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After dealing with everything outside, Qingyang blocked the entrance of the mountain with stones again to let master rest inside. He turned and entered the mountain forest. While it was still early, he was ready to turn around in the woods and test some of his ideas.
One of his most important thoughts is his sense of spiritual objects. According to the longevity formula, after becoming an immortal, he opens the shackles of the yuan God, and the divine mind can sense the existence of general spiritual objects, such as aura in the air, spiritual grass growing underground, spiritual stones, monsters and so on.
It's a pity that there are so few external spirits that he can't find them at all. Qingyang doesn't even know the variety, characteristics and growth environment of spirit grass. Such aimless wandering is a pure waste of time.
More than two hours later, he found that there was aura in other places, but he didn't find a hair except that there were thin and rich places.
While looking for the spirit, he also transplanted some wild flowers and weeds into the space of zuixianhu, and even got some plant seeds and scattered them on the nearby open space. He wanted to experiment whether plants can grow in the space of zuixianhu.
However, watering seems to be a problem. He tried to find some containers that can hold water, tried to draw water from the outside, and then sent it to the zuixianhu space for watering. As a result, he found that it was too tiring.
Then he put zuixianhu directly into the river and asked him to pour water into it. This method is very easy, but the water poured in is like a rain in the space. It flows everywhere. Even there is some water in the nine wine pools.
After several attempts, he finally found a trick. When pouring water into the drunken immortal gourd, if he controls it slightly with his mind, the scope of rain can be controlled according to his own requirements and only go to the place where he wants it to rain.
However, this method consumes more ideas. His strength is relatively low now. He can only use it when needed. He can't try it casually at ordinary times.
At this time, Qingyang suddenly came up with an idea. Now he is like the master of zuixianhu space. When he wants it to rain, he will rain wherever he wants, but the space of zuixianhu is relatively small.
If you enlarge him countless times and create a world inside, wouldn't it be the same as the world outside yourself? I don't know if there is a master in the world I live in.
After thinking for a while, Qingyang flashed into the space of Zui Xianhu and worked for half an afternoon. He wanted to see the results of this period just now.
The space of zuixianhu is foggy and the humidity is much higher. The wine pool square on the stone floor in the middle is better, and other places are already muddy. Qingyang stepped on the soil and came to the plants he planted.
The planting of wild flowers and weeds is too troublesome. There is only a small area, not even a cent of the land. There are a lot of wild plant seeds, which are scattered around an area of one mu. But the time is too short, and the place where the seeds are planted has not changed. However, the wild flowers and weeds are very energetic. Although they have been transplanted once, it seems that they are better than outside.
It seems that this space is still suitable for plant growth. Since there is no problem, the four seeds I got in the dense land can be planted here.
Just do it. Qingyang directly dug a hole in the land by hand and planted the seeds. In order to avoid mutual interference, only one seed was planted on each side of the wine pool square. What immortal masters left behind must be good things. I don't know what will grow in the future. Qingyang is full of longing.
After planting seeds, Qingyang was about to go out. Suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of wine, which was very similar to the smell of immortal wine in the hall in the secret place, but it was much lighter, and there was no power to make people almost drunk after smelling it.
What's going on? Is there any change in the drunken Xianhu space?
Qingyang soon found the source of the wine fragrance. It was in the ninth wine pool on the wine pool square. He leaned close and suddenly realized. It turned out that when it rained in zuixianhu in the afternoon, some rain fell into the wine pool. This situation is not good. It seems that these wine pools will be covered in the future.
The other eight wine pools had already been dry for a long time, but there was no effect on the rain. What the ninth days ago were loaded with many essence of the wine? Although he was drunk by the alcoholics bee, he won't drink so clean. Now, as soon as he was washed by the rain, the wine smell was washed out. Smell it with his nose. It seems very fragrant.
Qingyang suddenly became interested. He tied it with a rope and went down to the bottom of the pool. Then he touched it with his finger and tasted it in his mouth. The taste was very strong. It was many times better than those good wines from the outside world. It was not even much worse than the alcoholic bee honey drunk in the secret place.
This wine in the wine pool has been diluted by rain for countless times. Even this flavor still has this flavor. At that time, the essence of the wine is not known how powerful it is. When it comes to this matter, Qingyang feels that the chest is aching, so that something so good is stolen by several bees. It is really a Bo Tim tin mat.
But it's good. This diluted immortal wine doesn't have so much strength. Ordinary people won't have a problem drinking it. They can put some on themselves and give it to Shifu to taste.
Find out two clean porcelain bottles and pack some rain wine. Qingyang flashed out of the drunken immortal Hu space. Seeing that it was getting late, he caught two rabbits in the mountain forest and then returned to the cave.
Qingyang cleaned up the hare, took it back to the cave and handed it to his master. However, old Taoist Songhe took a bite and put it down. He seemed to have no appetite at all.
