My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 139 The experiment begins

After listening to the conversation between the two, Xu Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally understood that Taoist Qingzhu was probably the kind of person who was not very good at speaking.

Although it sounds like he is mocking others in a sarcastic way, he really doesn't mean any harm.

As long as you are not forced to come here, it's fine.

After feeling relieved, Xu Mo quickly returned the greeting to Qingzhu, saying in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:
"It is an honor for me that you have such high regard for me. I will continue to work hard and live up to your expectations."

Upon hearing this, Qingzhu touched the short beard on his chin, showed an admiring look, and raised a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

When he got here, he seemed normal, just a kind and amiable elder, until...

Qingzhu laughed heartily and said to the little Taoist boy beside him, "Look at me, I said there's a reason why Wuyou Lingnong can achieve the success and status he has today. Look how good he is at speaking. Unlike me, I can't even speak clearly and don't know how to please those around me..."

This time, before he could finish his words, the little Taoist boy reached out and slapped him in the face.

Qingzhu was stunned by the little Taoist boy. "I was praising him, how could it be wrong?"

The little Taoist boy puffed his lips, glared at him, and said in a tone that sounded a little angry:

"Wuyou Lingnong's success and status today are due to his unwavering concern for the people of the world. He wanted to use his knowledge to improve their lives, so he devoted himself to research and created the grafting technique. This has nothing to do with his ability to speak or please people.

Master, if you say that again, Yuanbao will get angry."

Qingzhu glared and said in a very aggrieved tone, "I didn't say that his achievements had anything to do with his ability to talk and please people.

I was praising him, Yuanbao, how could you wrongly accuse me as your master?"

The little Taoist boy Yuanbao frowned and said unhappily, "But that's what you said, Master."

Qingzhu was stunned when he heard this, frowning, as if he was thinking about whether this was what he had just said.

But after thinking for a moment, he still felt that he couldn't understand, so he spread his hands and said directly:
"Yuanbao, you knew that I couldn't speak, so why didn't you stop me before? Now that I said something wrong, you're getting angry at me. Is that how you behave as a disciple?"

When the little Taoist boy Yuanbao heard this, he stared at his master in amazement, as if he was shocked by his master's roguery.

However, he was simple-minded and didn't know how to refute his master's words. He bit his lip with a distressed look, and after a moment, he said weakly: "Master, I'm sorry, Yuanbao knows I was wrong."

Qingzhu nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, you are bullying me." The little Taoist boy Yuanbao said unhappily.

Looking at this pair of funny master and disciple, Xu Mo wanted to laugh. Not that he was laughing at them, but he was simply amused by them.

Because their relationship seems so warm, it makes people smile knowingly, and even makes people a little envious.

Moreover, he just recognized that this little Taoist boy named Yuanbao was the one who had attended the Shennong Conference with him.

Xu Mo still remembers that he was holding onto the corner of his senior brother's clothes and said innocently that he was just here to gild himself.

Logically speaking, it has been so long since the Shennong Conference, he should have grown up long ago.

I don't know why, but he still looks like a little Taoist boy. It seems that he hasn't grown up at all, and even his personality has basically not changed.

However, although he was curious, he would not ask, after all, it would be too impolite.

However, he saw that Yuanbao was having a small quarrel with his master, so he stepped forward at the right time and said soothingly:
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yuanbao. I understand what Senior Qingzhu means. You're just being direct and quick-witted. I won't misunderstand you."

"Really?" Yuanbao stared at him with his big watery eyes.

Seeing him like this, Xu Mo finally understood how his senior brother felt at the Shennong Conference.

That pitiful look is enough to melt one's heart.

It turns out that cuteness and moeness have nothing to do with gender.

No wonder his senior brother spoke in such a gentle tone. Anyone who saw him like this would be reluctant to speak loudly to him, right?
Well, of course, except for his master Qingzhu who was unaware of the fact that he was against Tiangang.

Xu Mo nodded affirmatively and gave Yuan Bao a reassuring look, "Of course it's true, don't worry, my teacher, Grandmaster Ouyang, used to speak in much the same way."

Because Elder Ouyang did not accept him as a disciple until he went to Tianlu, Xu Mo had no choice but to call him teacher.

