Yang Chengzhi picked a melon and a watermelon from it, and the melon field didn't come out and smashed the watermelon he had just picked on the spot, and when he saw the flesh inside, Yang Chengzhi was even more speechless.

The flesh that was supposed to be red has now turned completely silvery-white, and the jet-black melon seeds have turned golden, fortunately he picked it himself, otherwise he would have thought there was something wrong with this melon.

After studying this watermelon, I didn't find that this watermelon was different from ordinary watermelons except that the color was different from the outside watermelon.

After taking the saber given by his grandfather, Yang Chengzhi cut a small piece, took a bite, the melon juice splashed, and the silver-white melon juice stayed along the corners of his mouth like honey.

The taste of this watermelon is too fresh, sweet as honey, and the fragrance is strong, just this small bite he feels refreshed, where is this watermelon, it is simply the legendary ginseng fruit.

The taste of this watermelon is countless times stronger than last year's, not to mention this refreshing point, which is beyond the reach of last year's watermelon.

This watermelon is delicious, Yang Chengzhi's saber flew in his hand, and he dismembered a watermelon of five or six catties in a few clicks, put away the saber stained with sticky melon juice, and Yang Chengzhi picked up a piece of watermelon......

Within five minutes, a watermelon of five or six catties in size was wiped out, leaving only a small pile of thin melon skins on the melon field.

Yang Chengzhi burped, licked the melon juice at the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and said in his heart: If this melon can be successfully planted outside, the market will definitely be extremely hot, and the taste of this watermelon is really good.

Yang Chengzhi bent down and picked up the melon seeds that he spit out just now, and found a bag to put it in, he thought that in a few days, these melon seeds would be taken out and planted, maybe the watermelons that grew would really have this effect.

Looking at the few melon seeds in the bag, Yang Chengzhi smiled bitterly, when would he be able to eat a sufficient number of melon seeds by himself.

Yang Chengzhi, who was distressed, suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of a way, this is not to go to Shennongjia in a few days, and then he will drive the big truck given to him by the master uncle.

When I came back, I put these melons and fruits in the truck, and I got some fruit saplings in it, and many things could be solved after I came back.

But the problem is how to avoid the protection of the master Nangong Haotian, which made Yang Chengzhi fall into distress, but Yang Chengzhi firmly believes that the ship will naturally go straight to the bridge, and the most unfortunate time is not to transport these things back, and then think of other ways when he comes back.

After thinking about this, Yang Chengzhi picked up the half-catty melon he picked, wiped it with his hand, and cut it with a saber stained with watermelon juice.

After cutting it, a mouthful of indescribable melon fragrance came out, smelling this melon fragrance, Yang Chengzhi's spirit was shocked, as if he drank a sip of monkey wine, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

Yang Chengzhi was overjoyed, this melon is also a good thing, and this taste can attract the vast majority of customers, pick up half a melon and eat it.

Not to mention that the taste of this melon is much better than that of watermelon, and the melon the size of half a catty entered Yang Chengzhi's stomach in two minutes.

After eating, Yang Chengzhi rubbed his lower abdomen, and when he ate it, he felt that it tasted good, and he didn't care about his lower abdomen storage, and he felt a little uncomfortable after eating.

Standing in the melon field, Yang Chengzhi ran the exercises a little, practiced for a while, and felt that his lower abdomen was not so swollen, so he left the melon field.

After walking a few steps forward, I came to the ginseng field, and saw the old ginseng in this ginseng field, which was like a radish, and the old ginseng at the most edge of the ginseng field had decades of years, and the longer the old ginseng was going on, Yang Chengzhi felt a burst of pride in his heart.

In the eyes of others, the old ginseng is hard to find, but in my own place, it is as ordinary as a radish, and the value of this piece of old ginseng alone is an astronomical amount.

The reason for this is that there are many hundreds or even thousands of years of old ginseng in the center of the ginseng land, and these old ginseng can not be measured by money.

Entering the ginseng field, Yang Chengzhi wanted to see what the old ginseng that first came in looked like now, but after walking to the center of the ginseng field, Yang Chengzhi was surprised that he didn't see the old ginseng.

