The speed of transplanting rice with a rice transplanting machine is indeed very fast, and the paddy field with 80 acres of Lingquan is planted with two kinds of high-grade spirit valleys, dragon teeth and phoenix feathers.

It's just that it's easy to plant seedlings, but it's extremely difficult to maintain.

This high-grade spirit valley contains supreme aura and vitality, and it is the most favorite thing for some insects and cockroaches, so you have to beware of insects and cockroaches, and you have to be careful to guard against all kinds of diseases and weeds, which is very troublesome. After planting the seedlings, Gongliang began to wonder if he wanted to find some spirit planters to come and help, but he had many secrets, and once an outsider came in and wanted to be detected, what should he do?

For a while, he didn't think of any good way, so he had to press the matter for the time being.

Fortunately, the seedlings are still small, there will be no diseases, and there will be no insects and cockroaches to eat, which saves a lot of trouble.

After planting the seedlings, Gongliang put away the rice transplanter and walked to the hillside.

On the hillside, the Langji tree, green kumquat, long's ear plum, gourd jujube, spirit bamboo, and small gourd transplanted from the space have been full of vitality, and the leaves look tender and tender. And the saplings that were cultivated from the pits of the fruit also came to life.

Of course, these are also indispensable reasons for Gongliang's heavy bleeding and watering with the innate essence of the seven-color ginseng quenching, otherwise it would be impossible to recover so quickly if the root is broken.

In addition to these, the ancient peach branches in the high-grade spiritual land were finally rejuvenated and grew green and tender buds under the continuous watering of the innate original solution.

Gongliang nodded again and again, finally living up to the painstaking work he had been working back and forth recently, and the large amount of innate essence he had spent.

Mi Gu sat on a blanket with the dolphin, flew around the hillside, proudly introduced him to the names of the fruit trees planted on the hillside, and brought him some fruits to eat, and proudly said that he also helped to plant them.

Gongliang doesn't remember when she participated in the voluntary tree planting work.

Round and rolling on the hillside with a small fragrance, from time to time to the side of the red flowers and green grass, smell the fragrance of flowers, smell the fresh smell of tender grass, a look of Wenqing's daughter's heart, completely incompatible with its fat and grinning temperament.

The three sisters of the Yan family also came over, the three of you push me, I push you, laughing in the hillside orchard.

The four-headed dragon mastiff kept running around the crowd and had a lot of fun.

When the Black Mammoth Dorjee saw them, he also walked over from the mountain forest.

When they came to the Miaodao Immortal Sect, Duoji was exempted from the burden of Gongliang and their hard work from the Great Wilderness to the Eastern Land, and then from the Eastern Land to the Miaodao Immortal Sect, and they were all at once idle. In addition, the Miaodao Immortal Sect has sufficient spiritual energy and a lot of food, and Gongliang has opened up permissions for it, so that it can come and go freely at any time, making its food much better. The body suddenly grew and became much stronger.

Today's black mammoth, standing in front of everyone, is like a black mountain.

The ferocious atmosphere exuded is awe-inspiring.

Of course, there is no reason why it has been inherited by the bloodline and can start cultivating.

After taking everyone around the hillside, the side of the mountain, and the spiritual field, Gongliang asked the dolphin who was flying around on the blanket, "Dolphin, what do you want to eat today?"

This little chubby dun has often come to the valley lately. is called to see him, but he is actually attracted by the delicious food made by Yan Jingshu. When Gongliang was able to cook, he almost swallowed his tongue in the food he cooked. If it weren't for E Lingyu to let him go back to sleep at night, this little chubby dun would be reluctant to leave here. But even so, every noon, this little chubby dun would still come over on a flying carpet and mix a beautiful meal on Gongliang's side.

So much so that Elingyu was jealous of this.

Gongliang couldn't cry or laugh, and after Elingyu ate the food he cooked, he had to admit that the food cooked by Gongliang was better than her.

"Uncle Shi, I want to eat barbecued pork eel, steamed rice with pickled monster meat, steamed shrimp with garlic, golden turtle and black grouse soup, cold side dishes, stir-fried animal meat, stewed animal bones, crispy fried garlic bones..."

As soon as the dolphin heard his question, she reported all the dishes she had eaten recently.

It's okay not to say it, when it comes to rice and round, they swallow their saliva violently.

"Poop, I'm hungry. Migu blinked and said pitifully.

Gongliang saw her small appearance, what could he say, and said helplessly: "Then let's eat." But I don't have those dishes today, I'll make you a fish ball in oil that I've never eaten before, braised fish tail, steamed fish head in sauce, and fish bone broth. ”

"I like to eat the puppets made by Baba. Mi Gu nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, good!" For Little Fat Dun, he likes it as long as it is delicious.

