Chapter 525: Mechanized Agricultural Production Techniques in Ancient Times
Looking at the pool surface that was as quiet as stagnant water, Mo Xuan held up his cheeks.
"The question now is... Am I going to go quietly, or do I want to go in the light? Mo Xuan struggled with this unnutritious problem for a long time.
This made the "soul" Si Lijun, who was observing from the sidelines, a headache.
In the thousand years of this memory, Si Lijun has gradually understood what kind of character Mo Xuan is.
To tell the truth, in the mouth of outsiders, Mo Xuan is simply a legendary saint who defends the sky and is known as "Mo Sheng".
And the guys who are usually called saints are old pedants who talk little and are cold in people's imaginations, and are very admired and respected, and will never be idle and bored to think about some unnutritious issues.
However, Mo Xuan's image in the Heavenly Tribulation World is completely different from the Mo Sage in reality.
However, in addition to the drawbacks of personality, Si Lijun felt that after this thousand years of contact, he had gained a lot.
After all, the ancestor of Momen was the initiator of modern science.
Cultivating a discipline is ultimately the Great Dao of Achievement, transcending the shackles of heaven and earth, cultivating into immortals, and achieving eternity.
It's just that each person's way of attaining enlightenment and their ideas are different, and three thousand branches and three thousand branches are born, and so on and so forth.
Only in the big picture can be attributed to three categories, mental strength, martial strength, and creativity.
And after figuring this out, Si Lijun seemed to gradually understand what Su Mo said to him in the VR game at the beginning, and he only regarded it as a secondary two illness at that time.
The creativity he pursues is also a kind of Tao, with the same root and origin as Mo Xuan's cultivation, even if it seems that he doesn't have any spiritual power, he can do the same thing as an immortal.
Through a thousand years of observation, Si Lijun extracted a lot of useful things from Mo Xuan.
At this time, Mo Xuan, who had been entangled for a while, finally came to a conclusion, he didn't speak, just dug into his sleeve and took out a strange "magic weapon".
This magic weapon is more like a scientific machine, and Si Lijun can only slightly distinguish that the structure inside is very precise by observing it with the naked eye.
Subsequently, this magic weapon was turned into a huge machine by Mo Xuan, and it looked like...
Si Lijun was slightly stunned, and before he could react, the "cultivator" had already started the sowing operation.
[Wait, is Mo Xuan just going to plant genetically modified agriculture by the pool of ink ink? He just came back to life and is ready to die? And there was mechanized agricultural production technology in ancient times?!]
As soon as the words fell...
The silent cultivator has ploughed the surrounding hard petrified ground into soft, plantable land that looks like a cloud of white marshmallows.
This appearance is exactly the same as the apprentice who Si Lijun walked by the pool before entering the memory.
In an instant, Si Lijun realized: [Sea of Lily of the Valley!] By the way, he had always felt that the Forgetfulness Pool in his memory was not quite the same as the Forgetfulness Pond he had seen before.
It turned out to be here!
At first, the memory of the Forgotten Worry Pond was a pool of water, and the ground was crusted over, and the grass and trees could not grow at all.
And when he first entered the Forgotten Worry Pool, it felt as if he was in a beautiful fairyland, and his feet were soft, but at that time, the lily of the valley flowers blocked his vision, and he didn't pay attention to his feet.
[In this way, the sea of lily of the valley planted by Mo Xuan has been maintained until the modern day tens of thousands of years later. But... What about Mo Xuan?]
Suddenly, Si Lijun felt a strange sense of unease, and he seemed to feel that this seemed to be left by Mo Xuan to Mo Jiuqing... The only posthumous work.
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