Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

"Fall down!"

In Dinghaizhu Small World, farmland is readily available.

As soon as Chi Qiaosong's thoughts moved, the ten acres of fertile land turned into a light that only he could see, and fell into a farmland location that he had selected in advance, and the dense atmosphere diffused.

Spiritual roots such as laurel and peach trees grow rapidly.

"Moo?" Xiaoqing looked at all this curiously. It was the first time he saw ten acres of fertile land being released.

Tu Shanzhi was even more amazed: "Gee!"

In its view, Chi Qiaosong is blessed with a deep fate, and in addition to the spiritual treasures like Dinghaizhu, he even has a magical treasure such as ten acres of fertile land.

It doesn't know what ten acres of fertile land is, but living in Chijiashan for a long time, it naturally knows the magic of ten acres of greenhouses.

Therefore, I am more optimistic about Chi Qiaosong's future, and I have more expectations for my hope of taking shelter in the name of Chi Qiaosong and passing the calamity of the human fetus.

between emotions.

Ten acres of fertile land have been rearranged properly.

Chi Qiaosong looked at the grapes and gourd lying on the ground, and couldn't help sighing: "I have to build a shelf for the grapes and gourd again. Every time I put it away, it would be nice if I could put the shelf away together."

As he spoke, he rolled up the swarms of Xiaobai, Xiaohong, and Jinyi so that they could be regarded as spirit animals again.

Calling General Beng again, he will also be regarded as a spirit animal again.

When Juyin's money tree was lost and found, Xiaohong shouted happily: "Guqua!"

Xiaobai followed and shouted, "Guquan."

"Wow!" Axe also called out.

Then walk around, it is eager to get familiar with the new environment, and it leaves its own smell here, I don’t know where it comes from so much urine, it can sprinkle a little in every corner

As for Xiaoqing, she was already enjoying herself. She moved from the hill in the northwest to the lake in the south, and then walked around along the small river, visiting the whole small world.

This small world of Dinghaizhu is square, with a length and width of about one kilometer, and a total area of ​​about one square kilometer.

That is about 1,500 acres.

It will take a while to get it up and running.

Another thing is not good, Chi Qiaosong thought: "I'm afraid there is no electricity here."

But looking at the raindrops falling from the sky, he suddenly thought of something, and decisively left Dinghaizhu and went to his room to get a battery radio.

then.

Go back to Dinghaizhu, hide under the grass hut, and turn on the radio.

"Zizi and Zizishu took over from last time. Seeing that the female ghost's face was pale, but her demeanor was so pitiful, he couldn't help feeling pity, so he stepped forward and asked."

A clear storytelling sounded on the radio.

Chi Qiaosong immediately said with joy: "Haha, old Tu, you can still receive signals here, go back and build a diesel generator, maybe you can watch TV here."

"Gee." Tu Shan said perfunctorily.

It has always disliked TV and radio, and only likes to cook tea and meditate every day, and occasionally flip through the newspapers to learn about the general news.

Ten acres of fertile land was transferred to the small world of Dinghaizhu. The first thing Chi Qiaosong had to do was to transplant the unknown spiritual root in the rain.

The shovel dug violently, attached to the huge block of mud, and directly drove the lucky boy to bring the spiritual root over.

Put it into the big hole dug in advance and backfill the soil firmly.

next moment.

Only Chi Qiaosong saw the change, and a dense air rose from the fertile field, which permeated the half-dead spiritual root.

immediately.

He saw the updated information of ten acres of fertile land.

Tenth grade of fertile fields: ten acres

Fertilizer bank: seven packs

Benling Root 3: Laurel Peach Tree Vine

Outer Spiritual Root 5: Colorful Gourd Vine Fengqi Indus Tree Nectar Tea Bush Gathering Yin Money Tree Five Hundred Years of Spirit

Spiritual Animals: Moon Palace Jade Toad, Star Palace Fire Toad, White Monkey, Golden Winged Envoy Bee Swarm

Spirit crops:

"Five hundred years of ghosts?"

