Becoming a god starting from the weasel

Chen Yang then went to the backyard.

At this moment, a small amount of green spiritual liquid imbued with rich vitality had quietly appeared in the Hun Tian Pearl within his dantian.

However, Chen Yang did not water the Solomon's seal directly as before. Instead, he first observed the condition of the various crops in the backyard.

At this time, the amaranth, chives, and wild ginger in the vegetable field are just as they were before, with little change.

The most significant change is probably that all the green amaranth has now mutated, with green veins on both the roots and leaves.

However, it's not clear what other changes there are at the moment, but the current effect is already sufficient.

Then Chen Yang looked at the peach tree again, and it did have a rather strange appearance.

For some reason, four small peaches, each only half the size of an adult's fist, were still hanging on the branches of the peach tree, as if they had not yet fully grown.

Chen Yang couldn't figure out why there was such a change, after all, it was already June, and ordinary peaches would have been picked countless times long ago.

On the contrary, the peach tree in the yard remained firmly on its branches, unchanged, and the peaches continued to grow on their own.

It was so different from ordinary peaches, as if it didn't want to compete with other peach trees.

This reminded Chen Yang of what Hei Mao had once said: the original peach tree would bear peaches that would never fall off for a whole year.

Unless someone picks them, they will remain on the branches until new flowers grow the following year, at which point the peaches will be pushed to the ground.

I wonder if this peach has this magical quality from birth.

Chen Yang touched the peaches on the branch. Although he wanted to taste them, he wasn't in a hurry. Then he ran to the sesame shed.

The shed was now filled with bright red Ganoderma lucidum, some large and some small, but all roughly similar in size and not particularly exaggerated.

There are ten shelves in total, the largest of which is only one plant, about the thickness of an ordinary mature bamboo, and the stem is also very thick.

Chen Yang looked at the red fungus and sighed helplessly. The red fungus clearly had the potential to continue growing, but it had to be harvested for now.

Chen Yang then took down the red Ganoderma lucidum. As for the other red Ganoderma lucidum, he would make a decision when he had the chance to search for the spirit honey.

After all, it would be a waste to collect them all and have nowhere to put them.

  

As for the other materials for the Red Ganoderma Pill, Chen Yang has collected almost all of them during this period.

Only the dendrobium and spirit honey are still missing, but we can ask about them in three days.

Then, Chen Yang went to the Solomon's seal field. The Solomon's seal was growing very lushly and had sprouted new branches.

Based on the current age of the medication, it has already been nine years.

Chen Yang dripped the spiritual liquid into a bucket of water that had been prepared beforehand, and then began watering only one Solomon's seal plant.

Normally, it is divided into six parts. In fact, after the shed was built, Chen Yang reduced it slightly, so the growth rate of Solomon's seal was also a bit slower, but it was not affected much.

No other plant of Solomon's seal has ever received such treatment before.

The Polygonatum plant that Chen Yang watered was the slowest growing of the six plants.

You can tell from the branches and leaves that the other Solomon's seal plants have incredibly thick leaves and rhizomes, while this one is slightly smaller.

A whole bucket of spiritual liquid was poured in, and soon the Solomon's Seal showed a visible change. The branches on the cap were quickly dried up, then withered and fell into the field.

Chen Yang could feel that much of the earth's energy had been drained from the ground just by touching it with his hand.

Fortunately, the land was quite large, and the earth's energy from the medicinal field could be replenished, but there were still considerable losses.

Chen Yang dug up the Solomon's Seal plant. It had grown to maturity, but had shrunk to only an inch in size, perhaps due to insufficient earth energy.

However, the medicinal properties are still present, as it is a Polygonatum that has been aged for more than ten years.

Although it cannot be called a panacea, upon closer examination, it does contain some medicinal properties.

Chen Yang quickly washed the Solomon's Seal, then picked a piece of rhizome that could be planted, cut it, processed it, and replanted it.

The remaining spiritual water was sprinkled on it, and soon a small sprout emerged.

As for the rest, Chen Yang glanced at the barrel of wine on the floor of the kitchen and began to carefully chop the Solomon's Seal and Ganoderma lucidum.

Polygonatum has a mild medicinal property and can be added to many prescriptions without causing any conflict. In this wine, it only serves to enhance the medicinal properties of the wine.

The red fungus already existed, and although it could make the wine more nourishing, it was still a mortal fungus and didn't have much of an effect.

Moreover, Polygonatum can nourish the kidneys, let alone this Polygonatum that is over ten years old, which is a good thing for the little red fox.

After putting everything in, a specially made spirit wine was completed, which was also the congratulatory gift that Chen Yang prepared to take.

Chen Yang only tasted a small spoonful before he immediately felt a surge of heat in his kidneys, which he was able to dispel by cultivating in time.

Although the cultivation effect was not enhanced, it had other uses, which the little red fox could use.

Looking at the sky outside, which was almost completely dark, Chen Yang, who had finally managed to neutralize the effects of the medicine, thought to himself.

Chen Yang then sealed the spirit wine away, waiting to attend the little red fox's banquet three days later.

It was only at this point that Niu Shan returned to the village.

As he walked out of the mountain road and looked at his home not far away, Niu Shan's face remained expressionless, a demeanor he had maintained the entire way.

As Niu Shan walked, he kept thinking about what the immortal had said: "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."

"What does this mean? I really can't figure it out."

Niu Shan naturally kept Chen Yang's advice in mind, but it was also true that he didn't understand its meaning.

The farthest place Niu Shan had ever been was Huangjia Village, and the most important person he had ever met was Landlord Huang. Going back three generations from his ancestors' graves, not a single person who could read had ever been buried there. How could he possibly understand these things?

He returned home listlessly, his mind still preoccupied with that phrase, and even the fact that there was rice in his own field that could perform magical arts made him unhappy.

As soon as I entered, I saw Granny Niu sewing new clothes on a stool, while Cuixiu was pouring tea for Big Dog and Sanwa.

"Your brother Shan has gone up the mountain; he'll probably be back soon."

After pouring the tea, Cuixiu glanced at the sky and immediately spotted Niushan deep in thought by the door. She then pointed at Dagou and Sanwa and said, "Look, they're back already!"

Big Dog and Sanwa, who were originally going to drink water, turned around when they heard this and immediately stood up when they saw Niu Shan.

The big dog whispered, "Brother Shan, you're finally back."

Niu Shan, who had been stunned and completely absorbed in those words, also snapped out of his daze and looked at Da Gou and Sanwa with some confusion:

"What are you two doing at my house? It's so late, aren't you two going to cook anything?"

Upon hearing Niu Shan's words, Da Gou sighed deeply and pulled Niu Shan out the door.

Cuixiu put down her teacup and asked the big dog and Sanwa, "What are you taking Shanniuzi for?"

Big Dog turned around and smiled, "Sister-in-law, don't worry about it. We just have some things we want to say to Brother Shan."

Sanwa nodded repeatedly from the side, and Cuixiu finally gave up.

They only stopped when they reached a deserted ridge in the field.

Seeing that the two had stopped, Niu Shan asked, "Alright, what's wrong? You two, just say it. Don't be so long-winded."