He didn't answer immediately, but just invited Chentian to go to the depths of Maoyuan.
After bypassing two rows of tall Zeng trees, a slope of yellow plants appeared in front of Chentian, as big as rapeseed flowers and growing gratifyingly.
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"This thing looks like a chrysanthemum. It is very picky about soil fertility and loves the sun." Fan Sheng, like a guide, rambled on about the half-acre of plants in front of him.
chrysanthemum?
It's indeed quite similar.
Chen Tian squinted his eyes. The residual powder produced by the monks after absorbing the spirit stones is called jade dust. If it is mixed with water and poured on vegetation, it can accelerate ripening.
If ordinary plants are watered two or three times a year, they will become extremely strong. If it is watered more often, the roots will be burned, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
But these tall yellow chrysanthemums, according to Fan Sheng, are not afraid of too much jade dust at all. They can even grind the spiritual stones directly into powder, and they can absorb them directly, no matter how much they are.
So after Fan Sheng exhausted Hekunmen's spiritual stone reserve, his temper grew. He really wanted Chen Tian to give him some top-quality spiritual stones to see what Zhang Ju's limit was.
"Okay." Chen Tian nodded.
He was also very curious about the functions of these gadgets, so he signaled Tong Ruoran to open the lacquered wooden box and handed out two spiritual stones as big as inkstones.
"Junyu?" Fan Sheng was surprised and happy.
The spiritual power reserve of this kind of spiritual stone is extremely high, almost in liquid form, and most sects are reluctant to absorb it. Instead, they make it into pendants for the elders in the sect to wear.
It is said that just wearing it on the body can easily keep one's mind clear, which is better than ambergris.
"Godly Lord."
"Um?"
"Isn't this a bit too luxurious?" Fan Sheng took the jade filled with spiritual energy and looked at the half-acre chrysanthemum, feeling very distressed, "It feels like a waste."
"Use it, dig it out when it's gone, it's a waste to keep it for nothing." Chen Tian pretended to be calm.
Fan Sheng did not refuse much and picked up the jade in person. After carefully weighing the jade, he cut it into small pieces and then ground it into powder.
Then mix the jade dew liquid into two tanks of water, finally put it into the shower head, and carefully pour it on the root system of half an acre of chrysanthemums.
After half a while.
There was a clicking sound in the fields.
The chrysanthemum rustled and twitched its branches and leaves in response, apparently absorbing abundant spiritual energy and growing vigorously.
Taking advantage of this leisure, Fan Sheng reported to Chen Tian again: "Oh, by the way, Zhangju can move around the sun and the moon, following the light and shadow. This is something that no other plant has."
"Ah? What does this mean?" Tong Ruoran didn't understand.
Standing next to Chen Tian, she also looked puzzled. She pondered for a long time and asked carefully, "In other words, Zhangju seems to follow the sun?"
Fan Sheng was holding the showerhead in his hand and felt great pressure when he saw everyone's eyes focused on him.
Although everyone looked in disbelief, he still said firmly: "Yes, Zhang Ju's flower disk does rotate with the sunlight."
hiss--
This thing hasn't even taken shape yet, but it's already showing signs of becoming a spirit?
In order to absorb more of the essence of the sun, isn't Zhangju working too hard?
"Then..." Tong Ruoran felt strange and suddenly realized a problem. He was particularly curious, "The sun automatically moves to the west. If it stays until night, what should Zhang Ju do? Turn it back?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone was shocked by this.
If Zhang Ju suddenly turns around in the middle of the night, whether or not to throw away the melon seeds on the huge flower plate, the scene will be scary just thinking about it, right?
"Well..." Fan Sheng was startled, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said, "When it's midnight, Zhangju will silently turn back by itself, with the flower disk roughly in the southeast to welcome the next day's sunlight."
There are specialties in the art industry.
Fan Sheng noticed such a delicate little thing.
After chatting, Chentian suddenly discovered that the flower plate of Zhangju had melon seeds, but they were so small that they could only see the rudiments, like sesame seeds.
The pressure came to Chen Tian again. There were not many spiritual stones left, but Zhang Ju was obviously not full yet.
"Isn't it just a spiritual stone?"
"Dig again when it's gone!"
"I will definitely get it done today!" Chen Tian was heartbroken and opened the lacquered wooden box and took out three spiritual stones again.
Now no one could see the pained expression on his face, and Fan Sheng was even more shocked: "Sir, this is a jade, one piece is worth ten pieces of jade."
In fact, the quality of jade is not high.
But the advantage is that the spiritual energy reserves are astonishing.
If you trade quantity for quality, one piece of jade can indeed be worth ten pieces of jade. This treasure, which is usually used to supply large ships of spiritual weapons, is now ground into powder and poured into the ground, which makes everyone feel sad.
"Don't worry about it. If your chrysanthemums don't grow anything useful today, pick them all up and feed them to the giraffes!"
"Well--"
Fan Sheng was dumbfounded and did not dare to speak out to persuade him. He quickly ground the jade into powder, put it in the shower, and poured it into the fields.
This time's spiritual energy irrigation was obviously more effective than the previous one. Half an hour after it was poured, the sound of chrysanthemums sprouting and sprouting was heard, much like the rustling sound of silkworms gnawing at mulberry leaves.
Tension spread in the air.
It seemed as if the air was stagnant.
In the woods thousands of miles away, there was also a group of people with tense faces. They were wearing armor, and the long bows in their hands were trembling.
The pointed tip of the arrow pointed directly at a group of sturdy men under the valley, and the murderous intention was beginning to appear.
"Brothers, please remember, we are now descendants of the Yin family, and we must not reveal our Gusu City accent!" The captain pointed to the big flag behind him and said carefully, "As long as this vote is achieved!"
"The Liusha Chamber of Commerce will be able to take over Yanshan. By then, all the trade routes to the outside of the customs will be in our hands!"
"Wealth is found in danger!"
"You can turn over if you catch it!"
After saying this, as the captain lowered his sword, a whistle rose into the sky, and a harsh signal immediately resounded throughout the valley.
Arrows rained down from both sides of the bank, and they rushed towards the large number of soldiers and horses at the bottom of the valley, instantly arousing a bloody mist.
After a wave of coverage, the captain led the group of mercenaries and suddenly jumped out of the woods where they were hiding, heading towards the bottom of the valley without hesitation.
The offensive is too fast and the invasion is like fire.
The burly man at the bottom of the valley couldn't react at all. As soon as he made contact, most of his life was taken away.
Without even having time to ask the name of the opponent, the tough man's side immediately launched a counterattack. Years of military training have formed muscle memory and they quickly formed a formation.
This is something that mercenaries who value money but not fate can resist.
The two sides immediately fought to a draw, and shouts, killing sounds, and wails and screams resounded throughout the valley bottom.
More than 5,000 people were crowded into the narrow valley, fighting in groups, with murderous intent and fighting intent intertwined. The mountains were silent and hundreds of beasts were dormant.
Half an hour later.
More than a thousand burly men all fell to death. No one was spared, and they were all killed.
The captain was not at ease yet, so he took one last shot after another. However, he was not careful and was stabbed by the burly man who was not yet dead.
"Fuck!"
"A bunch of reckless men!" The captain was stabbed in the forearm, bleeding profusely.
He was immediately unstoppable. Relying on the strength of his armor, he grabbed the spear, broke it in two, and stabbed it into the big man's neck.
"Hurry up! Their response is coming soon!" The captain kicked away the corpses at his feet and told his men to leave. As for these more than a thousand corpses, as long as the sun sets, the beasts that smell the blood will naturally clean up the battlefield.