The sea of consciousness is still the same, the waves are turbulent, and the waves are not at peace for a moment.

Knock a grain of inspiration and send it to the strongest peach tree, so that it forms a large fuzzy net around the roots for the peach tree to absorb and absorb.

In the process, Chen Yu counted, there were still twenty-one left, and the speed of snare condensation was still about three days to produce one grain, and the third batch of transplantation and cultivation during this period, plus the scattered delivery of grain seeds and medicines, used up six grains.

I've been trying to find a way to improve production, but I've never had a clue, although I have some experience in the use of spiritual machines, but he is still helpless against the vast ocean of consciousness.

Tuk, tuk.

I knocked on the trunk of the peach tree twice, broke the peach blossoms that had not yet fully bloomed, touched it for a long time, looked at it for a long time, and even dug the soil twice, paying careful attention to the state of the roots.

After the inspiration was invested, according to previous experience, the changes will gradually manifest themselves as the peach tree grows, rather than as rough and ferocious as when the first time I experimented with weeds.

He looked at the peach tree today, remembered its appearance, and kept it for comparison at regular intervals in the future.

Chen Yu expected that it was the peach tree flowering period right now, and the changes in the early stage might not be too obvious, and the real anomaly would wait until the peach fruit was born.

He remembered that the two rows of peach trees in front of the mountain gate were planted by the predecessors, and a few of them were transplanted by the old Taoist priest, and they had grown several peaches, which were mountain peaches with fluff, with a dry taste, hard flesh, and a little stuffed between the teeth.

I hope that the inspiration can give some strength, so that the peach becomes thin and soft, sweet and delicious.

It's best to have one or two more special effects, such as the wisdom of food, the heart is close to God, the longevity of life, the evil of ghosts, and so on.

However, according to the several transplants in the medicine field, the catalysis of the spirit is not towards legends and myths, after all, the story does not say that green vegetables can sprout buds, and Lanting fruit can contain the spirit of quenching.

So don't think about planting [peach], even if it does, it is likely not to reach the level of 800 longevity as rumored. He now just waited for the peach fruit to ripen in June and see what it would do.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yu thought that he was waiting left and right, so he simply got the dwarf pines and big-headed pears in the yard.

Speaking of which, the pear trees in the courtyard are also ripe in June and July, and now they are accompanied by peach blossoms, and they are also beginning to be wrapped in a thin layer of white flowers.

After the launch, the spirit fell back below 20 again.

I don't use it.

He sighed, this is still the recent start of using spiritual liquid to cultivate, otherwise the consumption will be greater.

The effect of the key ichor is still unclear, and it will not be determined until the spring millet on the wooden board is formed, so it has not been applied to other crops for the time being.

And unlike the spirit machine that can wait for the results with peace of mind after one release, the spirit liquid will naturally evaporate and need to be added continuously.

In this way, although there are many reserves, they are also used a lot, and the cost is also not optimistic. And it needs to be watched from time to time.

Sometimes Chen Yu thinks about whether to take a cover to cover it, but this method obviously doesn't work.

Both the entity's wooden and bamboo canopies interfere with the growth of the spring millet unless it is transparent, does not hold its breath, and only filters out the evaporated liquid and locks it up before reconcentrating and pouring it into the soil.

Listening to it, it was very visual, Chen Yu remembered, isn't this a formation.

It's a pity that when I think about it, I can't do it, at least I don't have that ability for a long time.

"It would be nice to be able to control the aura freely."

If you can control the spiritual fluid, you can barely do the step you imagined.

But how to control it has become a big problem.

As in the case of dispensing, the spiritual fluid is too stable to differentiate, blend, and produce all kinds of mystical effects.

The key is that it is "invisible", cannot be perceived, and naturally has no ability to interfere.

Patting his head, he thought that if he could really have the legendary divine consciousness and yang god, he might be able to do this.

……

In the afternoon, the sun is warm.

Chen Yu carried the flat burden and walked leisurely towards the stone stream on the mountainside.

According to Liu Shibo, there should be a water drain in the spring in January, especially in the early stage of seedling extraction, which needs to be taken care of at all times.

Weeding, carrying water, and sometimes hoeing a few pieces of cemented stone soil, fortunately, except for the need to sprinkle some grass ash to increase fertility when sowing, there is no need to worry about urn fertilizer at the rest of the time.

Hey! With a sigh of air, he hung the full bucket on both ends of the flat shoulder, carried it on his shoulder, and walked back quickly towards the mountain.

In fact, it can also be irrigated with well water, after all, the field is not large, but considering that the well water is too cold at this time, I am worried that the seedlings will not be able to bear it, so I give up.

"It would be nice if the weather warms up after a while."

Will the cold water affect the crops? I don't know, but that's what it should be anyway.

Carrying water back to the Taoist temple, most of the buckets were watered for the green seedlings, and the remaining half buckets of the medicine fields and vegetable gardens were also stained with rain and dew. After taking the photo, he picked up the wet linen cloth and beat the sweat stains on his body.

After doing all this, Chen Yu teased the only surviving loach with the earthworm for a while, and then sat in the courtyard, and took out all the books in the temple to dry in his spare time. Including the "Medicine King Sutra" and "Yunsheng Chonglou", as well as "Mingshenlu" and "Yunhe Gong" and other five scriptures, all of them were taken out and spread out on the stone table one by one, allowing the sun to shine to remove the moisture and silverfish inside.

On the side, he held a copy of "Guangyun Theory" in his hand, poured a cup of spiritual liquid, and turned the pages of the book in the wind.

"The collection of books is still too small, so I can bring some back with me when I go down the mountain to participate in the festival this time."

The old Taoist priest and his predecessor both have the same temperament, and they don't pay much attention to this kind of Taoist books, and the scriptures accumulated from generation to generation in the past ten years have been lost and rotted too much.

The only few books left are about to be rotted by him, taking advantage of the opportunity of many Taoist people gathering this time, he is ready to buy more than a dozen books to come back and enrich his family.

In front of the hospital, Chen Yu sat on the bluestone, facing the distant peaks and mountains, and the green trees were made into a quiet place.

Exhale, inhale......

When he was breathing, he did not run the new method he created, but naturally followed the path of harmonizing his qi to ease his mind and body.

Reciting the mantra silently, his mind gradually sank, and in a trance it seemed to fall into the sea, wrapped in viscous on all sides, and suddenly like rain and dew crackling on his face, his demeanor was relaxed, knowing that these were the normal states after concentrating and calming all around.

In other words, this is a process of sensory amplification, or in other words, the original chaotic and diverse perceptions are actively reduced through meditation, and the rest of the perception will naturally become more obvious.

For example, the breeze that caresses your face, or the clothes that rub your skin, are about the same.

But it's like this, but it feels very interesting, especially because he is not like ordinary people, his physique is extremely strong under the nourishment of spiritual fluid, and he also cultivates martial arts, and his spirit is almost one step away from transforming, so he perceives the Quartet, and when he sinks his mind, he is a little more mysterious and fresh.

Puff –

It's like a spring dripping down, raising invisible ripples.

The next moment, a handful of light was overflowing, wrapped around the misty chaos, like the moon.

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, his mind was almost unstable, he had never experienced this scene when he was calm in the past.