This market is very distinctive, and it seems that it specially prepares some things that monks need. However, the quality of the items is worrying, and they are obviously very cheap things. No wonder Huang Sanlang wears tattered clothes, not like a monk, but like a refugee. There are all kinds of seeds, but the price is not low. Chen Ming has planted them before, and the prices of various seeds are not unfamiliar. The prices of seeds here doubled compared to the normal level.

Chen Ming would not look far for the price difference. He bought some corn and rice seeds, which were enough to plant more than ten acres of land. He also bought a lot of fruits and vegetables, which made the vendors selling seeds happy.

There are many monks in Zhou Nanshan, but it is rare to find a few times. Therefore, the small market cannot make much money from them. After all, these people live in seclusion in the mountains and cannot make money. They can only buy some necessary materials by getting the crops they planted in exchange for money at the market.

Chen Ming bought some necessary daily necessities for Huang Sanlang. It is not necessary to practice hard to truly practice Taoism. Taoists do not care about external things, but there is no need to deliberately turn themselves into ascetics.

"How to sell these chickens?" Chen Ming saw someone carrying some chickens on the roadside selling them, so he leaned over and asked.

"This is a chicken cub, and it's still impossible to eat." The owner of the chicken cub glanced at Chen Ming and frowned. He felt that it was a bit cruel to sell the chicken cub to a practitioner like Chen Ming.

"I don't eat chickens either. I'm going to raise them." Chen Ming said.

"You are going to raise chickens? What are you going to raise? There is no way to grow too many crops on the mountain. If you feed all the food to chickens and ducks, you will have to drink the northwest wind by yourself. And there is no place for people in the mountain to live. Where do you raise these chickens? I want to make money, but I can't watch you eat my chickens. Isn't this a sin?" The person who sells chickens is quite kind.

Chen Ming felt a little strange. Most people sell things and get the money. Regardless of whether you eat raw or live: "If I just want to eat meat, can I just buy a few chickens? Chen Ming said angrily."

"Uh, I thought you were obsessed with it." The man smiled.

"I have a cave on the mountain. The cave is very big, so it's okay to raise a few chickens. I have opened a few acres of wasteland and I can't finish the food I grow. Raise a few more chickens and have eggs to eat every day in the future." Chen Ming said.

"This is almost the same." The person who bought the chicken was relieved.

The chickens were sold at a cheap price. Chen Ming originally thought that he was kind-hearted, but he didn't expect that he could not avoid the common people. He should still slaughter, and he was not ruthless than others.

Chen Ming didn't bargain and bought the things directly. When he met a big duck, Chen Ming bought another male, three female and four ducks. He was going to feed the duck to lay eggs. He didn't know how long it would take to wait to grow the chicken. The duck might be able to lay eggs after feeding it for a while.

Mandangdang bought a load of things, which was 100 or 200 kilograms. Ordinary people couldn't carry them, but Chen Ming still had to carry them up the mountain. But what others didn't see was that when Chen Ming's load went away inexplicably. Chen Ming seemed to be carrying a load of things, but in fact they were all very light things. Four ducks and more than a dozen chickens. These things weighed 100 or 20 kilograms in total. The rest had long been secretly placed in the storage ring by Chen Ming.

Chen Ming returned to the mountain early, and Huang Sanlang couldn't help but frown when he saw what Chen Ming bought.

"You, why did you buy such things? This duck can still be eaten, how can you eat this chicken?" Huang Sanlang said with laughter and cry.

"You can eat it. I fed this duck for eggs, and I'm going to raise this chicken." Chen Ming said.

"But there is nothing in the mountains. What are you going to feed chickens and ducks?" Huang Sanlang asked.

"You don't have to worry about this. I bought a lot of food. Don't worry about having nothing to feed chickens and ducks. When the things I bought were finished, the crops in the field should grow." Chen Ming used a trick, and a large bag of miscellaneous grains suddenly appeared on the ground. The seeds that Chen Ming bought were also piled on the ground.

"How did you get it back? How could you pick it up so much?" Huang Sanlang asked in surprise as he looked at the platinum-heavy supplies on the ground.

Chen Ming is very terrible when buying things. If you buy some here and there, the people in that market didn’t come together to take a closer look at the things Chen Ming bought, it would be impossible to know how many things Chen Ming picked up to the mountain.

