After an inauspicious start, Ye Feng ushered in a wonderful era.

  Ling Zhi Peak didn't have many difficult tasks either, the hundred or so mu of spiritual fields were being sun-dried, and under Yin Mengli's instructions, Ye Feng came to complete the soil-turning work.

  This gave Ye Feng more than ten days of free time, and every day he only needed to put the Earth Dragon into the Spiritual Field, waiting for the time to come back, and the efficiency was still quite good.

  Of course, the earth dragon is not omnipotent either. The earth dragon also needs to rest and can only work for two hours a day before returning to the breeding pool to recover its strength. However, the earth dragon does not need to be fed food, as its food is the roots of the medicinal herbs in the spiritual field. After being digested by the earth dragon, the roots of the medicinal herbs become feces, and all the spiritual fields that have been turned over by the earth dragon are invisibly upgraded in quality, making it more conducive to the growth of medicinal herbs.

  Once he had some free time, Ye Feng didn't waste it. He divided his time into two parts and spent one hour every morning practicing calligraphy on talisman papers.

  This time, it's not the talisman for raising earth dragons, but a higher-level talisman. If you want to use these talismans to earn crystal stones, you must find the right crowd. According to Ye Feng's idea, it is to produce according to the potential customers' needs.

  Even if you create a unique and unparalleled talisman, if there is no demand for it from cultivators, it's not as useful as toilet paper. On the other hand, as long as something is in demand by everyone, even if its quality is slightly lower, it will have a huge market. The market dictates production, and Ye Feng can understand this point.

  Every day after finishing his calligraphy practice, Ye Feng would always practice Black Tiger Fist for an hour.

  Although he didn't take Black Tiger Fist seriously at first, Ye Feng watched it from start to finish for self-protection purposes.

  When he finished reading the boxing techniques of Hei Hu Quan, he was surprised to find that although Hei Hu Quan only had thirty-six moves, each move was a masterpiece, with concise and fierce techniques, requiring practitioners to have an aura like a tiger descending a mountain, killing with one strike.

  This is absolutely not just a simple self-defense technique, but a magic trick for defeating the enemy.

  Ye Feng is infatuated with Black Tiger Fist, his viewpoint being that if one doesn't move then nothing will happen, but when moving, one must win, and using the shortest amount of time to knock down the opponent is the most suitable technique.

  Two masters fighting each other, not from the same school, can't leave any room for mercy, it's do or die, if you don't hit the other person, you'll be at a disadvantage.

  Ye Feng eats everything, but he won't eat a loss. From the several times he's made a move, it can be seen that no matter who bullies Ye Feng, they will end up losing.

  Yue Feng, a martial artist by origin, found it not too difficult to practice the Black Tiger Fist. As the saying goes, "one method is universal, all methods are universal", originally all martial arts have more or less similarities. Yue Feng was also extremely intelligent and in his own crisis, he had put in hard work.

  In just ten short days, Ye Feng mastered all the moves of Hei Hu Quan, although he couldn't grasp the essence of it, but as he punched his way through, it looked quite authentic.

  Every afternoon is the same, quietly passing in the library.

  Ye Feng believes that whether it is an ordinary person or a monk, being able to grasp more knowledge is the foundation of settling down and establishing oneself. Just like in that world, a Ph.D. will always have a better life than a high school student, whether it's finding a job or starting one's own business.

  Ye Feng reads books quickly and widely. At first, he only read those classics about raising spiritual beasts. Later on, after finishing all the classics in this area, he shifted his focus to other areas.

  Even some exercise books that are only useful for monks were not spared, he would eventually walk on the path of monks, first memorize these exercises, and they will definitely be used in the future, it is indeed a skill that does not oppress one's body.

  After more than ten days, Ye Feng had painted a thick stack of talismans, which looked like it could have at least several hundred sheets.

  Most of the books on the first floor of the library have been read by him.

  And when doing any work, he will maintain a state, always keeping the rhythm of breathing consistent with the absorption of spiritual energy.

  That is to say, Ye Feng was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all times.

  As for this point, Sun Qi was also deeply shocked. To think that not to mention a martial artist, even at his level, it's impossible to achieve this. Wanting to always absorb spiritual energy can only be done by closing the door.

  Ye Feng, however, was able to be in a state of seclusion at any time, although he didn't know how Ye Feng did it, but Sun Qi knew that Ye Feng's current state was extremely good, as long as he gathered the crystal stones, he could try to impact the gathering of air.

