Outside the Taoist temple, the mountains are rugged and the roads are rugged.
There are peach trees on both sides, and on the dark purple-red curved branches, against the backdrop of emerald green leaves, small buds grow quietly.
In the courtyard, Chen Yu was not aware of the changes in the outside world. The cold wind had already dispersed, and the warm sun was changing to a blazing heat, spreading its enthusiasm towards all things in the world.
He was staring directly in front of him, rubbing his chin with one hand, and tapping gently on his knee with the other hand.
His expression was serious, his eyes twinkling.
After a long breath, Chen Yu seemed to have made a decision. He picked up the slightly dry Qingling root buds in the bowl in front of him and held a bowl of spiritual liquid in his right hand.
Close your eyes, open your mouth, and swallow continuously.
Immediately, he had no time to appreciate the taste of the buds and the warmth that the spiritual liquid stirred in his stomach. He used his self-created spirit-rejuvenating body-building technique to experience it carefully.
After a while, Chen Yu opened his eyes again and stood up, but his expression was filled with realization.
Sure enough, Qingling roots can indeed further increase the absorption of spiritual liquid, or in other words, the upper limit that is expected to come is gradually broadened and raised bit by bit under the influence of Qingling root buds - in this way,
The absorption efficiency of the Soul Calling Strengthening Technique has returned to its original level. Even after taking more Qingling Root later, the absorption capacity may be even higher than before.
"That's it?"
Looking at the only half of the Qingling root left in the dish, Chen Yu, who had been troubled and worried just now, felt a little complicated at the moment. He thought it was a major event related to his future, but it turned out that he seemed to have misunderstood.
Even if I had insisted on taking Qingling Root from the beginning instead of shelving it after the experiment failed to show any effect, I am afraid that I would not have had this trouble at all.
Thinking of this, I felt a little embarrassed for a moment and couldn't laugh or cry.
But from another angle, it indirectly verifies that the human body does have an upper limit for absorption.
Suddenly, he felt that Lingji's catalysis still had great potential. Not only Lingji's liquid, it seemed that these catalyzed plants also hid many secrets.
Chen Yu thought about it, while feeding the half into his mouth, he took out the record book, spread it out in his hand, and wrote down the three words Qinglinggen.
He had a hunch that the real role of Qingling Root was not to raise the upper limit, which was too vain, but rather to focus on some specific focus.
Just like the spiritual liquid is transformed and absorbed through the liver, what about the Qingling root, which also acts on the liver? This is indeed very possible, otherwise the original absorption limit would not be exceeded.
After solving this problem, which could not be called a big or small problem, in just a few days, Chen Yu turned around and devoted himself to the cultivation of other crops.
In fact, if I hadn't spent a lot of time on Brother Chicken and experimented with Qinglinggen and other plants, it might not have taken so long at all.
The reuse of the Qingling Root also made him more confident in spiritual catalysis.
Of course, after a few days, the effect of the spirit liquid will be equally impressive.
The spring millet seeds that sprouted on the wooden board have sprouted inch-long seedlings, which is much faster than the young shoots that only emerge in the field.
And each root is very strong. It can be expected that when it grows up, it will produce many ears.
But these days are all good things. Just yesterday, the sage leaves that were transplanted earlier dried up, and the spring onions that were later used for seasoning were gone. This disappointed Chen Yu for a long time.
In addition, only one of the three pots in which the medicinal seeds were planted sprouted, which was a yin medicinal herb called Baoxincao.
From the five types of medicines he had previously bought at the Yamashita Pharmacy, this time he selected three that did not have too outrageous environmental requirements.
At that time, money was limited, and there was no precious one.
Just like this Baoxin grass. It is said to be a grass, but in fact it is more like a vine. It originally grew between the cracks of rocks, accompanying shrubs and moss. It doesn't matter the environment. At most, it only needs to insert two sticks and a few stones after germination.
Riding next to it.
Baoxincao is common and cannot be sold for much. It is also called "worthless gold" and "one-money yellow vine" by herbal collectors who go to the mountains.
Now, this worthless root has grown out under the stimulation of the spiritual liquid - the ones catalyzed by the spiritual machine still haven't moved, as if they are dead.
