The work of practicing and cultivating Qi was progressing in an orderly manner. Chen Yu was working on the half-finished spell formations while concentrating on taking in the spiritual energy.
Just like now.
The air droplets hang in front of you, shining brightly and overflowing with brilliance. Strands of milky white gas rise and swirl from the bead body, flowing into your mouth and nose like a trickle.
Under the light sun, the clouds are steaming and the mist is rising. The Taoist sitting cross-legged on the stone platform is exhaling his qi, creating a scene of an immortal family.
There is a saying in Taoism that those who eat Qi will be gods and live a long life. Unfortunately, what he looks like now only has his physical form, and the aura and aura are also different.
These things grown from Yuanling roots obviously have no effect on prolonging life.
After half a moment, the air droplets became extremely thin and finally were completely sucked away, leaving nothing in the air.
Chen Yu stood up and stretched. The spiritual energy will flow away when it is idle in the outside world, but after it is almost gathered into a solid body like air beads, the concentration in the area it occupies is extremely high, and it will dissipate more slowly.
But the big filter bucket phenomenon is still there, and even if it is slow, there will be some spillage.
"It's more convenient to keep it in your stomach and absorb it slowly."
He couldn't help but shake his head. Don't look at the fairy aura floating around just now. It looked like a bluff, but it was of little practical use. It was just that swallowing it in one gulp was too strong, and he was worried that it would cause the restlessness of the Qi in the body, so he chose this method.
Looking inside the internal organs, the lingering spiritual energy is wrapped and locked by spiritual power, leaving only a gap for it to be exposed, combined with the thick and churning Qi on the side.
After careful counting, except for the strand thrown into the five internal organs when entering the abdomen, there are still thirteen strands of spiritual energy left in the spiritual realm.
One full Qi bead can transform into fourteen people. This number has never been different since the Yuanling root was planted.
Immediately, his eyes fell on the organs.
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys. Plus a stomach near the spleen.
Nowadays, through the skin texture, you can see the flesh and blood of the meridians, and the vital blood flows through them without any ripples. The spiritual energy is quickly absorbed when it enters, but there is not much change.
Under the spiritual reflection, the mechanism of the organs did improve slightly, but the extent was too small, and there was a huge gap between the transformation he wanted.
Not enough? Or the direction is wrong?
Maybe. Chen Yu withdrew his thoughts and injected a ray of Qi that was nourished and strengthened by spiritual energy into the acupuncture point. The fetal membranes trembled and gradually became stronger.
He didn't look at it more. He discovered this scene as early as the first time he inhaled spiritual energy. At present, the stress-like strengthening of the fetal membranes has not shown any side effects, so he just allowed it to change.
…
Medicine field, an area full of wild grasses and flowers.
Chen Yu came here, holding a pot with a spout in his hand, swaying it twice, and pouring out the spiritual liquid into the flowers and plants in front of him.
After the fourth batch of spiritual plants was harvested, he made changes to the planting and cultivation of the fifth batch of spiritual plants, mainly to classify them into categories to facilitate statistical observation.
Flowers, grass, stone, iron, trees, fruits and vegetables, medicinal seeds...
All five areas have been filled in quite a bit.
After using the clever idea, I now mixed a pot of spiritual liquid and sprayed it on, watching the flowers and plants under my feet grow up and mature day by day.
Half-crouching down, he looked to his side and picked up a withered yellow root with dried flower bones hanging on it.
The contrast with the lushness at this end is obvious.
These were the last batch, those that were planted just after the medicinal field was renovated. Unfortunately, the inspiration was too great, and the number of flowers and plants planted was small. As a result, they became colorful in two or three days, and then they were destroyed before he could react.
In contrast, a few shrubs and saplings on the other side are growing well, not in a hurry.
Fortunately, the spiritual power in the soil was not much consumed, so he replenished a batch in time, quadrupling the quantity, and filling the entire place to the brim.
He took out a thin "experimental manual" from his arms and turned to a certain page, which recorded the growth of all the plants he had cultivated.
At present, under the catalysis of inspiration, different plants have different mutation and growth rates. Even the changes of the same type of plants under the catalysis of different numbers of inspiration are also different.
