"We must come tomorrow morning." The old man's old face was full of sorrow. The rise of spiritual rice was not good. Now there were spiritual insects in the spiritual field again, so he was almost worried.

"Don't worry, I will arrive on time tomorrow morning." Liu Jiang said.

"Jijiji..." The two children's fists-sized red sparrows flew to Liu Jiang's head and jumped around, shouting at the old man, as if repeating Liu Jiang's words.

These two little guys, named Chiyu Lingque, are the low-level monsters of black iron, and Liu Jiang's contract soul beast.

He has no combat power, but he is good at catching insects. Liu Jiang and two little guys can earn some hard-earned money and subsidize his family.

The old man turned his head and hurriedly left with a hoe.

Liu Jiang put the spiritual rice into a solid purple bamboo frame.

The purple bamboo frame was very large and very strong. Liu Jiang put the sack aside, got into the frame by himself, sat cross-legged, and turned his head and said, "Dahong, Xiaohong, let's go."

The two sparrows flew forward, and Liu Jiang tied the thin rope tied to the four corners of the purple bamboo frame to the claws of the red sparrow.

Two red-feathered spirit birds fluttered, and accompanied by the squeaking sound of bamboo, the purple bamboo frame slowly rose into the air.

Amid the squeaking sound of bamboo, two birds fluttered hard, and the purple bamboo frame was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes left and right, flying crookedly towards the east of Liujia Village.

Liu Jiangting is experienced and sat steadily in the purple bamboo frame. He is not afraid that the two little sparrows can't hold on and fall down and kill him. The two little sparrows look small, but as a low-level black iron monster, he still has the strength to have a handful of strength. A red-feathered spirit bird can easily grab more than 200 kilograms of things.

He has eighty kilograms, a bag of spiritual rice is about one hundred kilograms, and the total is less than two hundred kilograms. There is still no big problem with the two red feathered spiritual birds together.

Liu Jiang sat in the shaking purple bamboo frame and flew out of Liujia Village, watching the farmers who were farming in the spiritual fields.

I just found that old man Liu Jiang, and his spiritual power was circulating. A small spiritual cloud condensed on his spiritual field, and then a drizzle of spiritual rain started.

"Grandpa Three." Liu Jiang shouted in the air.

"The spirit insects in the ground are running too fast and can't be caught at all. Remember to come back early." The old man did not forget what he told Liu Jiang.

"I understand." Liu Jiang waved his hand and signaled the old man to rest assured.

Liu Jiang sat in the purple bamboo frame, gradually moving away.

Along the way, you can see farmers working in the spiritual fields everywhere.

Some farmers, like old men, donate spiritual rain over their own spiritual fields.

Some farmers' hands are filled with green light. When their big hands touch the weeds, the weeds will wither in an instant, and then turn into ashes and dissipate.

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.

“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.

"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.

"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?"

The two of them were silent and stopped talking.

"We are indifferent to those heroes who died for the family and were bullied by them, and even ran over to bully them themselves. Who dares to be heroes and who dares to live for the family?"

"Everyone only wants to himself, and the hearts of people will disperse and the family will disperse."

"You Wen Bo and Uncle Hai have better qualifications than me and higher cultivation than me, but you are willing to assist me and let me be the head of this family. That is because they believe in me and I can lead the family well." Liu Ze said, "It's not because of how strong I am, but because they believe that I can tie everyone in the family together."

After the family's houses were sold, thanks to these two little guys, their family's life would definitely be even harder.

When Dahong and Xiaohong heard Liu Jiang's words, they suddenly became happy, jumping around and cheering, and catching insects became more and more excited.

Liu Jiang said a few words to the old man, put the straw cushion in his hand on the ground, sat cross-legged on the ground, calmed his mind, and circulated the spiritual power and magic tricks facing the rising sun.

There is still one month left to be the assessment of the Fairy Spirit Cave, so he can't waste his time.

The spiritual power magic practiced by Liu Jiang is called the Eastern Holy Spirit Magic. It is the first level of the spiritual power magic practiced by the Eastern Holy Emperor of the Eastern Holy Kingdom in his early years. It has a fast cultivation speed and is especially suitable for black iron-level warriors. It is the most widely circulated spiritual power magic technique in the Eastern Holy Kingdom.

The first level of the East Holy Spirit Decision can be practiced directly to the bronze level without any obstacles.

Liu Jiang was calm and slowly, as if he had entered a vast starry sky, with the galaxy flowing and the stars dotted.

The spiritual power slowly moves along a fixed route, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth enters the body along the pores, enters the meridians, and slowly flows through the meridians. The complex spiritual power becomes pure and clean little by little.

Every time a cycle is completed, part of the tempered gentle and pure spiritual power will be integrated into the body, slowly strengthening his body, and the remaining part will flow into the dantian.

The warrior of the third level of Black Iron can only operate three cycles in each cultivation, and three cycles in a row. Liu Jiang's divine thoughts have retreated from the vast starry sky.

Feeling the spiritual power in the Dantian, Liu Jiang sighed inwardly.

It has been two years since I was stuck at the peak of the Black Iron Three Star. Just like the Dead Grass, I feel like I am about to break through, but I can't take that step.

The three-star to four-star black iron are the nodes from low-level to intermediate-level black iron, and the biggest shackle on the road of cultivation. Many people will never be able to break through in their entire lives.

Liu Jiang looked up and looked at the busy old man in the field. The old man had been stuck in the third floor of the black iron for a lifetime. Because his cultivation was too low, his wife had never been asked for it and he had been a bachelor for the rest of his life.
To be continued...