To this day, he still has not been able to figure out how Qi affects the outside world. Mental power is more solid than Qi but cannot shake even a particle of dust.
Chen Yu wants to find out. If the source of Qi's impact on the environment is discovered, it may be of great use and basis for him to practice and cultivate Qi and explore the next stage of practice.
Boom!
Looking up, it seems that clouds and mist are gathering in the sunlight, and the clusters are floating together.
After watering the last area of the medicinal field, he stopped for a moment outside the flowers and plants, then took the sickle to the area near the back wall where the cultivation was first started.
Here is the fourth batch of medicinal seeds planted in the ground. Unlike the ones in the pond that are about to bloom, these seeds have still not sprouted.
However, the vitality is abundant, so there is no need to worry about stillbirth for the time being.
When he arrived, he threw up the sickle in his hand, then put his index and middle fingers together and raised them upright. The acupoints on his palms and arms were wide open, and he controlled the Qi to control the blade as it sank into the field.
As early as June, when the fourth batch of spiritual plants was planted, in addition to the medicinal vegetables and fruits, there were also three other types of grains and spring millet that had been given two spiritual powers.
These grain seeds were first cultivated on wooden boards for a period of time, but unfortunately they failed to germinate like the medicinal seeds in front of them. They were later transplanted here and continued to catalyze.
Now it has finally grown and is ready for harvest.
A flying sickle moved around in the field, chopping wheat stalks and rice of different lengths.
It can only be said that the spirit machine is indeed much stronger than the spirit liquid, and the environment is important. The Qiudao wheat that does not like moisture and the Jinyang rice that eats the soil have both eared. After the spiritual liquid ripens, clusters are accumulated on the stems and leaves, or
Is it golden or gray-green.
There were not many seeds to plant at the moment, so Chen Yu quickly cut all the seeds and collected them beside him.
After sorting and tying them up, let them hang in the air at shoulder level, and then follow him back to the courtyard.
The in-depth development of the watering technique allowed him to make great strides in controlling Qi and gained a lot.
Qi's control can be divided into unsupported and supported, mainly depending on whether it requires the restraint and assistance of mental power. However, after spreading outward to a distance of five feet, he could not go any further regardless of whether he used mental blessing or not, so he put aside the distance and began to dig and control.
Flexibility, tolerance, etc.
It has to be said that mental power played a big role in this. Relying on meticulous observation and controlling the Qi in his body, he gradually figured out something.
It's not difficult to control other things with Qi's external release.
However, Chen Yu still carefully summarized, analyzed, extracted insights from it, and repeatedly modified the driving method.
Qi is a new thing. Unlike spiritual power, which can be regarded as an extension of consciousness, Qi is more independent. Therefore, its control involves all aspects - release, timing, maintenance, acupoints, perception, feedback...
Slowly, a set of methods for controlling objects emerged.
Although there are still many shortcomings, the method of suspending objects in the air can already be achieved, and the level of precision is far beyond the rough control level when the Qi was released.
Pick it up at your fingertips, effortlessly.
However, controlling objects is also difficult. It is not difficult to control light solid dead objects such as wheat straw and wooden talismans. And if what is being carried at this time is the stone roller in the inner courtyard, even if all the acupoints in Chen Yu's body are used
I guess I can only move it a little if I squeeze it dry.
It can't be moved at all.
He tried to compare, and found that the current upper limit of the driving level is about two hundred kilograms, and no more than three hundred kilograms at most. Considering walking and maintenance, the best thing to lift is around one hundred and fifty kilograms. That is why the spring harvest in the mountain fields
The millet was also moved back in two batches.
As for the great supernatural power of moving mountains and unloading ridges, he is absolutely beyond his reach at this moment.
Maybe we can look forward to one or two in the future.
In addition, fluid water is more difficult, but practice makes perfect, and you can already do it. The wind is not solid, and random stirring is okay, but it is much more difficult to control.
