The sky had just begun to brighten when Zhang Bin got out of bed. First, he went to the mountaintop to sit cross-legged and cultivate the sun within his eyes.
He now had so experience with this. Every morning, the sun within his eyes could devour the external sunlight, feeding ravenously for about an hour. Besides, even when the suns within his eyes were sated and no longer desired to devour external sunlight, they would still undergo a bizarre alteration if he cultivated the Pure Heart Mystique in his dreams. They would beco hotter inside as if a nuclear reaction were taking place.
In other words, cultivating the Pure Heart Mystique also made the suns in his eyes more formidable. It was an internal transformation. Of course, the benefits of cultivating the Pure Heart Mystique were not limited to that; it could also purify one's soul, enhance other special abilities, and even cultivate new ones.
During this period, Zhang Bin had been hoping to cultivate the Thunder Ability, which was essentially the Thunder Technique. After all, he had basically grasped the incantation "thunder in the ears." Regrettably, perhaps because the opportunity had not yet presented itself, he still hadn't discovered the Thunder Pool within his ears.
He had carefully studied the Tao Te Ching, the Three Purities Secret Technique, and the Qingmu Longevity Technique. From those cryptic words, he had made a trendous discovery: the human body contains two Thunder Pools, located within the ears. It was precisely because of the Thunder Pools in the ears that one could hear the sound of thunder.
However, opening the Thunder Pools was no easy feat. Generally speaking, one might only have a chance after reaching the Golden Core Realm. In fact, even Initial Stage of Golden Core Cultivators might not be able to open their Thunder Pools. Because, although everyone possesses Thunder Pools, most people could not open them. If one couldn't open the Thunder Pools, there was naturally no way to comprehend the Thunder Technique. And the Thunder Technique was, of course, one of the most terrifying forms of Daoist Magic.
By the sa logic, people could see light because they had suns within their eyes, but not everyone could activate them; only those rare cultivation geniuses could do so. Zhang Bin's talent was quite good, which was why he had managed to activate two suns while in the Liquid State. After all, so geniuses could only activate one.
I hope I can open the Thunder Pools. If not, that's going to be really frustrating, Zhang Bin thought to himself.
He stopped his cultivation, flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye, landed beside the golden rice paddy. Because it was cultivated with Spiritual Water, every rice stalk was as tall as a person, and each ear of rice was as large as sorghum. The rice had turned a brilliant yellow, becoming golden and plump, and it emitted a peculiar fragrance.
This field of rice had never been sprayed with pesticides. Of course, many insects tried to ravage it, but with Hong Ya, the King of Myriad Birds, around, the insects couldn't run rampant. Hong Ya often commanded flocks of birds to hunt insects in the field. Accustod to this routine, countless birds flew back and forth daily, treating the insects here as the most delicious food in the world. This was because the insects here had also absorbed Spiritual Energy, making them exceptionally nutritious. As a result, the rice Zhang Bin cultivated was genuinely free of any pesticide residue.
"Ti to harvest the rice!"
Cheng Youtian and Father Zhang arrived in a mighty procession, leading a group of villagers. Zhang Haijun had eagerly volunteered to operate the harvester. Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue were also dressed in coarse clothing, looking like genuine farrs. They were clearly here to help harvest the rice. Simply harvesting the rice wasn't enough, as the paddies had to be replanted imdiately, so there was a lot of work to do.
Zhang Haijun was as clever as expected. He drove the harvester into the field and began reaping the rice with surprising skill. The grain poured into the collection baskets with a continuous whoosh. Big Black and Second Black darted about the field, carrying the full baskets to the ridges. The other villagers were busy tying straw, carrying grain, and plowing the earth, creating a scene of bustling activity.
"This must be the most productive field in the world!"
Soon, the rice from the one-acre test plot was weighed. It ca to an astonishing three thousand kilograms, which left all the villagers dumbfounded. It was a yield they would never have dared to dream of.
"As expected of an Immortal's farming, it's on a whole other level!"
"Xiao Bin's Daoist magic is getting more and more incredible. We can brew so much fine wine with all this!"
They all discussed excitedly amongst themselves.
Hearing about the bountiful harvest, Xiao Fang rushed over to join the excitent. She snuggled into Zhang Bin's embrace and said, "Brother Bin, you're truly amazing!"
"Heh heh… the amazing part is still to co," Zhang Bin said with a wicked smile, hugging Xiao Fang's slender, willow-like waist.
"Xiao Bin, I love you. I never want to be apart from you," Xiao Fang said, her face radiating happiness as she smiled with incredible sweetness.
She had never dared to imagine that life could be this blissful. In the past, she had been a student with terrible grades, unable to get into college. Her only dream was to marry Zhang Bin, whose grades were even worse, making them a good match. She thought that perhaps she could find happiness that way. She had never expected that Zhang Bin was no ordinary person. Because of him, her fate had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.
Seeing Xiao Fang so happy and joyful, Zhang Bin felt deeply satisfied. As a man, making his woman happy was a trendous achievent.
However, Zhang Bin knew deep down that it wouldn't be easy to protect what he had and to keep his woman this happy. It wouldn't be easy at all. One might even say it was harder than ascending to the heavens.
Powerful enemies were eyeing him covetously, and evil organizations were scheming against him. The warships of Black Prison Star were out there, biding their ti. The Genetically Enhanced Humans in the Arican Underground Base were waiting for their day to awaken. And there were likely many other crises he didn't even know about.
Therefore, his only path was to grow stronger as quickly as possible. He had to fight his enemies, engage in bloody battles with the evil organizations, and eradicate them one by one.
I must do this. I know I can, Zhang Bin vowed resolutely in his heart.
"Xiao Bin, we might not be able to make wine today," Cheng Youtian said, walking over with a frustrated expression. "There's no sun, so the grain can't dry."
According to their plan, the distillery was supposed to start operations tonight. But the weather refused to cooperate.
Zhang Bin looked up and noticed that at so point, the sky had turned overcast, with dark clouds massing above. It might not rain, but the sun was definitely gone.
"Don't worry. Just watch my artificial sun," Zhang Bin said with a strange laugh, leading everyone to the grain-drying ground.
This was a large, smooth concrete ground used specifically for drying grain. Piles of freshly harvested grain were already heaped there, and a few villagers were continuously spreading it out into thin layers. If the sun were out, one day of intense heat would be enough to dry the grain. Then it could be de-husked, and the rice would be ready for brewing wine. Unfortunately, there was no sun.
"Artificial sun? What's that all about?"
Cheng Youtian, Ma Rufei, and Chen Chaoyue, who were following Zhang Bin, all looked utterly confused. Even Xiao Fang, walking beside him, was completely baffled. She had no idea what he was talking about.
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