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Chapter 134 The First Divine Power

Meng Bai's guess was correct.

The way of heaven in Hegu is indeed predicting the growth of hybrid rice.

Originally, everything in the Dream Realm followed the true rules of the mortal world. Even the growth cycle of crops was based on reality.

But at this moment, Meng Bai stood by the field and clearly saw the rice seedlings, which had been infused with golden rice seeds, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This acre of land has been completely divided into dreamland.

The flow of time inside is completely different from that outside.

It even evolved into the alternation of day and night and weather changes.

Scorching sun,

rain,

The rice paddies flooded and then dried up.

In this constant alternation, after only a quarter of an hour, the rice seedlings in the paddy field actually produced abundant ears of rice.

The rice ears were thick and strong. With just a cursory glance, Meng Bai, who had been farming for more than ten years, knew that the yield per mu would definitely not be low.

"Brother, did you do this?" Yu Xuanchen, who had stood next to Meng Bai again, looked at the changes in the rice field with confusion. She thought that Meng Bai was using incense to ripen the rice field.

Upon hearing this, Meng Bai shook his head: "It wasn't me."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Ali and asked, "Did you see that?"

"What do you see?" Ali asked, puzzled. Although she had just seen the rice seeds merging into the seedlings, she couldn't see any changes in the rice paddy at the moment.

Meng Bai then looked out at the other creatures working in the fields, who seemed oblivious to the change.

It was during his observation that...

The rice in the field was cut down by illusory figures that looked like ordinary people.

As day and night continued to alternate, those phantoms reappeared and scattered rice seeds in the fields once more.

Seedling cultivation,

Transplanting.

The rice seedlings swayed gently.

sunny,

rain.

The rice has grown taller again.

But this time, the rice stalks were of varying heights and shapes, some tall and some short, some strong and some withered, unlike the uniform and abundant harvest of the previous ones.

"What's going on?" Yu Xuanchen asked, somewhat surprised.

“The traits have separated; hybrid rice is indeed not suitable for seed saving,” Meng Bai sighed.

The advantages of hybrid rice are only apparent in the first generation; the grains produced cannot be used for seed. Therefore, seeds must be purchased every year to grow hybrid rice.

However, conventional rice can be propagated by saving seeds, but as the number of generations of seed saving increases, the seed quality will degenerate, leading to a decrease in yield.

In fact, not only hybrid rice, but also hybrid wheat, corn and other crops cannot be saved for seed.

Even hybrid animals, such as ligers and mules, have similar issues.

Yu Xuanchen asked curiously, "What does phenotypic separation mean?"

"I can't explain it to you in a short time. You can ask your sister later. She might be an expert in this field." Meng Bai really didn't know how to explain it to Yu Xuanchen.

"expert?"

"That's what they specialize in studying."

"Oh." Yu Xuanchen seemed to understand but not quite.

Ali, standing next to them, stared blankly as the two talked, but she couldn't understand a word they said.

The reason is simple: the two of them were speaking Mandarin.

That's right, Yu Xuanchen can speak Mandarin, which Su Xintang taught her, so she was able to understand "The Legend of the White Snake".

While the two were chatting, the third crop of rice was planted in the paddy field.

At this point, the simulation was much faster than before, and the process from breeding to ear formation was completed in just a few minutes.

Then came the fourth, the fifth... all the way to the ninth crop, but nothing could grow in the rice paddies anymore.

The way of Heaven seems to follow the rule that nine is the ultimate number, and when the rice is planted for the ninth time, it stops evolving.

Countless golden rice seeds flew out from the seedlings, eventually coalescing into a single golden rice seed imbued with profound Daoist principles, which floated above the rice paddy.

Meng Bai reached out and grasped, and the golden rice seed slowly floated towards him, stopping in his palm.

"Wow~~~" Yu Xuanchen exclaimed softly. Even though she couldn't understand anything, she could sense the extraordinary nature of this rice seed.

This rice seed is indeed different; it seems to have been blessed by the Heavenly Dao of the River Drum, and is filled with the power of evolution.

The problem is, Meng Bai can't figure out what kind of thing this rice seed is: "What is this? A magic weapon? A supernatural power? Or is it the seed of a spiritual plant?"

"I don't know." Asking Yu Xuanchen was pointless; she didn't even know how to transform herself.

at the same time.

On the other side of Earth.

Su Xintang, who was sitting in front of the computer looking at information, suddenly noticed a rice seed floating in front of her.

"Huh?" Su Xintang was taken aback.