"Gongliang, I don't want to eat fish heads, I want to eat fish tails. Round Roll also shouted beside him.

This fool is because there are many fish heads and bones, and there is no meat.

Gongliang didn't bother to pay attention to this fool, so he took everyone back to cook and cook.

After eating and drinking, the dolphin didn't forget what he wanted to do in the afternoon, so he sat on the flying carpet and walked to Mingjun, one of the twelve immortal mansions. Since this little fat dun got those books about the medicinal herbs at the East Mengzhong Bow of Yujingfeng, he has been reading hard day and night, and he has worked hard to memorize. It didn't take long for him to memorize the contents and start asking his father to find the herbs for him to identify.

Cai Xianchu didn't have time to play with him, so he pushed the matter to his wife Elingyu.

At first, Lingyu asked Lan'er Xin'er to bring herbs over for the little guy to identify, but in the end, she was so annoyed that she couldn't stand it, and pushed it back to Cai Xianchu.

As a last resort, Cai Xianchu could only ask for help from Chu Shaosun, the master of the Twelve Immortal Mansions, but there was nothing else in the Immortal Mansion, but there were many elixirs. The son can see it however he wants.

Therefore, in addition to going to the market to sell urine, the biggest interest of the dolphin is to go to the Ming Junjian to identify the herbs.

Now he knows a lot of medicinal herbs, and some of the apprentices who specialize in learning to distinguish medicines are not as good as he knows.

"Woohoo..."

Little Fat Dun flew over the mountain peaks with its own sound effects, and the disciples who passed by on the flying birds knew him, and they would greet him, but more of them were happy.

Because he was fat and sitting on a blanket, it looked really funny.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, he saw someone planting rice below, and immediately flew down.

This little chubby dun flies around the sect on a flying carpet all day long, and few people don't know him. So when the old spirit planter who was immersed in planting rice saw him, he greeted him: "Dolphin, where are you going!"

"I'm going to Uncle Shi's side to get medicine, what are you doing?" asked Fat Dun knowingly.

"You don't even know this?" said the old spirit planter in surprise.

"Of course I do, but I've never seen such a stupid way to plant rice. Little Chubby said angrily with a puffed stomach.

The old spirit planter was so angry that he almost plucked out all the beards under his chin, and said angrily: "Then where have you seen such a stupid method of transplanting rice?"

"My uncle doesn't have such a stupid method of transplanting rice, my uncle uses a rice transplanting machine to plant rice, his machine is planted in a row, and the seedlings will be planted in a while. Chubby proudly played with what he had just seen.

The old spirit planter seemed to be clear about the little fat dun master, and when he heard this, he said curiously: "Which uncle are you talking about?"

"It's my ancestor's newly harvested uncle, who lives in that Xiawo Valley, he not only has a rice transplanter, but also a cultivator, a seeder, a harvester, a rice mill, a lot, those machines are so powerful, let me tell you..."

Little Fat Dun began to tell the old spirit planter the names and uses of those machines, and he said it so well that he couldn't tell that he had just heard it from Mi Gu.

The old spirit planter was stunned when he heard this, he had lived for so long, and he had never heard of such a machine. For a moment, my heart moved slightly, if there really was such a machine, wouldn't it save a lot of things?

After Xiao Fat Dun described the various uses of those machines to the old spirit planter, he continued to move towards Ming Jun.

But as long as you see people planting rice on the road, you will always go down to show off.

So, Gongliang had rice transplanters, cultivators, rice mills and other machines, and under the trickery of Xiao Fat Dun, they just went away.

After a full meal, Gongliang lay on the rocking chair downstairs in Feixia, swaying leisurely, and Mi Gu fell asleep on Baba lying on his stomach.

Round lying next to the rocking chair, curled up, like a black and white ball, but there is a bright pink of Xiao Xiangxiang on his body, which looks very weird.

The four-headed dragon mastiff was tired of running, and fell asleep with squinting eyes next to him, but he opened his eyes from time to time to see the situation of his respective masters, and then fell asleep peacefully.

Among the three sisters of the Yan family, Yushu hugged a red pillar in Feixia Building and fell asleep with her eyes closed, the sleeping posture was really miserable; Yanshu held a book of anthologies from nowhere and looked at it, Yingying's posture, with the growth of age, gradually appeared graceful posture, it does seem to have a little elegant and elegant temperament; Jingshu sat on the side, quietly holding the secret book passed down by the master to read, gentle and demure, showing everyone's demeanor.