After the surprise, Yang Chengzhi's face changed slightly, how could this old ginseng plant disappear, and it was impossible for those residents in the space to take it.

What's more, there are many medicinal herbs in this space that are stronger than the old ginseng, and these strange beasts will not choose this old ginseng.

But the problem is that this old ginseng is missing, Yang Chengzhi took a closer look at the location of the original old ginseng, and found no clues, this old ginseng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Just when Yang Chengzhi was surprised, Yang Chengzhi suddenly felt that the red light flashed in front of him, and then the red light disappeared in a piece of old ginseng.

Yang Chengzhi's heart moved, and he thought of a legend, the legend that the old ginseng has a chance to become a ginseng baby after a thousand years, and the old ginseng that has become a ginseng baby can move at will.

Could it be that this old ginseng has become a ginseng baby, thinking of this, Yang Chengzhi walked quickly towards the place where the red light was hidden, and said softly as he walked: "I have no malice, don't hide from me."

When he walked to the place where the red light was hidden, he saw a flash of red light, and there was an old mountain ginseng hidden not far away, Yang Chengzhi was speechless for a while, and there were creatures on his territory that kept talking to himself.

Yang Chengzhi, who didn't believe in evil, walked towards another old mountain ginseng, and the red light still flashed and disappeared into another place, so he went back and forth more than ten times, and when he got the red light, he might really feel that Yang Chengzhi had no malicious intentions, so he was not dodging.

Yang Chengzhi finally saw the prototype of this red light in an old mountain ginseng, from which there was a mountain ginseng that was roughly the same as the old mountain ginseng.

It's just that the difference between this old ginseng is that the color of the top of this old ginseng is darker, and it is completely red.

He just saw a red light is the trick of this old ginseng, no wonder the old ginseng farmers pick the old ginseng and look for the red light, it turns out that they want to find an old ginseng that has become a ginseng baby.

Yang Chengzhi squatted down and said with a smile: "You should be able to understand my words, I have no intention of hurting you, but when I need your help, I must help me."

He said that he has his truth, in the legend of the old mountain ginseng that became a ginseng baby, the value of a ginseng is against the sky, and the ancient books say that this ginseng can heal 10,000 people.

After Yang Chengzhi said this, he quietly looked at the mutated old ginseng from the old ginseng, and saw that this old ginseng seemed to be thinking, and the red flower on the top of his head exuded a faint red light.

After a while, the red flower on the top of the head of this old ginseng shook gently, as if agreeing to Yang Chengzhi's request, and then disappeared in front of Yang Chengzhi's eyes in a flash.

Yang Chengzhi also understood that this ginseng baby agreed to his conditions, so he stood up with satisfaction, and did not look for where this old ginseng disappeared, but walked towards another Lingzhi land that was the first to enter the same name as the old ginseng.

He saw the old mountain ginseng transform into a ginseng baby, and he had a desire in his heart, and he also saw the legend about Ganoderma lucidum in ancient legends.

It is said that ordinary Lingzhi can become Purple Lingzhi after ten years, and Purple Lingzhi can change into Ink Lingzhi after a hundred years, and Ink Lingzhi has a chance to change into a legendary Zhima after a thousand years.

Legend has it that the medicinal properties of Zhima are similar to those of ginseng, but the specific effects of the two are different, and ginseng is mainly to prolong people's life.

However, Zhima has an anti-heaven effect on cultivators, and it is said in the book that even if ordinary people can take a Zhima, they can immediately reach the innate level, and there is basically no bottleneck in the cultivation process in the future.

It's just that in the past, the number of cultivators was much less than that of ordinary people, so the value of this ginseng baby was even higher than that of Zhima, but for cultivators, lifespan was not the most important, cultivation was the key.

You must know that every time you break through a layer of cultivation, the life span of cultivators increases by decades or even hundreds of years, and they are willing to improve their cultivation rather than increase their lifespan.

Just as Yang Chengzhi thought, after he entered the Lingzhi field that was about the same size as the old mountain ginseng, he found that the largest Mo Lingzhi in the center had also disappeared like the old mountain ginseng.

