To this day, he still hasn't been able to figure out how Qi works on the outside world. The spiritual power is more condensed than Qi, but it can't shake even a speck of dust.

Chen Yu wanted to find out that if the source of Qi's change in environmental impact was discovered, it might be of great use and basis for his next practice of cultivating Qi and exploring the next stage.

Thundered!

Looking up, the sun shines as if clouds and mist tend to gather, and clusters drift and converge together.

After watering the last area of the medicine field, he paused outside the flowers and plants for a moment, and took his scythe to the area near the back wall when it was first cultivated.

The fourth batch of medicinal seeds planted here is planted, and unlike the one in the pond that is about to bloom, these seeds still have not germinated.

However, there is plenty of vitality, so there is no need to worry about stillbirth for the time being.

When he arrived, he threw the sickle in his hand, then put his index and middle fingers together and cocked them vertically, and his palms and arms were wide open, and he harnessed the Qi to control the blade in the field.

As early as June, when the fourth batch of spiritual plants was planted, in addition to medicinal vegetables and fruits, there were three other kinds of grains and spring millet that had been applied twice.

These grains were first cultivated on wooden planks for a period of time, but unfortunately they failed to sprout like the medicinal seeds in front of them, and were later moved here to continue catalyzing.

Now it's finally grown and ready to be harvested.

In the field, a flying sickle jumps around, cutting wheat stalks and paddy of different lengths.

It can only be said that the spiritual machine is indeed much stronger than the spiritual liquid, and the autumn knife wheat that values the environment and does not like water and moisture and the Jinyang rice that eats the soil power are all tasseled, and the spiritual liquid is ripe, and the clusters are tired on the stem and leaves, or golden or gray green.

There weren't many seeds nowadays, so Chen Yu quickly cut them all and harvested them beside him.

After sorting and bunching it, let it hang shoulder-high in the air, and follow him all the way back to the courtyard.

The in-depth development of the watering technique allowed him to make great strides forward in the control of the Qi, and he gained a lot.

Qi's control is divided into no basis and there is support, mainly depending on whether it needs the restraint and assistance of mental power. However, after diverging outward to a distance of five zhang, no matter whether he exerted spiritual blessings or not, he could not go further, so he put aside the distance and began to dig into manipulation, flexibility, and bearing.

I have to say that spiritual power plays a big role in this, relying on meticulous observation and control of the Qi in his body, he gradually groped out something.

It is not difficult to control other things with Qi outside.

However, Chen Yu still carefully summarized and analyzed, extracted lessons from it, and repeatedly modified the way he controlled it.

Qi is a new thing, unlike spiritual power, which can be seen as an extension of consciousness, Qi is more independent. Therefore, the control of it involves many aspects – release, timing, maintenance, acupuncture, perception, feedback......

Slowly, a set of imperial methods emerged.

Although there are still many flaws, the means of suspending objects in the air can already be achieved, and the degree of refinement is far beyond the level of rough control when the Qi was just released.

It's easy and effortless.

However, there are also difficulties in imperial objects, and it is not difficult to control light solid dead objects such as wheat straw and wooden talismans, and if it is the stone mill in the inner courtyard that is being carried at this time, even if Chen Yu is squeezed out of all the acupoints, it is estimated that he can only move a little.

Can't move at all.

He tried to compare, with the current maximum level of control is about two hundred catties, and at most three hundred. Considering walking and sustaining, it is best to lift around 150 catties. Because of this, the spring millet harvested in the mountain fields was moved back in two batches.

As for the great power of moving mountains and unloading mountains, he is absolutely out of reach at this moment.

Maybe you can hope for one or two in the future.

In addition, the water of the fluid is more difficult, but practice makes perfect, and it can be done. The wind is not solid, and it is okay to stir indiscriminately, but it is much more difficult to control it.

And the most difficult ones have to belong to fire and thunder.

I don't know what to do.

……

The four grains were collected and dried in the courtyard.

The grain cultivated by these spiritual machines was much better than the previous batch of spring millet in the spiritual liquid, and it was even better in terms of size and fullness. And the shell is thin and easy to dry.

So, in just one morning, the grain stalks of different colors were put away and shelled.

In front of me, there seemed to be a faint glimmer floating on these rice grains.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Judging from the smell alone, it seems that it is not as good as the spiritual liquid, but Chen Yu can clearly see that there is a trace of slurry in the heart of the rice wrapped in every grain of rice.

There are both autumn knife wheat and Jinyang rice, and spring millet is the least, but perhaps because of the fact that the spirit eats more, the viscosity is much higher.

The grain harvest was not much, so he deliberately set aside some of it as seeds - the spiritual plants cultivated by the spirit machine never had seeds left, and I don't know if these grain seeds can break this record.

Hope it grows.

However, when he planted it again, he would not invest in the spirit machine to catalyze it again, after all, he had already been alienated once, so he had to have two rounds of multiple rounds to see if it would degenerate or other mutations before he could talk about the second round of spirit machine delivery.

Pick up the four hundred and seventy-seven grains of rice that are on the plate.

He looked at the more than an inch of wheat in his hand.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Through the white rice like snow, you can clearly see that there is a wet slime inside.

Autumn knife wheat ...... He had heard of the name of this wheat, which was planted in the summer with the long white millet he had already planted in the mountain fields. However, wheat seeds do not eat water and gas, and they can grow in medicinal fields thanks to their spiritual effects.

It's just that he didn't expect that the grain of wheat, which only looked like a knife and was no more than half a finger long, could grow into such a behemoth in his memory.

Hard and hard, with a sharp apex of the grain. If it is a little longer, it can be used as a secret weapon.

Break it open, fragrant.