Chi Qiaosong knew the name of Xinlinggen.

Immediately staring at the 500-year-old ghost, the information of the spiritual root is clear at a glance: "The ancient ghost tree's spiritual root seed, cutting the blessing of a small world and breaking the ground, can breed the ghost fruit, which is a rare fruit."

pity.

This five-hundred-year-old ghost tree did not bear fruit because it was half-dead, so Chi Qiaosong didn't know what the magical effect of the ghost fruit was.

The tree is three meters high, with a crown like a goose egg and leaves like feathers.

Just after transplanting to ten acres of fertile fields, the few withered, yellow and curled leaves that were left gradually recovered a little bit of vitality, and began to stretch out, regaining a trace of vitality.

I just don’t know when and how far it will be able to fully recover and bear fruit.

"By the way, I can ask Lingshouzi!" Chi Qiaosong almost forgot about this big turtle, which lived in the small world of Dinghaizhu for decades.

Calling Lingshouzi from the river: "Do you know this tree?"

The old turtle stared at the five-hundred-year-old ghost, and his turbid eyes flashed a trace of reminiscence. After a while, it looked at Chi Qiaosong: "Brother Chi, what are you calling me for?"

"Pfft!"

Chi Qiaosong was speechless, this Lingshouzi must have amnesia.

So he repeated the question and asked it again and again, not giving the other party time to stay in a daze.

Ling Shouzi shook his head: "I have never seen this tree. I manage all the flowers and plants in Luo Shi Taoist Temple. I have never seen it before, but I feel that it is somewhat attractive to me."

"never seen it?"

"Yeah." Ling Shouzi glanced at the Five Hundred Years Spirit Spirit reluctantly, "If I were young, I would definitely guard it and cultivate, but I'm not young anymore."

With that said, Ling Shouzi turned around and slowly crawled towards the river.

Chi Qiaosong looked at its back and shouted, "Ling Shouzi, find a chance to remove the steel nails on your body, otherwise it will always feel awkward to look at."

Ling Shouzi didn't look back: "Okay."

After a while, he returned to the river, plunged into the water, and lay motionless on the bottom of the mud.

Here, Chi Qiaosong looked at the five-hundred-year-old ghost in confusion: "Ling Shouzi actually said that he has never seen it. In this way, it is not the spiritual root planted by Master Luo."

Suddenly.

He remembered the introduction of the five-hundred-year-old ghost, saying that it was to cut the blessing of a small world and break the ground.

"Dinghaizhu was robbed, and was silent in the dark secret room with Master Luo, so its blessing was absorbed by the seeds of the ancient tree of Mingling, and then broke through the ground to grow."

"It's called Five Hundred Years of Underworld Spirit, does it mean that it has grown for five hundred years?"

Master Luo died more than 700 years ago, that is to say, 200 years after Dinghaizhu was robbed, this 500-year-old ghost tree broke through the ground and sprouted, no wonder Lingshouzi had never seen it.

Guessing the origin of the 500-year-old ghost, Chi Qiaosong thought of more.

His eyes swept across the five outer spiritual roots of the ten acres of fertile fields: "The spiritual roots all originated from ancient times, either left seeds, stump roots, or dead branches, and then they sprouted by coincidence.

I don't know how many years have passed since ancient times.

Does it mean that after so many years, it is not in line with the environment for spiritual roots to grow, and until now, there is barely an environment for spiritual roots to sprout? "

He also thought: "It seems that the same is true of martial arts. Before the establishment of the Great Xia Republic, although there were also cultivation methods, they were mostly spread in the form of side-doors.

Even the internal skills of martial arts were once in the line of Taoism.

These sidelines are passed down from generation to generation in an esoteric way.

It was not until the establishment of the Republic of China that martial arts learned from the strengths of many families and gradually merged into internal and external skills. From then on, martial arts Changlong began to occupy the mainstream. "

"One more thing, Martial Arts is not only about external skills, internal skills, but also Shangwu, but no one knows what Shangwu is."

