Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo has been coming to the Kongsang Immortal Gate for half a year.

Compared with the wandering little beggar at the beginning, Chen Mo is now much stronger and taller, faintly looking like a teenager, and a few green and black tender whiskers have emerged from the corners of his lips and jaws, but his skin has become fairer because of his cultivation.

Occasionally, when he was fetching water by the river, he caught a glimpse of his appearance, Chen Mo still didn't believe that he would become like this, like a beautiful scholar in the world, where is there still the shadow of the thin beggar who used to be?

On this day, before the light of day, a round and a half moon was still hanging in the west and had not set, Chen Mo had already yawned and pushed open the door of the house.

After bringing cool well water and washing up briefly, Chen Mo was already in a lot of energy. Strode towards the acres of spiritual land that belonged to him not far in front of the house.

Today's day should be the fifth day of the first month, and we must not delay letting the spiritual valley in the spiritual field bask in the moonlight for half an hour, and then pour an appropriate amount of spiritual spring to welcome the light of the newborn sun.

Thinking in his heart, Chen Mo had already arrived in front of Lingtian, and opened the shield of Lingtian with the jade talisman he carried, so that Linggu in the field began to absorb the Taiyin Qi of the moonlight to the fullest, and hurriedly picked up the bucket and walked towards the spiritual spring on the mountainside.

The sky is not yet bright, the mountain road is quiet, only the shadows and shadows of the ancient trees are swaying in the wind, accompanying Chen Mo forward. However, in a few steps, there are strange stones protruding, steep and sharp bends, Chen Mo easily crossed, and saw the stream surrounding, the waterfall hanging upside down, reflecting the distant mountain shadow, the clouds cover the fog, beautiful, a good fairy atmosphere.

It's just that he has seen a lot of such beautiful scenery, and he doesn't feel it, compared to the freshness and shock when Senior Brother Ye brought him here at the beginning, Chen Mo doesn't even have the interest to appreciate it now, but his steps are getting faster and faster.

Empty Mulberry Immortal Gate, good at planting, refining medicine. Therefore, it is the only immortal gate with Lingtian and Lingquan among the three major immortal sects of Chen State, and even if the other two sects are stronger than the Kongsang Immortal Sect, they can only acquiesce to this fact because they do not have the cultivation of alchemy.

But even so, the entire huge Empty Mulberry Immortal Gate is only 120 acres of spiritual field, and there is only one spiritual spring.

If Chen Mo hadn't rushed there earlier and picked up the small half-barrel of spiritual spring, he would have to wait for a long time, and he would have missed the best opportunity to irrigate the spiritual valley today. After all, there is only one spiritual spring, and there are too many people waiting in line to play the spiritual spring water.

If he was unlucky, he would have to return empty-handed if he happened to meet a high-ranking person in the door who needed more spiritual springs today.

In his hurried footsteps, it only took Chen Mo less than two moments to reach the location of the spiritual spring on the mountainside.

Guarding the spiritual spring was a middle-aged man surnamed Zhang, who was also a miscellaneous servant of the Kongsang Immortal Sect, and when he saw Chen Mo from a distance, he greeted him: "Brother Mo'er, is it early today? This spiritual spring water is away from the spring, if it is left for more than two hours, there will be no spiritual energy." ”

Chen Mo's honest smile also did not answer, he has been in the mountains for more than half a year, and often comes here to play Lingquan, and he is also familiar with this handyman surnamed Zhang, he knows that the handyman surnamed Zhang is also kind enough to remind him, don't deliberately come early to fetch water in order to compete for this Lingquan, but let Lingquan lose its aura, or miss the best irrigation time.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't answer, the handyman surnamed Zhang didn't say anything more, but took out a few jade talismans, corresponding to the corresponding handprints, opened the shield of this spiritual spring, and let Chen Mo go in to fetch water, and he guarded silently beside him.

The immortal gate stipulates that the water of the spiritual spring, every time you come to take it, there are a maximum of two pots, that is, the amount of half a bucket of water in Chen Mo's hand, and it is not allowed to have more.

Of course, if you are an elder of the sect, you can take more for the core disciples, but there are corresponding regulations.

As soon as he entered the spiritual spring, the aura rushed to his face, Chen Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath, and sighed that if he could practice here, he was afraid that he would be able to break through the first level of qi cultivation as soon as possible.

It's a pity that this is not possible, even the head of the sect is not qualified to cultivate here, you must know that if you allow people to cultivate here, it will take away the aura of the spiritual spring and turn the spring water into an ordinary mountain spring.

Putting aside these cranky thoughts, Chen Mo began to concentrate on taking water, not a little more, but it must not be less, for every drop of the spiritual spring Chen Mo is careful.

The handyman surnamed Zhang waited patiently, and he was not dissatisfied with Chen Mo's previous non-answer. In Kongsang Xianmen for decades, even if he is not qualified to take care of the spiritual field, the miscellaneous servant surnamed Zhang also knows in his heart that even if it is the same kind of medicinal herb and the same mu of spiritual field, each person who takes care of it has his own unique method, and the harvest is often very different.

There are mysteries everywhere in this, if you ask someone else's secrets, how will others answer?

It is precisely because of this that there is a special and transcendent cultivator in this immortal cultivation world-the Spirit Planter.

Spirit planters are rare, even if there are only three immortal gates like the Kongsang Immortal Gate, which are long in planting, there are more than a hundred Lingzhi boys, who can just take care of the spiritual fields in the door.