  This Ye Feng is not simple, if he wasn't born with a useless body, his future would be boundless, what a pity! Sun Qi sighed silently.

  Looking at the talismans accumulated in his hands, Ye Feng had the intention of going to Fang City. In recent days, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was extremely abundant, and there was a kind of urge lurking within him.

  Crystal, there's enough crystal, it seems like the time has come.

  Arrived at Elder Sun Qi's place, explained the intention to Sun Qi, going back and forth to the town would take at least seven or eight days, the mischievous one needed to be taken care of, and Ye Feng couldn't possibly disappear for several days without being seen.

  Sun Qi approved Ye Feng's leave.

  Ye Feng then came to Ling Zhi Peak and found Mei Zi Ruo.

  "Elder Sister Mei, I have something to attend to and need to leave for a few days."

  "What about the work in the spiritual field." Mei Qi's expression seemed cold and icy, but she had never made things difficult for Ye Feng.

  "This is where I need your help, sister." Ye Feng said with a smile.

  "What, you want me to go work?" Mei Zhi Ruo's eyebrows furrowed tightly, how dare Ye Feng say such a thing. As a disciple of Ling Zhi Peak, Mei Zhi Ruo had never done any manual labor before, at most she would just arrange some tasks for Ling Zhi Fu.

  "Master sister, you're wrong, someone as great as you can't go and do that kind of rough work." Ye Feng said.

  "What's your idea?" Mei Zhi Ruo didn't understand Ye Feng's thoughts.

  "The turned over spiritual fields aren't already planted with medicinal herbs, do they? They need to be watered every day. I was thinking of asking Shizi to communicate with Yin Changlao and see if this task can be handed over to me." Ye Feng explained his intention.

  "Oh, this is easy, just follow me to see Elder Yin." Mei Zhi Ruo replied to Ye Feng.

  However, Mei Zhi Ruo didn't understand that Ye Feng not only had to leave for a few days but also had to accept the task of watering Ling Tian's fields. How could he complete it? But having witnessed Ye Feng's astonishing performances multiple times, Mei Zhi Ruo believed he could do it.

  "Ye Feng, you're not here, who will help you water the spiritual field?" asked Yin Mengli.

  The irrigation of Lingtian has strict regulations, and it can only be irrigated before noon every day. In the afternoon, it is not allowed.

  So even if all eight spirit cultivators were mobilized in the morning, it would still be impossible to irrigate over a hundred mu of spiritual fields.

  On average, a spiritual farmer is about ten mu up and down.

  "Elder Yin, I have one more thing to ask of you," said Ye Feng.

  "What's wrong." Yin Mengli asked.

  "The disciple wants to complete all the irrigation of Lingtian alone." As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, Mei Zhi Ruo's face changed.

  It's overestimating one's capabilities. One person trying to complete the work of a dozen people, even if Ye Feng has already brought about several miracles, no matter who it is, they wouldn't believe it.

  "Are you aware of the importance of irrigating the spiritual fields at this time? If you're not careful, all the spiritual herbs will be ruined. Can you take on that responsibility?" Yin Mengli was infuriated by Ye Feng's request.

  "Elder, I am completely confident in this. If I fail, I am willing to accept the punishment," Ye Feng said solemnly.

  Mei Zhi Ruo was taken aback for a moment, looking at Ye Feng, she didn't know why, but she somehow believed that Ye Feng could do it, although she hadn't thought of what method he would use.

  "Since you said that, I'll give you a chance. Go to the spiritual field now. If you can irrigate all of these spiritual fields before noon, then I'll hand over this task to you."

  Yin Mengli walked in front, Mei Zhi Ruo and Ye Feng followed behind her.

  "Everyone, stop! Today's task of irrigating the spiritual fields will be handed over to Ye Feng." Although Yin Mengli didn't raise her voice, her words still spread to every corner of the spiritual fields. Even the distant spirit planters stopped their work simultaneously.

  It's well-known that Elder Yin Mengli would never interfere with the work of a Lingzhi husband who is currently working, and she basically wouldn't show up here either.

  Feifei ran over from a distance, looking at the three people in confusion.

  "Yefeng, it's up to you now how you work."

  Ye Feng nodded, but he didn't see him pick up any tools.

  The water for irrigating the spiritual field comes from a spring on top of the mountain and flows into the spiritual field through canals. The work of the spiritual cultivator is to adjust the canals, allowing the water to flow into the spiritual field.