The most difficult ones are fire and thunder.
Totally confused.
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The four kinds of grains were collected and dried in the courtyard.
The food cultivated by these clever ideas is much better than the previous batch of spring millet produced by the spirit liquid. It is superior in size and plumpness. Moreover, the shell is thin and easy to dry.
So, in just one morning, the grain poles of different colors were put away and shelled.
In front of my eyes, there seemed to be a dim light floating on these rice grains.
The fragrance is everywhere.
Judging from the smell alone, it seemed that it was not as good as the spirit liquid, but Chen Yu could clearly see that there was a trace of slurry in the heart of each grain of rice.
There are both Qiu Daomai and Jinyang rice, spring millet is the least, but perhaps because Lingji eats more, the consistency is much higher.
Not much grain was harvested, so he specially set aside some of it for seeds - the spiritual plants cultivated by Lingji never had any seeds left, and he didn't know if these grain seeds could break this record.
Hope it can grow out.
However, when planting again, he will not put in the spiritual machine to catalyze it. After all, it has already been mutated once, so he has to plant it for two rounds to see if it will degenerate or undergo other mutations before he can put in the second round of spiritual machine.
Pick up the four hundred and seventy-seven rice grains placed on the plate.
He looked at the grain of wheat in his hand, which was more than an inch long.
I didn't know what to say for a moment.
Through the rice, which is as white as snow, you can clearly see the moistened slime inside.
Qiu Daomai... He has heard of the name of this wheat. It is grown in the summer with the Changbai millet that he has planted in the mountain fields. However, wheat seeds do not eat moisture, and their ability to grow in the medicinal fields depends entirely on cleverness.
But he didn't expect that the wheat grain in his memory, which only looked like a knife and was no longer than half a finger, could grow into such a huge appearance.
It is hard and the top of the wheat grain is sharp. If it is longer, it can be used as a hidden weapon.
Break it open and the fragrance will hit your nose.
"Is this... apricot flavor?"
Different from other grains, the taste of autumn saury is more unique, with a vague sweet and sour taste, and the smell is like being in a red apricot forest.
In a daze, he seemed to see a faint mist rising and floating out. Looking down, he saw that the layer of slime was evaporating rapidly.
It is exactly the same as Lingyuan.
The spirit surged out of Niwan Palace and filled the surrounding area.
Sure enough, he could see scenery that was invisible to the naked eye. He didn't know if it was because the gas was too small or because of other reasons. In short, from the perspective of spiritual power, these mist volatilized by the slurry lingered in the air for a long time.
It neither gathers into beads like spiritual energy, nor can it be filtered out by the big filter bucket of heaven and earth.
In the air, the sweet and sour taste becomes more and more intense.
Chen Yu felt his body, and after breathing many times, there was no change. It was just that his blood seemed to be faster, but he didn't know whether this was the effect of the alienated Qiu Daomai.
After thinking about it for a while, he got up and took the opened Qiu Daomai to the chicken shed. Brother Chicken was living a comfortable life these days. There were no new fruits and vegetables, and the herbs were not yet mature, so he put aside the work of testing the medicine.
Enjoy it with all your heart.
He is fat and strong, and has a big round shape.
"Open your mouth."
Chen Yu stepped forward, not even looking at the other party's suddenly fierce gaze and pair of sharp claws.
Without even raising his hand, as soon as Nian moved, the whole chicken was immobilized, slowly lifted into the air and moved in front of him.
The big red rooster is fearless and still wants to struggle.
The art of controlling animals is easier to restrain dead animals than living ones. Fortunately, he has a lot of energy now, so he can easily control a little rooster.
It's just a matter of consumption.
The chicken's beak was trembling as it was slowly opened by the Qi. He used his spirit to circle around it to prevent the Qi from flowing into the opponent's body, lest he die before he could get out of the attack.
