Chapter 41 Self-Made Spiritual Soil
At this moment, it has been more than ten days since he got the black seeds.
Almost every day, he would inject the spell of birth-inducing magic into the seeds. Although he had expectations in his heart, he became indifferent after the seeds did not respond after the spells fell.
After all, even Chen Yushu himself said that he had tried many ways and could not cultivate the seeds to germinate.
Zhou Changwang would not arrogantly think that he could do it.
The reason why he kept trying to cast spells was just to use it as a tool for his own practice of magic.
Unexpectedly, when he practiced the birth-inducing magic to perfection, the seeds sprouted.
"So, this black seed is not a dead seed, but it's just because my previous birth-inducing magic level was too low to make it sprout."
Zhou Changwang looked at the tender but firm buds on the three black seeds in front of him, and he really felt a sense of surprise.
Then, he vaguely remembered what Chen Yushu said at the beginning.
If the black seeds can be cultivated and germinated, would you be willing to offer a thousand low-grade spirit stones as a reward?
To be honest, when he heard this condition just now, he was really tempted.
God knows how tempting a thousand low-grade spirit stones would be for him who only had one low-grade spirit stone on his body at the time.
But now, he almost doesn't need to think about it and gives up the idea of running to get the reward.
No other reason.
The gap between the strength and status of the two sides is too big.
Chen Yushu is not only a middle-level cultivator of the sixth level of the Qi training period, but also has extraordinary spiritual plant methods and a very deep background. His master is also a senior spiritual plant master in the spiritual plant hall...
He doesn't want to put his personal safety on the other party's whim.
Even if the other party is willing to keep his promise, there will be a lot of trouble later.
"However, in this case, how to deal with this sprouted spirit seed?"
Zhou Changwang looked at the seed with tender sprouts and had a headache.
After the spirit seed sprouts, it must be planted as soon as possible, otherwise there will be a danger of extinction.
However, according to his experience, it is difficult to grow it in ordinary spiritual fields, at least his three acres of spiritual fields are definitely not suitable.
Not enough spiritual energy.
It can't be supported at all.
Not to mention, these three spiritual seeds have mysterious and extraordinary origins, and are not suitable to be shown to outsiders.
So after thinking about it, Zhou Changwang decided to make his own spiritual soil.
Most of the spiritual fields in the world of immortal cultivation are opened on spiritual veins.
Because as long as it is on the spiritual vein, there will be weather spiritual energy, which will spontaneously escape from the spiritual vein, so that various spiritual plants and creatures in the spiritual field can grow smoothly.
But if it is only a first-grade spiritual vein, it is almost difficult to give birth to a second-grade spiritual field, or even a third-grade spiritual field, and naturally it is also difficult to grow various high-grade spiritual plants and spiritual materials.
Therefore, there are cultivators who use various auxiliary means to improve the grade of spiritual fields.
The most common method is to gather spirits with formations, or to use various spiritual objects to assist, or to attract spiritual springs, spiritual eyes...
All of the above are luxuries for Zhou Changwang.
So his method seems extremely simple and crude.
That is to use spiritual stones to assist.
He directly dug three handfuls of suitable soil outside the house and put them in three small bamboo tubes.
These bamboo tubes are actually three bowls. They have a longer history than him. They were made of bamboos that his father cut down in the mountains when he first came and had no money to buy furniture.
It has been abandoned for a long time, and now he just uses it.
Then, he directly took out a piece of low-grade spiritual stone, crushed it with great force into crystal powder, sprinkled it into three bamboo tubes, and mixed it evenly with the soil.
In this way, three simple small spiritual fields were made by him.
Then, he buried three seeds in three bamboo tubes respectively.
"The next step is simple."
Zhou Changwang was slightly excited.
He also wanted to know what kind of spiritual things grew from the black seeds.
If it was spiritual rice, what kind of spiritual rice would it be?
Then, he directly performed the birth-inducing spell, using the power of the spell to strengthen their vitality, and then he used the spiritual rain spell.
After all, the objects of the spell were three small potted plants.
So Zhou Changwang deliberately controlled the range of the spiritual rain to be extremely small, just covering the three potted plants.
This was also the ability he had after he practiced the spiritual rain spell to a small success.
Otherwise, the surrounding houses would be within his spellcasting range.
The so-called concentration is the essence. Although the range of the spiritual rain spell is small, the consumption after Zhou Changwang cast the spell has not decreased much. Therefore, the concentration of spiritual energy in each drop of the spiritual rain that fell was more than a hundred times that of ordinary spiritual rain.
Therefore, when the spiritual rain stopped, Zhou Changwang watched with his own eyes as the young sprouts that were originally buried in the soil suddenly broke through the soil and emerged from it.
"From the looks of it, these three seeds are considered to be alive.
Next, we just need to pay attention to their growth environment, water and fertilize them. "
Seeing this, Zhou Changwang was relieved.
Although this "fertilizer" is extremely expensive, ordinary people can't afford it.
Even he gritted his teeth and endured the pain...
"You can only gain if you give.
If this spiritual rice seed is really extraordinary, my early consumption will definitely be returned a thousand times. "
Zhou Changwang thought to himself, and carefully placed the three pots of spiritual plants on the windowsill of his room.
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"The third level of Qi training period (21/100)"
The next day, Zhou Changwang opened his eyes and looked at his attribute panel as soon as possible.
Seeing that his cultivation had increased a little compared to yesterday, his mood became comfortable.
Even if such an increase in cultivation is far less than when swallowing spiritual pills.
But he knew that although spiritual pills such as Yuanqi Pill and Huangling Pill that can increase cultivation are good, they cannot be eaten too much.
The barrier of pill poison is something that countless cultivators avoid like poisonous scorpions.
In order to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible, he had swallowed spiritual pills one after another, which was already very risky.
Therefore, although he still had more than one bottle of Huangling Pill in his storage bag, he did not swallow it directly, and He deliberately controlled it, and used another one every three to five days.
Most of the time, he used the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice to cultivate and transform it to improve his cultivation.
After getting up, Zhou Changwang hurriedly looked at the three pots of spiritual seeds that had just been planted. Seeing that the spiritual seeds were growing well, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he used the birth-inducing technique and the spiritual rain technique to ensure that they could continue to grow normally, and then he walked out of the room.
His father Zhou Qiankun got up earlier than him. At this time, he had already cooked the spiritual rice porridge. After asking Zhou Changwang to eat, he went out with him.
Today is the day for the official harvest of the spiritual rice in his spiritual field.
So they, father and son, went to the battle together, intending to harvest the spiritual field as soon as possible, so that they can also hand over to the Lingzhi Hall and complete the previous lease.