65 Small farmers
Because of the change in time, Chen Mo can accept it, and he can't see any impact on him in the future for a while, because he is not sure whether this change is temporary or long-term.
But this change in front of him is a real big deal for Chen Mo.
Because he found that the dense fog that had not changed for 10,000 years seemed to be lighter, not that it had all faded, but that the dense fog around the space next to it had lightened a little.
Since his cultivation, his memory has become clearer and clearer, and the slightest subtle change can't escape his eyes, but Chen Mo is still afraid that this discovery is just his own illusion, even if he takes the risk, he gritted his teeth and approached the dense fog to investigate.
After exploring, Chen Mo's face suddenly turned red with excitement, his discovery was indeed correct, the dense fog next to the space had indeed faded, but the range was really not large, that is, about four or five inches deep.
Don't underestimate this variation, suppose the space is a circle, and a point larger at the edge of the circle means that the area of the space is much larger.
Chen Mo didn't know what it meant to get bigger, after all, now it's just a little lighter, it's not really bigger, and he's not sure if it will have any actual value after it gets bigger, like if there are more places to get bigger, are there more spiritual springs or land?
He just instinctively felt that the bigger the place that belonged to him, the better.
This simplest idea made Chen Mole do several somersaults in the air before he stopped, this place of his own, every change is worth being happy, and he already has indescribable feelings for this mysterious space.
However, happy is happy, every time the time to the space is limited, Chen Mo still rushes to harvest his Spirit Valley, and by the way, take a look at the grass.
Lingtian still didn't disappoint Chen Mo, as soon as he walked here, he could immediately feel the joy of harvesting, which was the greatest affirmation of a spirit planter.
What is different from the past is that this time, all of Chen Mo's eight spiritual fields are ripe in the lower grade spirit valley.
It's not that the Spirit Spring has expanded to the point where he can extravagantly cultivate eight Lower Grade Spirit Valleys, but because last time, in order to expand the Spirit Spring, Chen Mo spent a full twenty-six Spirit Stones.
And this spiritual spring is already strange, if the number of spirit stones does not meet the needs of expansion, it will turn into a certain amount of spiritual spring.
These spiritual springs Chen Mo naturally did not waste them, and all of them were watered according to the amount of lower grade spirit valleys, and even so, there were still leftovers, and Chen Mo simply watered them on the grass.
However, Chen Mo couldn't afford to come a few times in this way, and if he didn't have some windfall, these twenty or so spirit stones would be able to survive at a normal rate, even if he was a cultivator above the fourth level of Qi cultivation.
Of course, that kind of cultivator who specializes in robbery doesn't count.
In this way, Chen Mo's idea of using the spirit stone to fossilize the spirit spring at a critical moment was dispelled!
Because Chen Mo is still unsure, if he doesn't invest enough spirit stones to expand the spiritual spring at one time, then the next time he invests again, he won't be counted?
Fortunately, Chen Mo was not completely blind, he found a fact that made him cry and laugh, that is, every time the spirit spring expanded, it was four times the number of the previous expansion, and then there was one more spirit stone.
For example, the first time it was one piece, the second time it was five pieces, and the third time it was twenty-one pieces! He estimated that the next time it would be eighty-one pieces? After that, Chen Mo would never dare to calculate, he estimated that it would expand to a certain size, and he could only adopt the method of refining the spirit spring.
It's just that it's just four times the number, but it's just an extra piece, is it a hard fee?
The idea in Chen Mo's mind was strange, but he didn't slow down in his hands, the first time he harvested eight lower grade spirit plants, such a luxurious thing, how could a wealth fan like him delay?
It wasn't until all the eight spirit valleys were put into the bag that Chen Mo showed a happy smile, weighed the weight, the yield was unusually stable, the eight spirit valleys were close to five catties, and according to his current needs, he would consume about half a catty a day.
When the next time the Spirit Spring expands and he can plant five Lower Grade Spirit Valleys, then he will be able to live a good life of practicing with the Lower Grade Spirit Valley every day.
"Haha. "Chen Mo is alone again, he is fine, now the capacity of the spiritual spring can be watered out of four lower grade spirit valleys, how can it be possible to stop planting five after the next expansion?
This little day is getting better and better.
With an extremely satisfied mood, Chen Mo went to observe the situation of the grass again, and the last time it was picked, only about half of the leaves had been moved.
It can only be used because of the first stubble sprouts of the grass, and half of them are not even counted as the first stubble sprouts.
Today, some of the remaining half are overgrown, and most of them are just stubble shoots.
Chen Mo habitually touched his nose, and finally discovered a drawback of the mysterious space, after all, he could only come in once every five days, the kind of spirit plant that matured in a year or two anyway was easy to control, but this kind of leaf was not easy to pinch a little bit.
But it doesn't matter, it's okay to be a money fan, but it's not good to be greedy. This is Chen Mo's principle, after picking the shoots of the grass, he also made a rough estimate of the maturity of the shoots of the grass.
It takes more than a year from the leaf bud to the bud, after all, many of the leaves that were not even young shoots last time were leaf buds.
It's hard to estimate the time of this kind of leaf, but according to this rule, if you come in every five days, you can harvest a lot of stubble shoots, which is good.
Besides, leave some mature leaves to blossom and bear fruit, and you can still get the seeds of the grass, and if you calculate it, you don't lose it, it's really not a loss.
Thinking about it, Chen Mo had a satisfied smile on his face, he didn't bother to care about the problem that every time he entered the space, his face would smile sore.
After getting the matter of the grass, Chen Mo didn't dare to stop, and quickly broke the rhizomes left after harvesting the Spirit Valley, and turned them evenly into the land.
He didn't see any effect in doing so, but the village kept the land like this, and he was willing to do it.
After all, it's your own land, and you have to cherish it tightly.
After doing all this, Chen Mo stretched his waist, after all, this time he slept once before entering the space, and this little farm work was not a problem at all.
After the last important sowing, sprinkling, and neatness were all done, Chen Mo simply sat aside and admired his own land, thinking about going to Lingquan to take a look at it later.
Suddenly, I remembered that I was so confused, and I was used to planting Linggu naturally, how could I forget to get a heather vine, and I should plant it in quickly.
Thinking like this, Chen Mo wanted to turn out the Linggu seeds and replace them with heather vines, but after thinking about it, the spirit spring had just run out, was it a bit of a waste to plant the heather vine like this? After all, for this kind of precious spirit plant, and it only had a lifespan of 200 years, Chen Mo planned to water the spirit spring at the beginning to see if there was any possibility of upgrading the grade!
Thinking like this, Chen Mo had no choice but to give up. Once again, he sighed at the problem that Lingquan was too little to expand, but the next moment, Chen Mo suddenly thought of something, looking at Lingtian in front of him, he was stunned.