Chapter 839 Fifth-level spiritual rice?
As the white light lit up, a wisp of white smoke slowly floated out from Chen Mo's wrist, and then turned into a black shadow and gradually condensed.
Without waiting for the people around to stare, Qin Xi had already said excitedly: "Master! Got it! Got it!"
"Got it? What is it?"
Chen Mo was a little puzzled.
At this moment, everyone in Motai was still standing at a pass behind Feitian Pass Mountain, where the teleportation array was repaired.
The other side of Zhongzhou had already returned to normal, and now that this side was officially opened, it was considered to be truly connected to the two places.
"Spiritual rice has grown on Zhutian Bamboo!"
"Really?"
"Really!"
At this time, Chen Mo didn't care about the eyes of others, and directly pulled Qin Xi into his spiritual field secret realm by turning into green smoke.
As soon as he arrived, he forgot that Ning Boqian was standing next to a Zhutian Bamboo, and his eyes were fixed on a bamboo as thick as his forearm in front of him. After discovering them, he turned his head.
"Master, we succeeded!"
Unlike Qin Xi's excitement, a smile appeared on his face, a smile of confidence and joy.
This was an achievement that took them more than three years and all kinds of favorable conditions!
Both Qin Xi and Ning Boqian knew very well that without their master, they would not be able to successfully cultivate a spiritual plant that could replace Qilin rice in three years, even if they were given thirty, three hundred, or even three thousand years!
[Alienation]
[Ripening]
[Intensive]
[Increase in production]
These magical powers are indispensable!
And these magical powers really exist in one person.
This is really unbelievable.
Chen Mo squatted down and carefully observed the fiery red "Zhutian Bamboo". Between its leaves and bamboo stems, fine rice ears really grew.
It just emerged and has not yet fully matured.
If it is calculated according to the growth cycle of Tianyu Daomi, it will take about a month to fully mature.
But whether it can replace the Qilin rice and become one of the spiritual materials for refining the Xuanxin Yangshen Pill, we have to wait for another three months! Now the spiritual rice on this spiritual plant is too little, not enough to refine one.
What's more, the Qinghong Snake Demon and Tian Suqin have no experience in refining fifth-level pills.
The first few times will inevitably fail.
However, it is indeed a great thing that Zhutian Bamboo grows spiritual rice.
Regardless of whether it can replace the Qilin rice, this is also another spiritual plant variety. It is not the alienated Tianyu Dao rice used for brewing wine, but a real new variety equivalent to the giant bone spiritual rice!
A new variety that can be recorded in the [Spiritual Plant Atlas].
"Okay! You will work hard next, and this plant must not have any problems."
"Master, don't worry! I won't go anywhere this month, just keep an eye on it." Qin Xi patted his chest. Even though decades have passed, he still has a frankness and sincerity.
Whether it was the Green-Red Snake Demon, Nie Yuanzhi, or even other Transformation Spiritual Monks in Motai Mountain, they had more or less stayed at the first level of Transformation Spiritual Monks for more than ten years. If it weren't for the Great Vermillion Fruit that provided them with the foundation of mana, they would have made no progress at all.
Even if Chen Mo had a visual panel, he would have breathed in and out for a whole cycle, and his experience points would not have moved at all.
The free spiritual energy between heaven and earth alone could hardly allow Transformation Spiritual Monks to improve.
Perhaps Zhongzhou could, and Beizhou could barely do it, but Pingduzhou couldn't!
If they couldn't gather the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins, they would probably stay at the first level of Transformation Spiritual Monks for their entire lives.
Chen Mo nodded.
He was originally preparing to leave the secret realm, but he glanced at the flower sea not far away, and the woman who was conceived in the flower sea.
Chen Mo named her Qiqing.
Since living with her, he and her have become more and more connected.
The joy just now seemed to have infected the other party, and at this moment, he could actually see a faint smile on Qiqing's face.
For the spiritual plant Seven Emotions Birth and Death Flowers, in addition to being able to cultivate the mind, no more uses have been developed. Only Ouyang Dongqing took thousands of flowers from him, saying that he wanted to draw special talismans based on them.
Of course, Tian Suqin's alchemy hall was not idle either, and a large number of alchemists also turned from learning to research.
This is the concept brought back from Beizhou.
Chen Mo also knew.
Putting aside the spiritual rice that is about to take shape, this sea of flowers alone can allow him to gain a firm foothold in Wuchi Country.
A spiritual plant master who can tame natural treasures will not be ignored no matter who sits on the throne of the king.
The king also needs elixirs and cultivation.
This is also the affirmation I have received from casual conversations with Liu Qiucheng over the years.
"You will be free soon."
It will take about ten years for the Seven Emotions to mature and become a special life like Jiuhua Ginseng.
Ten years is just a blink of an eye for a cultivator.
Over the years, Chen Mo watched her grow up little by little, just like a daughter, and invested his efforts and emotions, and looked forward to the day when she could become a "human".
The smile on Qiqing's cheek became more obvious.
After telling his two apprentices, Chen Mo flew out of the secret realm.
At this moment, Huang Yu, who had not been seen for a long time, was already standing in front of him, obviously waiting for him.
"Are you leaving too?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.
"After eating and drinking for free for so long, no matter how thick-skinned you are, you are embarrassed to stay any longer!" Huang Yu joked.
"Brother Huang! According to what you said, those of us who have been eating and drinking for decades, don't we have to dig a grave to bury ourselves?" Nie Yuanzhi also teased.
"How much did you eat? He was the one who wasted the most, wasn't he?"
Chen Mo pointed at the absent-minded Ouyang Dongqing.
But the latter rolled his eyes at him and didn't give him any face: "I just eat and drink for free, what the hell! Farewell!"
After saying that, he disappeared directly.
"Look!"
Huang Yu laughed.
Everyone also laughed.
"Brother Huang, have a nice trip. I'm working on a big project recently, and you're welcome to come back when it's finished!"
After more than ten years of getting along, the two have already known each other.
From the initial profit utilization to the true friendship now.
If not for this, Huang Yu, who had a lot of Five Little Ghosts' transportation talismans in his hand, would have left Pingduzhou long ago. It would be impossible for him to sacrifice for ten years without making any progress.
"Oh? Seriously? If it's true, then I won't leave."
"Go, go, go! There is no food for you for the time being."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo directly whipped up a strong wind and sent the opponent into the teleportation array.
The next moment, he was sent away without any explanation.
The white light dissipated, and only Chen Mo and Nie Yuanzhi were left in front of the empty pass. Their faces, which originally had smiles on their faces, suddenly became serious.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes! Everything has been arranged."
Three years have passed since the prediction sent by Song Yunxi. Who will be the first to appear from the teleportation array?
Is he someone who deserves to be killed?
How is Zhongzhou doing now?
Will they be in crisis?
Everything is still unknown. (End of chapter)