Seeing this situation, Yang Chengzhi's footsteps suddenly became lighter, he knew that this Zhima didn't want to grow in the soil like the old ginseng, and after this Mo Lingzhi became a Zhima, it became a miniature version of the black pony.

Although Zhima is called a horse, it is only the size of an adult's palm, and Yang Chengzhi doesn't want to accidentally have a small cake under his feet.

Just as Yang Chengzhi looked around to see where this Zhima was hiding, he saw a black light flash not far away, and a black pony appeared on a basin-sized Mo Lingzhi.

He knew that this was the Zhima that could only be seen in the legend, Yang Chengzhi took a few steps forward with a kind smile, and then squatted down and waved at the Zhima transformed from Mo Lingzhi.

This little point, standing on the ink lingzhi and turning his head to look at Yang Chengzhi, his little eyes revealed a strange look, in the past few days, he has run all over the space, and he has also seen the gods in the space.

But he had never seen this big creature in front of him, and he had the impression that this two-legged creature was quite dangerous to it.

Knowing the danger, little Zhima was reluctant to run away, because he felt a hint of kindness from the two-legged creature, and he liked it very much, and he felt that this breath was quite useful for his future growth.

Yang Chengzhi and this little Zhima looked at each other for a while, and then this little Zhima walked slowly towards Yang Chengzhi, and it took more than ten minutes for the little Zhima to come to a place three or four meters in front of Yang Chengzhi.

After stopping, Xiao Zhima's dark eyes kept staring at Yang Chengzhi, wondering what the hell this two-legged walking creature wanted to do.

Yang Chengzhi smiled faintly and didn't say anything, but took out a bone strengthening pill from his backpack, gently placed it on top of a Mo Lingzhi, and then slowly pushed it into the distance.

Xiao Zhima looked at Yang Chengzhi, who had retreated into the distance, slowly approached the Lingzhi that placed the pill, jumped on this ink Lingzhi and lowered his head to sniff the Bone Strengthening Pill that Yang Chengzhi placed on it.

After sniffing for a while, Xiao Zhima felt that this elixir was all the things he needed, and his small mouth swallowed the elixir the size of a broad bean.

After taking the pill, Xiao Zhima glanced at Yang Chengzhi, and ran into the distance with a flash of black light, as if he was going to digest the pill he had just taken.

Yang Chengzhi didn't chase this little Zhima, but walked around this Lingzhi field, which used to be purple Lingzhi in the outermost area, but after this spatial change, it completely became Mo Lingzhi.

What surprised Yang Chengzhi was that this spiritual land didn't know why it wasn't expanding, and looking back at the mountain ginseng land he had just seen, Yang Chengzhi's heart flashed.

Could it be that after the appearance of ginseng or zhima, there will be no young ginseng or lingzhi in this field, otherwise there will be no new ginseng or lingzhi.

After seeing Mo Lingzhi and knowing that there was also a legendary Zhima, Yang Chengzhi was in a good mood and hummed a little song to the next place.

Immediately adjacent to the Lingzhi field are peach trees, Qingxin fruits, green wood fruits, Shang pears, drunken plums and Buddha heart fruits transplanted by Yang Chengzhi from Shennongjia.

These fruit trees become taller and more attractive, and the fruity aroma alone can attract everyone, but these fruit trees can only exist and not be displayed in front of the world.

Yang Chengzhi, who was full in his belly, did not have the appetite to taste these tempting fruits, and he could only leave this fruit forest after passing his eyes.

Passing through the fruit forest, Yang Chengzhi came to the blood jade tea tree, which had almost been in the space for nearly two years, and had grown from two meters tall to more than five meters now.

The tea trees are densely covered with emerald green young leaves, which are the reserve forces that Yang Chengzhi supplies to those old men.

When Yang Chengzhi looked up at the tea tree, he was surprised to find that this tea tree didn't know when it began to exude a faint tea fragrance, which was something that had never appeared before.

