Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 106

"I don't have those spiritual crop seeds yet. I should be able to take out those that have been waiting for ten or eight years. Let's talk about the deal then."

Chen Mou spoke very easily and confidently.

He knew that Yuan Hou was concerned about the survival and growth of the Qinghou tribe, and the seemingly inconspicuous spiritual crops he mentioned would help the Qinghou tribe accumulate financial and material resources in the fastest possible time, so that they could develop steadily in the future.

"Oh, by the way, the newly planted peach saplings over there are of a different variety from the spirit peaches planted on Luofen Slope."

Chen Mou gestured for a fist-sized fruit.

In the next moment, Yuan Hou had already arrived at the peach tree that had been revived after being roasted by the fire and grew fresh green buds and leaves. He looked at it carefully and stretched out his hand to explore the trunk. He could see the different vitality and aura.

"The island is not suitable for planting fruit trees. The moisture is too heavy. How about I transplant this peach tree to the slope of the grave?"

Yuan Hou used a deliberative tone.

Chen Mou smiled and stretched out his hand, "You bring two more jars of monkey wine, I'll keep it at home and drink it slowly."

There are some things that he has to worry about, and he can't be too generous.

This is not a transaction, but an accumulation of friendship.

Yuan Hou laughed, threw away two jars of wine, and used magic to dig out the whole piece of soil where the peach tree had just taken root, and said, "Don't forget the spiritual crop seeds you mentioned, how many do you have, and how many do I want?" , our transaction is a transaction, my favor."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Chen Mou took the two jars of wine and took away the remaining half of the jars on the table.

He remembered that during cross-pollination breeding, if the stamens were removed, the cultivated seeds could only be planted for one season. If he wanted to keep the seeds and continue planting, they were inferior to the first season's mother species in all aspects, and even the third and fourth reserved seeds degenerated to Can't use the point.

He can't remember the specifics, he needs to talk to Mo Fu about a few words when the time comes.

With Mr. Mo Lingzhi's fanatical research spirit, it is not difficult to figure it out. After all, it is combined with the spiritual planting technique of the cultivation world. It is a difficult technique on earth, and it can be easily solved with magic.

The deal between him and Yuan Hou didn't want to change the balance between the human race and the monster race.

Yuan Hou protected the peach saplings and stepped on the lake to the east.

The two reached a verbal agreement to their satisfaction.

More than ten days later, the flame marks on Chen Mou's body disappeared, and a layer of stubble grew on his head. His skin barely returned to its previous healthy and fair skin. He wore a Taoist crown to cover the top of his head. Opened the door and went out.

"Young master, you are out of customs."

Xu'er, who has sharp ears and eyes, heard the movement, and galloped over from the main room, as light as a chirping swallow.

These days, Lve Ying's body skills are not practiced in vain, except that she doesn't like reading and writing, she is very interested in practicing.

She had a great ambition to be a goddess.

"Hey, my lord, your eyebrows and hair..."

No matter how careless Xu'er was, she also noticed the difference in the young master. She looked at the strange young master suspiciously.

Could it be that it was taken away by a thousand-year-old ghost?She started thinking wildly again.

Ying'er and Han'er then came out to pay their respects.

Mr. Chen stretched out his hands to help the two maidservants who were several feet away, and smiled at Xu'er who was standing still: "Over half a month, how many ink characters have you written? How many books have you read? Don't think that I have cultivated a little bit." Small problem, if you don't have time to worry about you, you can play so that you don't know who you are?"

Suddenly Xu'er couldn't hold back, covered her stomach and shouted, "Oh, I ate something bad."

It is absolutely true that the young master has not been taken away.

Why don't you just ask boring reading and writing when you meet each other?
For a moment, she forgot to care about the young master's minor problems in cultivation, and ran back with oil on the soles of her feet, while defending herself: "I have written and read books, young master, don't wrong him, I practice exercises and body The Fa is very hard work, and all the time is spent on it.”

