Without inspiration, beans and cucumbers are best sown in February. Chen Yu trimmed the vegetable garden, divided the remaining area slightly, and planted several types of vegetable seeds on hand.
The pear is a plant similar to sweet potatoes. It grows in the soil and is wrapped in half a finger's worth of cortex. When mature, it can be cracked open with a wooden stick or the like. The flesh inside is as white and greasy as snow, sweet and crispy.
In my memory, I have tasted the past of going up the mountain since I was a child. There were still many people in the temple at the beginning, including the old Taoist priests and the previous generations of temple masters. Many flat lands have been reclaimed, and the continuous green terraces and several nearby hills are cultivated.
There are many Taotians.
It is rumored that in the Central Plains, some Daguan sects have insiders who help them farm, and their fields are as close as those of wealthy families.
Since Yunhe Guan had no faith to rely on, he had to rely on the joint efforts of the disciples and Taoist priests of the Guanzhong to place more than ten Taoist fields in the mountains and fields. Over time, the disciples of Guanzhong had more or less cultivated the land and cultivated good land.
"The Taoist fields are deserted, and the vegetables and fruits have long since withered into spring mud in the cycle of spring and autumn."
There were not many seeds left, and what was passed down to Chen Yu was only a very vague memory - for Yu Jiu's predecessor in the mountains, the taste of ground pears was better than that of most mountain fruits, and it was a rare delicacy.
After planting vegetables for a period of time, Chen Yu carried a hoe and went to the pit where the gold and iron tools were buried. He squatted down and touched the soil and found that it was not as rough as before, but much softer.
"The effect of the magic machine is not bad. It works very quickly. The few grains I put in a few days ago have gradually transformed the soil..."
As for the utensils in the soil, he looked around and found no other changes. No matter whether the jade and bronze mirrors buried earlier or the few iron utensils he had just bought, they were all calm, without any ripples inside or outside.
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Back mountain, bamboo forest.
Chen Yu soared through the clouds and mist, crossing the cliff with his feet on the green rainbow and arriving in front of the sparse bamboo forest.
Qingtai Mountain is mostly composed of ordinary pines and cypresses, and bamboos and trees grow inconspicuously. In the early years, someone transplanted some of them near the Taoist temple, but many of them withered and died after growing for decades.
If you go deep into the mountains, you may be able to see patches of lush bamboo seas.
"Take ten first. You won't use too much spiritual fluid."
He came to the mountain not to look for a sea of bamboos to admire, but to gather a batch of bamboo rice and verify when the mangosteens would bloom.
Earlier, he transplanted a batch of green bamboo from this place to the back of the courtyard and used his inspiration to catalyze it. After more than a month, he got golden bamboo rice and silver hair adhered to the bamboo rice.
It is rare for mangosteens to bloom, and even with the clever liquid, they would not bloom so quickly. At that time, Chen Yu guessed that the bamboo forest here might not be long before it naturally blooms and bears fruit.
Now he took out a tube of spiritual liquid and poured it into the water. The bamboo leaves rustled, as if he was in joy.
He couldn't tell if it was three to five days or more, but it probably wouldn't exceed half a month. He found a few green bamboos on the edge that were growing well, and the spiritual liquid flowed down, seeping into the soil and nourishing the roots.
All that's left is to wait. There is no need to water it every day. Mangosteen is no better than spiritual plants, and its ability to absorb spiritual liquid is far less powerful. It takes two days to digest a tube.
Flying down from the mountain, Chen Yu returned to the Taoist temple.
He casually picked up a piece of dead branch and gathered the spirit and text into the sword-washing technique and lightly brushed it.
The spiritual light flashed for a moment, and the appearance of the branches did not change at all, but the fingers that pinched the branches felt a clear touch, and the hardness was greatly improved.
"There are certain differences in the adaptability and effectiveness of different materials to the sword-washing technique."
