Several branches of Ganoderma lucidum have been found, and they are all found in remote mountains and deep water streams, covered in fog all year round.
The nature of this species is shady and cool, and it likes moisture. It tends to prefer places where it rarely sees sunny days for several months.
After transplanting it to the floating field, Chen Yu made a lot of preparations. He specially carved a dozen wooden talismans, described the spirit of gathering clouds and relieving mist, and used the original water mist and needle array to place them around.
Wisps of water mist emerged, a thin layer that was not thick and sticky, and there was spiritual light floating inside. That was the spirit gathering array at work.
Groups of spiritual water and dew sink into the soil, mixed with spiritual soil nutrients, and are absorbed by the roots.
"Nowadays, only Ganoderma lucidum can be cultivated. First put it into the mature plant with inspiration and wait for the changes."
As his thoughts rose and fell, he dug out a particle of pure white light from the sea of consciousness, threw it to the surface of the plant, and disappeared quickly in the blink of an eye.
For a day and a half, Chen Yu stopped briefly to explore the mountains that the locals call Nanshan. He picked up several unique plants and fruits on the way. After observing all things, he found that they were not satisfactory.
Then abandoned it.
Comparatively speaking, it was the water secreted by Ganoderma lucidum that interested him more.
This is a kind of juice with a special texture. Under mental illumination, you can see that it contains countless fine crystal grains. When exposed to the outside world, these crystal grains will quickly vaporize and absorb a large amount of heat. The overall temperature will be the same as normal temperature in a very short time.
A nearly double temperature difference is formed.
This is nothing more than the fact that he will feel the coolness when he touches it with his hands.
In areas with abundant water and mist, an even more magical scene will be formed. Individual cloud Ganoderma lucidum piles up, with crystal grains all over the place like river sand, wrapped in frost and mist and rippling in the wind.
Therefore, the hunters and medicine collectors here named him Yun Ling.
Chen Yu was curious about this kind of crystal grain that could quickly vaporize and cool down. After the inspiration was integrated into the plant, he kept observing it with his soul, and recorded all the changes without missing a beat.
Since the mutations of spiritual plants are difficult to control, he actually cannot be sure that the spiritual plants that finally emerge will perform in corresponding aspects. However, based on his long-term cultivation experience, he is not sure about plants that naturally have certain characteristics.
In other words, its characteristics are more likely to mutate due to clever mutagenesis.
There can be four or five times out of ten. Although the probability is not 100%, it is still more worth investing than pure luck. At least with the same possibility of harvest, this approach consumes a lot of inspiration and time.
It takes a lot less energy.
After planting the seeds, Chen Yu gathered the clouds and rain as usual, making the mist thicker and thicker. He stopped his movements, found an empty place, sat down cross-legged, and transferred the techniques.
Deep in thought, breathing and breathing together, the free spiritual light floats from the sky, and is immediately swallowed into the stomach.
The light is flowing, the light is rising slightly, and the mana consumed in the body is gradually being replenished as before.
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In the mountains, several people were searching, but they didn't know what they were looking for.
The men following behind formed a group, all wearing leather armor and holding hunting knives and stabbing sticks to protect their left and right sides. They glanced at the surrounding grass and trees with their peripheral vision, and were always cautious.
They are all mountain people who have been in the mountains and forests for many years, and they have a deep understanding of the wild beasts in the forests.
Mr. Song took Master Liang with him, and the two of them advanced together with the others. At the front were a young man named Huzi and a hunter named Niu Da.
The group of people shuttled through the dense forest. About two quarters passed before they came to a gentle slope on a rocky ground and stopped to rest. At this time, Huzi stood on the stone hill and searched for a while, and then picked out the thickest and longest tree.
Climb up quickly with your hands and feet and look around in the distance.
When he came down again, his face looked a little gloomy, and he obviously failed to find anything. He walked to the young man and said a few words to him and Master Liang. The two of them looked calm. After lowering their heads to discuss, they quickly made a decision. After a while,
, a few people trekked again, this time changing the direction and continuing deeper.