Looking at the pine crane Taoist priest who still had a loss of appetite, Qingyang knew what it was because of. With a smile, he felt a porcelain bottle filled with rain wine from his arms, and then flashed in front of the pine crane Taoist priest and said, "master, what do you think this is?"
Songhe Taoist priest is very sensitive to wine. He smelled it as soon as Qingyang took it out. For him, wine is his life. As long as there is wine, nothing is a problem. His happy eyes narrowed into a crack, and he was pleasantly surprised and said, "wine, from the wild mountains, where did you get the wine?"
Qingyang scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "well, didn't I tell you about the wine pool before? I brushed the pool with water in the afternoon, this..."
The Songhe Taoist priest was stunned. He didn't expect that the things in the porcelain vase would come from this origin. He said, "that is to say, it's not wine at all, but the water you brush the pool?"
Qingyang nodded awkwardly and said, "yes."
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After dealing with everything outside, Qingyang blocked the entrance of the mountain with stones again to let master rest inside. He turned and entered the mountain forest. While it was still early, he was ready to turn around in the woods and test some of his ideas.
One of his most important thoughts is his sense of spiritual objects. According to the longevity formula, after becoming an immortal, he opens the shackles of the yuan God, and the divine mind can sense the existence of general spiritual objects, such as aura in the air, spiritual grass growing underground, spiritual stones, monsters and so on.
It's a pity that there are so few external spirits that he can't find them at all. Qingyang doesn't even know the variety, characteristics and growth environment of spirit grass. Such aimless wandering is a pure waste of time.
More than two hours later, he found that there was aura in other places, but he didn't find a hair except that there were thin and rich places.
While looking for the spirit, he also transplanted some wild flowers and weeds into the space of zuixianhu, and even got some plant seeds and scattered them on the nearby open space. He wanted to experiment whether plants can grow in the space of zuixianhu.
However, watering seems to be a problem. He tried to find some containers that can hold water, tried to draw water from the outside, and then sent it to the zuixianhu space for watering. As a result, he found that it was too tiring.
Then he put zuixianhu directly into the river and asked him to pour water into it. This method is very easy, but the water poured in is like a rain in the space. It flows everywhere. Even there is some water in the nine wine pools.
After several attempts, he finally found a trick. When pouring water into the drunken immortal gourd, if he controls it slightly with his mind, the scope of rain can be controlled according to his own requirements and only go to the place where he wants it to rain.
However, this method consumes more ideas. His strength is relatively low now. He can only use it when needed. He can't try it casually at ordinary times.
At this time, Qingyang suddenly came up with an idea. Now he is like the master of zuixianhu space. When he wants it to rain, he will rain wherever he wants, but the space of zuixianhu is relatively small.
If you enlarge him countless times and create a world inside, wouldn't it be the same as the world outside yourself? I don't know if there is a master in the world I live in.
After thinking for a while, Qingyang flashed into the space of Zui Xianhu and worked for half an afternoon. He wanted to see the results of this period just now.
The space of zuixianhu is foggy and the humidity is much higher. The wine pool square on the stone floor in the middle is better, and other places are already muddy. Qingyang stepped on the soil and came to the plants he planted.
The planting of wild flowers and weeds is too troublesome. There is only a small area, not even a cent of the land. There are a lot of wild plant seeds, which are scattered around an area of one mu. But the time is too short, and the place where the seeds are planted has not changed. However, the wild flowers and weeds are very energetic. Although they have been transplanted once, it seems that they are better than outside.
It seems that this space is still suitable for plant growth. Since there is no problem, the four seeds I got in the dense land can be planted here.
Just do it. Qingyang directly dug a hole in the land by hand and planted the seeds. In order to avoid mutual interference, only one seed was planted on each side of the wine pool square. What immortal masters left behind must be good things. I don't know what will grow in the future. Qingyang is full of longing.
After planting seeds, Qingyang was about to go out. Suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of wine, which was very similar to the smell of immortal wine in the hall in the secret place, but it was much lighter, and there was no power to make people almost drunk after smelling it.
What's going on? Is there any change in the drunken Xianhu space?
Qingyang soon found the source of the wine fragrance. It was in the ninth wine pool on the wine pool square. He leaned close and suddenly realized. It turned out that when it rained in zuixianhu in the afternoon, some rain fell into the wine pool. This situation is not good. It seems that these wine pools will be covered in the future.
The other eight wine pools had already been dry for a long time, but there was no effect on the rain. What the ninth days ago were loaded with many essence of the wine? Although he was drunk by the alcoholics bee, he won't drink so clean. Now, as soon as he was washed by the rain, the wine smell was washed out. Smell it with his nose. It seems very fragrant.
Qingyang suddenly became interested. He tied it with a rope and went down to the bottom of the pool. Then he touched it with his finger and tasted it in his mouth. The taste was very strong. It was many times better than those good wines from the outside world. It was not even much worse than the alcoholic bee honey drunk in the secret place.
