Gu Changhuan had already thought about it when planning the space. He made a lake on the second floor and moved part of the ink-heart lotus and other third-level aquatic creatures there. Now that there are spring crystals, it is more convenient.
First use spring crystals to create a spring, and then introduce the water from the spring into the lake. You can also use the spiritual spring water to water the elixir from time to time. With the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the elixir planted on the second floor will grow better.
Speaking of which, there are very few elixirs planted on the second floor. Apart from the elixirs needed to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill, there are only Heyuan fruit trees.
However, the third-level elixirs and plants obtained in the secret realm this time must be planted on the second level, especially the Golden Source Fruit.
Jinyuan fruit has a core, and the core of the spiritual fruit is a seed. If it is cultivated well, it can grow a new spiritual fruit tree. Gu Changhuan is quite experienced in cultivating elixirs. After all, he has not seen so many seeds in vain.
Notes from the Spirit Son.
The Jinyuan fruit core is nourished by spiritual spring water and under his care. The spiritual energy concentration on the second floor is also at the fourth level. It should not be difficult to grow a fruit tree.
There is also the Heyuan Fruit. It is also necessary to grow a few. The Gu family has a lot of foundation building periods now. If you eat a few Heyuan Fruits before forming a Zifu, the chance of forming a Zifu may be increased.
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We also need to divide the black-tailed spirit bees into swarms and send some of them to the second floor.
There are already two ponds on the first floor, which are quite sufficient. However, the two little guys Mo Lin and Qing Tu don’t have a nest. I occasionally heal and meditate in the Xuantian Tower today, but it is also a covered room. It is better to build a hanging room.
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The Jue Ling silkworms are first raised on the first floor. Feed them the Phoenix Fire Mulberry and the Tianyou Mulberry dug earlier to see if they can adapt to it, so that they can detect any changes in time.
Those harmless monsters should also have a territory drawn for them, but they don't need fences. Ordinary fences can't stop these monsters. Just use formations.
The reproduction speed of low-level monsters is too fast. Within ten days outside and half a year in the tower, the number of these monsters more than doubled.
When he returns to the family, these harmless monsters will be contributed to the family, so he only needs to keep a few as food reserves.
The butterfly eggs must also recognize their owners to prevent them from conflicting with the black-tailed spirit bees or other monsters living in the Xuantian Tower after they hatch.
After planning all this, Gu Changhuan started to get busy.
Although these things were trivial and troublesome, Gu Changhuan saved a lot of effort with the help of puppets. It took him less than two days to complete all these things.
He sat in the bamboo house he built with magic and made a long list of all the spiritual objects that needed to be contributed to the family.
After doing this, he looked out the window and saw that there was no more spiritual rice planted in the space. All the spiritual rice planted were elixirs. Many of the massive spiritual rice that had matured before were refined into spiritual energy by him to increase the concentration of spiritual energy in the Xuantian Tower. Now,
It would be more appropriate to leave some of it to the family.
It’s just that when the time comes, I have to make up a reasonable lie to explain the origin of these things.
There is no need to hide the trip to Senheng's secret realm and Wuqiu Valley, but a large amount of spiritual rice, whether stolen or snatched, must have a source.
Gu Changhuan was a little worried.
Apart from these spiritual objects, the only things that need to be dealt with are the corpses of a few monster beasts in the ring.
The colorful lizard's corpse was riddled with holes in the talisman, and only a few bones and blood essence could be used.
Qing Tu was far away when Gu Changhuan was handling the corpse of the monster, but Mo Lin came over from nowhere and watched Gu Changhuan handle the corpse.
The bones are used to refine weapons and make wine, and the blood essence is purified and put in bottles for practicing secret arts.
The remaining flesh and blood is reserved for Mo Lin Qing Tu as food ration. After all, the flesh and blood of monster beasts contain true energy, and eating more of them can also promote the growth of their cultivation.
In comparison, the corpse of the Purple Toad Demon was quite well preserved.
In particular, the belly of the Purple Toad Demon should be very good for refining weapons, preferably into drums or defensive weapons.
Black Scale was very interested in the purple toad demon's poison sac, but Gu Changhuan did not give it the poison sac.
Not long after Mo Lin entered the first-level high-grade, even if he mutated, he might not be able to bear the poisonous sac of the second-level high-grade.
"I will keep this poison sac for you, and I will give it to you after you enter the second level." Gu Changhuan explained.
Mo Lin bared his teeth at Gu Changhuan, and then he remembered that he had promised to refine the magic weapon for Mo Lin and inlaid it with cold spring crystals. Now that he had finished what he was doing, it was time to start this matter.
He put the processed monster materials into the ring, and took out a few pieces of metal. He took a little of the same and melted it into an alloy. This magic weapon does not require any special abilities, as long as it can withstand the low temperature of the cold spring crystal and is easy to slide.
Just carry the slippery ink scales.
It didn't take long for a magic weapon like a ring to be refined. Gu Changhuan put the ring on Mo Lin's tail, then used the magic technique, and the ring was firmly stuck on Mo Lin's body.
Mo Lin rolled up his tail, obviously liking this magical weapon.
Gu Changhuan took a nap in the Xuantian Tower. When he woke up, he couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. He hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time.
After leaving Xuantian Tower, Gu Changhuan suddenly wanted to wander around this mortal town.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
In the world of immortality, as long as they are not too far apart, customs will not change, but for ordinary people, the customs are different within ten miles and the customs are different within a hundred miles.
This place is far away from his hometown of Yuqing Town. For ordinary people, it is a place that cannot be reached in a lifetime without the help of monks.
Because the neighboring demon tribes are very close to each other, the mortals in the Jiuqi Mountains are good at martial arts and are good at hunting in the mountains. The best among them can even fight wolves and catch eagles with their bare hands.
But the town he is currently in is surrounded by human lands and is located on a plain, so he is very curious about how the mortals in Hengzhou live here.
This town is larger than Yuqing Town. Gu Changhuan walked leisurely and contentedly on the streets paved with bluestones, listening to the shouts with local accent in his ears, feeling more relaxed than ever before.
He walked along the street, crossed the stone bridge, and walked onto the gravel path. The faint sound of children playing could be heard in front of him.
Gu Changhuan was brought back to his senses by the playfulness. He looked up at the sun, shook his head and smiled.
It's summer, the sun is in the sky, and such hot weather can't stop the children's enthusiasm to go out and play.
He looked up and saw six teenagers playing in the shade of a big willow tree. They all looked to be only six or seven years old.
The branches of the willow tree were twisted together to make a swing. A young man was standing on the swing, swinging high and very happy.
"It's my turn! It's my turn! Come down quickly!"
A young man with a thick head and a snotty nose suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the branch that was still shaking, and said.
When he pulled, the swing tilted, and the young man who was swinging high before lost his center of gravity and fell face-first to the ground from mid-air.
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Gu Changhuan poked the rolled-up ink scales, and they rolled away.