"That day when I entered the mountain, I saw a person flying in the sky. Immortal clouds were floating in the sky, and the mist was cloudy. It was difficult to see his face clearly. However, those extraordinary and refined people must be true immortals practicing in the mountains."
"Perhaps. If what Brother Yang said is true, then this immortal should indeed live in seclusion in the mountains and hide from others."
The three of them kept talking, while the others were confused and couldn't understand much. They were all men from the fields and forests, and they couldn't read half of the words. How could they understand this.
They were talking about immortals and gods, and they were probably a mysterious young man who was too distracted. There have been many rumors about this in the countryside since he was a child, and various stories were spread from the county. They were very diverse.
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But this time, the young master was willing to spend a lot of money to gather everyone. Naturally, they didn't say much else. They only looked at a few people with vague sympathy.
Immortals? Farmers and hunters have been foraging for food from the fields in Daliu Village for generations. When natural and man-made disasters occurred, they often fled into the mountains and forests, but the immortal family mentioned by the three people... had never been heard of.
The young master looks handsome, but unfortunately he is a bigoted and prodigal man.
My mind was churning with thoughts, but Niu Da, an honest man with a simple and honest face, was a little more thoughtful.
It was not that Huzi had never told him about what he had seen in the mountains, but that night he was immersed in the joy of reuniting with old friends and drank heartily. He followed him closely to catch hares in the mountains until the big boss in the county arrived in the village.
After the middle school, he really had time to ask and think about the key points.
Huzi is his playmate, and he won't cheat easily. Since he said he met an immortal, there is a high probability that he won't be able to escape.
"Are there really immortals?"
Looking up to the top, you can see sparse clouds through the dense leaves of the trees, dotting the blue sky, making the sky extraordinarily vast.
Walking in the narrow forest, this kind of confusion filled my mind more and more, and Niu Da felt a little dazed for a moment. In his sight, a flying bird flew across, its wings trembled, and it seemed to disappear and appear.
At this time, I noticed that there were no clouds covering the surrounding area.
Huh?!
He rubbed his eyes and looked again, only to find that the big bird only left a black dot on its back in the distance.
Others called out, and Niu Da quickly came back to his senses and strode forward. Without thinking too much, he quickly threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind - he was probably blinded by the sunshine just now and saw the wrong thing.
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On the mountain, several hundred feet away, Chen Yu didn't pay attention to how the people below were eager to meet the immortal they were looking forward to again. He was currently floating, looking down at the entire floating field.
It needs to be expanded, and the filter layer, water collection layer, and transformation layer at the bottom must be built and improved.
These three were specially made by him for the floating field. When mixing the floating field soil, Chen Yu not only used light air grass juice mixed with spiritual soil as the base, but also sorted out several compartment-like structures inside. Initially, it was for strengthening.
The spiritual soil has the ability to decompose the remaining roots, stems and grass leaves of the plants, but it was later discovered that it is not only this, but also needs to be considered in areas such as watering, soil transformation and spiritual adsorption.
Nowadays, he mostly uses the small cloud and rain technique to splash the spiritual liquid and irrigate it. Compared with the spiritual stone and spiritual soil, the effect of the spiritual liquid is undoubtedly duplicated, but at the same time, there are also some unique features in terms of ripening.
Therefore, it has never been eliminated and has been used to this day.
After absorbing the spiritual liquid, part of the water will be expelled from the plant. How to deal with this liquid full of impurities becomes a problem.
Chen Yu thought about gathering them directly at the bottom of the floating field, but this way, after each watering, the corresponding area of the floating field would have to rain.
The impurities discharged during the alienation process of spiritual plants are not friendly to living beings. Although there is not much harm, if they are contaminated and bathed too much, they will still have some effects that cannot be said to be benign.
"Rather than being restrained, it's better to evaporate directly!"
Therefore, under the absorption and transformation layer, a large net built by Qing Yan slowly unfolded, and all tangible and intangible objects fell, and he could easily burn them up if he wanted to.
The temperature of Qing Yan may not be high at first glance, but as a magic-driven attack technique, things that cannot be affected by high temperatures can also be destroyed from the inner structure.
Efficient and fast.
