Chapter 22: Use spiritual soil to nourish ordinary fields and transform them into spiritual fields!
Mo You thought that this was the end of her interaction with Zhao Ge, but she didn't expect that Zhao Ge seemed to have some interest in her. He came to see her every three days, and sometimes even brought Ye Changsheng with him!
Ba Ya stayed at home to meditate and practice, trying to get Qi into his body as soon as possible, while Mo You and Ye Changsheng played in the mud in the field.
Ye Changsheng was still dressed like a noble young master, but his hands were stained with mud, his eyes were bright and he was playing with the mud very enthusiastically!
Mo You made a clay doll of the Supreme Being. It looked like he was using a brush to draw talismans, giving him a feeling of being alone.
Ye Changsheng saw it, and almost without thinking, he stretched out his slender little hand and slapped him flat!
After filming, Ye Changsheng also said:
"My young master is much prettier than him, why do you keep pinching him?"
Mo You glanced at the baby fat on Ye Changsheng's face, said nothing, and continued to knead the mud in his hands.
Ye Changsheng saw that she shouldn't be disobeying him. At that moment, the young master lost his temper and patted the mud in front of him with his little hands, making his peach blossom eyes widen.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Tell me, who is more beautiful, me or him?"
"..."
"Okay, how dare you not answer me! You, you, you, do you think he looks better!"
"..."
Mo You felt that if he didn't say that Supreme Ugly was the child, Ye Changsheng might explode.
But as a pure land in the fairy world, she really couldn't tell such an outrageous lie.
So after hesitating for a moment, she drew a stroke on the ground with her muddy fingers, and then a small flame emerged from the stroke, flew one meter high, and then exploded into tiny sparks.
This scene really attracted Ye Changsheng's attention. His immature peach blossom eyes widened, and then another small flame flew out from the stroke, flew to a height of one meter in the air and exploded into fine pieces again. Mars.
Ye Changsheng's eyes were bright and he stopped patting the mud. He pointed at the stroke with his dirty little finger and asked Mo You.
"What's this??"
"Array."
"What kind of formation will set off fireworks!"
One of the parts of the Immortal Killing Formation...
Mo You did not answer Ye Changsheng's question, but made another stroke on the formation. This time, the flames generated began to have different colors.
"Wow!!!"
Seeing that the child had diverted his attention, Mo You continued to rub the mud on his hands to help it turn into spiritual earth as soon as possible.
But while she was busy here, Ye Changsheng over there was already imitating her and drawing strokes on the ground.
It's just that drawing an array is not that simple. If anyone can follow the rules of heaven and earth and form an array with any stroke, then there will not be so few array masters in the world.
Ye Changsheng painted mud stains all over the floor but failed to achieve the same effect as Mo You. He became frustrated again.
"Why don't sparks come out of the formation I drew?"
That's not a formation, it's just scratching on the ground with mud!
Seeing that Ye Changsheng started to play with the mud again, Mo You thought for a while and then reached out, grabbed Ye Changsheng's small clay hand with his clay hand, and led him to draw a crooked mark on the ground.
The stroke array lit up, and a small flame rose from the stroke, exploding into fine sparks at a height of one meter.
Ziye Changsheng was happy now. He tried it again by himself. When he found that it still failed, he didn't get angry. Instead, he asked Mo You with bright eyes.
"Why can you draw it but I can't?"
Mo You continued to rub the mud in front of him, while explaining the reason to him.
Ye Changsheng looked at Mo You with bright eyes, listening intently and with great interest to Mo You's explanation of how to influence the rules to achieve the purpose of drawing the array.
And Zhao Ge, who was lying not far away, was no longer shaking his legs leisurely.
Although he was still lying there with his eyes closed and concentrating, his ears were perked up high, apparently he was also listening to Mo You's explanation of the techniques and methods of drawing formations.
Zhao Ge had felt that there was something magical about Mo You before, so he got close to him.
But who would have thought that at such a young age, Mo You would actually make great achievements in painting formations!
He could form a formation with one stroke and then outline it on the completed formation. He had never heard of such a thing, even if he had heard of it!
Zhao Ge felt more and more that Mo You had a secret, but he was not the kind of person who insisted on getting to the bottom of it, not to mention that Mo You had a life-saving grace for him, so he didn't want to do anything to Mo You, he just wanted to be friends with her.
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Mo You spoke to Ye Changsheng for a while, all of which were concise and concise.
Ye Changsheng's spiritual roots are extremely talented and talented. After listening to what Mo You said, he thought about it for a while, then he stood on the ground and drew the spiritual soil twice. On the third time, it was done!
Although this magic circle can only be regarded as a semi-finished product, it can only eject sparks one by one from it, and it cannot fly when it rises to three inches high, but it still makes Ye Changsheng extremely happy!
Ye Changsheng took her and her spiritual soil and painted sparks all over the ground to play with Mo You. She didn't care. After the spiritual soil in her hand was reconciled, she slapped it on the large pile of spiritual soil on the side, and then moved on to the next piece.
Zhao Ge secretly made several gestures on the ground with no success, so he came over and poked the large lump of spiritual soil with his fingers, with envy in his eyes.
"With so much spiritual soil, will Junior Sister Mo sell it?"
"Not for sale." These were the lowest level of spiritual soil. Mo You, who was used to seeing good things, didn't take them seriously at all. Of course, he didn't think what price this thing could be sold for.
"Oh, then why did you get so much?" Zhao Ge was crazy about these spiritual soils, but Mo You wouldn't sell them, and he couldn't ask for them. He could only keep poking at the pile of spiritual soils to experience the spiritual soil in his body.
Roots become active for fun.
"I plan to maintain the field into a spiritual field."
Zhao Ge's movement of poking at the spiritual soil froze, and then his voice rose a higher level out of disbelief.
"Use spiritual soil?? You plan to use spiritual soil to nourish the mortal fields into spiritual fields???"
Mo You nodded, that's what she thought.
After receiving the affirmative answer, Zhao Ge's expression could almost be described as heartbroken.
"You actually want to use spiritual soil to transform spiritual fields! You, you, you are wasting good things!"
Mo You was unmoved and still kneaded the soil in his hands calmly, slowly converting it into spiritual soil.
Zhao Ge covered his heart and calmed down for a while before speaking again.
"Don't harm the spiritual soil. Give me some spiritual soil and I'll get you some fertilizer later. That stuff can also grow spiritual fields!"
This is how Xuantianmen’s spiritual field came to be, but Mo You didn’t want to.
"Spiritual fields grown with fertilizers are prone to degradation..." and they are also very dependent on fertilizers.
"That can't harm Lingtu!"
How can this be called a disaster? This low-level spiritual soil is originally used to nourish the spiritual field!
Mo You said nothing, grabbed a piece of spiritual soil and gave it to Zhao Ge.