Generally speaking, ordinary flowers and plants are the easiest to overfill among all plants, grow the fastest, and change dramatically.
In addition, fruits, vegetables and trees came second, and stone, iron and jade changed the slowest. Especially the latter, even with the aid of spiritual insight, he didn't know whether these things had changed or not.
That layer of faint and hazy brilliance looked like it was caused by the spiritual machine being wrapped up and buried for a long time.
He did not dig it out hastily, fearing that it would disperse in the wind after shaking it twice.
Just wait and see for a while.
"Speaking of rapid changes, living animals should be more easily catalyzed than flowers and plants."
Thinking back to those earthworms who unfortunately died in the past, he still has no plans to directly eat the spiritual energy. However, the spiritual energy that was as terrifying as tigers and leopards can already be eaten. It is not impossible to use the spiritual energy on oneself in the future.
"If this is true, I wonder what this body can produce."
Three heads and six arms? Self-generated spiritual liquid? Golden muscles and jade bones?
God knows.
After watering the flowers and soaking in the fragrance around him, he returned to the courtyard with the kettle.
As for the watering technique...how should I put it, the idea is indeed good, but the reality is very helpless. After the medicinal field is divided into five parts, the fields that need watering are not large, and the ready-made kettles are enough.
But Yamada's side was too wide, at least for the watering technique he had created, and it couldn't be covered at all. He was busy here and there, not to mention the effort, and the effect was not as good as the previous method of watering.
It can only be described as tasteless.
However, this method is not completely useless. In addition to laying the foundation for the real water-bending technique, it still comes in handy after he deliberately designed it.
Wow!
Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of splashing water came from outside the courtyard, followed by the roar of deer. It was a bit frightening at first, but then it sounded novel after a few more sounds.
Chen Yu looked in the direction of the peach tree. The courtyard wall separated him from his sight, but the scene could almost come to mind. He knew without thinking that the greedy deer must have gone to the peach tree again.
Angry and funny.
This stupid deer has had water splashed on his forehead so many times, but he still refuses to learn a lesson.
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Outside the Taoist temple separated by a wall, a maroon deer jumped, sniffed the wet fur on its body, licked it twice and then raised its head.
Standing in front of a peach tree.
The wooden sign engraved with unique textures puffed out mist, expanded and contracted continuously, and soon covered a height of six feet, covering most of the tree trunk.
The fawn stepped on its hooves and took two steps forward.
One breath, two breaths...
Until half of the deer entered the capital, the thick white mist quietly became thicker. After another moment, a voice suddenly came from inside, and the plush short tail was tilted upward, and the four hooves staggered back.
The big dark eyes pulled out of the mist were full of panic.
Next to it, a water tank that has been waiting for a long time also has several wooden signs inserted in it, hanging in a string on the tree.
At this moment, at the same moment when the deer broke out of the white mist, a thin gurgling sound came from the water tank.
Wow!
A water arrow shot out of the vat!
It was hit accurately on the deer's head, which had not yet recovered, and the already moist hair was completely soaked.
The silly deer stared with big eyes, sometimes raising his head to look at the sky, sometimes lowering his head to look around.
Obviously, a small brain is not enough for him to understand the reason. It is obviously not raining, so how can water splash on him?
With two yo yo sounds, it tentatively moved forward again.
Submerged in the mist, a slight sting penetrated the face, and it jumped back, followed by another water arrow hitting it.
The deer refused to run away, and its eyes gradually shone, as if it had found something interesting. It jumped repeatedly, and the mist became thinner with each stimulation, and cracks appeared on the wooden sign.
But it became more and more excited and was having a great time. From time to time it would jump into the fog and bite a peach branch to add to the fun.
He didn't even bother to eat it, he spit it out on the ground as soon as he took a bite, and jumped into the formation happily again.
At the entrance of the hospital, Chen Yu stopped at some point and looked at the scene with his hands behind his hands, his face expressionless.
Ask yourself, is it right or wrong to reduce the power of [Water Mist Anti-needle Array]?
"In this case, let's play the full version next time."
It's not okay to be so naughty all the time. You have to give this little guy some pain.