"Father, let's plant the ginseng here. Grandpa, you are tired from going up the mountain. Please sit down and let your grandson help you beat it."
Yang Boqiao was greatly comforted: "Okay, okay, I am really a good grandson of grandpa, he is better than your father."
"Why am I a little confused? Who am I? Where am I? Is this the legendary scammer..." I thought as I dug with my shovel in my mind. What a miserable life!
Finally, after Yang Huairen rested three times on the way, a large pit with a radius of three feet was finally dug. After receiving the instructions from the old man, Yang Huairen took the shovel and vigorously waved it against the bluestone cylinder, as if to wipe out today's grievances.
Wave away.
"Bang. Click" the large vat cracked open, and dirt and rocks flew into the air. Yang Hongyuan first spread a thick layer of spiritual soil from Lingtian on the bottom of the pit.
Then he placed jade coins in the five directions and four corners according to the instructions of the Lingshu, and then moved the ginseng into the sealing soil. At the same time, he irrigated a little with the water taken from the Li River. Unfortunately, there was no Lingquan water, otherwise the effect would have been better.
Seeing Yang Hongyuan's magic sticks coming one after another, he couldn't help but frighten Yang Boqiao, maybe his grandson could really cultivate spiritual ginseng.
After everything was finished, Yang Hongyuan couldn't help but sweatdrops appeared on his forehead, and Yang Huairen collapsed directly on the ground. Yang Hongyuan said to Yang Boqiao: "Grandpa, this ginseng plant does not need to be taken care of for half a year. Just let it grow on its own. After half a year, it will grow on its own.
For five days you place a stone coin at the root."
Yang Boqiao agreed. After all, Shi Yangshu consumes one jade coin every ten days, and it only takes one hundred stone coins to exchange for one jade coin, so there is no need to care.
But Yang Hongyuan thought more. Most of the spiritual mulberry trees in this world were reproduced from the mother tree of the Lingmulberry King Tree of Lingyi Sect in Sangzhou. So the ginseng species in this world were probably also derived from the Tianxian Taoist Cave.
The spiritual ginseng doll Guoguo was derived, but Guoguo was trapped in Tianxian Cave, which led to the scarcity of spiritual ginseng in this world.
However, the research on spiritual ginseng in this world is shallow. Occasionally, those who cultivate spiritual ginseng are mostly warrior realm spiritual cultivators. Because they do not understand the habits of spiritual ginseng and have insufficient knowledge, they naturally cannot cultivate spiritual ginseng. If things go on like this, they will naturally ignore ginseng even more.
I could only hear Yang Huairen shouting: "Silly boy, what are you stunned for? We're going down the mountain. Today, dad will take you to the Li River to have some fun."
"Thank you, daddy!" Yang Hongyuan's crisp voice came out.
"When we get to Lixi, dad will thank you properly and let you know what the authority of father is." Yang Huairen thought of this and urged:
"I've been busy early in the morning and my body is all sweaty. Let's go quickly, go quickly, and go to Lixi River to wash up."
The Qinshui River crosses the three counties of Jinyu, Mengyu, and Chenyu. It is an extremely important river in the three southern counties of Yu County. It is said that one can go directly to overseas by following the Qinshui River. However, the highest cultivation level of the ancestors of the Yang family is only the martial arts realm.
They haven't even left Yuzhou, let alone the mainland to the outer sea.
Lixi River is a tributary of Qinshui River, and the spiritual fields in the northern part of Chenyu County rely on its irrigation to support the spiritual farmers in several towns and villages.
At this time, Yang Huairen was a little dumbfounded. He saw Yang Hongyuan swimming or looking up in the Li River, sometimes diving into the bottom of the stream, sometimes jumping out of the water, splashing out splashes of water.
"I, I, what did I give birth to?"
"Yuan'er, you know how to swim, was it your grandpa who taught you how to swim?"
"Ah, daddy, this is called swimming. No one teaches me. I'm like this when I come down. I can walk just like I did when I was six months old."
Yang Huairen: "Well, well, Yuan'er is really amazing, amazing..." He said that he could only go in together and wash off the sweat stains on his body, but he was not interested in it.
I just heard Yang Hongyuan's voice coming at the right time: "Dad, you were urging me just now. Now it's here, why are you so unhappy?"
Listening to his son's cute voice, Yang Huairen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood. The younger one tried to toss me at night, but he couldn't beat me. The older one tossed me during the day, but he couldn't beat me. It's too difficult for me.
Listening to his son's sweet laughter, Yang Huairen could only feel the knives plunging into his body. He couldn't help shouting: "Yang knife, stop piercing him!"
As soon as the words came out, both father and son were stunned, and then Yang Hongyuan burst into even more proud laughter.
Yang Hongyuan's happiness this time was not just about successfully stabbing his father with a knife. It is a child's nature to love to play, not to mention playing with water.
After playing for a while, Yang Hongyuan thought about using the sea of consciousness to connect the jade slate. After all, the bottom of the stream is also the earth, and it is also the earth's bookkeeper. If there is nothing to do, it just consumes the spiritual consciousness. It will automatically recover in a few days. If there is any problem,
What did you find?
I saw Yang Hongyuan even more having fun, swimming from here to there, diving from one end to the other. Looking at it, Yang Huairen couldn't help but remind him: "Yuan'er, don't swim too far, come here quickly."
"Dad, come here and stay with me."
"Hey, am I a father or a son?" I thought to myself, swimming towards my son without stopping.
At this moment, the light on the spiritual ultimatum loomed, and Yang Hongyuan instantly activated his spirit and swam forward following the guidance of the spiritual ultimatum. Yang Huairen, who was behind, had no choice but to continue to follow his son.
When Yang Huairen couldn't bear it anymore and was about to call Yang Hongyuan to stop, Yang Hongyuan suddenly stopped in a place with dense water plants. This was the intersection of Li River and Qinshui River, and it had reached the scope of Qinghe Village.
"Dad, there is a group of spiritual fish here." Yang Hongyuan said cautiously.
Yang Huairen hurriedly swam closer and said: "Yuan'er, are you sure that there are spirit fish in this Li River? It is said that they swim in from the outer sea, but the number is very small, and only a handful of them have been caught. How can you be sure that there are spirit fish here?
fish?"
"Dad, it may have something to do with my constitution. I am naturally sensitive to spiritual energy. When I swam just now, I felt a spiritual energy fluctuation, and the source is in the water plants here. Dad, please go back and call grandpa and the others over. I'll watch here."
"Yuan'er, how can I rest assured if you stay here by yourself? Besides, it takes a lot of time for me to go back and forth. It's not in vain that the spiritual fish have swam away. Why don't you let me in? Maybe I can catch a few more." Yang Huairen insisted.
He spoke based on the principle that ten birds in the forest are worth less than one in the hand.
"My dear father, look here is the intersection of Li River and Qinshui River. The water flow is very fast. Only here is a gentle beach with abundant water and grass. The fish will not leave in a short time. Hurry up.
Go back quickly and bring your fishing gear." Yang Huairen couldn't resist his son, so he could only turn around and swim back under Yang Hongyuan's urging.
About an hour later, Grandpa Grandpa arrived with his Sixth Grandpa Yang Chengming, Seventh Grandpa Yang Chengbo, and Eighth Grandpa Yang Chengwei each carrying a large net with fine mesh.
"Yuan'er, you found a group of spiritual fish, where are they?" Yang Chengwei asked anxiously.
"It's in this waterweed!" Yang Hongyuan's determined voice sounded. This chapter has been completed!