Outside the Taoist temple, the mountains are rugged and the roads are rugged.

The peach trees on both sides are nestled together, and on the dark purple-red curved branches, under the background of the emerald green new leaves, small bone buds quietly grow.

In the courtyard, Chen Yu was unaware of the changes in the outside world, the cold wind had already dispersed, and the warm sun was changing towards the blazing heat, showing enthusiasm towards all things in heaven and earth.

He stared straight ahead, rubbing one hand on his chin and tapping the other on his knee.

His expression was serious, and his eyes flickered.

After a long time, a mouthful of turbid breath came out, Chen Yu seemed to have made a decision, twisted up the slightly dry Qingling root buds in the dishes in front of him, and took the bowl of spiritual liquid in his right hand.

Close your eyes and open your mouth, and swallow one after another.

Immediately, he didn't have time to experience the taste of the bud buds and the warmth of the spiritual liquid stirring in the stomach, so he ran his self-created Soul Strengthening Technique and experienced it carefully.

After a while, Chen Yu reopened his eyes and stood up tremblingly, but his expression was full of realization.

Sure enough, the Qingling Root can indeed further improve the absorption of the spiritual liquid, or in other words, the upper limit of the upcoming layer of speculation will be broadened and raised little by little under the effect of the Qingling Root Bud - in this way, the absorption efficiency of the Soul Calling Technique will return to the original level, and even after the Qingling Root takes more later, the absorption capacity may be able to exceed before.

"That's it?"

Looking at the only half of the green spirit root left in the dishes, Chen Yu, who was still worried and worried just now, only felt that his mood was a little complicated at the moment, thinking that it was a major event related to his future, but it seemed that he had thought about it.

Even if you insist on taking Qingling Root from the beginning instead of putting it away after the test doesn't work, I'm afraid there won't be this bothersome at all.

Thinking of this, for a while, I was a little embarrassed and stunned, and I couldn't cry or laugh.

However, from another perspective, it indirectly verifies that the human body does have an upper limit of absorption.

Suddenly, he felt that there was still a lot to be done in the catalysis of the spiritual machine, not only the spiritual liquid, but also the catalyzed plants that also hid a lot of secrets.

Chen Yu thought about it, and while feeding the half into his mouth, he took out the record book and spread it out in his hand, writing the three words Qinglinggen.

He had a hunch that the real role of Qingling Root was not the so-called raising the upper limit, it was too empty, and it should be some kind of specific focus.

Just like the spiritual fluid is transformed and absorbed through the liver, what about the green spirit root, which also acts on the liver? This is indeed very possible, otherwise there would not be a breach of the original absorption limit.

In just a few days, this problem was solved, which could not be said to be big or small, and Chen Yu turned around and devoted himself to the cultivation of other crops.

In fact, if it hadn't been for the time spent on Brother Ji, it might not have taken so long to experiment with Qingling Root and other plants.

And the reuse of Qinglinggen also made him a little more confident in spiritual catalysis.

Of course, after a few days, the effect of the spiritual liquid is also brilliant.

The seeds of spring millet that have sprouted on the planks have already pulled out inch-long seedlings, which are much faster than the sprouts that can only be spiked in the field.

And all of them are very strong. It can be expected that it will produce a lot of ears when it grows up.

But it's all been good lately. Just yesterday, the previously transplanted shallots and leaves dried up, and the shallots seasoned later were gone, which disappointed Chen Yu for a long time.

In addition, only one of the three clay pots where the medicinal seeds were planted sprouted, and that was a negative herb called Baoxin Cao.

He had previously picked three of the five medicines he had bought in the Yamashita Pharmacy, which were not too outrageous for the environment.

At that time, there was a limited amount of money, and there was no one of the nobles.

It's like this treasure grass. It is said to be grass, but it is actually more like a kind of vine. Originally, it grows between the crevices of the stones, with shrubs and moss as companions, and does not pick the environment, at most, only need to insert two wooden sticks after germination, and put a few stones on the side.

Baoxin grass is common, and it can't be sold much, and it is also called 'worthless' and 'one penny yellow vine' by the medicine pickers who enter the mountain.

