In the afternoon, the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, and the wind is smooth.

Chen Yu, who had recovered his spirits, pinched his fingers and calculated, it should be a good day when the fish basket was full. It's a pity that there are a lot of chores today, and I accidentally overburned my energy in the morning, and I wasted a period of time in vain under the snooze, so I had to continue to delay the wild fishing.

However, the wall and the bamboo pole on the side of the Taoist temple have been finalized, and the appearance is excellent. Two days ago, when he just took off the stone pendant, he took it in his hand and tried it, and the feeling was really good, and it was estimated that even a five-pound carp could be easily fished.

Improving the food was just around the corner, and he couldn't help but be a little impatient, but months of reciting Taoist scriptures and cultivating his mind still made him endure this excitement, and planned to wait for the chores to be taken care of before he went to show his fishing skills.

As for the present, it is necessary to first select the rations to be planted in the future, if it is a long white millet that has low requirements for soil strength, and if it is a delicate and difficult crop like Jinyang rice and likes to eat fertilizer, it needs to be carefully pondered, so as not to pass the rain and even the land is not good.

When he went down the mountain, Liu Shibo from the grain store gave Chen Yu four kinds of carefully prepared grains, including spring millet that required energy to weed and take care of it, Changbai millet that grew casually but had average yields, Jinyang rice, which was extremely delicate and often showed you at every turn and had high requirements for fertility, and Qiudao wheat, which originated under the rule of the pseudo-Qi in the north.

Autumn knife wheat is planted in early summer, and the wheat grains are as slender as knives after growing, so it has this name.

According to Shi Bo, this kind of wheat grain produces a lot of grain, and it is easy to take care of, but it does not like rain, and the yield plummets when it rains. It took several years to plant in the manor to get a thousand catties, if it weren't for the taste really good, I'm afraid it would have been abandoned long ago, or now Zhuangzi is only supposed to eat a novelty, not much planted.

After thinking about it, in the end, Chen Yu still decided to plant spring millet. I've been eating this thing for the past few months, and I'm used to chewing it in my mouth, and I feel okay. Second, I heard from my uncle that the output is not low, at least it is much higher than the rest.

As for the need for careful care, he is not worried, after all, he will stay in the mountains in the future, and he will have a lot of free time, and he can walk around the fields and weed and control insects when he has nothing to do.

"Jinyang rice can actually be used, but it needs to be buried in the farmer's fertilizer urn to improve fertility."

Yunheguan chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep do not have a single one, relying on him alone, it is estimated that the year of the monkey and the month of horses are enough to use the entire field.

And the spring millet is planted in mid-spring, which is the right time.

The grain species is decided, and the rest will not be shelved, and Chen Yu also has arrangements.

Without him, the inspiration catalyzes.

Spring millet has to wait to eat, and I am worried that something will go wrong and affect the autumn harvest. But the rest can be tried first.

Looking at the results, it is best to transform some grain varieties with high yield and good taste that do not need much care.

But it's not right now, I only pried three spiritual machines in one breath in the morning, although the spiritual recovery speed with the assistance of the spiritual liquid is far faster than before, but the consciousness is still a little weak, and it is not suitable to continue to die.

Rest for a day or two, and by the way, let the spiritual machine in the corner also recover, and in the past few days, the foot of the wall has been dug one after another, so that the spiritual opportunity that has just broken twenty has fallen back to seventeen grains.

There are not many of them.

Chen Yu knew that with the nourishment of the spiritual fluid, his spiritual power would definitely increase day by day, and the difficulty of digging out the spiritual machine from that invisible net was decreasing.

One day, the speed of spiritual condensation in the sea of consciousness will be far less than the speed of his exploitation.

It's just clear that the origin of the spirit machine is still being explored, and how to improve the efficiency of the formation of the spirit machine is still a problem.

For a while, Chen Yu didn't know what to say.

In reality, we have to farm and think about how to increase the production of rations, but now we have to farm in the sea of consciousness, thinking about improving the yield of spiritual machines.

However, there is a basis for farming in reality, and there is an inspiration as a catalyst, but what about the sea of consciousness? He couldn't think of a clue for a while.

At present, what can be relied on is the spirit itself. This is the power that can cause the receptor to undergo some kind of metamorphosis in essence, almost an evolution, and it may have some wonderful reactions when applied to people. It's a pity that at this stage, it can only be used on plants, and it is diluted through the soil, otherwise it will not be able to withstand this kind of 'big supplement'.

As for the animals, Chen Yu hadn't found a similar way to dilute and absorb the spiritual energy.

It's not just the aura, it's the aura. Nor does it appear that the animal body can absorb it directly.

Previously, he had tried to use earthworms, ants, caterpillars and other animals to come into direct contact with Reiki. As a result, the insects withered, swelled their heads, and then burst open.

Red, white, green, all kinds of slurry stained the ground.

There is no doubt that even if animals do come into contact with aura, even if they are not like entities like wood chips and ceramics, once incorporated into their bodies, they will eventually undergo irreversible expansion and then die a tragic death.

