The disciples of the Miao Dao Immortal Sect are not all stupid people. In the sky above the valley, a man sitting cross-legged on the sword saw the abnormality of the ancient flat peach tree. If he realized something, he immediately made a circle with his left hand, and the rich fragrance around him suddenly fell into his palm.
, turning into a thick fog the size of a table tennis ball.
"Condensation"
With a soft drink, the thick mist rolled and surged in the palm of my hand, then shrank inward and turned into a tiny drop of water.
The man stretched out his right hand, picked up the water droplets with his index finger and thumb, and rubbed it gently. In an instant, a surge of vitality was injected into his body, making him so comfortable that he almost groaned. Looking inside, he found that the vitality contained in the water droplets actually made him
The body is rejuvenated, as if it were young again.
The man's expression suddenly changed. He looked around and saw that no one noticed his movements, so he flew to a deserted corner with his sword and collected the fragrance of the wood.
In fact, he was not the only smart person in the Miao Dao Immortal Sect. There were also people who noticed the strange effect of the fragrance of the wood grass and hid aside to collect it.
After some people discovered the strange effects of fragrance, they dismissed those people's actions and continued to appreciate its artistic conception, hoping to understand a hint of innate mystery. After all, those are just external objects, and only the realm of cultivation belongs to them.
Of course, the pros and cons are all based on personal feelings and cannot be explained to outsiders.
The elders of the sect who were hiding in the void felt strange when they saw the behavior of the ancient flat peach tree. They all reached out their spiritual consciousness and were surprised. They did not expect that there was such a treasure in the valley.
As the owner of the valley, Gongliang naturally sensed various abnormalities caused by the ancient peach trees absorbing the fragrance of the raindrops.
For a moment, I couldn't help but look at the rich fragrance in the valley. I just looked back at the crowd floating outside the formation and standing under the city wall, but made no move.
E Lingyu nodded slightly, satisfied with his choice.
As a plant creature, Mother Zhi naturally knows the ancient peach tree better than anyone else. If it were only a spiritual creature like Mu He, she would still feel resentful and unfair, and feel that God is unfair, giving all the good things to a bastard like Gongliang.
But now the ancient peach tree appeared again, and when she thought of the child's aura she had sensed before, she knew that there were some strange things in him without even thinking about it.
Gongliang is also a disciple of Changwu, the junior disciple of the sect master, and has a brotherhood with the masters of the various peaks. In addition, there are ten thousand acres of spiritual fields in the valley and countless spiritual fruits. It seems that it is not a bad thing for his own children to follow him.
Even so, she still had to meet the child she had never met before and pass on some skills to avoid being underestimated.
After the fragrant wood grass reaches its peak, it suddenly disappears and no longer leaks out.
On the contrary, the green light of the rice grains is getting brighter and brighter, like the moonlight. But the frequency is getting slower and slower. Every time it flashes, endless spiritual energy is injected into the rice grains from the tall trunk of the wood.
.At this time, Gong Liang discovered that the grade of the tens of thousands of acres of high-grade spiritual fields that had been cultivated in the valley was slowly declining.
"Depend on"
Gongliang suddenly remembered what Zhu Ji once said: "Sir, once the wood is planted, it will absorb the vitality of the earth's veins and the aura of heaven and earth as nutrients. And it can only be planted one season a year. After one season, the grade of the superior spiritual land will decline. In ten years
It’s hard to recover.”
Damn it, he managed to cultivate the ten thousand acres of spiritual land! Gongliang wailed in his heart.
"What's wrong?" E Lingyu asked involuntarily when she saw the pained expression on his face.
"The level of Lingtian is declining." Zheng Zheng said with great heartache.
E Lingyu only observed Muhe and the surrounding situation, but did not notice the situation of the spiritual field. Now after hearing his words, she observed carefully, and sure enough, she saw that the spiritual energy from the ten thousand acres of spiritual field in the valley and the spiritual land on the mountain continued to flow towards Muhe.
She saw far more than Gongliang, her gaze penetrated the ground, and the dense roots of wooden crops spread across every corner of the valley, quickly absorbing the vitality and aura of the earth's veins to nurture the rice grains hanging under the branches and leaves.
After this time, it may not be as simple as the level of the spiritual field declining.
It's just that E Lingyu didn't tell him about this. Now the disciples of the sect are gathering outside the valley, for fear that his mood swings will cause trouble.
In the valley, Mr. Gongjia, Mr. Chengyuan, and Mr. Ji were standing not far from Muhe with a group of Huang people. Mr. Ji saw that the vitality of the high-grade spiritual field spiritual energy he had finally cultivated was constantly draining, and he was so heartbroken that he could not extricate himself.
Mr. Gongjia saw his appearance and comforted him: "Brother Ji, look away. It is a blessing for you and me to see this ancient thing come into being."
"well!"
Ji Lao sighed.
