Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 887

2021-06-10

Chapter 887 Mi Dou mutation

Mi Dou is the biggest cheat since Fang Dou crossed.

From the very beginning, we could only extract white rice from it, and later we could purify the cultivation technique and even open up space inside.

This unique cheat has been growing and developing more and more functions.

Until today, there are finally new changes.

Fang Dou is very much looking forward to this, the current situation is turbulent, the return of the hundred sons, the immortal is born, and the curtain is slowly opened. It's about sweeping Above the Heavens and Under the Earth, and no one can stay out of it.

The power at the moment can barely protect itself at present, and once encountering greater danger, it will be far from enough.

The rice bucket has been incorporated into a brand new spirit rice type, and mutation has begun to occur, but due to insufficient quantity, it has not yet reached the point of qualitative change.

On the old man's side, according to the first-generation female parent, high-yielding varieties have been bred, and the next step is to continue to cultivate and increase the yield step by step.

At the same time, other rice seeds that were discarded were sacrificed to the rice bucket.

Fang Dou didn't expect , guarding the field, and such a good thing.

It is foreseeable that after the upgrade of the rice bucket, it will bring new functions.

The current situation of the outside world is also constantly being introduced to Fang Dou's ears.

After the turmoil, the Imperial Court settled accounts in the autumn, and once again hunted and killed the Splendid messenger on a large scale, with remarkable results.

Under the Sect Lord, all the yamen work closely together. Those who are suspected will be killed and arrested.

The spies of the new camp have suffered heavy losses and were almost destroyed.

Although, with the ability of the opponent, it is possible to recruit troops again, but at least it cannot be formed in a short time.

Fang Dou sighed when he heard it. The famous teacher started too fast. He used the hand of the splendid messenger to spread the news, and then swept it all at a lightning speed, cutting off the follow-up inquiries.

The new camp is bound to respond, and the importance attached to the tun fields will inevitably be as the tide rises, the boat floats.

The traps set up by the three companies will be opened step by step to lure each faction into it.

This makes Fang Dou more convinced that he must not stand on the opposite side of the three, otherwise he will die without a whole corpse.

Back then, when the Majiao joined the Imperial Court, it took away the resources of the famous religions, and even became the establishment of the world. The Taoists and Shimen were also offended, and finally ended in complete annihilation. Guanglin daoists also body dies and Dao disappears .

Nowadays, the language of Baizi's return has come, and various schools have revived, and obviously they still have to compete for the world.

As the leaders of the established situation, the three companies will never allow outsiders to intervene.

At the end of the day, is it better to let others sleep soundly on the side of the couch?

Fang Dou thinks of himself again, even if he wants to stay out of the matter, he can't help but be pulled in. It is conceivable that even if he survives this time, he will not be able to escape the plot against the three families, and similar things will become more and more in the future. more and more.

"You have to think of a way to stay out of the way!"

As the days go by, Tian old man's research is fast, and the yield of rice seeds is gradually increasing.

Fang Dou, accompanied by him, harvested many kinds of spirit seeds and sent them all into the rice bucket.

He used farm secret techniques and grafted and hybridized various grains, which made the output of spirit rice skyrocket to an astonishing level. zero.

On the contrary, it is the Taoism that Tian old man does not want, and it has the highest value to Fang Dou.

Every time a brand new spirit rice seed is stored, there will be an extra plant on the outer wall of the rice bucket, gradually forming a lush field scene.

On this day, Fang Dou had three different seeds lying in the palm of his hand, "47th, 48th, and forty-ninth!"

It was a coincidence that three seeds were added today , you can make up the number seven, seven and forty-nine.

This number often represents a certain level in cultivation, so Fang Dou couldn't help but pay more attention.

Three seeds enter the rice bucket, and the rays of light flicker, no different from before.

However, after a while, Midou began to shake.

The turbulent light waves burst out, making Fang Dou almost unsteady, reaching out to cover his eyes.

It seemed that there was a lot of movement in front of him, but only Fang Dou could see it, and it was not surprising that Fang Dou was the only one who was dancing.

When the rays of light dimmed a little, Fang Dou found a small sun rising in the rice bucket.

The golden light is soft and not dazzling, but it is not the body, but wraps the inner core.

"This is..."

Fang Dou put his hand deep into the light ball, the next moment golden light disappeared without a trace, and a few seeds lay in his palm.

“A brand new spirit rice?”

Fang Dou thoughts move, his mind entered the inner space of the rice bucket, but he saw that in addition to storing the magic weapon of grain, a new space was opened up.

This space is full of nothingness all around, without any support, only five groups of air currents come and go, chasing playfully like urchins.

The rice seeds in the palm of the hand, when they see the five-color airflow, begin to stir, eager to put them in.

"What's the hurry?"

Fang Dou separated a seed and threw it into the five-color airflow, but saw that the seed was bathed in the airflow and began to break its shell and grow and sprout.

"Soilless cultivation?"

Fang Dou next moment, slap on the forehead, isn't this the legendary five-color Divine Land?

It is rumored that the five-color Divine Land is the most precious soil in the world. It was planted by the ancient Heavenly Emperor and used to worship the Heavenly Emperor.

Now that he saw it in Midou, Fang Dou was convinced that the five-color Divine Land was different from ordinary soil and had no specific shape.

The remaining rice seeds are put into the five-color Divine Land one by one, and they quickly break through the shell and germinate.

During this period of time, Fang Dou followed the old man to farm the fields, and he had also seen the powerful whip of Shennong.

But now, after seeing the five-color Divine Land, I found that the effect of this thing is far more than the Shennong whip.

The Shennong Whip is the Life Source that urges the seeds, moved towards different possible directions of growth and evolution.

As for the five-color Divine Land, it is directly to let the potential of the seeds burst out, and when they grow, it is the most perfect form.

Rice seeds grow and head rapidly, and in just a few breaths, they begin to mature and wither.

Fang Dou hurriedly harvested and harvested hundreds of times more rice seeds. He suddenly realized that the five-color Divine Land was more precious than this rice seed, so he stopped to check.

As expected, the growth of rice seeds has reduced the consumption of the five-color Divine Land by a circle.

Fang Dou observed carefully, and after half a day, he found that in the dark air, a new five-color airflow was born again like create something from nothing.

“very good!”

The inner space of the rice bucket can also produce a brand new five-color Divine Land, which means that this is a sustainable resource.

Fang Dou was very excited, and then looked towards the rice seeds in his palm, Mi Dou gave all good things, but I don't know how effective this thing is?

He pushed aside a few seeds, revealing crystal rice, and threw it into his mouth.

That kind of feeling is not like eating raw rice.

These few grains of rice, like medicine pills, melts in the mouth, turned into the purest air flow, poured into Fang Dou's limbs, and left no dregs.

“Pure Yang!”

Fang Dou startled, without thinking too much, hurriedly running the cultivation technique to digest this hard-won opportunity.

(end of this chapter)