Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Although Jiang Wuchen is full of questions, he can't go to Nanshan Temple in Qizhou. The old monk meets him in a dream. If he asks him, nine times out of ten he won't get an answer.

Otherwise, how good would it be to say it face to face?

Meeting in a dream is naturally shameful.

"Hiss..." Jiang Wuchen suddenly remembered a detail. The monk filled him three bowls of chicken soup, but he only drank two bowls.

The third bowl was not drunk after all.

The old monk seemed angry. He kicked over the casserole and said that you have a devil in your heart. My Buddhist family can't accept you. Go find a kid

There must be something in it. What does it mean?

"I have a heart devil? What is a heart devil?" Jiang Wuchen thought in his heart. The word heart devil is not difficult to understand, but it is not easy to master it completely

"Hmm..." Jiang Wuchen pondered and paced in the backyard.

Not long after, the cell phone rang. The phone was from Zhong Bo. Sister GUI and Xiaocui came back.

Jiang Wuchen returned to the living room of Chongyang building. A moment later, sister GUI and Xiaocui came. Their faces were tired, a little excited, and their eyes were red.

Jiang Wuchen said with a smile, "it seems that this mission is very successful!"

Sister GUI opened the box in her hand and said, "it's not hard to get the spirit grass seed mentioned by master Jiang! The key is the bone eating insect. We also got it."

Jiang Wuchen bowed his head, but saw some black viscous objects in the box, which emitted a stench. Among these objects, there were several black bone eating insects drilling around.

Xiaocui also opened her box, which was the seed of the spirit grass she wanted.

"OK, go to bencang," said Jiang Wuchen.

Bencang was an island bought by Zhong Bo from a Dongyi man some time ago. Jiang Wuchen just listened to Zhong Bo once. He didn't know exactly how much it was, how big it was, and what it was like.

Jiang Wuchen decided to feed these spirit grasses and bone eating insects there. It is also an experiment. Whether they can succeed can only be determined step by step.

If it is, it will not be far from the large-scale refining of huiyuandan.

The three came out of the Chongyang building and informed Zhong Bo. Not long after, a car drove over. The three got on the bus, came to the Chongyang Island Airport and took a helicopter to bencang island.

Soon, the plane arrived over buncang island. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. In the distance, Jiang Wuchen could see it. It was an island with green trees on the edge.

The terrain of the island is more than ten meters higher than the water surface. There are some stone peaks of tens of meters on all sides. In the middle of these stone peaks, there is a flat land of at least 30000 square meters!

There are still people working on it, and a few of a large number of agricultural machinery are constantly turning the ground. The turned soil is actually fertile black soil.

Zhong Bo said: "bencang island has a total of about 100 mu, half of which can be cultivated. This island is large. Although it is the high sea, it is more eye-catching."

"Very good." Jiang Wuchen fell in love with the island at a glance. "It's not a problem to get in the way. I'll try to arrange some cloud arrays to cover it later. Everything will not be a problem when changing the underwater environment!"

The plane landed slowly. Jiang Wuchen noticed that several people from Lingbao hall were here and ran to say hello.

Zhong Bo said: "I know that the young master wants to plant medicinal materials here, so I arranged someone to clean it early. The soil here has also been tested. It is slightly alkaline. I tried to put some fertilizer into it to neutralize it. There will be no problem at that time."

A group of people walked through the mountains and came to the land surrounded by mountains. The sunset shone. Looking around, the black soil was full of fertile feeling.

The height of the surrounding stone mountain will not block the sunshine here.

From top to bottom, it's more like a quiet bird's nest.

Moreover, Jiang Wuchen also felt the spirit of Yuan spirit!

"There seems to be too few seeds in such a large land..." Xiaocui looked at the brocade box in her hand.

Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "we are not afraid of less. We can plant it. Now spring comes and everything recovers. It is a good season for sowing. Plant the seeds in your hands by categories."

"Huh? Master, now?" asked Xiao Cui.

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "how long do you have to wait?"

"Er, OK." Xiaocui took out the seeds. In addition to the Yuansheng grass, heartbroken flower and Lingshen refined back to Yuandan, Xiaocui also collected the seeds of dozens of other wild herbs.

Jiang duo personally started to take the seeds with a shovel.

Zhong Bo picked up a clean water source for irrigation. At the same time, he said that in the future, a water purification system should be established on the island to suck seawater into the system, and the water that comes out can be irrigated directly, which will save much trouble.

As for those bone eating insects, raising Gu insects requires some methods. Fortunately, ghost sister obtained these methods from a witch doctor.

A stone house was opened on the dark side of the mountain for breeding poisonous insects.

When everything is done well, Jiang Wuchen can't wait to blossom and bear fruit immediately.

However, there was no hurry to plant medicinal materials. After dark, he left with Zhong Bo and others.

Three days later, Jiang Wuchen couldn't wait to come again with Zhong Bo, ghost sister and Xiaocui. The seeds really sprouted.

Small green seedlings grew one by one, which excited Jiang Wuchen.

Another day later, when Jiang Wuchen came to see it again, the problem was not good. Those green seedlings began to die in large numbers.

This is also expected.

Zhong Bo took some dead green seedlings. "These seedlings have normal roots and normal leaves, but they died like this. Obviously, they are not dead. I'll find some experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences later."

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. "These spirit grasses are different from ordinary plants. I'm afraid they lack fertilizer."

"Er, well, it's also a waste of time! I'll find a way... To get some urea or compound fertilizer..."

"Hahaha." Jiang Wuchen couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle Zhong, we grow spirit grass, not ordinary medicinal materials. These things are also wild spirit grass. The growth environment and soil requirements are very harsh.

If you apply fertilizer later, nine times out of ten these things will not work and you may not survive.

Fertilizer needs to be used, but urea is not used. From today on, the quenching liquid of Lingbao hall will no longer be distributed free of charge. All of it will be transported here to irrigate the soil! "

"Ah? Use body quenching liquid medicine? Hiss, how much liquid medicine do you need for this 100 mu?"

Jiang Wuchen said with a smile, "don't worry about how much you have to use. The quenching liquid medicine is easy to manufacture. Hurry up!"

"Yes," said Zhong Bo.

Jiang Wuchen thought for a moment, took out hundreds of great compassion mantras, interacted with his hands, threw them all out from a high position, and recited the truth: Dora night, yavruji Di, sabaha