The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True-Chapter 105 - 104:100 Tons of Flour!

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Chapter 105: Chapter 104:100 Tons of Flour!

Translator: 549690339

When the medicinal properties have matured to a certain extent, they bring about qualitative changes, not just a simple linear addition.

“1 wonder if the spiritual Qi from Azure Dragon Mountain and Black Wind Mountain can withstand the growth of a sixty-thousand-year-old Ginseng!”

Xuanqing slightly frowned.

The use of the ‘Time Acceleration (Plants)’ function not only consumes Ingots but also requires the corresponding growth environment for the plants.

When he accelerated the growth of nine Ghost Grass plants before, it dried up the entire Land of Darkness—the City God was nearly exhausted to death.

“Forget it, 1’11 be cautious about it. It wouldn’t be good if 1 accidentally killed the Earth Gods of Black Wind Mountain and Azure Dragon Mountain.”

Xuanqing shook his head.

The acceleration of elixir refining by using spiritual medicine is not urgent. He must first return to the real world and bring some food to Black Wind Town to dispel the resentment in the air above the town.

It happened to be.

Six years had passed in Black Wind Town. Consequently, half a year had also passed in the real world.

A full half a year.

He wondered if anything had happened in the real world.

With such thoughts.

With a movement of mind.

“Exit the game!”

The real world.

Qingping Temple.

In the master bedroom in the inner courtyard, a Taoist sitting with crossed legs on the cushion suddenly opened his eyes.

“Phew-”

Xuanqing took a long breath.

The half-year of still sitting did not bring the slightest discomfort to his physical body. On the contrary, he felt invigorated and refreshed. This benefit was due to breaking through to the Refining Spirit to Emptiness stage in cultivation, and the Body of Merits that he had refined in the Eight Trigram Furnace.

The first thing to do.

Charge his phone, then switch it on. freewebnove(l).com

“As expected, half a year has passed here!” Xuanqing said, looking at the date on his phone.

By this calculation,

One day in the Heavenly Court in the game world is equivalent to thirty-six days in the real world.

“It appears, if 1 want to ascend to Heavenly Court in the game world in the future, 1 must be very mindful of this issue with the speed of time passage.” “Now, first go and collect the incense in Taoist temple!”

With a shift in thoughts.

A semi-transparent shadow drifted out of Xuanqing’s physical body and flew towards the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Inside the main hall.

The incense guests were bustling, causing quite a scene.

Qingping Temple, as it is now.

Is famous all across Yan Country. It is commonly known that stepping into the main hall of Qingping Temple can bring one tranquility.

Ever since the last Inheritance Temple Ceremony, the video of the six-year-old Taoist boy defeating the Twin Dragon Monk had spread across the internet, adding a layer of mystery to the already extraordinary Qingping Temple.

“Fellow laymen, scan the code to get incense on the side. It’s two yuan per hit. Remember to first burn incense to the main God of the Temple, burn three sticks of incense and knock? ”

The tender voice echoed in the main hall—it was Huai Qingyun, the little Taoist boy, maintaining order as usual.

However.

Compared to his usual seriousness, Huai Qingyun appeared somewhat absent-minded at this moment.

While Huai Qingyun was chanting, his eyes were directly staring at the space above God’s tablet.

Swirl-

He wiped the corner of his mouth and swallowed, trying his best not to look at the enticing heaps of incense.

“How come Sir hasn’t returned yet. If this incense dissipates, that… that would be such a waste, sob sob sob… it’s so heartbreaking!”

Just when Huai Qingyun was biting his lip, his heart aching.

The incense above the God’s tablet suddenly lessened and disappeared completely within seconds.

“Huh?”

Huai Qingyun was shocked, thinking that something had gone wrong.

Suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared before him. It was Xuanqing, who had sent his spirit out of his body to collect incense.

“Sir?”

Huai Qingyun stared wide-eyed, mouth slightly open.

“Qingyun, 1 must say you have definitely surprised me!” admiration shone in Xuanqing’s eyes.

With his current level of cultivation, how could he not notice that after a full half-year, his child had not stolen a single bit of incense power.

You need to understand.

The power of incense, for a spirit like Huai Qingyun who had been awakened, was undoubtedly a huge attraction.

This point.

Could be gleaned from the moisture on Qingyun’s chest, caused by a large amount of drool.

Luckily the drool of the spirit did not stink, instead, it has an aroma of plants. Otherwise, it would have been embarrassing.

“Sir., what has surprised you?”

Huai Qingyun tilted his head, pretending not to understand, but the mischief flashing in his eyes betrayed him.

“Hmm, playing dumb!”

Xuanqing shook his head with a smile.

Sometimes, good behavior is relative. It was only after seeing the other children of the Ancestor Master that he realized how good Qingyun was!

With a thought.

Xuanqing took out the Gathering Qi Bead, separated a small amount from it, about the quantity of a hundred ingots of incense power.

“This is your reward!”

Huai Qingyun was thrilled, gulping down the incense power reward, and then closed his eyes to savor it.

After a while.

When he opened his eyes again, Sir was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment.

Xuanqing’s spirit had already returned to his physical body.

He took out his phone and dialed Yang Ying’s number.

Beep- Beep

The call connected.

“Daoist Priest, you., finally came out of seclusion!” Yang Ying on the other end of the phone, her tone slightly excited.

She had long since come to rely heavily on Xuanqing. If she didn’t know that the daoist priest had divine powers and was likely in closed-door cultivation, she would probably have gone mad with worry by now.

“Daoist priest, I have many things to report to you, are you still in the courtyard?”

Xuanqing said into the phone, “Don’t rush to report anything first, go and buy one hundred tons of flour and send it to the Back Mountain of Qingping Mountain. Price is not a concern, it is needed today!”

“Fl… flour, one hundred tons?” Yang Ying’s voice faltered, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Quickly.

She got over it.

“Okay, 1’11 contact them now!”

She is a smart person and has been working for the daoist priest for a long time. Naturally, she knew what should be done in daily life.

Call ended.

Xuanqing was in a good mood.

Those disaster victims in Black Wind Town, they might be a big problem for the people in the Journey to the West World, but for him, it was just a matter of a word.

This point.

Even the myriad gods and Buddhas couldn’t do it, or rather, they didn’t want to do it.

After all, compared to the huge karma, the merits they would earn were somewhat unprofitable.

As the saying goes, there are always people willing to do business at a loss, but no one is willing to engage in loss-making business. That is the truth.

The time was now evening.

After all the incense guests had dispersed.

A series of trucks laden with flour traveled along the asphalt road of Qingping Mountain, leading the convoy was a black business car.

In the end.

The entire convoy stopped at the end of the road at the back of the mountain.

After getting out of the car, Yang Ying saw the daoist priest standing by the roadside. Her eyes lit up immediately, and she ran over briskly.

“Daoist Priest!”

“Immeasurable longevity and fortune, tell them to unload the flour here, right on this ground!” Xuanqing said solemnly.

“Yes, Daoist Priest!”

After not seeing him for a full six months, although she had a lot of things to say, the most important thing right now was to complete the task assigned by the Daoist Priest..