Of course, in his mind, Elder Ouyang is actually his master. Not only does he think so, but people outside also regard him as Elder Ouyang's disciple.

After hearing Xu Mo's words, Yuan Bao had no time to react, and Qing Zhu on the other side couldn't help but speak first:

"Hahaha, I can attest to this. I've communicated with Grandmaster Ouyang several times, and his words were extremely harsh, even harsher than what I said.

After communicating with him several times, I was worried that he would be beaten to death when he went out, but he was still alive and well.

But no one would have thought that someone like him would have two disciples who would be recorded in history. This kind of luck is unparalleled in the entire ancient world."

Yuanbao glanced at his master, then sighed with some melancholy, "Master, you... Well, forget it. Anyway, Wuyou Lingnong can understand what you mean. Yuanbao still won't slap you in the face, lest outsiders see it and think that Yuanbao is a bad disciple who doesn't know how to respect his teacher."

Qingzhu was also melancholy, grabbing her hair in distress. "Did the words I said this time also sound harsh? Wasn't I simply praising Master Ouyang and his disciple? Did I say something wrong again?"

Xu Mo and Yuan Bao on the side nodded at the same time.

Xu Mo really wanted to persuade Qingzhu that if you can't speak, then just don't speak. Really, it would be fine if you just spoke, but it's really not good to say this to my mentor, Elder Ouyang, in front of me.

Even though I know you didn't mean it and you don't speak, it still makes me feel really bad to hear it.

If you don't know how to praise others, don't force it. How can you praise others like that?

Although Xu Mo complained in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out loud, otherwise wouldn't he become speechless like Qingzhu?
However, he felt that he couldn't continue like this, otherwise he was worried that he would really not be able to help but quarrel with the other party, so he quickly laughed and said:
"Senior Qingzhu, you've been exhausted from the journey, and it's getting late. How about I take you downstairs to rest for a night, and then we can start the research tomorrow? What do you think?"

It seemed as if the word "study" triggered a mechanism. Qingzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he straightened his chest with full energy. He waved his hand at Xu Mo and said in a somewhat impatient tone:

"Don't worry, I'm different from you young people. I'm not that pretentious. I just hurried along and I'm not tired at all.

Speaking of which, I have been curious about how you, Wuyou Lingnong, plan to increase the production of spiritual rice for a long time. Why don’t we start now?

You can first tell me your thoughts, okay..."

But before he could finish his words, the little Taoist boy Yuanbao beside him hurried forward, stood on tiptoe, and covered his mouth with his hand. Then he pulled his arm hard and walked out. As he walked, Yuanbao pleaded in a tearful voice, "Master, let's go quickly."

Qingzhu was a little stunned, looking at his apprentice with a puzzled expression, "Yuanbao, why are you pulling me here? I'm very sure that I didn't say anything wrong this time. I just said that I wasn't tired and wanted to start researching right away. Is that wrong?"

Having such a master, the little Taoist Yuanbao felt a little tired.

He sighed in his heart, Master, that’s not what you said.

But he no longer wanted to explain to his master. After all, no matter how many times he explained, his master never understood. In order to get his master to follow him, he had to change his words and said:

"Master, you are not tired, but if you are asked to start working right after you arrive, it will make Wuyou Lingnong very embarrassed. If others find out, how will they view him?
So for the sake of Wuyou Lingnong's reputation, you should go down with me and rest."

Qingzhu was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he slapped his head and said with sudden realization: "So that's how it is. Young people nowadays really care about face. Then I'd better go and rest first, and come to Wuyou Lingnong tomorrow."

Then he glared at Yuanbao and said, "Yuanbao, you clearly knew about this, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yuanbao made a bitter face and replied weakly, "Master, I was wrong."

Qingzhu patted his shoulder with relief and said, "It's okay. I'm not really blaming you. Yuanbao, don't take it to heart. Just be careful next time."

Yuanbao's eyes reddened and he nodded vigorously, "Master, I'll take note."

Qingzhu nodded in satisfaction, then greeted Xu Mo and said, "In that case, I'll go down first."

As he said this, he saw Xu Mo wanted to send him off, so he quickly said kindly: "Wuyou Lingnong, please stop. There is no need to send us off. I came here to assist you, so I dare not trouble you to send me off."