I didn't do anything, so how did the seed suddenly sprout?

Just as she was puzzled, a mysterious Daoist aura appeared on the rice seed, and Su Xintang immediately felt her consciousness being drawn by the Daoist aura on the rice seed.

The incense wheel behind her head appeared automatically, scattering colorful rays of light.

Of course, only she could see the radiant glow and the Dao wheel. Immediately afterwards, the rice seed slowly merged into the incense Dao wheel.

"What is this?" Su Xintang vaguely guessed what it was.

Once a spirit condenses a Dao Wheel, it can comprehend a natal divine power. Originally, she should have entered this process the moment she condensed the Dao Wheel.

However, her process was completely disrupted due to a bug.

This means she has no idea when she might suddenly "go crazy".

There was no time to think about anything else.

In a flash, she found herself in a paddy field.

Meanwhile, in the rice paddies, the rice seedlings were growing rapidly, soon becoming laden with ears of rice, which were then harvested by the illusory figures.
Then came the second crop of rice, the third crop, the fourth crop...

gradually,
Su Xintang could no longer feel her own existence.

She is like the wind.

It's like rain.

It also resembles wild grass and seedlings in a field.

The seventh, the eighth...

The Su Xin Tang has lost the concept of time.

More things came into her view.

Wheat, corn, vegetables and fruits... and even spiritual food, immortal herbs, and divine trees...

Same as above.

One category.

It seemed as if some supreme power wanted her to take a good look, to see all the edible plants in the world, and to see the different advantages of each plant.

But she couldn't remember.

Even with her limited knowledge, she couldn't recognize all of them.

More and more things appeared before my eyes, until finally they all turned into blurry images and flashed by quickly.

Su Xintang's eyes were dazzled; she forgot me and became completely captivated.

Everything before my eyes seemed to slow down again.

Those strange plants and trees reappeared before my eyes, one by one.

She began to deduce, to calculate, and to forcibly combine different plants together like a child kneading clay.

Each time she combines different plants, the plants will turn into seeds and grow; some will grow to adulthood, while others will not even sprout.

The incense burner behind her head shone even brighter.

I don't know how much time passed, but the scene before my eyes began to shatter.

Su Xintang felt as if she were a dried-up river, all her strength, incense, and magic power drained away.

She slumped into the chair.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and even breathing was difficult.

"What's wrong?" The old lady, who was taking a nap on the sofa in the back, noticed something was wrong and quickly went over to support her, asking anxiously.

"It's alright. I just deduced a divine power, which took a lot of energy. I'll be fine after a while." Su Xintang closed her eyes and began to quickly receive the incense offerings from Earth.

Huo Wenxi was promoting Meng Bai at this moment, which also boosted the traffic of Xia Tang and Yi Shao Bai Tang.

Therefore, she has no shortage of offerings.

After about two hours of this, her magical power and incense offerings were replenished, and the incense wheel behind her head reappeared. She suddenly opened her eyes.

"The method of hybridization and derivation of plants?"

"Is this my first innate divine ability?"

"Can it be used to deduce the seeds I want from all the plants in the world and derive them through hybridization?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know many plants. I need to understand their characteristics before I can make better deductions. If I could learn more about spiritual plants one day, wouldn't I be able to cultivate spiritual plants with higher yields and more spiritual energy?"

Su Xintang's eyes shone even brighter.

She opened her palm, and a golden rice seed appeared in her hand.

This rice seed has no practical use yet.

But once she went to the mortal realm of He Gu and recognized all the mainstream rice varieties, combined with the theoretical knowledge she had learned on Earth, she was immediately able to deduce hybrid rice varieties.

At that time, her followers will only need to worship her statue.

She or her attendant could then use incense to invoke divine light from the rice seed, transforming the believer's ordinary seed into a hybrid rice variety with hybrid characteristics.

This is how "breeding" is done in Hegu.

The River God and Earth are ultimately different.

The mortals of the Hegu region offer sacrifices and rituals to provide incense for the gods; the gods, in turn, use the incense to activate their supernatural powers and bestow blessings upon the mortals.

However, many gods' first supernatural power is an offensive one.

Therefore, many gods only accept incense offerings but do not bestow blessings.

Or they might only bless the believer who makes the most offerings and shows the most piety, perhaps by healing them with incense. Generally, experienced gods would do this.

Granting every request is not in the best interest of the gods.

In short, regardless of the circumstances, we now possess this extremely useful supernatural power.

Su Xintang's spiritual path is a smooth one.

(End of this chapter)