Could it be that the spatial changes make the leaves of this tea tree also have a tea fragrance that can only appear when soaked in water, but Yang Chengzhi did not immediately test it.

Stir-frying tea is easy to say, but in the past two years, every time Yang Chengzhi stir-fried tea, his perception has increased and his technique has become more sophisticated.

Now, if he wants to show his roasted tea skills in front of those old people who roast tea, he will definitely impress these old tea farmers.

After looking at the blood jade tea tree, Yang Chengzhi slowly walked towards the topaz panlong walnut tree, and the current topaz panlong walnut tree has become a dragon and phoenix walnut tree.

A few days ago, I just picked eight dragon and phoenix walnuts, but now after this spatial change, eight dark green fruits the size of pigeon eggs are hung on the walnut tree again.

Seeing these eight dark green small fruits, Yang Chengzhi thought of his uncles, with these four pairs of dragon and phoenix walnuts, they didn't have to take turns to use this kind of treasure that could accelerate their cultivation.

After seeing the dragon and phoenix walnuts, Yang Chengzhi went up the hillside, and there were originally only two plants on the hillside, one was the green rose, and the other was the tide of the purple bamboo.

He didn't go over to look at the green rose, but went directly to the location where the Chaoyin Zizhu was located, and the spatial changes also made the Chaoyin Zizhu change.

The number of Chaoyin purple bamboos has not increased, but from the height of these bamboos, Yang Chengzhi can clearly see that the age of Chaoyin purple bamboo has increased by several hundred years.

But the few lilac bamboo shoots in the Chaoyin Purple Bamboo Forest are now completely emerging to the ground, and the paper is indescribably beautiful.

Finally, Yang Chengzhi looked at the white on the top of the mountain, where a plant resembling a snow lotus grew by a name he didn't know yet.

When he climbed to that silver world, Yang Chengzhi found that the area of this silver-white world had expanded at least several times, and when he entered this place, Yang Chengzhi had to run exercises to resist the cold.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Chengzhi came to the bottom of the cliff, Yang Chengzhi raised his eyes to see the unknown blue flower on the cliff, the blue flower was more delicate than before, and the fragrance of the flowers was more intense.

Yang Chengzhi could smell the fragrance of these flowers from dozens of meters away, which made him even more emotionally embarrassed by the cheating space given to him by God.

If the seeds of these flowers were put in the hands of other people, they would certainly not be able to grow such flowers, and they would not necessarily be able to make the fruit sprout and take root.

Under the cliff, Yang Chengzhi took a few deep breaths of the rich floral fragrance that drifted down, and carefully looked at the blue flower, and was surprised to find it.

The flowers that originally formed a yin and yang shape in the flowers turned into a small cluster of blue fruits, and after ripening them with his heart, Yang Chengzhi's face changed greatly.

The fruit trees produced by this blue flower are also the ultimate of nine, with a total of thirty-six fruits, and thirty-six fruits imply thirty-six Tiangang.

It is recorded in ancient books that the plants that can reach this extreme are all treasures against the sky, and originally thought that this blue flower was a 10,000-year-old snow lotus, but now it seems that this flower is not a 10,000-year-old snow lotus.

It is a strange thing that he has that is not recorded in these books, looking at this huge blue flower, Yang Chengzhi thinks about it again and again.

He seemed to see a large piece of such a strange thing in front of him, and after the fruit of the blue flower seed was ripe, he picked one, and after tasting the thirty-six fruits, he shattered the void and went to another world.

I don't know if it was Yang Chengzhi's inner trick that caused the dissatisfaction of the blue flower, or if the weather here was like this, and snowflakes suddenly began to fall in the sky.

Just as a snowflake fell on Yang Chengzhi's neck, the snow water produced after the snowflake melted slipped into his neck, and Yang Chengzhi couldn't help but shiver, and then he reacted.

After reflecting, Yang Chengzhi shook his head, what did he think, looked up at the blue flower on the cliff, Yang Chengzhi turned around and left this place.

He also knew that there was only one such flower in his space now, that is, the fruit was ripe, and he kept it for other purposes, so how could it be destroyed like a snack.