"Oh? What can you do? Wu Hao asked.

"Look at me."

Zhong Xiaoyan came to the mountain of eight-leaf clover spirit grass, pinched out a magic trick with her left hand and right hand, and the black mist began to surge all over her body.

The wind gradually picked up all around, and then the wind grew stronger. In the end, under Zhong Xiaoyan's control, a whirlwind with a radius of about three meters appeared around her.

Zhong Xiaoyan pointed forward, and the whirlwind danced wildly, enveloping the eight-leaf clover spirit grass that had piled up into a hill.

These whirlwinds were like a pair of big hands, neatly dividing the eight-leaf clover spirit grass into a whole row, rolling and flying towards the location of the island in the middle of the lake.

Wu Hao stood beside him, looking at Zhong Xiaoyan's gaze, less vigilant and more trusting.

He is an immortal monarch, so he naturally knows Zhong Xiaoyan's current strength, and of course he also knows that Zhong Xiaoyan can transport the eight-leaf clover spirit grass over in this way. The reason why he didn't take the initiative to order Zhong Xiaoyan was to test Zhong Xiaoyan's loyalty to him.

In this way, it is not a waste of time.

Wu Hao has never forgotten the picture of the strong man chasing and killing the foundation, although Zhong Xiaoyan was subdued by him, most of them relied on the oppression of his divine sense. In fact, Zhong Xiaoyan's cultivation is not weaker than Wu Hao.

In the future, when the foundation building is pursued by the strong, if there is a comrade-in-arms who can completely deliver the back, Wu Hao will have more layers of vitality.

Through the temptation just now, Zhong Xiaoyan's trustworthiness has increased.

The eight-leaf clover spirit grass was spread out by the whirlwind, and then it was like a two-meter-wide bridge of herbs erected in mid-air, covering the island in the middle of the lake in a steady stream, and then accumulating.

Time is precious, Wu Hao continued to use storage bags to transport eight-leaf clover spirit grass to the island in the middle of the lake.

Just ten minutes.

Under the terrifying transportation speed of Zhong Xiaoyan's whirlwind, the eight-leaf clover spirit grass that piled up like a mountain seemed to teleport directly, piled up on the island in the middle of the lake.

Wu Hao docked the diesel engine ship on the edge of the island in the middle of the lake, and first quickly checked the reclamation situation on the island in the middle of the lake, and was very satisfied.

Zhong Xiaoyan is indeed the number one cadre under Wu Hao! On the 100-acre island in the middle of the lake, weeds and shrubs were cleaned up by Zhong Xiaoyan.

Plus, she didn't let the weeds and shrubs go to waste. Instead, weeds were partially piled up and watered on top of them to cover the dung. Some of it is burned directly and sprinkled on the newly cultivated farmland to be used as fertilizer for the first time.

As for the bushes, she removed the branches and built four cabins.

There are also wooden tables, cups, chairs, and beds made of slightly thinner wood.

Zhong Xiaoyan was ingenious, and also carved a lot of wood carvings with a few old tree roots. The wood carvings include playful little boys, beautiful women of the Ming Dynasty, rabbits and birds with realistic expressions.

As for the thinner branches and vines, they were actually used by Zhong Xiaoyan as a fence around the farmland and inserted in a circle.

"That's what a farm looks like." Wu Hao sighed that this is exactly what the imaginary farm looks like. He was very satisfied with what Zhong Xiaoyan did, and even looked at Zhong Xiaoyan even more.

After sighing, Wu Hao and Zhong Xiaoyan took a small wooden stool, sat on the side of the mountain of eight-leaf clover spirit grass, and began to sift.

These eight-leaf clover spirit grasses were harvested after they were ripe, and he needed to take out the seeds of the eight-leaf clover spirit grass first, and then give them to Zhong Xiaoyan to plant. Immediately after that, he could unscrupulously absorb the spiritual power in the eight-leaf clover spirit grass and improve his strength.

Eight-leaf spirit grass, one stem, surrounds the stem, and grows eight leaves.

