day, but he could only be considered to have completed the incantation. He was still far from being proficient in it. He didn't dare slack off in the training of the [Art of Aged Gold]. He had just broken through to the second level and needed time to stabilize.
Li Ying Feng didn't have much hope but Zuo Mo wasn't just saying it. He decided to find a solution to the problem.
Li Ying Feng's eyes widened in fear of missing a detail. Zuo Mo's practiced finger movements and the ease with which he used ling energy made her even more certain that this shidi was deeply hidden.
This really was a thorny problem. The reason he had meddled in this matter at the beginning was because he had been moved by Xiao Guo's helpless "mama". Then Li Ying Feng's five pieces of second-grade jingshi could be considered a change.
Li Ying Feng took out a small cloth bag and handed it to Zuo Mo.
"Junior Brother, do you have any good suggestions?"
He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was fearless.
"Please, even if you're trying to fool people, you have to be more professional!"
Truthfully, his experience in the field of farming was just two years. His knowledge of ling grasses and grains was pitifully lacking.
Zuo Mo took the bag in puzzlement. When he opened it, he was dumbstruck. Inside the bag were five pieces of second-grade jingshi.
Practicing scriptures, practicing finger movements, taking care of the ling and medicine fields. His life was incomparably full and now he had to study how to get rid of weeds.
"I've found a way." Zuo Mo's simplest words made Li Ying Feng and Xiao Guo sink into ecstasy.
Returning to the little yard, Zuo Mo fell asleep.
Humming a little tune, he took a few stalks of weeds and happily left the Eastern Peak.
His skeletal fingers, he had practiced until they almost broke. He even wanted to vomit.
"Alright!" Li Ying Feng's brows creased. With a light shout, the sounds in the surroundings instantly disappeared.
Patrolling the ling fields under his name, he made a rain for the medicine fields of Cold Mist Valley. He didn't have any news of Hao Min Shijie and didn't know where the two had gone. But right now, he didn't have much resistance towards this unpaid job. The only thing he resented was that Cold Mist Valley was a distance away from where he lived. He had to spend a lot of time on the road each day.
"Go!"
The light formation flew into the ling fields silently.
His glowing fingertip sketched out an unknown formation pattern.
The voice was hoarse, dry and unpleasant to hear.
Li Ying Feng's heart thumped but she forced herself to be calm. One load of ling grasses required eight pieces of first-grade jingshi. The amount of ling grasses that the husbandry rooms needed each day was astounding. Even if her family was wealthy, she couldn't afford such a waste.
"I have to go back and think." Zuo Mo said.
On the Eastern Peak, Li Ying Feng was listening to a female disciple narrate.
Zuo Mo mused: "If we had used this method from the beginning, there shouldn't have been any problems. But right now, there are probably a lot of grass seeds in the soil. It won't be easy to get rid of them. "
Zuo Mo nodded: "The vitality of this kind of weed is extremely strong. If I'm not wrong, it is not good to be cut. Wounds will stimulate its growth. In other words, the more you cut it, the faster it will grow. "
Roughly calculating, he had learned all five kinds of spells once and had some of his own experiences.
"Go!" Zuo Mo gave a light shout.
Ignoring the suspicious and disdainful gazes of the other female disciples, Zuo Mo headed straight for the ling fields.
Before the two of them had fought, if Li Ying Feng still had any doubts about Zuo Mo's skill, then now her doubts had lessened. No matter what, a cultivation of lianqi eighth level, he was in the top ranks of the male outer sect disciples. Also, this shidi should be the same as the other outer sect disciples, choosing to plant ling fields.
"That's true!"
Solemnly standing in the ling fields in the yard, in front of him, floated a little green bead, spinning, extremely cute. His two hands came together in front of him, the ten fingers quickly moving. The ling energy in the air once again faintly rippled.
When Li Ying Feng saw Zuo Mo, she was shocked.
"You didn't see his movements when he took Shijie's cloth bag. That wretched!"
"That's it? There's no change at all! "A female disciple screeched.
"This kind of weed is yang. I've checked. Most of the ling grasses you plant are yin. You can use [Art of Earth Energy] to gather the yin energy of the earth. Not only can it nourish the ling grasses, it can also suppress the weeds. Twice the result with half the effort."
The practice of finger motions was one of the things he had paid attention to in this period of time. Before this, he rarely practiced finger motions. The finger motions of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] were very simple.