I fiddled with the celery, and I pinched some and sprinkled it on the dried mushroom loach soup to enhance the freshness. Fortunately, the growth was still satisfactory, and the areas where it was pinched had regrown.
So when Chen Yulin went to the backyard, he pinched some more and put them on the stove. Also there were four skinny loaches that had their stomachs disemboweled.
It has to be said that he is really not suitable for raising.
After a few days, a lot of crabs died, and only three loaches were left alive, hiding in the dust and lingering, not knowing when they would die.
During this period of time, I have been busy experimenting with the matter of exceeding the upper limit of the spiritual liquid absorption, so I didn't pay too much attention to it, as I didn't want to have reached such a situation.
There is really no choice but to be cruel and let them use their residual heat. But I have to say that the meat quality of the loach in the mountains is really not bad.
During the process, he also tried to cook a pot with Runchang Grass and Orchid Garden Fruit. As for the taste, it can only be said that it is full of color, fragrance and endless aftertaste.
It's just that there aren't many of these ingredients. If you really want to let them go and eat them, you have to wait a while longer for the third batch of transplanted vegetables in the medicinal fields to mature. Yes, the medicinal fields are full again, no longer.
Idle. The main reason is that the growth of medicinal seeds and grain seeds is really not as good as expected. The original plan was to wait for these two to grow before transplanting them to medicinal fields for further observation.
But now he consumes a lot of Lanting Divine Fruit and Qingling Root, especially the latter, and there is not even a bit left in his hands.
At the beginning, Greedy Deer only left one single seedling, plus the two picked when mature, which had already been used in experiments.
So the transplantation and cultivation started again, but this time there was no Yuanling root and Runchang grass.
After some shock, deep in the sea of consciousness, a few grains of inspiration accumulated during this period were lost.
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The breeze blows, and the mountains are peaceful and peaceful.
After solving the problem of spiritual liquid absorption, Chen Yu returned to his usual rhythm, reading Taoist scriptures every day and occasionally weeding his own fields. The grass in the rocky fields had deep roots and short leaves, so it was quite laborious to pull it up.
I didn’t go into the mountain again. I just took advantage of the light rain two days ago and went to the small forest behind the view to look for mushrooms. There weren’t many, but I found a few chicken fir trees with thick roots and wide umbrellas.
, was pulled out and put into the pot, eating the last piece of pheasant meat.
As we idle day after day, we gradually arrive in late April, ushering in the season of peach blossoms in full bloom.
Chen Yu moved the chair to the front of the yard. Not far to the right was the large tank with mountain crabs - a few duckweeds were floating on it, and three or two medium-sized black and red crabs could be seen among the rocks on the bottom of the water.
Blowing bubbles.
As for the loaches... He glanced helplessly at the small tank further inside. Otherwise, loaches were difficult to raise. With all his efforts, there was only one left.
Maybe it will be gone tomorrow.
However, Chen Yu doesn't plan to go into the mountains to catch them in the near future, as he is a little tired of it.
There are not many condiments in Guanzhong, and there are only a few ways to eat it. It is fresh, but the fishy smell is still there.
Looking back at the pink peach blossoms in front of him, Chen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked the flowers. He thought that if the Taoist temple had no flour, he might try peach blossom cake.
I don’t know why, but the peach blossoms here are much later than I remembered. Shouldn’t they normally bloom in mid-spring?
As a result, when we got here, we almost rubbed shoulders with the pear trees, and the flowering period collided with each other.
"Why did I forget this last time I went down the mountain?"
Holding the petals, Chen Yu lamented that there was not only no flour in the temple, but also no pasta. Now that he only had rice every day, he still wanted to change his taste.
But this is just a matter of time. It won’t be long before I can go back down the mountain. I can buy some and take them back with me.
On the other side, stroking the smooth bark of the tree, Chen Yu suddenly had a whim. Speaking of which, if he could give the peach tree some inspiration...
His eyes lit up. It was not that he had never thought about this before, but at that time, the search for inspiration had just begun. Unlike now, he finally had some ideas.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided that I could definitely give it a try.
Especially during the period when the peach trees had not yet produced fruit, he happened to want to taste the taste of peaches catalyzed by inspiration.
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