Now, this worthless gold has grown under the spur of the spiritual fluid—the ones catalyzed by the spiritual power are still not moving, as if they are dead.

I tossed the celery, pinched some and sprinkled it for the dried mushroom loach soup to make it fresh, but fortunately, the growth is still satisfactory, and the place where it was pinched has regrown.

So when Chen Yu went to the backyard, he pinched some more and put them on the stove, and the same together, there were four skinny loaches that were disemboweled.

I have to say that he is really not suitable for breeding.

After a few days, the crabs died in a heap, and the loaches were only three alive, hiding in the mud and dust, and they did not know when they would die.

During this time, he had been busy experimenting with crossing the upper limit of the spiritual fluid absorption, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, and he didn't want to be in such a field.

I really can't, so I can only use my hands ruthlessly and let them exert their residual heat. However, I have to say that the quality of the loach meat in the mountains and fields is really not bad.

In the process, he also tried to boil a pot with intestinal grass and orchid fruit to taste, as for the taste, it can only be said that the color and flavor are complete, and the aftertaste is endless.

It's just that there aren't many of these ingredients, and if you really want to let them go and eat them, you'll have to wait a little longer, and the third batch of transplanted vegetables in the medicine field will be ripe - yes, the medicine field is full again and is no longer idle. The main reason is that the growth of medicine and grain is not as expected, and the original plan was to wait for these two to grow and transplant them to the medicine field for further observation.

But now he has a lot of consumption on the Lanting Divine Fruit and the Qingling Root, especially the latter, there is nothing left in his hands.

At the beginning, the gluttonous deer only left one single seedling, plus two picked when it was ripe, which had long been used in the experiment.

So the transplantation cultivation began again, but this time there was no Yuan Linggen and Intestinal Moisturizing Grass.

After a shock, in the depths of the sea of consciousness, there were a few fewer grains of inspiration accumulated during this time.

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The breeze is blowing, and the mountains are tranquil and relaxing.

After solving the problem of spiritual fluid absorption, Chen Yu returned to his previous rhythm, reading the Taoist scriptures every day, and occasionally weeding his own mountain fields.

In the meantime, I didn't go into the mountain again, but after a light rain two days ago, I went to the grove behind the view to look for mushrooms, but I found a few chicken fir with thick rhizomes and wide umbrellas, which were pulled off and put into the pot, and the last piece of mountain chicken meat was eaten.

In the idle day after day, it gradually came to the end of April, and ushered in the season of peach blossoms.

Chen Yu moved the chair to the front of the courtyard, and not far from the right side was the large tank containing mountain crabs - a few duckweed floated on it, and you could see three or two small black and red crabs spitting bubbles among the stones at the bottom of the water.

As for the loaches...... He glanced helplessly at the small vat further along, or not to say that loaches are difficult to raise, with his dedication to the point that there is only one left.

Maybe it will be gone tomorrow.

However, Chen Yu doesn't plan to go into the mountains to catch it in the near future, and he is a little tired of eating.

There are not many condiments in the view, and there are only a few ways to eat and eat, which is fresh, but there is still a fishy smell.

Looking back at the pink petal peach blossoms in front of him, Chen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed the flowers. I thought that if it weren't for the fact that the Taoist temple didn't have flour, maybe I could try peach blossom cake.

I don't know why, in short, the peach blossoms here are much later than remembered, and they shouldn't bloom in mid-spring normally?

As a result, when I got here, I almost rubbed with the pear tree, and the flowering period collided.

"Why did you forget about it the last time you went down the mountain?"

Pinching the petals, Chen Yu sighed, there is no flour in the view, there is no pasta, such as rice every day, after all, I still want to change the taste.

But this matter is only recent, and it won't be long before I can go down the mountain again, and I can buy some to bring back with me.

On the other side, stroking the smooth bark, Chen Yu had a whim, speaking of which, if he put an inspiration on the peach tree......

His eyes lit up, he hadn't thought about this before, but at that time, the exploration of the spiritual machine had just begun, and it was not as if he finally had some experience now.

After thinking about it for a while, I thought I could really try it.

Especially during the period when the peach tree has not yet borne fruit, he also wants to taste what the peach catalyzes taste like.