"It's ...... Apricot flavor? ”

Different from other grains, the taste of autumn knife wheat is more unique, with a faint sweet and sour taste, and it smells like being in a red apricot forest.

In a trance, he seemed to see a faint mist rising and drifting out, and when he looked down, it turned out that the layer of slime was rapidly evaporating.

It's the same as the spiritual source.

The spirit poured out of the Mud Pill Palace, permeating the surroundings.

Sure enough, he could see what he couldn't see with the naked eye, and he didn't know if it was because the gas was too small or something else. In short, from the perspective of spiritual power, these mist volatilized by the slurry lingered in the air for a long time.

It didn't gather into beads like aura, and it was also not filtered away by the Heaven and Earth Great Filter Bucket.

In the air, the sweet and sour smell is getting stronger.

Chen Yu felt his body, and there was no change after breathing many times, but the Yuan Blood seemed to be faster, but it was not clear whether this was the effect of the alienated Autumn Dao Mai.

After thinking about it, he got up and came to the chicken shed with the broken autumn knife wheat, the chicken brother had a comfortable time these days, there were no new varieties of vegetables and fruits, and the herbs were not yet ripe, so the work of testing the medicine was put aside and he was concentrating on enjoyment.

He was fat and strong, and he was round in a big circle.

"Open your mouth."

Chen Yu stepped forward, not looking at the other party's sudden and fierce gaze and a pair of sharp claws.

He didn't even raise his hand, and as soon as he moved, the whole chicken was frozen, slowly lifted into the air and moved in front of him.

The big red rooster is fearless and wants to struggle.

The art of imperial objects is easier to restrain dead things than living things, but fortunately, he has a lot of energy now, and he can still easily handle it against a small rooster.

It's just a matter of consumption.

The beak of the chicken trembled and was slowly stretched open by the Qi, and he used his spirit circle to prevent the Qi from flowing into the other party's body, so as not to die before he could leave the school.

In addition to being difficult to tame, how to prevent Qi from soaking into the flesh and blood to cause changes and cause the receptor to die quickly is the real test of the level of control.

If it weren't for the blessing of spiritual power, Chen Yu wouldn't dare to do this.

Although Qi itself does not have much adhesion, it can be attached to and wrapped in two different concepts, and in the latter case, unless there is a thick layer of carapace or feathers, it will suffer.

Seeing Brother Ji swallow half of the autumn knife wheat, he put the other party back into the distance.

A group of chickens hurriedly came to chirp, and the two hens also circled around and cooed.

Leave it alone for the time being, the good days of the previous period are basically over. Next, Chen Yu has arranged a drug trial plan for Brother Ji, not only it, but also the stupid deer.

There are only a few kinds of grains, but the flowers and plants in the medicine field behind the hospital are also about to mature. For example, the six-foot-tall flower, which smells fishy, has borne fruit in the past two days, like a transparent leather bag with black gravel, and I have no appetite when I look at it.

At that time, it is natural to let Brother Ji go first.

After all, it has experience in this matter.

Before leaving, Chen Yu glanced at Brother Ji, who was already nesting in the gentle township, and left a smile.

Whoop!

The big red rooster invigorates its tail feathers, and a pair of wide wings spread out, as if the Roc has landed.

The next moment, I only heard a pop, and the neck of the chicken brother who raised his head high was propped up, and his cry turned sharply as if he was stuck in his throat, and then his head was crooked, his chest and abdomen were distended by two points, and he lay crooked on the ground......

Chen Yu returned to the courtyard, and he saw the changes in Brother Chicken, but he didn't have anything to do for the time being, but he couldn't digest it, just like the gluttonous deer who ate the spiritual liquid to ripen the spring millet at the beginning.

Or the head is too small to absorb as well, so the symptoms seem a little sudden and severe.

Just take it slowly.

He gathered the rest of the rice. These are all catalyzed by the spiritual machine, it is not easy to obtain, just planting took a few months, the spiritual machine consumes a lot, and the cost is much higher than the spiritual liquid.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu suddenly felt that Brother Ji still had to be grateful.

It's a joke. He shook his head and put the miscellaneous thoughts into his hands, and put the barrel in the stove. The remaining ones were not stored because they didn't know how long they could be kept, so they didn't save more, and they planned to turn over the soil on the same day and plant them directly.

"Originally, Qiudaomai didn't like water vapor, although the spiritual cultivation can grow, but this time there is no spiritual opportunity, I don't know if these alienated varieties can successfully mature ears."

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was okay, it was the same whether he grew up or not, and if he failed, he would cultivate the next one.

Then the consciousness sank, and the sound of the waves entered the ears.

The vast ocean stretched in front of him, and countless white lights flickered and surged under his feet, but only a few of them penetrated the water surface and came into the void sky, and only a small part of them could be swept up by the net and condensed into star-like bright spiritual light particles.

Even if he had spiritual power and initially stepped into the path of cultivation, Chen Yu still couldn't figure out the state he was in now.

Condensation is not like consciousness, like illusion, not like spirit.

Without further thought, he floated in mid-air and looked at the corner, where there was a 'starry sky' formed by the convergence of spiritual ideas.

I counted, twenty grains.

Expected quantities. After turning the medicine field into five directions, he didn't use the spiritual power again, and he kept accumulating it to fit this number.

But his expression didn't have much accumulated joy.

One capsule for three and a half days...... It hasn't changed.

Does it have nothing to do with the amount of spirit? Or is it something else?

Finally, Chen Yu glanced at the misty and dark place behind the 'starry sky', and he knew that there was a huge net hidden there, which was usually invisible.

There was thought in his eyes, and then he silently retreated.

Whoa! The silent waves are still surging in the ocean.