“It’s still not successful.”

Liu Jiang rubbed his red eyes, a little disappointed and a little urgent.

The spiritual power magic trick is easy to get started, but it is difficult to achieve small results and requires certain opportunities.

Many people can never reach the level of small success if they get started for a lifetime.

Just like Liujia Village, there are more than 120 households and more than 700 villagers, but there are less than 100 people who have achieved a small success in the Spirit-Devouring Method.

He started practicing at the age of ten. He practiced for eight months and had been getting started for three years.

He felt that he was about to break through, but he was just a little bit short of feeling.

But just a little bit of feeling, many people will never be able to break through in their lifetime.

"Xiao Jiang, I've had breakfast, I've cooked rice porridge for you, and my father and I are going to work." Wang Xiumei shouted outside, and after shouting, she hurriedly left with Liu Sande.

"Old man, go quickly. If it's too late, there will be no work to do." Wang Xiumei urged while walking.

Liu Jiang's luck was very good. No one expected that he could pick up so many good things in such a place.

"Yeah." Liu Sande nodded repeatedly and speeded up.

They were working for Liu Baozhang's family. If they went too late, they would probably not be able to get the work.

Because there is no spiritual field, not only their family, but some of them have fewer fields at home. After planting their own spiritual field, they will also go to Liu Baochang’s house to work.

Just like yesterday, they went there very early, but they were still assigned a small piece of spiritual field, and the two finished it at twelve o'clock noon.

The patriarch is such a powerful figure, and he personally protects the Dharma and helps him refine the marrow cleaning pill. This makes him feel particularly honored, and he is grateful from the bottom of his heart.

He finally knew why his father, mother and members of the Liu family loved the patriarch so much.

"Little guy, work hard and strive to become a silver or even a gold-level strongman to serve the family." Liu Ze encouraged.

"Class leader, I must work hard. I want to become a black gold-level warrior and serve the family." The fourteen-year-old boy said excitedly.

Liu Ze was stunned when he heard this. Although Liu Jiang's qualifications were doubled after taking the marrow-cleaning pill, he was not very strong even if he doubled his foundation. He could only be considered a medium-lower level. The bronze level is almost the limit, and it is even more difficult to become a silver level.

However, young people must have ambition and dreams.

Liu Ze's face suddenly became serious, and he stepped forward and patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder and said seriously, "Those who have ambition can achieve success. I'll wait for you to become a black gold-level warrior."

"Yes." Listening to Liu Ze's words, the fourteen-year-old boy spoke loudly, so excited.

"Okay, go and wash up, work hard after you go back, and tell the world with practical actions that you, Liu Jiang, are a genius."

Liu Ze patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder and said.

"Yes." The fourteen-year-old boy was very excited, and then followed Liu Xiao to wash.

"Haha, this little guy." When Liu Jiang left, Liu Ze smiled happily. He remembered the old patriarch's old patriarch. The old patriarch also told him that he had become a black gold-level warrior.

But more than twenty years have passed, and he is just a golden three-star warrior.

Liu Ze shook his head, then remembered his precious children, and walked to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, a ten-year-old girl sat inside the ancestral hall while gnawing on pig's trotters while sobbing sadly, while a boy comforted her.

Liu Ze shook his head speechlessly outside the ancestral hall, then coughed.

Hearing the familiar cough, the two of them suddenly panicked. The young man snatched the pig's trotters and hid behind a spirit sign in the ancestral hall.

The two of them quickly knelt down and copied the clan rules seriously.

While the little girl was chewing things in her mouth, she wanted to eat them all before her father came in.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong, she turned her head and saw Liu Ze.

Liu Yue's mouth suddenly closed and she didn't dare to move, but her cheeks were bulging, like a pulp rat stealing food.

There was oil on her lips from pig's trotters, and her little face was so cried that it looked like a little cat.

Liu Ze was a little funny, but he still held back. He was the patriarch, so his children had to educate them well and let them understand the clan rules.

He said in a deep voice with a cold face, "If you don't accept the punishment properly, what should you do if you steal food in the ancestral hall?"

Seeing Liu Ze's angry look, Liu Xing and Liu Yue were both a little scared and dared not speak.

"Liu Xing, tell me how to punish me."

"Thirty-fighting." Liu Xing gritted his teeth and said, "I brought the things and had nothing to do with Xiao Yue. Just just suck my braids."

"It's good, I'm responsible, but if I make mistakes, I should be punished. I will copy the clan rules first. After writing, I will come to me with a whip." Liu Ze said.

