"ah……"
Qiu Ping's two small fins spread out and stretched.
It was a really sweet sleep, and I woke up energetic and refreshed.
But soon, he felt something was wrong, and there seemed to be some changes in himself. With a slight touch, the two hundred and fifty energy channels in his body emerged, and the powerful and abundant energy and blood circulated around his body, making him feel as if he had turned into an elephant, allowing him to smash everything into pieces.
"This... this..." Qiu Ping's little eyes suddenly widened. He knew his qualifications well. He was born with only 180 Qi meridians. Where did the extra 70 come from?
He immediately looked at himself and quickly found something unusual.
On the back of his spine, an extra dorsal fin grew out of thin air, and those extra energy veins were connected to the dorsal fin.
"This fin...how does it look like the jade that Shen Changyang gave me?" The shape of this dorsal fin is not the same as that of the loach itself. It looks more vigorous, like a part of the body of some primitive fish.
Qiu Ping was very shocked. Even though it only gave him seventy extra energy channels, it meant that his qualifications had doubled several times.
He was originally just a spirit with a trace of the blood of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach, but now he is almost the same as a direct descendant of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach within five generations.
Although it is not as good as the 360 Qi veins of pure blood, it is still amazing enough in Changning County and even Tai'an Mansion.
After all, the pure-blooded Golden Thread Loach is a legendary existence.
Qiu Ping didn't know that the real power of this innate bone was not that it added 70 Qi meridians to him, but that it injected an innate Qi into his body.
It will give him the opportunity to transcend the limitations of the Golden Thread Dragon Loach bloodline in the future and reach the level of an innate creature.
Although this probability is very small.
"Now that the Qi channel has been perfected, I should seek to enter the realm of ancestral orifices next, but I don't know if I can have more ancestral orifices now that I have this plug-in." Qiu Ping began to look forward to it in his heart.
The number of ancestral orifices determines how many times a monster spirit can receive inheritance from its ancestors.
Based on Qiu Ping's previous qualifications, he could probably open three ancestral orifices.
If it was a pure-blood dragon loach, it should be possible to open nine.
It is true that creatures such as dragons and unicorns are born without ancestral orifices, because their inherited memories are contained in their blood. As time goes by, these memories will instinctively revive, and they will naturally acquire the practices of their ancestors from generation to generation. experience.
This is also the reason why such creatures become more and more prosperous from generation to generation.
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"Qiu Ping, Qiu Ping!"
The Tutu Gong stood outside the ancient well in Qiuping and shouted twice inside.
Along with a black light rising, a three-foot boy appeared. Although his appearance is the same as before, his temperament is a bit more condensed, and there is an extra section of hair on his forehead, standing straight up, which adds to his cuteness.
This stupid hair is actually the result of Qiu Ping's innate bone.
After just one glance at him, Tu Tu Gong secretly marveled in his heart. After not seeing each other for a while, this little loach's cultivation had grown so much that he could no longer see through him.
"Lord of the Earth, why are you calling me?" Qiu Ping has been trying hard to step into the ancestral orifice recently, and has not been out for a walk for a long time.
"Isn't the rice harvest about to begin? I want to use the magic of harvest harvest. I need you to use the magic to make the village drier so that the people can harvest and dry it." The land owner explained his purpose.
"It's easy to talk about it. Just cast your spell, Mr. Landlord, and I will help you from the side." For low-level landowners like them, ensuring that there are no mistakes in the harvest is one of their most important assessments of the year.
If the gods are lazy, it will be clearly reflected in the harvests of each village.
Now it's November, and it's time to harvest the rice. It's no wonder the landowner is so concerned.
The landowner immediately caught Qiu Ping, and the two disappeared on the spot, only to reappear in the fields the next moment.
At this moment, you can see that thousands of acres of fields in the village are yellow and clear, and the heavy rice ears are bending the straw.
The clear sunshine shines down, making the whole world shine with a golden color.
For farmers, these grains are gold grown in the soil.
Some farmers in twos and threes were walking on the field ridges, holding up an ear of rice with their hands from time to time, mentally assessing when the harvest would be ready.
Everyone is naturally happy in their hearts.
The Lord of the Land lightly tapped the crutch in his hand on the ground and started chanting.
"The grains will be plentiful; the country will be stable; the people will be happy; there will be no trouble..."
At this moment, his expression was extremely solemn, and his voice was ups and downs, spreading far away.
As he chanted, the [Grain Abundance Technique] was quietly activated, and an invisible force centered on him and spread in all directions.
Qiu Ping stood in the fields, as if nothing around him had changed, and it seemed that some mysterious transformation had occurred secretly.
He couldn't help but let go and put his energy and attention on every ear of rice, every leaf, and every straw.
Gradually, a feast called Harvest blossomed in his spirit.
Each rice root system continues to grow underground, desperately absorbing more nutrients from the soil.
These nutrients are transferred along the straw to the rice ears.
"Crack."
At the microscopic level, each grain of rice seems to have quietly expanded a little, as if it is about to gently open the outer shell, showing the fullness and plumpness inside to the world.
"Crack crack crack."
More and more rice is making the sound of ripening, as if forming a silent symphony in this farmland.
"The rice is ripe!"
I don’t know which farmer was the first to shout, and the whole Huangao Village suddenly became lively.
The young people at home, the women in headscarves, the energetic old people, and the half-grown children... came out of their homes one after another, either carrying sickles or baskets, and walked happily to the fields.
The next period of time will be their busiest time.
They have to cut wheat, thresh grain, and dry it for drying... They can't have a moment of leisure.
But they are happy in their hearts. Of course they are happy that half a year of hard work has paid off. Being able to feed your stomach with the land, is there anything more beautiful in the world than this?
"Ouch, I'm so exhausted." The Earth God sat down on the ground, his breath was much sluggish.
[Grain Harvest Technique] is his magical power, not a priesthood, so every time it is used, it consumes a huge amount of divine power. With his strength, he can only use it twice a year.
"Little Loach, I'll leave it to you. Don't let the grain be contaminated with moisture, otherwise it won't be able to be stored." The Earth God waved at Qiu Ping and warned him with great effort.
He knew that this was the first time that Little Loach had done such a thing since he became a god, so he said a few more words.
