Chapter 10 Rules bind the weak "Outsiders in Yulong County see our Ge family as an old spiritual plant family with unlimited glory. We are blessed by the immortal mountain sect and are a top-notch force in the secular world." "But in the world of immortal cultivation, we are just the lowest level of immortals." "Among the hundreds of arts of cultivating immortals, spiritual plants are only a minor path. If our Ge family wants to take the next step forward, we must be promoted to a spiritual food family." "Spiritual meal!?" Hearing the patriarch say these two words, the other family members were all surprised, because their Ge family is a century-old spiritual plant family. Although they have some foundation, there is still a certain gap between them and the spiritual food family. The elder with white beard asked, "For this spiritual food, the most important thing is the special spiritual recipe. All the major spiritual food families regard it as a family secret. My Ge family has been researching for many years, but the food we cook is just ordinary spiritual food. When did we get a special spiritual recipe?" The clan leader Ge Xiangying smiled slightly and motioned for everyone to look at the fasting cake in his hand. "This is the opportunity for my Ge family." Everyone looked at each other, confused. "I think this is just an ordinary snack. Although it smells sweet, it is far from being a spiritual snack, right? How can it be called an opportunity?"
"I can kill two spirit beasts and roast them over the fire, which is better than this." "Could it be that this thing has special effects when eaten?" After hearing someone in the tribe reveal the key, Ge Xiangying no longer hid it. "That's right. This snack looks ordinary, but it has a secret inside. Do you know what the Bigu Pill is?" Everyone here is a cultivator who has entered the world of immortality, and naturally they have all heard of the famous Bigu Pill. "A Bigu Pill is only the size of a peanut, but after eating it, it can replace a table of food and keep you from feeling hungry for three days." "The Bigu Pill is the lowest level of medicine. If you can refine it successfully, you will become a first-grade alchemist. Only the foundation-building masters have the strength to refine it." "The price of the Bigu Pill is very stable. One Bigu Pill can be exchanged for two low-grade spirit stones. As long as it is shipped, it will be purchased by major immortal sects or independent cultivators." After hearing the answers from everyone in the clan, Ge Xiangying nodded and then shook his head. "What you said is all right, but you only know one side of the story. Not all Bigu Pills are of the lowest grade, first-grade pills. There are also second-grade, third-grade, and even ninth-grade Bigu Pills. It is rumored that taking a high-grade Bigu Pill can allow a person to not need to eat for a year." "Besides filling your stomach, the Bigu Pill has no other effects, so why is the price so high? And why do we never have to worry about sales? Isn't it okay for cultivators to eat the spiritual rice and spiritual fruits we grow? They are cheap, delicious, and satisfying." Seeing that all the tribesmen looked puzzled, Ge Xiangying gave the answer. "Because... Bigu Pills are a must-have for retreating monks! High-level monks cannot be disturbed by external things during retreat. If they eat three meals a day, how can they concentrate on comprehending the world? Therefore, in order not to interrupt their own comprehension, monks will choose Bigu Pills to assist retreat." “It can be said that as long as immortal cultivators need to retreat, the Bigu Pill will never become obsolete in the immortal cultivation world.” "However, the price of the Qigong Pill is very high, and low-level cultivators can't afford it at all. So what?" "This thing!" He raised the compressed biscuits in his hand again. "As long as the formula is slightly modified, it can become a special spiritual meal, or it can be called a low-grade fasting pill!" Everyone was in an uproar.