"Okay." Liu Xing nodded with his teeth, and then he looked at Liu Ze stubbornly, "I recognize you whip me a hundred times, but I can't understand why you don't give the marrow cleansing pill to outsiders. Is it better than that Liu Jiang in your eyes?"

"That's his thing, not mine, nor Xiaoyue's." Liu Ze said, "Don't worry, Liu Zhen, as the patriarch, I'll keep it for him. I can't even have a slight difference. Even if I lose it, I have to find a way to buy him one. Do you understand?"

"If you hadn't done your job, Liu Zhen would have almost been beaten to death, and you would have to come back to the marrow-cleaning pill, and it was not Liu Zhen who wanted to come back." Liu Xing was still dissatisfied, "You can give him one, so why do you have to give him both?"

Liu Ze said in a deep voice: "He is our tribe member. The tribe member is bullied. I, the tribe leader, have to find this place for them. However, the Nangong family is powerful and I, the tribe leader, is useless. I can't find this place. I can only ask for two marrow-cleaning pills. Why do I have the face to take this pill myself?"

"Their family is disabled, and only Liu Yu has some talent." Liu Xing said, "Even if you don't give it to them, they won't dare to say anything. They dare to talk nonsense and destroy them."

Late at night, the pine oil burned slowly, and occasionally made a crisp crackling sound.

Liu Jiang sat cross-legged on the bed, and the little golden beetle lay on Liu Jiang's thigh and slept soundly. He was tortured by the two little red birds, and his whole body was almost disintegrating, tired and painful.

On the table, Big Red was sleeping like a dog. Xiao Hong kept staring at the little golden beetle, very dedicated.

Liu Jiang was holding a jade slip in his hand, and spiritual power poured into his mind, lines of words appeared in his mind, which were particularly clear.

At the top, three large golden characters, dead grass.

"The essence of grass and trees is..."

Liu Jiang flipped through the dead grass word by word, not daring to miss the slightest.

An hour passed without any progress.

"It's been three years since I started, and I don't know when I will be able to achieve a small success." Liu Jiang was a little depressed.

To become an apprentice of a spirit plant master, six conditions must be met.

First, watering, you need to master the small-successful spiritual rain technique and give spiritual plants to the spiritual rain at any time.

The second is to rehmannia, which requires contracted monsters such as golden beetles, spiritual earthworms, etc.

The third is to catch insects, which require contracted monsters such as Red Feathered Spirit Birds and Gugu Chicken who are good at catching insects.

Fourth, weeding requires mastering small-scale dead grass decisions.

The fifth is cultivation, the minimum cultivation level of the four-star black iron star ensures sufficient spiritual power output.

Sixth, knowledge, basic knowledge of planting spiritual fruits and spiritual valleys.

Liu Jiang has two red feathered spirit birds in his hand, and the Spirit Rain Jue has been achieved very little, and his basic knowledge is also solid, so he has achieved three conditions.

His cultivation is the Black Iron Three Star, and he is still one level away.

Getting started with dead grass requires small success.

The Golden Beetle just got it, and it's still far from signing the soul contract.

One month, one month.

Liu Jiang felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

"I don't believe it." A hint of cruelty flashed in Liu Jiang's lively eyes.

One hour, two hours, Liu Jiang continued to comprehend with red eyes.

Three hours, four hours, five hours.

The sky outside was a little white and the birds began to move.

"Shut up." Liu Ze's face suddenly became dark, and the two of them were trembling with a trembling shout.

The two of them had never seen Liu Ze so angry that they were so scared that they dared not speak.

"Tell me, what is the first clan rule written?" Liu Zhen said with a calm face.

"Intentionally killing tribe members is a death sentence." Liu Xing said.

"You remember that intentional killing tribe members is a death penalty. If you dare to kill tribe members on purpose, I can only punish you for death, and the rules of the clan are correct."

Liu Ze's voice was very cold and serious. Liu Xing was so scared that his whole body trembled.

On the side, Liu Yue was also trembling and did not dare to speak.

"You must remember, remember clearly."

"knew."

Both of them are Zheng's key points.

Looking at the two of them tremblingly, Liu Ze explained carefully, "Liu Zhen's legs were cut off by the robbers to protect the family's goods. He is the hero of our Liu family, not our enemy. If the hero is disabled, we have to help him. If someone bullies him, we have to stand up for him. Do you understand?"

"A word is determined." Liu Ze stretched out his little finger and hooked Liu Yue for a moment.

The amount of land they get is very small, so naturally the money they earn is also less. Yesterday, the two of them earned a total of two taels of spiritual rice.

Liu Jiang rubbed his face a few times, put the little golden beetle that was still sleeping on his thighs in the crystal box, put it in his arms, and then washed his face with cold water.
To be continued...