"Hehe, it's not surprising that we monks are a little confused about it." Chen Ming smiled.

I believe your evil. Huang Sanlang rolled his eyes, knowing that it is impossible for him to pick up the weight he could not bear. But he did not ask. The secret magic of those who practice Taoism are all secrets that are not passed on. Unless others are willing to say it, it is not appropriate to ask it on his own initiative.

Chen Ming dug a stone chamber on the stone wall specifically for feeding chickens and ducks. The chickens and ducks were not allowed to be released after they had been caught. They had to be kept for a few days first. Only when the chickens and ducks became familiar with the place and regarded the stone cave as their home can they be released for a walk.

Chen Ming planned to plant all the crop seeds in the spiritual field.

Seeing that Chen Ming was going to plant crops, Huang Sanlang hurriedly stopped him.

"This is not the season for growing rice. If you grow rice this season, you can't grow it at all." Huang Sanlang quickly explained to Chen Ming the normal season for growing rice.

Chen Ming smiled: "I am a spiritual field. It is the same in the spiritual field any season outside. No matter what crop it is, it can be planted in the spiritual field at any time without being restricted by the season."

Huang Sanlang had never seen Lingtian at all, and he had no idea of ​​the magic of Lingtian.

"Just try it? I've bought a lot of this kind of seeds anyway. At worst, I just waste a few kilograms of seeds." Chen Ming smiled.

Huang Sanlang helped Chen Ming plant all kinds of seeds, and the five acres of spiritual fields were planted. However, Huang Sanlang was a little worried whether these seeds that were not planted in the season could grow seedlings.

The next day, Huang Sanlang happily ran into the cave where Chen Ming practiced.

"It sprouts, sprouts, and all sprouts. The crops we planted yesterday all sprouted overnight, which is amazing. On weekdays, it takes several days to sprout. Unexpectedly, all the crops in the spiritual fields sprouted overnight, and they grew very fast. When I went to see them just now, they had already grown one finger taller." Huang Sanlang's face was filled with smiles.

At this moment, Huang Sanlang didn't look like a monk at all, but rather an old farmer.

After two days, the four ducks and the group of chickens were already accustomed to the environment here. Although the accommodation conditions here were extremely simple, there was plenty of spiritual energy here, allowing them to recover quickly from panic. The four ducks were originally old ducks that lay eggs. After locking in the cave for two days, they immediately recovered from laying eggs. Three female ducks laid three duck eggs.

The duck eggs were born hot. Before the duck eggs became cold, Chen Ming used an alchemy stove to cook them into tea eggs. The two of them ate one and a half duck eggs. The fragrance of the duck eggs is really reminiscent.

"It's delicious, but there are fewer ducks." Huang Sanlang suddenly felt that Chen Ming bought less ducks. Two people had to eat three or four to eat enough.

"Don't worry, when the chickens grow up, more than a dozen chickens lay eggs together. It's enough for us to eat." Chen Ming also thought that the duck eggs tasted very good when they were refining with an alchemy stove. It was because the guy who didn't have egg boiling thought of using an alchemy stove to cook the eggs. He didn't expect that after such refining, the duck eggs tasted so good.

Chen Ming and Huang Sanlang seem to be busy with three meals a day every day, serving crops every day, without talking about the sutras and the Tao, nor did they discuss the way of immortality. It is not like practicing Taoism here, but rather like living here. This life is still enjoyable.

But the more peaceful and unpursuing, the way in your heart will grow day by day. To seek the way, you need to have no utilitarian mind. If you do nothing in your heart, the way will be accomplished.

Since that time, after accidentally leaving the body in Tea Tree Village, Chen Ming would leave the body after a while. The soul that often leaves the body is like seedlings planted outdoors. Don’t look at it as weak and tender when it was first unearthed, and it seems impossible to withstand the severe cold and harsh environmental conditions. However, the buds can continue to thrive, not only not afraid of the severe cold wind and rain, but also the scorching sun, but eventually grow into a towering tree.

When Chen Ming's soul just left his body, he was a little weak, and a ray of sunlight seemed to burn it out. However, as Chen Ming's soul often left his body, his soul became stronger and stronger. At the beginning, he could only leave his body before he vomited white blood in the east. Until now, as long as he was not under the scorching sun, his soul would not feel the pain of being burned.