  At this time, Ling Zhi Fu's standard dress was to roll up his pants legs and hold a hoe in his hand.

  Ye Feng neither took out any tools nor rolled up his pant legs to enter the spiritual field, leaving everyone bewildered.

  "Everyone leave Lingtian and come out here, be careful not to get caught in the rain." Ye Feng shouted at several Ling plant husbands.

  "Yefeng, you're joking, right? The sky is clear and sunny, where's the rain?" Feifei said with a mocking tone, pointing at the sky.

  Elder Yin Mengli also furrowed her brow, unable to understand what Ye Feng was trying to do.

  Mei Zhi felt even more regretful for bringing Ye Feng to see Elder Yin Mengli. If something went wrong, she would also be responsible.

  In doubt, everyone left Ling Tian, quietly waiting for Ye Feng's performance.

  Ye Feng hehe smiled, raised his arm high, and loudly chanted: "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, the Great Supreme Elder Lord manifests divine spirit, clouds when needed, rain when desired."

  Very divine appearance.

  "Who is Taishang Laojun?" Feifei asked in confusion.

  Wrong, Ye Feng forgot that this was no longer the original world, who would know Tai Shang Lao Jun.

  But seeing everyone's attention focused on himself, Ye Feng was quite pleased.

  No one made a sound.

  After striking a pose, Ye Feng casually reached into his chest and pulled out a talisman paper, which floated towards the sky above Ling Tian.

  Suddenly, the talisman paper flew rapidly in the air and expanded, the thin paper instantly transformed into a cluster of dark clouds, enveloping the ten-acre spiritual field.

  "It's really snowing!" Feifei exclaimed.

  "Chop, naive little girl who has never seen the world." Ye Feng said disdainfully in a low voice, but didn't expect to be heard clearly by Yin Mengli.

  His wrist shook, and sheet after sheet of talismans flew up into the air above the spiritual field with Ye Feng's palm. Before long, more than a hundred acres of spiritual fields were shrouded in dark clouds.

  What was most shocking was that this large mass of dark clouds seemed to have been cast with a powerful spell, constantly churning above the spiritual field, yet never exceeding its boundaries.

  "There's a cloud but no rain is coming down, what's the use?" Fei Fei was an impatient person, after waiting for a while, she only saw the dark clouds rolling over, but still didn't see any rain, and squeezed Ye Feng.

  "Don't worry, it's coming." Ye Feng was busy for a while, picking from a pile of talismans.

  Then he threw several talismans towards the cloud cluster.

  Mei Zhi Ruo didn't know how Ye Feng managed to do all these things, but she wasn't surprised by his performance.

  Yin Mengli's face also gradually showed a smile, even if Ye Feng didn't bring the rain, just this move alone was precious.

  Ye Feng's talisman paper thrown towards the dark cloud had just made contact with it when a loud "crack" was heard, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and a muffled thunderclap sounded.

  "Whoa......"

  Pea-sized raindrops fell from the cloud cluster.

  "How is it possible? It's really raining." Feifei said in disbelief, muttering to herself.

  A gentle breeze blew, and the raindrops carried a hint of coolness. The rain threads fluttered across everyone's faces.

  After a brief coolness, it startled everyone, and after touching the fine silk rain on their faces, it was so real, absolutely not an illusion.

  Fifi's fingertips were dripping with small water droplets, dispelling her inner doubts.

  It's already mid-morning, and normally it should be getting hotter by now.

  Although as a monk, I am no longer concerned about changes in temperature.

  But at this time, the gentle breeze mixed with fine rain brings a coolness that is not just a pleasant feeling on the skin, but also seems to cleanse the soul, giving it an extraordinary purification.

  Soft rain under the bright sunshine.

  The three women present were all infatuated with it, too strange. If a guy riding a white horse appeared at this time, it would be extremely romantic.

  The prince didn't come, and Tang Monk didn't come either.

  Ye Feng is here.

  "Elder Yin, do you think this is okay?" The question was asked with unparalleled smugness.

  Several people were annoyed by Ye Feng's words at this time. This guy who doesn't understand the mood is really hateful.

  "What about the few days when you're not around." Yin Mengli apparently agreed with Ye Feng's approach.

  "Oh, that's easy, Master Mei has already agreed to help me. From now on, Master Mei will come every day." Ye Feng smiled slyly.

  Mei Zhi was so angry that she was speechless. Who would have thought he'd be so presumptuous? She remembered that she had only agreed to take him to see Yin Zhanglao, this shameless guy.