After resting for half a day, the emperor is still ready to arrange the future career line.

Now that the mountains are also lively, and the men and horses are also strong, is it time to accumulate grain and slowly become king.

Although the crisis of the Abyss Pavilion has been lifted, and the threat of the Evil Sect has temporarily receded, it cannot be taken lightly.

The emperor still plans to make some preparations for the next step of his practice.

Considering that he was already a cultivator in the foundation building period, he should refine some corresponding pills to improve his strength.

What's more, the newly acquired Xuanhua Iron Tree and the red soil can also be planted on the mountain in due time.

According to the plan, he summoned Ren Tiantang and a few people over, and the big guys held a round table.

Discuss how to expand the planting of spiritual trees on the mountain, and by the way, cultivate some fields and prepare some grain and grass.

Ren Tiantang spoke and said the latest news, the conspiracy of the evil sect was exposed, and now the major sects are making every effort to self-examine, and even the local Shenzhou Alliance has begun to check the details of their own people, and it will be stable for a while.

However, the Evil Sect should not give up easily, and there is news that they will fight back with all their might, so it is necessary to prepare in advance.

Huang Fu Shang nodded and said that the proposal was passed.

Murong Blizzard and Nalan Reaorou said that they had no opinions, it depends on how you arrange, and we are responsible for supporting.

Nangong Meng raised his hand and said I want to concentrate on practicing, senior brother, you can't leave it alone.

Huangfu Shang lost his temper, and said in his heart, don't you make trouble?

So I informed everyone that I was going to plant trees today, and I went to search for some herbs in need to prepare for everyone to improve their skills.

After arranging, Huangfu Shang began to find a suitable location on the top of the mountain, melting the red soil into the soil.

Seven or eight different kinds of fruit trees were planted near the two spirit trees before, and now they have all grown vigorously and have produced a lot of fruits.

Huang Fu Shang looked at these results with satisfaction, calculated that the area was more suitable for planting, and walked along the fruit tree area, and the ground began to steepen, which was the position of the mountainside.

He stepped on the ground with his foot, about three or four feet from the fruit tree area, and began to carve out an area, sacrificing tools such as hoes, and quickly digging the ground.

After loosening the soil on the ground, I prepared to bury the red soil with reference to the planting techniques I had learned, and tried to blend it with the soil on the mountain.

It is important to know that this kind of red soil is not ordinary, and it is not easy to mix with ordinary soil.

Huang Fu Shang considered that things were more troublesome, and asked Wang Xiaohu to help him bring a bucket of spiritual spring, diluted it in a small amount, and buried it in a small ball of red soil.

Soon, under the essence of the spring water, the originally solidified terracotta instantly became active, and immediately became soft and elastic, and when it was buried under the ground, after the emperor continued to bury and add soil, some changes occurred.

First, there was a peculiar tremor that emerged from the dirt, as if it would not give in, and was about to disperse from the dirt at any moment.

However, the emperor still added water to the spring, purified it, and subdued it with his true qi.

After a few moments, the mixed soil took shape, and a deep red color appeared, seeping into the soil with the original characteristics of red soil.

Huangfu Shang concocted the same method, and with the help of Wang Xiaohu, he quickly melted the red soil that Lianggong Day sent to him into the soil.

About three or four square meters of space, he used stone bricks to build a separate area, which was used alone to cultivate red clay.

Then, it was the saplings that Liang Gong Ri sent him, planted them, and waited for the harvest.

Wang Xiaohu was busy for a long time, and finally saw the seedlings of the Xuanhua Iron Tree, and couldn't help asking: "This is the divine tree you want to plant?

Huangfu Shang smiled and teased him: "You haven't seen much, this kind of divine tree can directly grow divine weapons in the future, and even the effort to build weapons will be saved at that time." Haha, I'm afraid that our dear Xiaohu will become a useless person. ”

"Who said that it was not just to grow a few weapons?" Wang Xiaohu was not afraid of his scare, but retorted, "I just played here for a few days, who plans to mess with you for the rest of my life?"

Huangfu Shang patted the soil on his hands, saying that you are casual, but he is wondering if he should give any more saplings and make some grafting or something?

And the saplings that live there are still very young, and if you want to wait for the harvest, it is still early.

Then he repeated the old trick, first moistened a lot of spiritual spring for a few days, but when he grew up, he grafted some branches from the Qiqiao Spirit Tree.

After tossing for two days in a row, it was a scene of witnessing a miracle, and in only two nights, a few Xuanhua iron trees planted had grown to more than half a person's height, and more than a dozen tender branches were born.

It seems that the efficacy of the spiritual spring in the back mountain is still against the sky.

So he cut a few branches from it, and tried to graft it onto the Qiqiao Spirit Tree and the Linglong Treasure Tree, and nourished it with a spiritual spring.

In this way, the emperor has planted the seeds of hope, and what kind of harvest he can achieve after that depends on creation.

He concentrates on taking care of the trees every day, but he doesn't have the heart to play with Wukong and them, but Bajie comes to complain, saying that Wukong is bullying people more and more, and scares him with a golden hoop stick every day.

"Look, my nose is swollen, how can I go out to meet people?"

Huangfu Shang glanced at Bajie and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, your long nose is already very handsome." Well, why don't we get a handy weapon and fight Wukong?"

Bajie was originally ashamed to practice, but recently saw the power of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, probably because he was scared, and he also screamed: "Get me one, the old pig too!"

"Okay, you just look at the newly formed branches on it, and if you turn around and bear fruit, maybe you can make a magical weapon?"

Huangfu still teased him, pointed to the young branches that had just been grafted, and said.

Bajie looked at it, but drooled: "This is not a fruit tree that blooms once in 5,000 years, I haven't tasted the fruit on it yet?"

When Huangfu Shang saw this foodie, he was worried about his stomach, and slapped him in the back: "What do you think, what is grafted on it is the branches and leaves of the Xuanhua Iron Tree, which can give birth to extraordinary weapons." By the way, what kind of blade do you want?"

I suddenly remembered that Marshal Tianpeng's weapon was a nine-toothed nail rake.

If you want to choose again in this life, it won't be a rake with such a low style, right?

Fortunately, Bajie said very tactfully: "Of course it's a flying sword, and I Bajie also wants to fly in the sky, the more windy the better!"

"Then look at it honestly, if something goes wrong, or something good doesn't come out, don't blame me?"

Huangfu is still rare to find a coolie, and by the way, he stimulates the ambition of Xia Bajie and asks him to work hard.

But he handed over the task of guarding the fruit tree to the future canopy.

When I turned around and played a little song, I left easily, but I felt uneasy.

Let the second senior brother come and watch the orchard, this is not a chance for him to guard and steal, I better be careful, right?