If the king is not secret, he will lose his country, and if the minister is not secret, he will lose his body. Nature

As the lord of a force, you must know clearly in your heart who knows a secret is suitable for whom.

As one of the core secrets of Qingyang, the Taichu Dao Sutra is not known even if Ye Mengqiu, Zhong Bo, and Qiu Niang don't know it, let alone expose it when there are many people.

"By the way, there seems to be a book in my mother's collection that mentions the finch fruit, and I can't remember it for a long time, so I'll look for it!"

Qingyang patted his head, his face was full of anxious looks, and he rushed back to the Fengtu study to search for it, and after half an hour, he took out an ancient animal skin scroll provided by the Taichu Dao Sutra.

"The old master is really knowledgeable?!"

There are many books in Qing's study, Qiu Niang and Zhong Bozhen thought it was Qingluan's collection of books, and their faces were full of joy.

Taking over the worn-out yellow-brown animal skin roll, Liu Yan's body was trembling, and he saluted Qingyang solemnly: "Thank you, sir!"

Liu Yi and the eight pharmacists of the sacrifice willow department gathered around Liu Yan to watch the planting method of the four-grade spirit tree together, and constantly thanked Qingyang.

Liu Yi sighed to Qingyang: "If you can really follow the method on this roll of animal skins and successfully cultivate the four-grade spirit tree, it will still be a sparrow feather fruit tree that has been extinct ten thousand years ago.

Then the five-grade spirit tree in our medicine valley can be easily saved, and this volume of animal skin alone is priceless. ”

"Hiss~It's too expensive~"

Liu Yan shook his head with a wry smile at this time, "The Qing clan may still be able to do it, but the elixir of my clan is still difficult!"

When everyone saw all the planting requirements listed in the book, they all took a sharp breath of cold air.

It turned out that the fourth-grade spirit wood was difficult to survive in the low-grade aura, and the minimum requirements for meeting the requirements were the seventh-grade spirit domain.

The aura in the Qing's medicine garden reached the minimum requirement of the Seven-Rank Spiritual Domain, but in order to avoid all accidents, Qingyang decided to plant the finch feather fruit next to the spiritual spring water pool where the aura was the strongest.

Dozens of tall spirit trees had to move their positions, and there were countless elixirs that had been moved to the valley outside, and all this was worth the price in order to cultivate the only finch feather fruit in the world.

Not only is the requirement for aura, but also the seedling bed of the finch fruit is also very demanding, and the leaf soil of the spirit tree can no longer meet the needs, and hundreds of spars the size of peach pits are buried in the soil as fertilizer.

If he couldn't upgrade the level of the Medicine Garden Spirit Domain to the sixth grade within a year, Qingyang would have to take out hundreds of peach pit sized spars as fertilizer every six months, and the apricot pit sized spars would not be able to meet the requirements.

Rao is Qingyang obtained a full palace of spars from Linggu, and this kind of peach pit sized spar is only a thousand grains, and it is inevitable that he will feel distressed for a while.

The seedbed of the finch fruit is completed, dozens of seeds are planted at intervals of one zhang each, and water must be sprayed three times a day, which must be a spiritual spring in the waterhole next to it.

The wood spirit and the stone spirit took on the responsibility of protecting the safety of the finch feather fruit, and the task of watering it was entrusted to the eight grass spirits, who happily accepted it.

When everything was busy, looking at the hundreds of seedling beds sprinkled with elixir seeds inside and outside the valley, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

is also farming, and his own family is playing new tricks.

Others grow corn grains, but the Qing clan grows countless elixirs.

In the previous months, according to the agreement between the two families, the Sacrificial Willow Department would send a large number of elixirs every month, and Linggu could also provide high-grade elixirs for the Qing Clan, but all of this was an external force, not enough to rely on for a long time.

Now, the medicine garden left by Qingluan alone can meet the needs of the Qing clan in a few years, and the newly cultivated elixir will be produced in three years, which is an extremely terrifying data.