"How can mortal pastries be so magical?" "But this little cake has no spiritual energy at all, how can it be called a spiritual meal?" Hearing the doubts of his clan members, Ge Xiangying showed a confident smile of a family head: "I tasted a few pieces and could taste the rich wheat flavor. The raw materials must contain wheat flour." "If we replace their wheat flour with our lingmai flour" Everyone: “Oh~~~” "This is a major plan for our clan. We need to find the force that makes this thing as soon as possible and spend money to buy their formula and craftsmanship." "I come!" "I will go there myself," "Uncle, I'm willing to go!" Seeing the younger generations of the family signing up enthusiastically, Ge Xiangying was very pleased. His Ge family has been a century-old family and has prospered from generation to generation, relying on this cohesive family tradition. The family members are united and work together. "You are all cultivators. It is not appropriate for you to move around among mortals. It will attract the attention of the court. If you attack mortals and are seen, it will ruin the reputation of my Ge family and damage the foundation of the family. Moreover, I don't know how long this will take. Don't waste your spiritual fields." "I have a half-step Xiantian disciple named Zhao Kuangfeng. He created his own Kuangfeng sword technique and has made a great name for himself in the martial arts world. When his unique skill, Level 8 Great Kuangfeng, is used, even the Xiantian masters will be a little wary. It will be enough to send him." Everyone said yes. The retainer Zhao Kuangfeng came to the meeting room and agreed after hearing the master's instructions. "I bought this fasting cake from the Treasure Pavilion in Yulong County. If you go there, they will naturally tell you who sold it." Zhao Kuangfeng frowned: "I have been in the martial arts world for many years, and I often buy supplies at the Treasure Pavilion. Their rule is 'I don't ask where the treasures come from, and the money must be paid on time'. I'm afraid..." Ge Xiangying smiled disdainfully. "Haha~ Rules are meant to restrain the weak. If my Ge family wants it, how dare the Treasure Pavilion say no?" Zhao Kuangfeng asked again: "What if this force is unwilling to sell the formula?" "Then use your method to make them spit it out. Don't worry about what you do. I, the Ge family, will support you." "Yes, the storm is gone." "Ah~~" Yang Genshuo stretched lazily. Time passed quickly in the game. Apart from running the board game teahouse and manor, the Yang family did not do anything else. It’s almost time for the annual ancestor worship. Yang Genshuo thought about it for an hour, but couldn't think of any good supplies he had on hand that could help Yang Shi. After all, all the money on hand had been spent, and there was no way to provide supplies to Yang Shi. "How about giving him some books to read?" His bookcase does contain quite a few books that he bought on a whim, but he has basically never read them. A man who can learn the whip technique from "Get 100 Whips When You Go Online" may actually learn something from the book.
Just as he was choosing a book, a prompt appeared in the game. [Your descendant Yang Shi is asking you for instructions, do you want to respond? ] "What's the matter?" "Grandfather, I have already purchased the five tonics you requested, and the small gold bars have been melted and shaped according to your requirements. Do you need Yang Shi to prepare some other tributes?" "Need not." "Uh" Yang Shi hesitated to speak, as if he was embarrassed to open his mouth. "If you have something to say, just say it." The incense is worth it! If you speak slower, you get -1 again. "Grandmaster, our Yangji Tabletop Game Teahouse has been overcrowded lately. A deck of [Three Kingdoms Standard Edition] cards is not enough. The cards I made myself are ugly and without the transparent film, they are easily damaged. Grandmaster, can you give Yang Shi some cards this year?" Eh? It was the first time that Yang Shi asked him to do something. Before, he just accepted whatever he was given and didn't dare to say a word. "I didn't expect that." "It just so happens that I still have a lot of different versions of Three Kingdoms cards left here, all in plastic-sealed versions. I can give them to him." Yang Keun Suk replied with one word: "Good!" Now, the issue of rewards has been resolved. Soon it was time to worship the ancestors. As Yang Shi knelt down, the offerings on the incense table disappeared with the smoke. [Your descendant Yang Shi successfully completed this year's ancestral worship ceremony] [Incense value +10] [You have received the tribute from the Yang family members: 10 Jingjin Ningshen Pills, 10 Shugan Mingmu Pills, 10 Jianti Piwei Pills, 10 Runfei Xingqi Pills, 10 Gujing Huiyuan Pills, 10 pairs of gold bracelets (50g), 2 jin of spiritual rice.] [Are you going to bestow a reward on the descendants of the Yang family? ] "Here, here, here. I'll give you all these cards. Make my board game store bigger and stronger in the world of immortal cultivation!" 10 boxes of Three Kingdoms, 1 box of Werewolf, and a book he personally selected, "Thirty-Six Strategies". After giving out the rewards, Yang Shi turned his attention to his own gains. The five tonics correspond to strengthening the five internal organs of the human body and are of great benefit to the body. The gold bracelet is made of gold bars weighing a total of 5 kilogram separately, which makes it easier for him to use. "If I sell a few more gold shops, I can almost finish the business, and the money will probably be enough for me to pay off my loan." "But you can't do this kind of thing often, otherwise it will be noticed by the relevant departments, and then you will be charged with the crime of unidentified property." He only plans to sell it this time. Finally, he looked at the two kilograms of unprocessed spiritual rice with excitement.
This is a spiritual food eaten by immortal cultivators! Yang Keun Suk had decided from the beginning to get this thing out and show it to the Taoist priest. 'Taoist' is the nickname of Yang Keun-suk's college roommate, a top student who has continued his studies after graduation. He is now a postdoctoral fellow at Shihmen Agricultural University, majoring in seed science. (End of this chapter)