In this situation, what else can he do besides comforting himself like this? Isn't it possible to cut down this tree? Look at the sect disciples outside the formation who are riding swords and riding clouds, or riding birds and beasts floating in the void. It is probably not necessary for Gongliang to take action.
Those people will chop his old bones to death.
When Migu saw the green light emitted by the rice grains, he thought it was fun and wanted to go there.
Gongliang quickly held her in his arms to prevent her from causing trouble.
"Daddy, the trees are glowing, they are so beautiful!" the little guy said while lying in Daddy's arms, looking at the glowing rice grains. What she said was literally to express emotion at the glowing rice grains, but actually she wanted to go and play there.
Gongliang touched the little guy's head and said, "Don't go there, just look over here."
Seeing what Daddy said, Migu had no choice but to stay here. Anyway, Daddy's arms were very comfortable.
After the fragrance of the rice grains stopped wafting out, the fragrance in the valley did not dissipate. The fragrance on the city wall was still very strong, but when the rice grains, round balls, women and other people smelled the fragrance, they felt nothing at all, they just felt very fragrant.
This may be due to their relatively small size.
The fragrance of wood grass makes the human body feel like a baby, returning to the state of the mother's womb. In fact, it is returning to the innocent nature of innocence. But Mi Gu, Yuan Gun Gun and Nv Nv and other water tribes are still small, like children, innocent, how can they still
They need to be like a baby and return to the state of the mother's womb. What they lack is the opportunity to be reborn and advance into the innate Tao body, rather than the mysterious artistic conception of the innate realm.
The three sisters Jingshu, Lan'er, and Xin'er were somewhat affected, but since E Lingyu was nearby, it was difficult for them to practice, so they used magic to drive away the fragrance to prevent themselves from being affected.
As for Little Fatty Dolphin, he is a pure Yang Taoist and will not be affected at all.
Gongliang also spied a glimpse of the opportunity to enter the innate world, so he was not affected. But at E Lingyu's level, the fragrance could not make waves in her firm Taoist heart.
The flickering green light of the rice grains is getting slower and slower, getting brighter and brighter, like a small sun, emitting a blazing light.
After a while, the green light on the rice grains stopped flickering and stayed on. The aura and vitality of the tall wooden grass itself began to flow crazily into the rice grains. Under the ground, the aura and vitality on the root [m] of the wooden grass slowly disappeared.
Then comes the main trunk, the grass leaves. When all the aura and vitality of the wooden grass is injected into the rice grains, the green light begins to dim and eventually disappears, becoming ordinary.
Just looking at the earth-like black and yellow shell of the rice grains and the grain body containing endless vitality, it is impossible to associate the word ordinary with others.
A breeze blew by, and Muhe's tall, lifeless body turned into nothingness, and the rice grains hanging under the branches and leaves fell one after another.
Mr. Gongjia swept his sleeves, and the grains of wood and rice fell one by one in front of him.
The disciples of the sect outside the valley saw that the fragrance disappeared, the rice grains matured, and the wood was no longer there, so they wanted to leave, but they were reluctant to leave.
Seeing this, the sect's law enforcement elder discussed this with the other elders and shouted: "All disciples, listen carefully. If there is nothing wrong, please leave other people's caves as soon as possible. You are not allowed to stay here, otherwise you will be severely punished."
The sect's law enforcement is no joke. After hearing this, some disciples immediately turned around and left, while some stayed, not knowing what they wanted to do.
Gongliang looked at the lingering crowd outside, thought for a moment, flew out of the formation, raised his hands to the crowd around him and said: "My fellow disciples, Gongliang has no intention of getting the food eaten by the ancient ancestors. After many years of cultivation, it has finally matured today. Gongliang is not
Dare to be precious, and put out a hundred pills for auction. Starting from tomorrow, ten pills will be auctioned every day, and the one with the highest price will get it. Whether it is spiritual stones, treasures, elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, puppets, or magic weapons, you can exchange them for them. Hope you all can
Fellow disciples inform each other."
He then beckoned to fetch a grain of wood and rice from the valley. This grain of rice was actually larger than the one he had planted before, reaching three meters in length.
"Look, everyone, this is what the ancient ancestors ate. The starting price is 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. The auction will start at noon tomorrow. Everyone is welcome to come and bid."
After Gongliang finished speaking, he returned to the valley.
The elders above the valley nodded repeatedly, looking like they were teachable.
In the cave, Chang Wu smiled slightly when he heard Gong Liang's words.
When the disciples of the sect saw the wood and rice grains that were full of vitality, their eyes shone brightly. Those who were interested immediately went back to prepare. The remaining people stayed outside the valley for a while, but after finding nothing useful, they also left.
The elders who were hiding in the sky above the valley, the law enforcement disciples who came to maintain order, and the anonymous workers who came to help also left after seeing the crowd outside the valley disperse.
Soon, the usual calm returned to the inside and outside of the valley.