Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 54

The sea of ​​consciousness is still the same, the waves are rough, and there is no peace for a moment when the waves hit the waves.

I hit a grain of inspiration and sent it to the strongest peach tree, making it form a large fuzzy net around the roots for the peach tree to absorb.

During the process, Chen Yu counted, and there were still 21 left in the brain, and the speed of coagulation of the net was still about three days before one grain could be produced. During this period, the third batch of transplants and cultivation, plus the scattered distribution of grains and medicines, used Went to six pills.

He has been trying to find a way to increase production, but he still can't figure it out. Although he has some experience in using the inspiration, he is still at a loss for the vast ocean of consciousness.

Tee, Tee.

I knocked on the trunk of the peach tree twice, and then opened the peach blossoms that had not yet fully bloomed. I touched and looked at them for a long time, and even dug the soil twice, carefully paying attention to the state of the roots.

After the brainstorming, according to the previous experience, the changes will gradually appear as the peach trees grow, rather than the rough and fierce experiment with weeds for the first time.

He looked at the peach tree now, keeping its appearance in his heart, and kept it for comparison at regular intervals in the future.

Chen Yu guessed that the peach trees were in bloom now, and the changes in the early stage might not be too obvious, and the real changes would wait until the peaches bear fruit.

He remembered that in the two rows of peach trees in front of the mountain gate, apart from the ones planted by the previous ones, some were transplanted by the old Taoist priest, and the peaches had been grown several times. They were mountain peaches with fluff, dry taste, hard flesh, a bit clogged. seam.

I hope that the inspiration can give me some strength, so that the peaches will become thin and soft, sweet and delicious.

It's better to add one or two special effects, such as food that makes the heart close to the gods, longevity and longevity, ghosts and evils, and so on.

However, judging from the several transplants in the medicine field, the catalysis of the inspiration does not go to legends and myths. After all, the story does not say that green vegetables can germinate, orchid fruit can cultivate and temper the spirit.

So don't even think about planting [Pantao], even if there is one, it may not reach the level of life expectancy as rumored.Now he just waits for the peaches to ripen and fall in June to see what effect it will have.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yu thought of waiting left and right, so he simply got the dwarf pine and big-headed pears in the yard.

Speaking of which, the pear trees in the courtyard also matured in June and July, and now they are beginning to be wrapped in a thin layer of white floral clothes with the peach blossoms.

After the casting was over, the inspiration fell back below twenty again.

Not used.

He sighed, he had recently started cultivating with psychic liquid, otherwise the consumption would be even greater.

The effect of the key ectoplasmic fluid is not yet clear, and it can only be determined after the spring millet on the wooden board is formed, so it has not been applied to other crops for the time being.

Moreover, compared to the fact that you can rest assured to wait for the results after throwing the inspiration once, the spiritual liquid will evaporate naturally and needs to be added continuously.

In this way, although there are a lot of reserves, they are also used a lot, and the consumption is also not optimistic.And need constant attention.

Sometimes Chen Yu thought about whether to cover it with a cover, but this method obviously didn't work.

Solid wooden and bamboo covers will interfere with the growth of spring millet, unless a transparent and airtight cover can be used to filter out the evaporated spiritual liquid and lock it up before recondensing and pouring it into the soil.

It sounds very visual, Chen Yu remembered, isn't this just a formation.

It's a pity that I want to go back and think about it, but I can't do it, at least I don't have that ability for a long time.

"It would be great if I could freely control the aura."

The next best thing to do is to control the ectoplasmic fluid, and you can barely achieve the step you imagined.

But how to control it has become a big problem.

Just like the situation encountered when preparing medicinal powder, the spiritual liquid is too stable, it is difficult to decompose, blend, and make it produce various mysterious effects.

The key is "invisible", unable to perceive, naturally incapable of interfering.

Patting his head, he thought that if he could really have the legendary divine consciousness and Yangshen, he might be able to do this.

……

In the afternoon, the sun is warm.

Chen Yu carried a pole and walked leisurely towards the stone stream on the mountainside.

According to Uncle Liu, the spring millet should be drained once a month, especially in the early stage of seedling emergence, and it needs to be taken care of all the time.

Weeding, carrying water, and sometimes hoeing a few hardened rocks and soils, fortunately, except for the need to sprinkle some plant ash to increase fertility when planting, there is no need to worry about urn fertilizer at other times.

Hey!With a sigh of relief, he hung the full bucket on both ends of the pole, carried it on his shoulders, and quickly returned to the mountain.

In fact, well water can also be used for irrigation. After all, the field is not large, but considering that the well water is too cold at this time, I am worried that the seedlings will not be able to bear it, so I gave up.

"The weather will warm up after a while."

Will cooling water affect crops?I don't know, but let's take it as such.

Carrying water back to the Taoist temple, irrigated most of the buckets for the green seedlings, and the rain and dew in the medicine fields and vegetable gardens also covered the remaining half buckets.After taking care of it, he picked up a damp sackcloth and dabbed the sweat stains on his body.

After finishing all this, Chen Yu took the earthworm and teased the only surviving loach for a while, and then sat in the courtyard, taking out all the books in the view to dry in his spare time.Including the "King of Medicine", "Yunsheng Chonglou", as well as "Ming Shenlu" and "Yunhe Gong", all five scriptures were taken out and spread out on the stone table one by one, letting the sun shine, Get rid of moisture and silverfish inside.

On the side, he held a copy of "Guang Yun Lun" in his hand, poured a cup of psychic liquid, and turned the pages of the book in the wind.

"The collection of books is still too small. This time I will go down the mountain to participate in the Fa conference and bring more back."

The old Taoist priest has the same temperament as his predecessor, and he doesn't pay much attention to this kind of Taoist scriptures. Too many scriptures accumulated from generation to generation in the past ten years have been lost and rotted.

The few remaining books were almost torn apart by him. Taking advantage of the gathering of many Daoists this time, he planned to buy a dozen or so books to enrich his family.

In front of the courtyard, Chen Yu sits on the bluestone, facing the scattered peaks and mountains in the distance, and the green trees make up the room and become a quiet forest.

breathe……

When exhaling, I didn't run my own new method, but naturally followed the path of combining evil spirits to relax my heart and whole body.

After reciting the mantra silently, his mind gradually sank, as if falling into the sea in a trance, surrounded by slime, and suddenly seemed to be pattered by rain and dew.

In other words, this is a process of sensory amplification, or in other words, the original messy and diverse perceptions are actively reduced through meditation, and the remaining ones will naturally become more obvious.

For example, the breeze caressing the face, or the clothes rubbing against the skin, probably so.

But that's the case, but it's not interesting to feel it, especially because he is not like ordinary people, his physique is exceptionally strong under the nourishment of spiritual liquid, he also practiced martial arts, and his spirit is about to transform, so he perceives all directions and sinks his mind A little more mysterious and fresh.

puff-

Like spring water dripping, raising invisible ripples.

The next moment, a handful of light filled the air, entangled above the misty chaos, shining like a moon.

Chen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and his mind was almost unsteady. He had never experienced this scene when he was calm in the past.

(End of this chapter)