In late June, the northwest sun, fierce and dry, gave a very stuffy feeling.

Even Fengsheng Village, a place covered by countless vegetation, felt a wave of heat constantly surging.

Small greenhouse.

There is naturally a temperature control equipment in the greenhouse, and the small greenhouse is divided into rooms, and the temperature of each room is different, but basically it will be kept in a constant temperature state.

But even in the constant temperature state, Song Shan's forehead was still flowing with cold sweat drop by drop.

Sweat almost soaked his clothes.

He also looked very manic.

"It won't work that way!"

"That won't work!"

"What the hell is going to do!"

"Now I can try all the methods I can try, if this continues, the new Blood Soul Grass has not been cultivated, I'm afraid this finished product will be dragged down!"

Song Shan hadn't slept for several days, and his eyes were blood-red.

The damage to the original plant is very great, the plant is also a life, people can not die if they break their hands and feet, and they will also be greatly injured, and the same is true for plants, so cut off its branches to cultivate, which hurts his vitality.

Song Shan still uses the water spirit bead to maintain its life, otherwise, Song Shan's attempt to destroy this plant would have been destroyed long ago, and there may be no more Blood Soul Grass in the world.

"It's not okay to go on like this!"

"Change the soil!"

Song Shan gritted his teeth and decided to change the soil.

Changing the soil is equivalent to overturning all his previous planting methods, and he has tried it all over again, whether the new soil will have an impact on the Blood Soul Grass, he doesn't know, but now, he has no other way.

Can only try.

In the small greenhouse, in the corner to the north, there is an independent room, about 30 square meters, where there are squares one by one, each square is about one square, and the soil is inside.

A wide variety of soils.

Pregnant soil is a farmer's ability, and now farmers naturally can't do it, but the people of the ancient farmers have preserved a lot of this ability.

When Song Shan was in the capital, he tried it once.

He spent a lot of effort in order to conceive the land of the sun, and finally let him succeed, and finally succeeded in cultivating the dream interpretation grass.

When he returned, he realized the importance of soil.

He began to work on the cultivation of soil.

If it is just Song Shan, it is naturally difficult to cultivate more soil, but he is not alone, as the village chief of Fengsheng Village and the chairman of Fengsheng Agriculture, he can command many people.

In terms of collecting materials, he didn't need to do it himself at all.

And the key method of gestational soil is recorded in the ancient peasant codex translated by Fang Nanyi, and in the information database of Benyuan Ding, Song Shan has found some more, and now, he has mastered a lot of methods.

Of course, mastering the method is one thing, and whether you can do it is another.

At present, Songshan has only bred a total of five special soils.

The soil is not too many layers at all, the key is the right for the plant, the plant must absorb the components of the soil, in order to grow, the right soil for the plant, is the best soil.

Five Elements of Earth.

Take the essence of the four elements of gold, wood, water and fire, and then take the original soil as the foundation, the original soil is the mountain soil, and then use the method of the five elements to restrain each other, and combine their various soils, and cultivate them with the original soil, which is now considered a rare achievement.

But this kind of blood soul grass is not suitable for planting.

Blood Soul Grass is negative.

Sunset soil.

Sunset is just a meaning, sunset soil, is a kind of golden and blood-red alternating soil, the cultivation method is not simple, in order to collect the raw materials of this sunset soil, Song Shan has spent more than 200,000 yuan.

This is also not appropriate.

The remaining three types of soil.

Four-colored soil, blood soil, silt.

Four-color soil, this kind of soil is very difficult and rare, in order to cultivate this kind of soil, Song Shan has no more power, let people collect four-leaf clovers, add various petals, and melt the soil with flowers and plants.

But this kind of soil is just more suitable for growing flowers and things like that.

Silt, the soil dug out of the silt, with something special, is most suitable for ancient plants with deep roots.

All that's left is blood.

The blood soil is not so bloody, he used the blood of pigs, wolves, chickens, snakes, and four animals, plus the feces of twelve animals, and then bred it, because of the color, I don't know why it is blood red, so it is obviously blood soil.

"That's it!"

Song Shan finally chose the blood soil.

After all, the Blood Soul Grass is a plant that has a special ability to absorb blood, and the Blood Soil may be the most suitable.

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Another day passed.

In the small greenhouse, Song Shan couldn't stand it with his super physical strength and mental strength, but he didn't see any hope in the pot of soil in front of him, and the branches of the Blood Soul Grass were planted, and they gradually withered.

"Still failed!"

Song Shan gritted his teeth, the endurance in his heart had reached a limit, and if it failed, he couldn't think of any more ways.

"Is there really no hope!"

Song Shan was unwilling.

People will always see something promising when there is no hope.

Song Shan is about to give up.

He suddenly had an inspiration.

"The branches are not good, then the roots, is there hope!" The rhizome is the root of a plant, which is different from the branches, it can't be divided many times, and it will hurt its vitality once it is divided.

But it has been pushed to this point.

Song Shan had to try.

He used five flower pots, filled five pots of blood soil, and then carefully dug out the Blood Soul Grass, which had many roots, and these roots were Song Shan's target.

He divided a total of five taproot rhizomes out.

In an instant, this pot of blood soul grass wilted down, and it was dying, even if Song Shan irrigated the water spirit bead vigorously, it was still dying, and it was estimated that it would take a lot of time to grow back again.

Song Shan judged that at least within a month, this Blood Soul Grass would not be able to move.

If he doesn't succeed this time, he has no choice, and even if he wants to continue trying, I'm afraid he will only have to wait until a month later.

"Bless me, this time it will be successful. ”

Song Shan gritted his teeth, prayed in his heart, and then began to carefully plant into pots of blood soil......

..............................

It's been six days.

Many people in the village knew that Song Shan locked himself in a small greenhouse for six days, and it was not that no one wanted to go in and have a look, but when they saw the snake at the door, as well as a wolf and a tiger on the left and right, they didn't dare to move.

Even if the people of the Song family couldn't get in, Song Jin became impatient immediately, but the second general still didn't let go, and even sent food in, it was Song Tianci who could only send it in.

This made the people outside very anxious.

"Maybe it's hopeless!"

Dr. Xuan waited for six days, but he still couldn't see Song Shan, and he was a little disheartened.

"Wait!"

Professor Pei is as confident as ever: "I rarely see him so crazy, it seems that you really gave him a problem, he is working hard, it is rare for him to have such fighting spirit, I believe he can succeed!"

Click!

The door of the greenhouse opened silently.

A young man who looked a little sloppy, with messy hair, a stubble face, and eyes like giant pandas, walked out with heavy steps.

"You kid, we're all worried about you!"

"Look, what it's all about!"

Everyone quickly came over, looking at Song Shan like this, their hearts ached inexplicably.

Dr. Xuan was the most nervous, and he looked at Song Shan with a pair of eyes.

"It worked!"

The corners of Song Shan's mouth cracked, revealing a somewhat pale smile.

"Success?"

Dr. Xuan's pupils widened, and he reacted quickly, suddenly becoming a little ecstatic.