The key is that he has already engraved this technique in his heart, and he is particularly comfortable in performing it.
Nowadays, you only need to hang a layer of collection structure at the bottom of the floating field and clean it with Qingyan every once in a while.
When one problem is solved, he throws himself into another.
In fact, there are many problems with the floating field. In the final analysis, it is just a grass platform that has just been built. If it is to be truly perfected, it will take a long time to invest.
And while Chen Yu was focusing on improving the various problems exposed in the floating field, the people in Daliu Village finally couldn't hold on anymore - it was a trivial matter to spend a few hundred taels, but unfortunately they were never able to find the trace.
Behind Hu Zi, he only occasionally saw a few mountain streams with traces of picking.
"Could it be that it's Huzi that you misjudged?"
On this day, Niu Da quietly pulled the other person aside.
"The mountain was foggy and the sky was still dark. I accidentally mistook the herb gatherers who went up the mountain to pick herbs for immortals... As for the floating figure... maybe it was the soaring figure while climbing on a long rope?"
Yang Hu was silent. Even he couldn't help but start to wonder if he was blinded in the first place.
To be honest, having spent some time in the county town, he is more aware of the current atmosphere and craze for Xuanxu in the city.
The accidental glimpse at that time made him pursue it for many days. Finally, he had no choice but to report it to Yunlingfang and sold the information to the Song family master.
True? False?
Yang Hu thought about it seriously, but it was really hard to explain without any real evidence. Faced with the doubts of his good brother, he could only make a few perfunctory remarks.
He took the money given by the Song family master and went all the way to the other party's temporary residence.
Since he couldn't find it, the upright young man didn't want to accept the money with peace of mind, so he should return it. Even if he didn't have a lot of money, even the drinks were saved from the workshop where he worked. I'm afraid he would have to pay for it.
Only by compensating for wasting the other party's time and energy will you feel at ease.
Fortunately, Mr. Song did not take it back.
"Brother Yang is really kind, but since the money has been given away, his subordinates are."
Seeing the young man hesitating and hesitating, he felt a little ashamed. Such honest and simple people made it rare for Mr. Song and Mr. Liang, who had come from aristocratic families, to laugh for a moment. The boredom of going through the mountains and fields for several days without finding anything was relieved a little.
The handsome young man smiled and said, "May I ask Brother Yang if he has ever deceived Yunlingfang?"
Yang Hu waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this.
"Have you ever lied about seeing and hearing immortals?"
The young man once again denied that he had really seen it. Unfortunately, as time passed and his memory became blurred, it became increasingly difficult to explain why that scene occurred.
"Since Brother Yang did not deceive or lie, and he went into the mountain with Master Liang to provide guidance, he did find some traces... In this case, there is no reason for us to withdraw the reward.
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"Well, let's do this for now. I'll let you know when I want to know more details, or if I meet that person again, I will definitely report the news to you first!"
"Okay! It's a deal!"
They were having a good time, but they didn't know that at this moment, Chen Yu went down to the floating field again and came to the mountain forest to prepare for one last search and was about to leave later.
At the entrance of the village, the two of them were about to leave in a carriage.
Niu Da also brought Hu Zi and gave away a lot of mountain goods. Both of them felt that the big man in the city was much better than the one in the story. Others in the village were similar and felt that the starting salary was enough.
Generous!
Gululu - The carriage drove away. Mr. Song opened the curtain and looked back. The disappointment in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
"You're here for nothing..."
"..." Master Liang didn't say anything, he just drove his carriage and horse forward on the rough dirt road.
The young man in the carriage sighed, and finally said no more. Thinking about it from another angle, at least this time he understood his family's tolerance for Xunxianwen.
Well, it might not be a bad idea to use this opportunity to do something from scratch in the future - provided that at the right time, we can come up with something related to immortals that is enough to attract those die-hards.
"If you meet a few more times, you might be able to meet someone."
Of course, it is more likely that you will never encounter it in this life.
At the same time, at the moment when the young man turned his gaze to the side and the curtain drooped, the carriage and horses slowly embarked on their return journey, and in the sky where no one could see them, there was also a huge field floating with them...