Doctor Ye and Doctor Fei, when it comes to elixirs, they are all about strains, and the monarch and several ministers have only a few thousand elixirs.

Qing's elixir is calculated according to a hundred acres, and in a few years, tens of thousands of acres of elixir fields will appear in the spiritual realm that will shroud dozens of miles, and Qingyang feels full of confidence when he thinks of this.

The elixir seeds in the nursery bed need a month of gestation to germinate, and they will be transplanted in mid-spring two months later.

Seeing that there were still more than ten days before the Chinese New Year, Qingyang began to frantically lay out the formation.

Before advancing to the second rank, the power of the divine soul could not be mobilized, but Qingyang's understanding of the rune formation became more profound, and he no longer blindly relied on the powerful divine soul power.

Mother Qingluan's combination of the natural situation of heaven and earth, coupled with the golden tripod runes that he learned not long ago, have become the most effective means of Qingyang.

During the period before the year, he wanted to closely link the Qing Clan's Sealed Land and the Medicine Garden Spiritual Domain into a whole.

The more than 3,000 martial cultivators who had been training in Ziche Yan had temporarily stopped training and devoted themselves to the heavy labor of assisting the lord in setting up the array.

Huge mountain rocks were moved to a suitable position according to Qingyang's instructions, and mountain rocks, streams, and giant trees all became part of the formation.

Around the Qing clan's sealed soil, there are no golden drum stones like Linggu, and the bones of strange beasts that are extremely sensitive and friendly to spiritual energy also meet the needs.

Zhong Bo led his subordinates to collect countless bones of alien beasts from under the Dragon's Nest, processed them into bone plates of different sizes, and engraved the carriers of formation runes.

In particular, the three saber-toothed tusks with a length of two zhang are extremely close to the unique qualities of the formation, and they are engraved with dense runes by Qingyang as several key nodes of the large array.

Seeing the teams of beast bone runes flying and carved, the thousands of Qing clan leaders who participated were full of excitement on their faces.

They seemed to have returned to the battle of Queshan again, and the lord was earth-shattering with his formation, and it was really rare to be able to witness the lord cast a spell with his own eyes after a few months.

Qingyang's hands seemed to have turned into phantoms, and the mysterious beast bone runes were formed into small formations, and a faint aura was in the middle of it~

One by one, the small formations, and under the action of the elixir and the spiritual liquid, they were gradually connected into large formations, and the spiritual energy turned into a cloud of spiritual mist~

Countless large formations, and extremely orderly formation groups, and finally thousands of runes turned into an inseparable unity!

Looking at the spiritual mist inside and outside the Qing clan's sealed soil, Qingyang was extremely excited.

Everything was ready, Qingyang pressed a jade-like ivory square into the formation eye, and recited the magic with a solemn expression:

"Heaven and earth carry virtue, and apply to all things.

The application of China is real, both prosperous and prosperous.

Dengcheng Futian, handed down the blessings ······"

As the magic recipe was recited, the spiritual mist of the twenty miles inside and outside the Qing clan's enclosed land rolled sharply, as if it was pulled by a mysterious force, and slowly drifted towards the southwest mountain forest.

In the Medicine Garden Spirit Valley, the aura in the Seven Rank Spirit Domain was also rolling violently, and even the Spirit Spring was affected in the slightest.

The aura of the wood spirit and the stone spirit were connected, and they tried to stabilize the tumbling aura of the aura, but countless aura instantly poured into their bodies.

When the wood spirit, the stone spirit, and Qingyang were almost unable to bear it, a slight bubble popping sound came from somewhere in the sky:

"Poof~"

The aura gushing out of the medicine garden merged with the aura of the Qing clan's sealed land, and the ten-mile mountain forest between the two was also quickly shrouded in a rich spiritual mist.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Qing Clan's sealed soil, Qing Yang couldn't help but have a trace of satisfaction on his face and said, "Just wait patiently for a few days!" (To be continued.) )