Those years of farming in the mountains

After staying in the vacuum environment for two hours, Chen Yu collected the data, turned around and landed towards Qingtai Mountain.

Walking in the universe, if you are only near the parent star, it is not a big problem at present, but the due preparations must be made in advance, everything is forewarned, such as spiritual weapons, spells and other aspects must be dealt with, just in case one.

He planned to forge a few more spiritual weapons, and the Three Realms Well was hung in the Immortal Immortal Formation, but now the only thing he can use in his hand is the Wanfa Mirror, which is not enough.

The same is true for spells, which need to be tested and adjusted, so as not to be unstable due to various factors when going to an unfamiliar area.

"This vestment may be used as the foundation of a spiritual weapon..."

Glancing at the cassock on his body that turned into a white shirt, Chen Yu stroked his chin, thinking that he should give it a try, or plant another batch of spirit bamboo?After all, the cassock has already been finalized, and many spiritual formation patterns are engraved on it. It is better to wait for the silver hair to grow and then round and flatten it at will if it is melted and refined.

But these are all things to come later. Chen Yu went to Qingyun Mountain to take a look. The bamboos on the mountain were green, but they hadn't grown yet. The clusters of bamboos were green and immature, and it was about a month before the silver hairs matured. .

The Yuan Linggen on the side is even worse. Since returning to the mountain to plant it last year, it is still not in a hurry. It is bathed in extremely strong spiritual energy every day, but its growth has not been much.

The three spiritual cultivations brought about not only qualitative changes within Yuanlinggen, but he could feel the rich power in it converging, and he wanted to brew spiritual things of higher quality than the existing spiritual sources and auras.

The difficulty was very high, and some plants even showed signs of wilting leaves and rough and yellow roots. Fortunately, after some exploration, they found the diseased parts, which were cut and removed by him with mana.

This has never happened before. The first and second cultivation of the inspiration went smoothly. Except for external damage, the spiritual plant itself will not have any diseases and insect pests.

At first, Chen Yu thought that the root of Yuanling root after three cultivations needed more energy, so he put another grain of inspiration into the soil, but it didn't improve. After half a month, he found similar symptoms on another plant.

Not to mention the diseased plants, not to mention what will happen to the final product, but the roots are weak and not as strong as other plants, which has attracted his attention.

After observing for two months, Chen Yu found that the symptoms were not contagious and could only be removed manually for the time being. It seemed that the root cause did not exist in this world, but a kind of pollution aimed at the spirituality of Lingzhi.

From the inside out, it is difficult to clean completely.

Seeing that it was triggered randomly and it was not easy to handle, Chen Yu simply ignored it and let it develop. He even divided a small piece of Yuan Linggen into several ridges, and transplanted the infected plants to the side for comparison.

Three months passed, as if it had passed a certain stage, the remaining Yuan Linggen was no longer infected and grew freely.

As for those who have become withered and yellow, half of them have already died. If he hadn't tried many times to test the treatment and cut off the diseased part, I am afraid that they would have followed suit.

Hoo hoo!The mountain wind was gentle, and Chen Yu fell to the ground.

The thoughts were withdrawn from the planting of spiritual plants, no matter the spiritual bamboo or Yuan Linggen, as well as many other spiritual plants, they can no longer be taken care of now, and they are left alone after they are planted in Qingyun Mountain.

By its savage growth.

The mature plants are only picked in a short period of time, even if the newly cultivated spiritual plants are the same. When the sample base increases, you can always find quite interesting spiritual plants after a long time.

When Chen Yu walked into the Taoist temple, the little deer was missing, and the black fish was on its belly, sometimes writhing, plopping and splashing water.

A trace of spiritual perception, insight into the faint and inaudible consciousness of the other party, it is a strong desire to suppress the instinct with all efforts, but unfortunately, looking at the soft white belly of the fish that gradually emerged from the water and was exposed to the light of the sun again, it is obvious that this time The contest ended with the failure of Heiyu's fledgling consciousness.

Heiyu's eyes were paralyzed, basking lazily in the sun.

Just like the previous two years, except that his stature has grown a lot.

Chen Yu glanced, shook his head and said nothing, just as he had expected, even though he had mentioned and imprinted the next inch of mind guidance, Heiyu who had turned on Linghui still couldn't suppress his instinct.

This lazy fish likes to sunbathe, and eating Xiaguang Lingxi has been forgotten at this moment, and it is filled with leisure and comfort.

He is not surprised by this, and he does not intend to interfere. The evolution of life is also instinctive, but it is usually clearest in the evening or early morning when there is no sun. , or condensed for a full day, swallowed into the stomach and burned like a pan soaked in oil.

After suffering from the sun's glow for a few more times, Heiyu will naturally understand that the seemingly hottest noon of the day turns out to be gentle with Lingxia.

Of course, at that time, the instinct to bask in the sun had to be overcome.

Speaking of this, I have to mention Brother Chicken. So far, the most outstanding performance in overcoming instinct among the Big Three is not the gluttonous deer with the most wisdom, but the brother Chicken who is not obvious.

Of course, it may also be that the consciousness has been awakened for a long time, and the confusion of the past has disappeared. After opening Linghui, the feeling of being surrounded by hens and chicks can no longer return to the past.

Even if it's him, he can't tell how the other party feels now, every time he touches and pulls his thoughts, he only feels complicated after thousands of turns.

As soon as Brother Chicken stopped working, there were fewer chickens. Chen Yu returned to the mountain and found a few chickens contaminated with spirituality, which are still stored in wooden boxes. Demon transformation.

He found that the failure of the embryo to germinate in the chicken was probably related to the lack of life essence of one party.

Chen Yu wanted to try, if two chickens, one male and one female, were made into spiritual creatures, would the chickens born be able to hatch, and would they be born as self-awakened half-demons.

As with chickens, so with people.

However, there are too few human beings who have awakened themselves and embarked on the path of cultivation, either they are too old to be suitable, or they cannot meet each other after a long distance.

The possibility of the combination of monks raising those with outstanding spiritual talents is still uncertain, but we may get a glimpse of it from the breeding of spiritual fish and shrimp in the star lake.

It's just that the spirituality of the fish and shrimp in Xinghu Lake is not high, and it can't compare with the ink lingfish, let alone the Big Three.

The information that can be provided is limited.

Turning some or nothing in his mind, Chen Yu turned his gaze back to the futon in the courtyard.

The clouds are condensed, and the wind is woven into shape, soft and white.

He sat on it, his mana was stimulated, the inner formation was activated, and the incense that was arranged in advance was lit, and the invisible and colorless smoke curled up, transpiring together with the water mist.

In the current realm, this kind of incense that used to touch his mind can only play a small role, even if there is a little magnification with the formation, it can shake his spirit.

However, Chen Yu let go of the suppression on his own, and his spirit and thoughts went with the wind. He held a grain of grass pill in his palm early on, and white breath was born from the fruit of Yuanlan pill, and was sucked into his mouth and nose.

Unknowingly, a layer of illusion unfolds——