However, it may be that the foundation is too weak, so the amplitude appears to be very large. He thought a little more between his brows and his eyes. At present, the most suitable and most improved material is wood. Fresh creatures cannot be refined and strengthened, so living trees cannot enjoy the washing.
With the care of swordsmanship, only those broken and broken branches can receive the care of the swordsmanship.
This is true for flowers, plants, refined iron, and stone and jade.
There is only one exception, and that is flesh and blood creatures, whether alive or dead, cannot be purified. Chen Yu is not very clear about the reason for this.
"The Sword Cleansing Technique didn't work on me, but fortunately I still have the Rotation Technique that can keep improving."
The art of rotation can not only affect flesh and blood, but even during the transformation of the physical body, he has also developed a set of flesh and blood purification methods based on the wonderful resonance between transformation and rotation.
It has been perfected before, and until recently, it finally made a breakthrough. Unfortunately, the physical body is perfect and stable, and the effect of the flesh and blood purification technique is weak after it falls on the skin of one's own muscles and bones.
"It's a makeshift use. It happens to be in the realm of re-practicing foundation building and self-refining. With the flesh and blood purification technique, it can more or less fill in the gaps and fill in some of the deficiencies in the past."
Chen Yu had no choice but to face the fact that the technique he had put a lot of effort into developing could not keep up with his own pace. When it was first created, the physical transformation was in full swing, and the effect was very good when it was not yet perfect at that time.
"The physical foundation is still too strong and the technique is weak, so it didn't work."
He was going to take the time to evolve the flesh and blood purification technique again to see if he could add some strength, even if the experience when performing the technique would no longer be gentle but become intense.
He can bear it now.
The reason why I attach so much importance to the physical body recently is entirely because the Yuan Blood after consummation gave Chen Yu a small surprise.
Qi, blood and spirit merged.
At this point, the restless and full blood energy in the body no longer just quietly restrains the physical form, but can be truly released when combined with the spiritual power!
He was overjoyed, not because it gave him an additional means of fighting the enemy, but because he foresaw the significance of this fusion - the spiritual power in Niwan Palace could finally come into contact with foreign objects!
However, it was only after I tried it that I discovered that the external distance was not very long, and when it was located in an interior location, it might be due to overactive mental energy, and the consumption of energy and blood was several times greater out of thin air.
Unlike the spirit, qi and blood are directly related to flesh and blood. Excessive consumption in a short period of time will undoubtedly have a great impact on the physical body.
On the other hand, even if it is mixed with Qi and blood, its performance in handling and lifting foreign objects is generally good.
"In the final analysis, mental power is too fragile."
In the courtyard, Chen Yu rubbed a foggy red cloud in front of him, and with his thoughts and consciousness, it sometimes turned into handprints, sometimes into wild beasts, and finally disintegrated after pretending to be a breeze to clear away all the debris in the courtyard.
Threads of red mist rose on the shoulders, arms, back and abdomen.
These are the actualized qi and blood. In just a few moments, moving less than half a kilogram of dust and debris for a distance of three to five feet will cause the qi and blood in the body to weaken a lot, and the organs, muscles, bones, and body will also appear weak.
On the contrary, not much mental energy is consumed, and most of it is recovered into the mud pill after it collapses.
Regarding the depletion of Qi and blood, Chen Yu only paid attention to a few organs and bones. After confirming that there were no problems left, he stopped looking at them.
Gululu drank a mouthful of spiritual liquid, and the blood gradually regained its vitality. The body at the perfect level was also exerting force, quickly filling up the energy and blood to moisturize every part of the body.
Compared to using his energy, blood and spirit to lift and pull foreign objects, he valued the changes brought about by this fusion more. Chen Yu felt that he might be able to explore more things in the process of spiritual interaction.
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It was said that it took ten and a half days, but in fact it only took three days.
After watering the spiritual liquid for the second time, the green bamboos on the back mountain were covered with small yellow flowers as big as fingernails.
But after he finished picking the dark brown bamboo rice, the dozen or so slender bamboos withered visibly to the naked eye, their green spots faded, and they turned yellow.