He put these thoughts together.

A clue is faintly strung together: "Is it possible that in ancient times, there were many spiritual roots and spiritual treasures everywhere, and the way of practice at that time was martial arts?

It's just that what might have happened in the ancient times, causing the cultivation environment to be destroyed, and only now has it slowly returned to the ancient environment? "

The root of cultivation lies in the ubiquitous spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

If after the ancient times, spiritual energy began to be scarce, and these spiritual roots no longer sprouted, it seemed to be reasonable. And because the spiritual energy is thin and the cultivation is difficult, the only way to ensure continuous cultivation is the secret method.

The more Chiqiaosong thought about it, the more complicated it became. He looked up at the sky, and even though the raindrops fell on his face, his thoughts were exceptionally clear.

"Longwangjing tomb exploration, I have at least confirmed one thing, Lingshouzi is the witness of the real existence of the underworld, and it has entered the weak water."

If there is an underworld.

So will there be a heavenly court, and if there is a heavenly court, will there be immortals?

"Officially, it is not allowed to worship evil gods, but it has never been forbidden to worship righteous gods. For example, did the Sanqing Patriarch of the martial arts lineage, and the land masters of various villages and towns, these immortals attained Taoism in ancient times?"

The more you think about it, the more likely it is, an answer emerges: "Shangwu is the way of immortal cultivation!"

"only?"

Chi Qiaosong frowned: "Where do I find the method of cultivating immortals? Do I have to follow in the footsteps of Master Luo and go to the underworld to find it?"

He even felt that when Luo Shi built the tomb of Long Die Cave, he might not necessarily be reincarnated in the underworld. Perhaps Master Luo also noticed something, and was going to the underworld to find the method of cultivating immortals.

In the General Cemetery of Jinquan Mountain in Pingjing City, those great celestial masters and great masters only left behind the robes and crowns~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Perhaps it was also the same choice of Master Luo, who went to find the method of cultivating immortals.

"never mind."

"My strength is still low, and I'm only a corporal in the third realm, so don't try to find some way of cultivating immortals." Chi Qiaosong laughed at himself, ready to turn around to hide from the rain.

Suddenly.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, he raised his brows, communicated with the red gourd with a mouthful of Qi, and took out the jade wrench from Master Luo's relics.

This jade wrench was unremarkable and did not respond to a sip of Qi, it seemed to be just an ordinary jade ornament.

Chi Qiaosong put the jade wrench on his thumb, hurriedly left the small world of Dinghaizhu, returned to his room, closed the door and took a deep breath.

Pricked the index finger with the ghost head sword, and squeezed out the blood again and dripped on it.

"Dinghaizhu can be sacrificed and refined with blood essence. Can this jade ring finger be brought by Master Luo? It shouldn't be just a jade ring finger."

Essence and blood slowly penetrated into the jade wrench.

Chi Qiaosong started to run a Qi, using blood essence as a medium, to formally sacrifice.

The next moment, a mouthful of Qi seemed to have a target, and it merged with the blood and essence, and quickly filled the entire jade finger, like a thunderbolt in the silence.

A grand chanting sounded in Chi Qiaosong's mind.

"Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing."

"The sky is bright and clear, the three lights are bright, the golden house and the jade room, the five treasures are born, the purple cover of the mysterious cloud, come to reflect me, the fairy boy and jade girl, enlighten me, the nine qi are in the same view, the three lights are in the same place, the superior purple cover , ascended to the imperial court."

"Yuhua bokeh, nine qi containing smoke, fragrant clouds and dense Luo, straight to nine days, serving incense golden boy, rumored jade girl, before the emperor, ordering ministers to live forever, the world is immortal, do whatever you want, nothing better than words."

Word and sound, mechanical and profound.

Abruptly knocked into Chi Qiaosong's mind, making him listen with fascination.