A heroic scene made Chen Yu give up inhaling aura like the food qi in the story - that was purely looking for death.

Although it is the same phone, he knows very well the difference between the aura in the small talk book and the aura he made.

The latter is more like some kind of tonic of unknown composition.

The kind of big supplement and special supplement.

……

In the kitchen, Chen Yu rolled up his sleeves and soaked the spring millet seeds wrapped in a sack in a water tank.

Before planting, the spring millet must be soaked overnight, and the next day it must be buried in the soil, the whole process lasts for two days and one night, and the seeds can be sown after they are slightly hot.

This set of processes is not left by the memory of the predecessor, but what Liu Shibo told him under the mountain that when it comes to farming, the old man is very professional.

The other party told him that his energy is limited when it rains, especially in the soil fields in the mountains, and he should pay special attention to the smooth ditches, so as not to be washed away by the mountains and rivers sent down at that time and drown into a mud pool.

So try to get the necessary preparations before the rain.

After soaking, Chen Yu went up the mountain with the bamboo basket on his back non-stop.

A wooden rake in the left hand, a wood knife in the right hand.

The weather was sunny on these two days, so it was suitable to chop some firewood and come back and pile it up, so as not to be much more troublesome to enter the mountain when it rained in the future.

It wasn't until the evening when the sun was crumbling that he stepped back.

The bamboo basket on his back was filled with a large section and was dumped in a corner of the firewood room.

After wiping the beads of sweat and washing off the slag on the skin and neck, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and went to the medicine field at the back of the courtyard to check the growth of the vegetables transplanted in the morning.

It was much better than expected, although some could still be seen withering and yellowing, but the number was not large, only a small part, and most of them survived successfully, slowly changing under the nourishment of the spiritual wit.

Looking at what was in front of him, he was thinking about the time. The big white root and orchid fruit are originally adult plants, so the growth time is not too long, about ten days. The rest, such as green vegetables and jade insect clothes, will only be faster.

It is estimated that the results will be produced in two or three days.

Thinking of this, he was a little expectant, not knowing what strange things could be grown by these two plants.

In the evening, after eating, Chen Yu leaned back on a chair and read the scriptures softly.

The book was upside down, and he looked at the bright moon in the sky and recited it clearly.

While reciting, try to appreciate the ethereal rhyme depicted in the scriptures.

It's just that under the cool night breeze, the silence is shrouded, and the ethereal feeling is not lacking, but I always feel that something is missing.

grunt

Taking a sip of the spiritual liquid, he savored it.

Now, I finally get used to the pleasantness of the spiritual fluid entering my body, and at the same time, I can concentrate on remembering the taste.

Sweet and refreshing.

It's the same as freshly drilled well water.

"I got it yesterday, and it's still so cool after a day."

He thought that although he didn't show too much strangeness, it wouldn't be bad if he could bring such a bag of cold and thirst-quenching spiritual liquid out on a summer day.

After drinking the spiritual liquid, Chen Yu got up, first took off his robe and coat, and then stood in the middle of the courtyard and began his daily routine evening exercises.

Twice in the morning and evening, not a single day has fallen since March.

Boom!

With his feet firmly planted and his arms stretched, he began to move.

At first, it was very slow, and his steps moved in the square inch, and after a while, his cheeks turned red, which was a manifestation of the flow of qi and blood around the body.

So it began to open and close.

The palm wind gusted, punching the Quartet.

I saw Chen Yu stepping on three talents and four elephants, sometimes pulling up his posture like a bamboo, and diving low for the first time like a fish.

The bounce is like an eagle crane, and the gallop is like a fierce horse.

While the movements of his hands and feet were non-stop, his breathing was slowly adjusting to move closer to that contained in the Cloud Crane Gong.

Exhale and breathe out the dragon!

Breathing, footwork, long fists, splitting palms, leg exercises......

Gradually, Chen Yu felt that there seemed to be a strange force in his limbs, drilling out of the flesh and blood, flowing in the blood and transporting it to all parts of the body with the qi force.

Boom!

Suddenly, his body trembled, and a huge force shot out from his fist like a snake, and the air in front of him shook several feet ago!

This is......

He stopped, looking at his fist in amazement.

Strength is up to Zhoutian, and strength is self-generated.

It is the manifestation of the breakthrough of martial arts!

But soon the joy on Chen Yu's face was hidden, and the calm of the past was restored.

He knew very well what his martial arts qualifications were, and now he was able to make progress that his predecessor had not been able to achieve in several years in just three months, which could only be related to the spiritual liquid he had drunk before.

What's more, even if he mastered the stimulation of internal strength, now he is only from a non-influential thief who can fake a two-handed trick to a third-rate martial artist with little strength.

Don't say a lot of things in the rivers and lakes under the mountain, but at most it is the level of the master of the small sect and the small sect, which is not very powerful.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Yu, who was only interested in practicing martial arts, felt that martial arts had no future for him.

And since the spiritual liquid is so powerful, why don't you just cultivate immortals?