The Emperor is Above

Chapter 151: Treasure Pig and Spirit Potato

Ever since setting out from Guqiu, Tun Kejin has been full of ambition.

Finding a giant rhino or saber-toothed mammoth to sign a contract was not just talk, he was preparing very seriously.

After arriving at this wasteland, he waited patiently for two days and finally found a group of saber-toothed elephants foraging nearby. He was very brave and went straight to the group of saber-toothed elephants with a large bag of spiced fried beans, trying to attract them with the spiced fried beans.

As a fifth-grade exotic beast, the saber-toothed elephant's intelligence is no less than that of ordinary people. How could it be tempted so easily? It simply doesn't bother to pay attention to this little thing.

Da Niu, who was always considered stupid by Tu Kejin, was the first to successfully sign a contract with the Green Rhino. The saber-toothed elephant in front of him actually ignored him. This made Tu Kejin feel deeply frustrated and extremely annoyed.

"If you don't eat it, I'll feed it to the pigs!"

Before he finished threatening the saber-toothed elephant, the bag full of spiced fried beans in his hand was snatched away by a ninth-grade fat pig that approached from behind and ate it up in no time.

Just when the little fat boy was frightened by the sudden change, the fat pig was not satisfied with the food and actually forced a contract with Tunkkin.

"Hum-hum-hum--"

The fat pig looks honest, but his little eyes are looking around everywhere, and it is obvious that he is a guy with bad intentions.

"Uuuuuu——"

Tun Kejin cried and recounted the whole story, and Qing Yi wanted to laugh even more.

He forced himself to hold back his laughter until his stomach hurt, but he consoled her earnestly, "Kejin, don't be sad. After all, it's a ninth-grade exotic beast.

What's more, the souls of the beastmaster and the beast tamer are connected. Now that it has become your contracted beast, you can't kill it.

A beast master doesn't just have one contracted beast. When your soul power is strong enough, you can contract with other beasts and fierce birds."

Tun Kejin certainly knew this problem, so he had to accept the reality with a sad face.

But not long after he left, the little fat boy came running over again, holding a bunch of tubers and shouting, "Uncle, uncle, what do you think this is?"

Tun Kejin held seven or eight tubers in his hand.

The big ones are the size of a fist, and the small ones are the size of an egg. They look similar to hairy taro, but there are big differences between them.

But the appearance is not important. What is important is that Qing Yi feels that there is a faint spiritual energy contained in it.

In other words, this is a ninth-grade spiritual medicine, or it can be said that this is a spiritual medicine that can be used as food. This major discovery is comparable to the importance of the Golden Valley.

Qing Yi observed carefully for a long time before looking at the little fat boy very seriously: "Ke Jin, where did you get this from?"

"Uncle, these tubers are by the small pond southwest of our camp. They were found by my fat pig. It is very picky about food and will not eat anything other than good food."

Tu Shigu's big round eyes widened, just like Tu Shigu's expression: "I saw the fat pig eating happily, and I thought it must be a good thing, so I brought it over to show my uncle."

"Let's go and take a look!"

Qing Yi called Gongsun Wu, Dongmen brothers, and Chai Yong to follow him, and said with a smile while pulling Tu Kejin,
"Kejin, it seems that your contracted beast is not just a fat pig. Just because it found such a treasure, it can be called a treasure pig."

"Hum-hum-hum--"

When Qing Yi and his group arrived, the fat pig had already pushed up a large area of ​​mud and was using its nose to push down clumps of large-leafed plants, then digging out tubers from the soil and swallowing them in big mouthfuls.

"Wow, this thing has a high yield!" Gongsun Wu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "This plant grows so densely in the wild, I just don't know if it is an annual or perennial."

Seeing that the fat pig had no intention of moving away, Qing Yi stepped forward and gently pushed the fat pig weighing ten thousand pounds aside. The pig was startled by the huge force.

"Hum-hum-hum--"

The fat pig grunted angrily twice, but from Qing Yi's huge strength, he felt that this group of people were not easy to deal with, so he wisely hid aside, staring at everyone's actions with his round little eyes.

Qing Yi bent down and dug through the mud, revealing a dozen tubers. "Great, this plant that contains spiritual energy grows so densely. The oldest of these tubers is only three years old, and many of them have only grown this year. This means that they only need to be cultivated for one year before they can be eaten."

The more Qing Yi studied the characteristics of this plant, the brighter his eyes became, and his face was filled with joy: "It grows in one year and is densely planted. It has great value for artificial cultivation. Look, the environment in which it grows is just ordinary soil."

"My God!"

Dongmen Hu and Dongmen Bao could not help but open their mouths wide. "If we can cultivate and grow this crop in Guqiu, wouldn't it be like eating ninth-grade spiritual medicine every day if we eat this crop tuber every day?"

Among the crowd, Chai Yong is the most proficient in farming. At this moment, he was laughing so hard that his eyes could not be seen: "It can definitely be cultivated in Guqiu. I'm afraid Hei Weng would like to plant all the tens of thousands of acres of farmland in Guqiu!"

Gongsun Wu thought long-term, his young face full of excitement: "God is really helping us. The Lord has cultivated the Golden Valley. With this crop that is comparable to the ninth-grade elixir, it is no longer a dream for everyone in Guqiu to be ninth-grade."

Patting the mud off his hands, Qing Yi smiled and added: "What you all said makes sense. If this crop is successfully cultivated, not only will everyone be able to eat ninth-grade spiritual medicine every day, but we can also tame more exotic beasts and fierce birds in the future."

If we want to train more beastmasters and form a powerful Blue Rhino heavy cavalry unit, just providing for the beast herd is a huge pressure.

After all, even the entry-level cultivators are extremely particular about diet, and exotic beasts and ferocious birds consume a lot more energy, otherwise Xing Hou would not have controlled the size of the Flying Eagle Guards to 200 people. Now this magical tuber crop has basically solved Qing Yi's concerns.

Gongsun Wu also understood this and said with a smile: "The master needs to give it a name."

Qing Yi pondered and said, "This tuber crop is similar to potatoes. It can be used as a ninth-grade spiritual medicine and as food. Its importance is not inferior to spiritual rice. Let's call it spiritual potato."

In order to artificially cultivate spiritual potatoes on the solitary hill, enough tubers are needed for reproduction. Qing Yi led everyone to search around with this pond as the center.

The fat pig was forced by Tun Kejin to lead the search. Although it was reluctant, it had to bow its head because of Qing Yi's threat of force.

When night fell, Qing Yi discovered that there were not many wild spiritual potatoes. There were only a few scattered around within a few miles. The most were found near the pond where the treasure pig was foraging, with a total of thousands of plants.

Fortunately, the yield of Lingshu is really amazing. Each plant will have dozens of fruits of different sizes. Hundreds of people work together to dig the fruits. The yield of thousands of Lingshu plants can reach tens of thousands of kilograms.

Looking at the piles of spiritual potato tubers, Qing Yi said with great satisfaction: "There shouldn't be many spiritual potatoes in Jiming Lake. After all, this plant is also an excellent food for beasts.

If the Great Marsh is full of spiritual potatoes, there will definitely be discoveries around the Solitary Hill, and the people of the Great Marsh will never lack food again. These are enough as seeds."

As long as there are tens of thousands of kilograms of tubers as seeds, at least thousands of acres can be planted next year, and the year after will be able to meet the food demand in large quantities.

"Ah wu——"

"Meow-"

As Qing Yi finished speaking, the alert cries of the little fox and the angry roars of the civet cat suddenly rang out in the camp.

"what--"

A stranger's scream reached everyone's ears.

(End of this chapter)