Qiu Ping's two small fins spread out and stretched.
It was a really sweet sleep, and I woke up energetic and refreshed.
But soon, he felt something good, and there seemed to be some changes in his body. With a slight sensation, the 250 qi meridians outside his body emerged, and strong and abundant qi and blood circulated around his body, making him feel that he It's like he turned into an elephant, allowing him to smash everything into pieces.
"Then...that..." Qiu Ping's little eyes widened. His Ziren knew very well that he was born with 180 Qi meridians, so where did the extra 70 come from? of?
He immediately looked at himself and quickly found something unusual.
On the back of his spine, an extra dorsal fin grew out of thin air, and those extra energy veins were connected to the dorsal fin.
"That fin...why does it look so much like the jade that Shen Changyang gave him?" The shape of the dorsal fin is not the same as that of the loach itself. It looks more vigorous and looks like a part of the body of some primitive fish.
Qiu Ping was very shocked. Even if it meant that his body would have seventy extra energy channels, it would mean that his Ziren had doubled in size several times.
He was originally a spirit with a trace of the blood of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach, but now he is almost the same as a direct descendant of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach five generations away.
Although it is not comparable to the 360 Qi channels of pure blood, it is still astonishing enough in Changning County and even Tai'an Prefecture.
After all, can a pure-blooded Golden Thread Loach exist at the legendary level?
Qiu Ping didn't know that the real power of that innate bone was not that it added seventy energy meridians to him, but that it injected an innate energy into his body.
It will give him the opportunity to transcend the limitations of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach bloodline in the future and reach the level of an innate creature.
Although the probability is very small.
"Since the Qi channel has been perfected, Jie Donglai should seek to enter the realm of ancestral orifices. I wonder if he will have more ancestral orifices if he has that plug-in." Qiu Ping became fascinated.
The number of ancestral orifices determines how many times a demon beast spirit can receive inheritance from its ancestors.
Based on Ziren before Qiu Ping, he could probably open up three ancestral orifices.
If it is not a pure-blood dragon loach, it should be possible to open nine.
It is true that creatures such as dragons and unicorns are born without ancestral acupoints, because their inherited memories are contained in their blood. As time goes by, those memories will be revived, and they will naturally gain the power of their ancestors from generation to generation. Practice experience.
That is not the reason why such creatures are becoming more and more prosperous from generation to generation.
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"Qiu Ping, Qiu Ping!"
The Tutu Gong stood outside the ancient well in Qiuping and shouted twice inside.
Along with a ray of black light rising, a three-foot-long boy appeared. Although his appearance was the same as before, his temperament was a bit more condensed, and there was a lot of dull hair on his forehead, and the hair was erected. , adding a bit of ruthlessness to it.
That stupid hair was actually formed from Qiu Ping's innate bones.
Just looking at him, the Earth God secretly marveled in his heart. After not seeing him for a while, the little loach's cultivation had grown so much that he could no longer see through the depths of the wrong side.
"Tui Gong, why should I call him?" Qiu Ping has been trying hard to step into the ancestral orifice recently and has not been out for a walk for a long time.
"Then the rice is about to be harvested. He asked for a harvest spell. He asked me to cast a spell to make the village drier so that people can harvest and dry it more easily." The landowner explained his purpose.
"It's easy to talk about it. I just cast the spell, Lord Landlord, and he will be there to help you." For those low-level landowners like them, ensuring that there are no mistakes in the harvest is one of the most important assessments for them in the year.
If the gods were not lazy, the harvest in each village would be clearly reflected.
Now it's already November, and it's time to harvest the rice. No wonder the landowner is so concerned about it.
The landowner was about to arrest Qiu Ping, and the two disappeared on the spot, and then appeared in the fields at a moment's notice.
At this moment, you can see that thousands of acres of fields in the village are covered with yellow and clear patches, and the heavy rice ears are bending the stalks.
The clear sunshine shines eastward, seeming to make the whole world shine with a golden color.
For farmers, those grains are nothing but gold that grows in the soil.
Some farmers in twos and threes were walking on the ridge of the fields, holding up an ear of rice with their legs from time to time, mentally assessing when the harvest would be ready.
Naturally, everyone is happy in their hearts.
The Earth God gently buckled the crutch in his leg on the ground and started chanting.
"The grains will be plentiful; the country will be stable, and the people will be able to make rice; there will be no trouble..."
At that moment, his expression was extremely solemn, his voice was ups and downs, and his voice spread out.
As he recited, the [Grain Abundance Technique] was quietly activated, and an invisible force centered on him and spread in all directions.
Qiu Ping stood in the fields, as if nothing around him had changed, and it seemed that some mysterious transformation had occurred secretly.
He couldn't help but let go and put his energy and attention on every ear of rice, every leaf, and every straw.
Gradually, a feast called Harvest blossomed in his spirit.
Each rice root system continues to grow eastward, desperately absorbing more nutrients from the soil.
Those nutrients are transferred along the straw to the ears of rice.
"Crack."
At the microscopic level, each grain of rice seems to have quietly expanded a little, as if it is trying to gently open the outer shell and show the fullness and plumpness of the outside to the world.
"Crack crack crack."
More and more rice is making the sound of ripening, as if forming a silent symphony in that farmland.
"The rice is ripe!"
I don’t know which farmer was the first to shout, and the whole Huangao Village became lively.
The young people at home, women in headscarves, energetic old men with half-grown children... came out of their homes one after another, either carrying sickles or baskets, and walked happily to the fields.
During the period when they come from the east, it is the time when they go the most.
They asked for rice harvesting, grain harvesting, and drying for drying... and they never had a moment of leisure.
But are they happy in their hearts? Of course they are happy that half a year of hard work has paid off. Can the land feed their stomachs? Is there a more beautiful thing in this world?
"Oh, he's so exhausted." The Earth God walked on the ground, his breath was much weaker.
[Grain Harvest Technique] However, his magical power is not a priesthood, so every time he uses it, he consumes a huge amount of divine power. With his strength, he can only use it twice a year.
"Little loach, leave it to me to take the food from the east. Don't let the grain be contaminated with moisture. Otherwise, it won't be able to be stored." The landowner waved his leg towards Qiu Ping and warned Qiu Ping with great effort.
He knew whether it was the first time the little loach had done that kind of thing since he became a god, so he said a few more words.