"I won't hit you. I'll take a look at your cultivation progress when I come back."

Chen Mou smiled and waved.

Not liking to read and write is not a serious fault.

He walked on the edge of life and death, and his mood changed, and he saw many things away.

As if relieved, Xu'er justified herself and said, "Hey, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, Sister Han'er, I'll wash the dishes better next time", and she didn't forget to play a full set to get Han'er involved, and ran back in a hurry, stretched out her right hand and behaved He asked the young master to check it out, and smiled happily with his small face up.

Chen Mou checked for a while, and found that Xu'er was indeed not lazy in practicing. He encouraged her a few words, and then announced that her schoolwork and reading tasks would be halved in the future, and the previous ones should be forgotten.

Xu'er, who had a guilty conscience, almost went crazy. She loves to play and cowardly, holding the young master's arm, screaming and jumping, pouring out a few baskets of flattering and flattering words, and jumping around for a long time.

In the end, Ying'er, who had goosebumps all over her body, made a move. She couldn't stand it anymore, and strangled the little girl who was hanging on the son.

Chen Mou smiled, and with his hands behind his back, he paced in the courtyard under the sun, enjoying the warmth and romance of the spring.

The next time I will use Qiyao fire to forge my body to suffer, it will be in early June.

It is said in the Qingyu bamboo slips that setting fire to self-immolation is the most difficult for the first time. With experience later on, the body and meridians are strengthened each time, and the fire can be slowly controlled. Twice, the hair and eyebrows can be preserved.

He had nothing to do, and asked Yuan Hou to learn the common language of the monster race.

To make some preparations in advance for going to the world of all spirits in the future is also to be able to communicate directly with the monster monkeys.

If you have the conditions to learn a foreign language, you can never go wrong.

Since the senior brother couldn't retreat, he didn't hand over the spirit stone anymore, and he didn't need to go to the Taoist hall to learn swords. He usually insisted on practicing at home, and any progress in the future was hard work.

If there is any question I would like to ask for advice, whether it is sword cultivation or law cultivation, sort it out and go to the senior brother's house, the arrangement is clear.

Drink one bowl and two bowls of monkey wine at intervals every day.

He wants to record all kinds of data and intuitive feelings about drinking monkey wine to absorb spiritual energy in his notebook, and then he needs to analyze and compare the data later, so as to come up with the best option, and all experiences must be scientifically specific.

In another world, it is the harvest season with crisp autumn, and purple smoke grows from Lingzao in sunshine.

Chen Mouyu's sword flew over the jujube tree, and Yuan Hou sat on the sidelines, chatting leisurely.

Countless green-haired monkeys climbed on the spiky jujube tree, and picked off ripe purple and black jujubes lightly, and put them into the small grass and vine baskets on their backs.

The graveyard slope is fifteen miles long and four miles wide. Except for the three-mile-sized lake in the middle and the more than a hundred feet of open space bordering the water bank, all the other places are planted with various types of spirit fruit tree.

Yuan Hou stretched out his hand, took two Lingzao, threw one to Chen Mou, wiped the dust in the open air on his sleeve, gnawed the fruit which was much larger than ordinary jujube, and threw the core away Lose.

"Try it, the fruit produced in Luofenpo is different from other places, except that it has a stronger aura. I heard from the old man Qingtong that it has a little effect on enlightening the mind and nourishing the soul of beginners."

Hearing Yuan Hou's greeting, Chen Mou also wiped the fruit on his sleeve and took a bite. It tasted and had a better aura than the spirit jujube he found on the wild tree on the cliff.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Chen Mou immediately picked more than ten Lingzao.

He wants to take it back and squeeze it into juice for his maids to use.

Keep the fruit core, and give it to Mo Fu to add a variety of Lingzao at that time, so as to make the best use of it.

He seems to be able to exchange items from the two worlds, and do a cross-border business.

Rare things are more expensive, this way of getting rich is absolutely feasible.

Of course, we have to wait for him to build the foundation.

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(End of this chapter)