Chen Ming's soul came out of his body and then came out of the cave. He first went to the cave where chickens and ducks raised. The group of chickens and ducks seemed to feel something. Looking around, he couldn't see Chen Ming. He was very confused.

These little animals are indeed very sensitive and can actually feel Chen Ming's soul.

Chen Ming continued to float forward, he couldn't figure out how his soul moved. Anyway, as long as he had a thought, the soul would float to where he wanted to go.

In the spiritual field, Huang Sanlang was taking care of the crops.

In fact, there is not a single weed in the spiritual field, and the soil is loose and there is no need to turn over the soil at all. The soil is always kept in the best state, so there is no need to worry about the soil drying up. The spiritual field is really the best planting environment. No wonder spiritual medicine can be planted.

The crops in the field are growing too fast. Not to mention the fast growth, the crops are growing very well.

Chen Ming floated into the spiritual field. The spiritual energy in the spiritual field gathered a large amount of water vapor to cover the sunshine in the sky. Even if the sun came out at this time, Chen Ming didn't have to worry that the sunshine would cause harm to him.

Huang Sanlang seemed to feel something, and looked up and looked around. He felt a little confused, because he just felt something in the sky staring at him, which made his back feel cold. My mother, after practicing in the mountains for so many years, actually targeted the female ghost? If you want to hook, go to hook fellow Taoist Chen, do you do it? I am so old that I can’t play with it!

"Swoosh!"

A cold wind blew past Huang Sanlang, blowing the seedlings to the east and west.

Huang Sanlang said with a thunderous voice, sat on the ground, and shouted to the sky in horror: "Don't come, don't come!"

Chen Ming looked at Huang Sanlang's silly appearance and burst into laughter.

Chen Ming, who was in a state of soul, could not make a sound, but it could cause soul resonance. However, what he sensed was the extremely terrifying laughter of a fierce ghost.

"Don't come over. I am a monk and know the Tao. You are a lonely ghost. It's better to go away. Don't mislead yourself. I pity you for your hard work and don't want to let your souls go away. Let's leave quickly!" Huang Sanlang was almost scared to tears. His harsh and cowardly look was so happy.

Chen Ming teased Huang Sanlang for a while and then walked away. If he used his soul to tease this guy every day, would he be scared to death?

As soon as Chen Ming took back his soul, Huang Sanlang ran back happily.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, we may not have many days to get together. You should go down the mountain while you are still young. Practicing Taoism is a way to no return." Huang Sanlang suddenly felt that after practicing for hundreds of years, he chose a way to no return. His original intention of practicing Taoism was about to be completely destroyed.

"Fellow Taoist Huang, you must have firm beliefs in practicing Taoism and never forget your original aspirations. Our ideal is the Great Way of Eternal Life. Although the road is tortuous and long, as long as we persist, we will eventually see the sun." Chen Ming said.

"You are still too young. The so-called Great Way of Eternity is just some beautiful fantasies of the old guys who practice martial arts. If you can really live forever, where have the old guys who write martial arts gone now?" Huang Sanlang had long been a little shaken about the great way he pursued. The heart of Tao is very fatal to monks. You have begun to doubt what you pursue. How can you practice well?

Chen Ming did not expect that when he was scared by his soul, Huang Sanlang actually shook his heart directly. Chen Ming could see it, but when Dao Xin was shaken, Huang Sanlang's skills began to slowly dissipate.

This scared Chen Ming and quickly explained to Huang Sanlang: "Old Huang, don't worry. I was wrong just now, so I shouldn't have left my body and deliberately scared you."

When Chen Ming told the story just now, Huang Sanlang was shocked on the spot.

He pointed at Chen Ming for a long time and said, "You, you, you bastard, don't know that people are scary! By the way, you can actually leave your soul. Have you reached the soul stage until you break through?"

Huang Sanlang's Taoist heart was finally saved. Although his cultivation level had dropped a lot, it did not completely disappear. His fortune was saved.

"You old guy, after practicing for so many years, your heart of Tao is so unstable. When you encounter such a little thing, you actually give up directly. No wonder you have been practicing for so many years, your Taoism is so weak." Chen Ming said bluntly.
Chapter completed!