Although disappointed, Chen Yanzhi also knew that the higher the level of spiritual plants, the more difficult it is to reproduce. It is good to have one out of five.
She broke open the remaining pod. There were also five peas inside, but only one had a radicle.
Chen Yanzhi said optimistically: "There is one in a pod. The probability is pretty good. What's more, there is also a mature one. There are three plants in total."
Put two peas with radicles in high-quality jade boxes and keep them well. When she gets the new field, she will decorate the environment and plant them.
Chen Yanzhi planned to take one of the remaining eight pills to see the effect. If she could really repair the strange fire, she would die laughing.
I twisted one and put it into my mouth. It was hot. I chewed it and it was crunchy. After I bit the shell, a strong heat rushed straight to my throat.
Chen Yanzhi's face suddenly turned red and her mouth was burning. She wanted to drink water, but she held back for fear of affecting the effect.
Fortunately, although the heat is scorching, it does not hurt.
Chen Yanzhi controlled this energy to flow into the sea of consciousness.
As soon as this energy entered, the silent Yimu Qingyan began to tremble slightly.
After a while, it began to move forward one step at a time. After taking a step and resting for a while, the flames above its head flickered, trembling, and looked like they were about to go out.
Chen Yanzhi was very anxious and quickly sent the ball of energy in front of it. Yimu Qingyan conveyed a joyful emotion and swallowed the ball of energy happily.
It's just that it's a bit slow, take a gulp and take a break.
After completely absorbing the energy contained in the pea, Yimu Qingyan did not change much, and quietly retreated to the depths of the sea of consciousness, becoming silent.
But at least it doesn't look like it was about to fall apart if it moved.
Chen Yanzhi felt very pleasantly surprised. Not only had the pea stabilized the strange fire state, but the missing half of the fire and origin had also increased a little, although it was very small.
But she has three firethorn pea plants. Well, two of them are still beans, but they can still be counted.
Moreover, these three plants are wild species and can be kept as seeds, so she will have an endless supply of peas to repair the strange fire.
There are no other natural treasures, but the pea tube is enough.
After Chen Yanzhi poured herself a large pot of tea, she ate four more Pyracantha peas.
Yimu Qingyan swallowed all of them, but some couldn't be digested, so he had to wait for a while before getting rid of the remaining three.
At this time, the origin and fire of Yimu Qingyan increased by five strands, and the whole fire looked a little more energetic. Chen Yanzhi could feel the warmth transmitted from it, and the flame that was about to be extinguished was completely stabilized.
Chen Yanzhi estimated that after eating fifteen more peas, she could reluctantly release them for use, but she would not use them unless necessary, so she would just keep them well first.
The Pyracantha pea matter was settled, and the Lingzhi was almost settled yesterday. Chen Yanzhi inspected the Lingtian again, and everyone was fine.
She went back to drag out the volcanic ash. A total of nine bags were needed for three acres of land.
Because it was not carefully screened when the clothes were made, there are still some large volcanic gravels and scoria in them, which need to be screened first and then ground.
The fine powder is easier for Lingzhi and Lingtian to absorb.
Chen Yanzhi happens to have a fine sieve like that. It is still made of low-grade Qingfeng bamboo and was once used to dry golden thread orchids.
Now it has a new use. The sieve is not big, so it will take some time to finish it.
The sifted powder is sprinkled into the spiritual field and stirred with a spiritual hoe to fully mix the volcanic ash and spiritual soil.
Chen Yanzhi now focuses entirely on cultivation. She has been consuming Baisui rice and Baisui wine for a long time. Her meridians are much tougher than those of ordinary ninth-level Qi training monks, and she can circulate the heavens twice more every day.
In addition, there is plenty of spiritual energy around the spiritual field, and he has spiritual stones and various spiritual rice to eat, so his cultivation will continue to grow.
The more time he spent on cultivation every day, the slower the work of spreading volcanic ash. Chen Yanzhi was not in a hurry and took her time.
During this period, she also used the Qingfeng Bamboo Shoes found in Zhang Zhi's storage bag, which increased her speed by one-tenth. This speed would give her a great advantage in future fights.
Chen Yanzhi was already proficient in the art of lightening his body, and with these bamboo shoes, he was even more powerful. His speed was much faster than that of monks of the same level.
She replaced her original black boots and put on light yellow open-toed bamboo shoes.
Paired with blue and black clothes, it looks very eye-catching.
Hehuansan was also taken out and fed to the seven-inch snake gallbladder. The little buds on the plant's head were puffy and kept crying out for heat, itching, and asking for water.
【Zhizhi, I feel hot and itchy, I really want something~】
Chen Yanzhi looked a little worried. The child was too small and it seemed not good to do this. She felt that her behavior was too much.
It involves feeding water, fanning, turning the soil to allow the plant to breathe, and moving the spiritual soil from time to time to relieve itchiness.
After some hard work, Lingzhi finally returned to normal.
The number next to its progress bar reached fifteen, which was made by Chen Yanzhi's usual collection of poisons.
After taking more than ten kinds of venom, the appearance of the seven-inch snake gallbladder remained unchanged, with no roots or shoots growing.
But it still can't leave the earth. Once it leaves the earth, it will die. If it is fed poison from the earth, there will be no reaction at all.
Chen Yanzhi even doubted whether the spiritual plant could grow.
Of course, in the process of feeding the venom, she also summarized some rules about the time when the antidote was born from the seven-inch snake gallbladder.
The first time I received the second-level venom, it took a long time for the seven-inch snake gallbladder to be consumed and the antidote regenerated.
But the second time it received the second-level venom, it could quickly absorb and produce the antidote, barely taking more than ten breaths.
Chen Yanzhi is very satisfied with the newly discovered law, and the limitations have been reduced.
If you go to places with a lot of poisons in the future, you will definitely feel safer if you carry seven inches of snake gallbladder with you.
After soothing Xiaoya, who had just escaped from the medicine and was a little dissatisfied with her desires, Chen Yanzhi left Lingtian to practice.
The days calmed down like this. As time passed, the monks around Yanluo Volcano gradually dispersed, and bags of volcanic ash were transported away.
Qi Zhaoxi stood on the flying boat and looked down from a high position, feeling a little emotional in his heart.
The volcano stands tall in the distance, and the mountains are covered with snow. After the hustle and bustle, there is only silence.
But there are so many people who have died in the mountain. The bones have been wiped away by mud, and a few auras have turned into dust. The embers are falling with the wind, and the sparks are burning more and more.
The monks seize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, return to the sky after death, and then use the dust and mist to replenish the mountains and seas.
The cycle goes back and forth, over and over again.
This time, many Wanxuan Sect disciples were injured and few died, but there are still more than a dozen fellow disciples who will never be able to return.
Even she herself would have almost died this time if it weren't for that guy Chen Yanzhi's help.
"Qi Zhaoxi, enter Feizhou Moye Pavilion."
A clear female voice sounded in my ears.
After Qi Zhaoxi was stunned, he hurried to the interior of the flying boat. Moye Pavilion was the residence of the Wanxuan Sect's leader, Songting Zhenjun.