… …
Zuo Mo released a breath, dispersing the ling energy at his fingertips.
Li Ying Feng understood: "So it's like that! No wonder it will grow more and more. If it is uprooted, can it be cured? "
The green strands were like a goddess scattering flowers, strands spreading into the ling fields.
"Che, just drawing a seal and you want to fool jiejie? So naive! "
Was it … …
Zuo Mo's hair was a mess, his eyes bloodshot, his eyes sunken in. His body gave off a strange smell, completely like a beggar.
These past few days, she had tried to uproot the weeds. But the growth of the ling grasses didn't show any signs of improving and continued to wither. In the ling fields, the weeds were growing at an astounding rate. Based on this trend, they would quickly face a situation where there was no grass to supply.
"All of you, shut up!" Li Ying Feng shouted angrily. All the voices suddenly stopped. Finding that at some unknown time, Shijie's face was extremely ugly, her pink face covered in frost, they instantly became silent.
When he woke up, it was already the second day. The morning sunlight made his mood comfortable. He leisurely ate something and, like usual, started the day's lessons.
Xiao Guo flattened her mouth, looking in shock at Zuo Mo. The other female disciples all had faces of disdain – this guy was too greedy!
Xiao Guo flattened her mouth, muttering: "Shixiong is a very good person … …" As she spoke, she might have felt it wasn't reliable, her voice gradually dropping, instantly drowning in the voices of the crowd.
Five kinds of spells, each focused on their own. [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] focused on the finesse of ling energy, [Art of Flora] focused on finger motions, [Art of Aged Gold] focused on consciousness, [Art of Earth Energy] focused on communication, and the crux of [Art of Crimson Flame] was calming the mind and endurance.
In terms of the difficulty of the spells, [Art of Flora] was the most difficult of the five. It wasn't just the finger motions that were extremely complex, the channeling of ling energy was much finer than the other four spells.
Other than Li Ying Feng and Xiao Guo, the other female disciples all had disgust on their faces, standing far away.
When that female disciple said this, she was almost crying. The faces of the other female disciples were also gloomy.
… …
To practice finger motions, he took out four hours every day. Just practicing finger motions was extremely dry. Other than not having a sliver of error, consistency and rhythm were the most important.
The grass essence beads gradually melted, turning into a pool of green water. As Zuo Mo's ten fingers danced, the speed became faster and faster, the fingertips glowing slightly. Each time they moved at high speed, the traces of light formed superimposed on a profound and cryptic diagram. The green water became thousands of hair-thin green threads, like a group of demons dancing.
"Today, I really feel guilty for offending Shidi. A few jingshi to help Shidi calm down. Shidi, don't think it's too little." Li Ying Feng stared at Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo had many flaws but he had one thing. If he set his mind on something, he would do his best. As to whether it was for that "Mama" or Li Ying Feng's five pieces of second-grade jingshi, that wasn't important. He thought so.
Zuo Mo hurriedly ran back to the little yard. After a long time, the grass essence beads would lose their effectiveness.
… …
"So disgusting … …"
This was like a fuse, instantly causing the other female disciples that hated Zuo Mo to find a target.
Li Ying Feng's eyes lit up and she almost charged out. Her knowledge far surpassed the shimei. If Zuo Mo didn't make a sound, it was normal. But this time, he had come to the Eastern Peak again. It made Li Ying Feng suddenly think of the words Zuo Mo had said before he left.
Li Ying Feng raised her hands and smiled, replying: "Thank you, Shidi."
The rock in Li Ying Feng's heart landed. She didn't want to form a feud with a shidi with such potential because of today's misunderstanding. Five pieces of second-grade jingshi wasn't a small number, but to her wealthy family, it wasn't too much. To be able to use this little price to resolve a misunderstanding, in her view, it couldn't be more worthwhile.
Finishing, Zuo Mo raised his hands towards Li Ying Feng and left.
Accomplishing what he wanted to do, he was perfectly satisfied. These days of not sleeping or resting, his energy had long been used up.
As to the disdainful gazes of the female disciples, he completely ignored them.
However, he still persisted. The first level of [Art of Flora] didn't trouble him. As to the second level, he couldn't hope for it in the short term.
When he came back from Cold Mist Valley, he suddenly found two people guarding the door to his yard.
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