In addition to the fact that it is difficult to tame a living creature, the real test of control is how to prevent Qi from infiltrating into the flesh and blood and causing changes that will cause the recipient to die quickly.
If it weren't for the isolation provided by his spiritual power, Chen Yu wouldn't dare to do this.
Although Qi itself does not have much adhesion, being able to stick to it and being wrapped are two different concepts. In the latter case, unless there is a thick layer of carapace or feathers, disaster will occur.
Seeing Brother Chicken swallowing half of a stick of Qiu Daomai, he put him back far away.
A group of chickens rushed over and started chirping, and two hens also circled around, cooing non-stop.
Ignoring it for now, the good times in the past period are basically over. Next, Chen Yu has arranged a long trial plan for Brother Chicken, not only it, but also the stupid deer.
There are only these types of food, but the flowers and plants in the medicinal field behind the courtyard are almost mature. For example, the six-foot-tall flower that smells fishy has produced fruit in the past two days, like a transparent leather bag containing black gravel.
, just looking at it makes me lose my appetite.
When the time comes, of course Brother Chicken will have to go first.
After all, it has experience in this matter.
Before leaving, Chen Yu glanced at Brother Ji who was already nesting in Wenwen Township, leaving a smile on his face.
Oh oh oh!
The big red rooster ruffles its tail feathers and spreads out a pair of wide wings, as if a giant roc is coming.
The next moment, there was only a popping sound. Brother Chicken, who held his head high, stretched his neck, and his cry suddenly dropped as if his throat was stuck. Then his head tilted, his chest and abdomen expanded by two points, and he lay crookedly on the ground...
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Chen Yu returned to the yard. He saw Brother Chicken's changes, but he was fine for the time being. He just couldn't digest it, just like the gluttonous deer who ate the spiritual liquid to ripen the spring millet.
Or they are too small and cannot be absorbed as well, so the symptoms seem a bit sudden and severe.
Just take it slow.
He collected the remaining rice grains. These were all catalyzed by inspiration and were hard-earned. It took several months just to plant them. The inspiration consumed a lot, and the cost was much higher than the spiritual liquid. If the effect was not yet clear,
It was Brother Chicken's turn to come out on top again.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu suddenly felt that Brother Ji should be grateful.
He was joking. He shook his head to suppress these miscellaneous thoughts, and put the barrel in the kitchen. The remaining seeds were not kept as he didn't know how long they could be kept, so he planned to dig up the soil that day and plant them directly.
Just put down the soil and plant.
"Originally, the autumn sword wheat doesn't like moisture. Although it can be grown with clever ideas, I don't know if these alienated varieties can successfully mature."
After thinking for a while, he felt that it didn't matter. It didn't matter whether it grew up or not. If it failed, he would just cultivate the next one.
Then his consciousness sank, and the sound of waves reached his ears.
The boundless ocean stretches before our eyes, with countless white lights flickering and surging beneath our feet, but only a handful of them penetrate the water and reach the empty sky, and among them, only a small part can be captured by the net and condensed into particles of light as bright as stars.
Even though he had gained mental strength and initially entered the path of spiritual practice, Chen Yu still couldn't figure out his current situation.
Solidity is not like consciousness, it is like virtuality but not like spirit.
Without thinking any more, he floated in the air and looked towards the corner, where there was a "starry sky" formed by the gathering of ideas.
I counted twenty pills.
The quantity was in line with the expectations. After turning the medicinal field into five directions, he stopped using his inspiration and kept accumulating it just in line with this quantity.
But his expression showed little accumulated joy.
One pill every three and a half days...never changed.
Doesn't the amount of Qi and spirit have anything to do with it? Or is the output of spiritual energy related to other things?
Finally, Chen Yu took a look at the misty and dark land behind the 'starry sky', and he knew that there was a giant network hidden there that he could not usually see.
His eyes were thoughtful, and then he quietly retreated.
Wow! The silent waves are still surging in the ocean.