Chen Muhe was woken up from his sleep again. He stood up in a daze. With the experience of being woken up last time, he behaved very calmly this time.
"Mei Rou, is your breakfast burnt?"
"Oh, no, it's more serious than this!"
While Zhao Rou was recalling when she had cooked rice, she randomly put some clothes on him and helped him out.
"Look, all the spiritual seeds Baiwei planted a few days ago have sprouted!"
Chen Muhe wiped his eyes and stared at the emerald green ocean for a long time, and was suddenly stunned.
"Mei Rou, are these really planted by Baiwei? Are we not in a dream?"
Zhao Rou bit her fingertips, and a little bit of bright red flowed out. She said in a daze: "It's not a dream, all the spiritual seeds planted in Baiwei have sprouted!"
What's scarier than a dream is that it's true!
Chen Muhe lost his words for a moment.
This mountain is Fanshan!
This soil is also an ordinary soil in the secular world. How can such a large area of spiritual plants be grown?
Chen Muhe and Chen Muhe stood blankly at the door.
Chen Baiwei walked out after breakfast and was almost frightened by them.
"Dad, Mom, I thought you were having breakfast in the house. What are you looking at here?"
Chen Muhe swallowed, "Baiwei, all the spiritual seeds you planted a few days ago have sprouted..."
"That's great!"
Chen Baiwei ran out of the earthen house and smiled happily looking at the green scene.
“With so many buds, it’s worth watering and weeding every day!”
Can large swaths of spiritual seeds sprout on earth just by watering and weeding on time?
Chen Muhe and Zhao Rou had the same question.
If planting spiritual rice was so simple, then all the monks in Luodu City would rush to become spiritual planters, wishing they could rob all the mountains in the mortal country to plant spiritual rice!
Faced with such a strange germination incident, Chen Muhe and Zhao Rou could only blame it on the blessing of heaven!
Chen Baiwei ran for a while on the ridge of the field. The soft breeze caressed her cheek. Three thousand green silk tied with a ribbon bloomed into a flower. Both man and nature were so beautiful that they were fresh and refined.
After the joy, she did not forget today's watering task.
The Lingyu Jue was like a finger, and soon a cloud and mist gathered above the spiritual field. The drizzle fell from the cloud and mist, dripping on the tender green buds, like crystal pearls, shining softly.
Zhao Rou and Chen Muhe saw such a scene for the first time. They had never farmed in Luodu City. When they saw such beautiful scenery today, they were stunned.
Sure enough, she is her own daughter. Only an immortal can compare with her beauty!
Perhaps these words from other parents are exaggerated, but when outsiders see Chen Baiwei's appearance and speak like this, you will know that the couple is not exaggerating at all.
Chen Baiwei has been extremely beautiful since she was a child, with pink and jade carvings, and picturesque features, which are three points more delicate than a porcelain doll.
With such an appearance, no matter who looks at it, it is a gift from heaven and man, and he must have extraordinary spiritual roots.
However, what happened was too unexpected. Contrary to her outstanding appearance, Chen Baiwei discovered the five spiritual roots at the age of six. The five spiritual roots are also called false spiritual roots by the world. With such spiritual roots, it is difficult to build a foundation in this life. How can it be achieved? Fairy.
Chen Muhe looked away, and the constant pain reminded him that it was time to go back to the house and lie down.
Zhao Rou understood and no longer recalled the past. No matter how much sadness and regret she had in her heart, it was all over.
At present, the two of them only hope that this seedling can thrive and not die prematurely, so that Baiwei can be happy day by day.
The two of them returned to the house one after another.
The peripheral vision swept across their backs as they returned to the house. Chen Baiwei stopped running and suddenly bent down and squatted in the ground. Her soft jade fingers gently stroked the buds, which swayed happily at her fingertips.
The germination rate of spiritual seeds reaches nearly 100%, and it is naturally not enough to just rely on ordinary daily watering and weeding.
In a place where Chen Muhe and Chen Muhe could not see, Chen Baiwei touched the spiritual seeds every day to promote their growth.
Moreover, as the spiritual veins enter the ground, the soil quality here is changing every day, and it will soon reach the quality of a first-order spiritual field. It is normal for first-order spiritual seeds to sprout in such a spiritual field.
However, compared with other veteran spiritual planters, this germination rate is still too high.
The germination rate of first-level spiritual seeds in the world of immortality is generally 80%. Those who are close to 10% can be called high-level spiritual planters.
Chen Muhe and Chen Muhe have been locked up in Luodu City for too long and have never had contact with spiritual planters. At this moment, they still don't know how amazing and powerful Chen Baiwei's planting ability is.
Watering in the morning, eating at noon, and weeding in the backyard during free time.
With just a little bit of effort, Chen Baiwei found that her physical condition was getting better and better, and sometimes she didn't feel tired even after a whole day of weeding and plowing.
The fingertips once again brushed against all the spiritual plants, and then the Spiritual Rain Technique fell. Large clouds were shrouded in mist, and water flowed like a gush. The spiritual field soon turned into a paddy field.
When ordinary people plant rice, they need to replant it. Chen Baiwei learned the Lingyu Jue, so there is no need to do this.
When she first planted seeds, she controlled the distance between the spiritual seeds. Even without pulling strings, the young spiritual rice seedlings were still evenly distributed, suitable for their growth.
The weeds were pulled out of the fields and it rained.
She looked up at the sky, preparing to repair the house and the fields.
This earthen house has a history of hundreds of years. The previous member of the Chen family should have been a Qi-training monk. These earthen walls have traces of being reinforced with spiritual power, so they can stand in the mountains for hundreds of years without falling down.
However, the roof is leaking, so she needs to bake some tiles to repair the roof so that this mud house can continue to survive.
Picking up the hoe, she dug a pile of clay next to the stream. After simple screening and washing, she dried it at high temperature and shaped it into a common tile shape. She continued to increase the temperature of the fireball technique to melt them. Bake dry and shape.
Although some of the tiles finally cracked due to the high temperature, most of the intact tiles could be used. It was basically enough to repair the roof, and she did not continue firing.
After lunch, she picked out beautiful-shaped pebbles from the creek, moved a few large flat and smooth stones, and paved a long cobblestone path in front of the door.
Walking down the cobblestone path leads directly to the foot of the mountain.
Wild flowers bloomed on both sides of the path at the foot of the mountain, much like an article she had learned as a child, "A Path Full of Flowers."
Are these wildflowers also grown from the flower seeds Mr. Mole spilled?
It’s really the best gift in spring!
The flowers are clustered in clusters, delicate and beautiful, and the fragrance is refreshing.
Chen Baiwei couldn't help but lie down on the green grass next to her, looking at the clear blue sky with rolling clouds, sniffing the fragrance of flowers and slowly lowering her eyelashes and fell asleep.
"It's time to eat——"
It wasn't until Zhao Rou's voice calling for food could be heard from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain that she woke up comfortably.
"I know, be right back!"
She stretched herself beautifully and walked back home on the beautiful cobblestone path.