Xu Mo's mouth twitched and he bowed to him.

Since he said he didn't need to send it, then I'd better not send it, so as not to give him another chance to speak.

……

The next day, Xu Mo finally saw the true appearance of the small world he carried with him.

To be honest, he felt quite disappointed.

Because the big boss of the Cang Gu Dao League who refined this portable small world for him has no understanding of aesthetics at all.

Within the entire small world, there is nothing but an empty spiritual field stretching as far as the eye can see, without any embellishment of scenery.

It's like a person lost in the desert, with nothing but yellow sand in front of him and no matter how hard he looks, he can't find any green. It would be strange if he could be in a good mood.

Fortunately, he did not come in alone, otherwise he would have felt despair after seeing this scene.

In addition to the 3,000 spiritual plant masters sent by the Cang Gu Taoist Alliance headed by Qingzhu to assist him, there were also 30,000 disciples sent by Lingmiao Peak of the Tianxuan Sect.

These 30,000 disciples from Lingmiao Peak were arranged by the sect, and they will assist him in his research together with the 3,000 disciples sent by Canggu Dao League in the future.

With so many disciples, they have almost occupied half of Lingmiao Peak. This shows how much support the sect has given to his research this time.

The key point is that no matter whether they are disciples sent by the Cang Gu Taoist Alliance or disciples from Ling Miao Peak, he does not need to be responsible for all expenses such as living expenses, resources needed for practice, and remuneration for this trip.

Long before they came, the Cang Gu Dao Alliance and the sect had already sent a large amount of resources. Every ten years thereafter, the resources they needed would be sent to them in advance, instead of Wuyou Peak having to pay for it later.

For this, Xu Mo had to give a thumbs up to both parties for their considerate behavior.

In the small world, Xu Mo stood in front of everyone, and behind him was an extremely huge light curtain that he had created using his spiritual power.

At the top of the light curtain was written a title: "Ideas on Hybrid Spiritual Rice", with text and patterns below.

Then, under everyone's attention, he began to explain to them the principles of hybrid rice technology.

He had prepared this a long time ago. Since he wanted them to assist, he must make sure they knew exactly how to operate it.

In order to help them understand the principles of hybrid rice, Xu Mo spent three full days explaining it.

When everyone had a general understanding, he began to arrange the work.

First, all the varieties of spiritual rice obtained were planted.

After all the spiritual rice is mature, the mother plant is selected for hybrid breeding.

Because the spiritual rice seeds given before were just an introduction, the specific data still needs to be further collected after planting.

However, after the spiritual rice is planted, it will take another year to mature.

During this period, Xu Mo doesn't need to keep an eye on it all the time. Others can be responsible for collecting data.

Qingzhu, in particular, was particularly concerned about this. Ever since Xu Mo told him about the technology of hybrid rice, he was amazed and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

It’s not that the people in the Canggu world are not smart enough and didn’t think of this. Just like the previous grafting, even Xu Mo himself didn’t expect that this world didn’t have the grafting technology.

In fact, because the Cang Gu world is a world of cultivation, their way of thinking has become accustomed to using Taoist magic and other means to solve problems.

It is actually normal that the way of thinking determines the direction of the world.

After that, Qingzhu stayed in the small world and didn't want to come out. He watched the spiritual rice in the spiritual field grow every day.

Qingzhu is a master of spiritual plants, so Xu Mo feels relieved to have him watching over this matter.

He stayed in the small world for a while, and when he saw that everything was going smoothly, he left.

After returning to Wuyou Peak, Xu Mo saw Nuannuan from afar with her head down, walking aimlessly around Wuyou Peak, looking a little depressed.

Seeing this, Xu Mo was a little confused. You know, Nuannuan has always been full of energy. What happened?
When he approached her and asked with concern, Nuan Nuan sighed and replied, "Now I finally understand how Jiu Miao views the disciples of Ling Miao Peak."

Xu Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this. Jiu Miao Saint? Didn't he always treat the disciples of Ling Miao Peak as his own children? How else could he treat them?

He looked at Nuannuan in confusion, waiting for her next words.

"It's jealousy." Nuannuan sighed.

(End of this chapter)