Speaking of which, it is not the Lingzhi boy who can take care of the Lingtian, I'm afraid there is only this little brother Chen Mo in front of him.

Thinking of this, the handyman surnamed Zhang smashed his mouth, if he remembered correctly, this Mo Ge'er planted the most ordinary but most in-demand Spirit Valley, and with what he had seen and heard for many years, he had never heard that the Spirit Valley could be irrigated before sunrise completely.

Thinking of this, the handyman surnamed Zhang had the heart to remind Chen Mo again. Once, it was not without experience that the inexperienced Lingzhi boy came to fetch water in advance in order to grab the spiritual spring, but it was self-defeating and reaped the poor things.

But at this time, Chen Mo had already made water, greeted the handyman surnamed Zhang with a smile, and left in a hurry, so that the handyman surnamed Zhang could only shake his head and sigh, as a handyman, he couldn't care about too many idle things.

After returning from fetching water, Chen Mo took out the spirit carving meter specially used for timing and looked at it, and there was still almost half a quarter of moonlight from the moonlight that was full of sunlight in Linggu.

Chen Mo didn't dare to stop, he hurriedly went to the well to fetch ten buckets of water and two-thirds of the buckets of water, poured them into the big stone jar by the Lingtian, and then carefully poured the spiritual spring into it without a drop left, which was the most cost-effective ratio he calculated.

After doing all this, just half an hour later, I saw that the moon hanging in the west slowly disappeared.

Chen Mo took out a gourd scoop, and strictly according to the amount of a quarter of a gourd scoop, and began to irrigate each Linggu.

This work is tiring and meticulous, but Chen Mo did it quickly, his hands and feet were neat and orderly, when the rising sun had just emerged and sprinkled the first ray of light, Chen Mo happened to pour a spiritual spring for the last spirit valley.

'Whew', the busyness of the morning finally came to an end, Chen Mo looked at the spiritual valley in his spiritual field with a happy smile, and couldn't help but cheer.

In the end, it is still a young man's heart, Chen Mo simply took off his sweaty shirt, and suddenly lay down next to the Lingtian, the morning breeze blew, Chen Mo smiled and closed his eyes, as if he could feel the joy and satisfaction of each Linggu.

Is this the magic of the Wood Spirit Root in Senior Brother's mouth? Chen Mo didn't think that this pleasure and satisfaction was his illusion at all, but he firmly believed in his own feelings.

It was with this feeling that he knew that it was best to bask in the moonlight in Linggu for half an hour on the fifth and twenty-second days of the first month of each month, how many spiritual springs could meet the minimum needs of Linggu, and many tricks...

These tricks were not found in the book "Spirit Grass Cultivation Experience" left to him by his senior brother at the beginning, and he was not sure if it was correct at first, but after carefully testing it a few times, and finding that the growth of Spirit Valley was getting better and better, he was sure that this was correct, and this was really a talent that belonged to the wood spirit root alone!

After resting for less than a cup of tea, Chen Mo jumped up from the grass, walked to the well, fetched the well water, took a good bath, rushed into the house, took out several books, and returned to Lingtian. When this spiritual field opens the shield, it must be guarded at any time, so as not to be exploited by those pests and gnaw the leaves of the spiritual valley.

These books were handed over to him by his senior brother on the day he first entered the Kongsang Immortal Gate, and now they have been turned quite tattered, and the titles of the books are "Lingcao Cultivation Experience", "Eighteen Methods of Spiritual Land Improvement", "Seventy-eight Rules of Lingcao Experience in Preventing and Treating Diseases", "Empty Sangxian Road Chronicles" and so on.

Chen Mo's goal is very simple, he doesn't think that he is a naturally intelligent person, so he has to be stupid to fly first, and memorize these basic books backwards before he stops.

Even if the "Empty Mulberry Immortal Road Chronicle" is just a book that explains the basic knowledge of the immortal cultivation world, Chen Mo will not let it go.

And in this pile of books there is a thin booklet, which seems relatively new.

This book is called "Yang Yuan Jue", and it is the only book on cultivation that Ye Piaoling gave to Chen Mo. However, it is a remnant book, and what is recorded is only a practice method for practicing qi, and the reason why it is relatively new is because there are only more than 30 mantras in it, and Chen Mo has already memorized it backwards.

But now that half a year has passed, Chen Mo is still far from breaking through the first level of Qi training.

The morning was easy, and soon, it was already noon, Chen Mo finally put down the book in his hand, stretched his waist, and prepared to get himself some food.

But he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the "Nourishing Yuan Jue" placed on the stone, which aroused Chen Mo's thoughts.

"Yang Yuan Jue" is just the most basic cultivation method in Chen Guo's immortal cultivation world, and it is widely circulated because it is very easy to get started.

And there were originally some stories about the "Yang Yuan Jue", but these were too far away for Chen Mo, all he cared about was that according to the records, even the worst miscellaneous spiritual root cultivation "Yang Yuan Jue" could break through the first level of Qi cultivation in March.

But I have been cultivating for half a year, but I still can't see any hope of a breakthrough.

Is this the destiny of heaven that cannot be violated? Just as if you are a wood spirit root, you can indeed sense the grass and trees, and if your own spirit root is not mixed, is it hopeless to cultivate all your life?

Chen Mo actually didn't have the ambition of a senior brother at all, he wanted to go to the end of his cultivation and finally achieve his immortal destiny.

He just hoped that he could cultivate to the third level of Qi cultivation as soon as possible, so that he could have the qualifications to quit the mountain gate and return to his hometown to establish a family.

His ideals were nothing more.