All eight leaves grow at the top of the stem, like petals, and grow in eight directions at equal distances. At the top of the stem in the center of the eight leaves, there are three small red petals the size of lotus seeds, which are the seeds of the eight-leaf spirit grass.

Don't think that such seeds are bright and beautiful, in fact, seeds are like bright flower mushrooms, they are poisonous, and they are highly poisonous. Just three small petals, if thrown into a thousand acres of lake, are enough to poison all the creatures in the lake.

Of course, all things are mutually reinforcing, and things must be opposed.

Poisonous things are often excellent medicinal materials.

For example, the most well-known poison - arsenic, that is, crane top red. In ancient times, when the emperor gave death, most of them would give a dagger, a white silk, and a bottle of crane top red. From this, we can know the toxicity of crane top red.

However, if the crane top red is scientifically and strictly proportioned, the right disease is found, and the dosage is controlled, there will be unexpected effects.

There is a saying in ancient books: arsenic has a pungent taste, and it can treat asthma and malaria when taken internally, and can treat sores and hemorrhoids when used externally. The special ingredient extracted from Heding Red can also treat certain types of blood cancer, namely leukemia.

As for this eight-leaf clover spirit grass, the plant belongs to yang, has great heat, and can treat ALS, one of the world's five terminal diseases, that is, the disease of muscle and nerve atrophy in the body.

And the seeds of this eight-leaf clover spirit grass, don't look at it as bright red, but the medicinal effect is yin. It can treat blood fever, leukemia, etc.

This is probably the reason why Xiao Sha's father planted the eight-leaf clover spirit grass, as for why the Qin family wanted to get it, it must have nothing to do with that Chong Spirit Dao Master, their purpose is not to sell medicinal materials, but to use it for cultivation.

Ordinary people risk their lives when picking the seeds of the eight-leaf clover spirit grass, which is the reason why the eight-leaf leaf spirit grass is rarely known and cultivated.

Wu Hao's hands were wrapped around his spiritual power, and under the moonlight and starlight, like a shadow dancing in the night, he quickly picked down a petal eight-leaf spirit grass seed.

Zhong Xiaoyan's body belongs to yin, so when picking seeds, not only did she not show up at all, but she also took advantage of some of the seeds that emitted yin and cold aura, and the black fog around her body was a lot thicker.

Five thousand kilograms of eight-leaf clover spirit grass is not a small amount, Wu Hao and Zhong Xiaoyan drove at full speed, and it was only in the second half of the morning that they were finally picked.

Zhong Xiaoyan couldn't finish rolling up the accumulated seeds with a whirlwind and flying over the farm.

And according to the sowing depth that Wu Hao had instructed in advance, he controlled the strength, and used the wind to roll the seeds into the loose soil. It's like a rain of seeds in the sky, it's spectacular.

Wu Hao found some round pebbles on the island in the middle of the lake, and then set up a spirit gathering array around the eight-leaf clover spirit grass pile with the seeds removed to prevent the spiritual power of the eight-leaf leaf spirit grass from leaking out.

After doing this, Wu Hao looked at Zhong Xiaoyan's "methodical" planting process, sat cross-legged in the Spirit Gathering Array, and began to silently recite the Fighting Battle Refining Demon Sutra, quickly absorbing the aura in the eight-leaf clover spirit grass.

At the same time, the village chief Chen Dagang and Lao Chen Tou met in the west of the village, and they also found a few bold old brothers in the village and drove a tractor to the vicinity of Qianmu Lake.

However, as they hurried, their faces grew pale.

Chen Dagang is an old driver who drives a tractor, and he has been to this thousand-acre lake countless times, and the road is so familiar that he can walk with his eyes closed.

But today, I don't know what's going on, the sun has set, and he drove the tractor for more than three hours, and he is still spinning in place!

"Bad!" Old Chen finally thought of a terrible fact, he trembled, and trembled: "This, this, this...... It's a ghost hitting the wall!! (To be continued.) )