This wine in the wine pool has been diluted by rain for countless times. Even this flavor still has this flavor. At that time, the essence of the wine is not known how powerful it is. When it comes to this matter, Qingyang feels that the chest is aching, so that something so good is stolen by several bees. It is really a Bo Tim tin mat.
But it's good. This diluted immortal wine doesn't have so much strength. Ordinary people won't have a problem drinking it. They can put some on themselves and give it to Shifu to taste.
Find out two clean porcelain bottles and pack some rain wine. Qingyang flashed out of the drunken immortal Hu space. Seeing that it was getting late, he caught two rabbits in the mountain forest and then returned to the cave.
Qingyang cleaned up the hare, took it back to the cave and handed it to his master. However, old Taoist Songhe took a bite and put it down. He seemed to have no appetite at all.
Looking at the pine crane Taoist priest who still had a loss of appetite, Qingyang knew what it was because of. With a smile, he felt a porcelain bottle filled with rain wine from his arms, and then flashed in front of the pine crane Taoist priest and said, "master, what do you think this is?"
Songhe Taoist priest is very sensitive to wine. He smelled it as soon as Qingyang took it out. For him, wine is his life. As long as there is wine, nothing is a problem. His happy eyes narrowed into a crack, and he was pleasantly surprised and said, "wine, from the wild mountains, where did you get the wine?"
Qingyang scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "well, didn't I tell you about the wine pool before? I brushed the pool with water in the afternoon, this..."
The Songhe Taoist priest was stunned. He didn't expect that the things in the porcelain vase would come from this origin. He said, "that is to say, it's not wine at all, but the water you brush the pool?"
Qingyang nodded awkwardly and said, "yes."
After dealing with everything outside, Qingyang blocked the entrance of the mountain with stones again to let master rest inside. He turned and entered the mountain forest. While it was still early, he was ready to turn around in the woods and test some of his ideas.One of his most important thoughts is his sense of spiritual objects. According to the longevity formula, after becoming an immortal, he opens the shackles of the yuan God, and the divine mind can sense the existence of general spiritual objects, such as aura in the air, spiritual grass growing underground, spiritual stones, monsters and so on.It's a pity that there are so few external spirits that he can't find them at all. Qingyang doesn't even know the variety, characteristics and growth environment of spirit grass. Such aimless wandering is a pure waste of time.More than two hours later, he found that there was aura in other places, but he didn't find a hair except that there were thin and rich places.While looking for the spirit, he also transplanted some wild flowers and weeds into the space of zuixianhu, and even got some plant seeds and scattered them on the nearby open space. He wanted to experiment whether plants can grow in the space of zuixianhu.However, watering seems to be a problem. He tried to find some containers that can hold water, tried to draw water from the outside, and then sent it to the zuixianhu space for watering. As a result, he found that it was too tiring.Then he put zuixianhu directly into the river and asked him to pour water into it. This method is very easy, but the water poured in is like a rain in the space. It flows everywhere. Even there is some water in the nine wine pools.After several attempts, he finally found a trick. When pouring water into the drunken immortal gourd, if he controls it slightly with his mind, the scope of rain can be controlled according to his own requirements and only go to the place where he wants it to rain.However, this method consumes more ideas. His strength is relatively low now. He can only use it when needed. He can't try it casually at ordinary times.At this time, Qingyang suddenly came up with an idea. Now he is like the master of zuixianhu space. When he wants it to rain, he will rain wherever he wants, but the space of zuixianhu is relatively small.If you enlarge him countless times and create a world inside, wouldn't it be the same as the world outside yourself? I don't know if there is a master in the world I live in.After thinking for a while, Qingyang flashed into the space of Zui Xianhu and worked for half an afternoon. He wanted to see the results of this period just now.The space of zuixianhu is foggy and the humidity is much higher. The wine pool square on the stone floor in the middle is better, and other places are already muddy. Qingyang stepped on the soil and came to the plants he planted.The planting of wild flowers and weeds is too troublesome. There is only a small area, not even a cent of the land. There are a lot of wild plant seeds, which are scattered around an area of one mu. But the time is too short, and the place where the seeds are planted has not changed. However, the wild flowers and weeds are very energetic. Although they have been transplanted once, it seems that they are better than outside.It seems that this space is still suitable for plant growth. Since there is no problem, the four seeds I got in the dense land can be planted here.Just do it. Qingyang directly dug a hole in the land by hand and planted the seeds. In order to avoid mutual interference, only one seed was planted on each side of the wine pool square. What immortal masters left behind must be good things. I don't know what will grow in the future. Qingyang is full of longing.After planting seeds, Qingyang was about to go out. Suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of wine, which was very similar to the smell of immortal wine in the hall in the secret place, but it was much lighter, and there was no power to make people almost drunk after smelling it.What's going on? Is there any change in the drunken Xianhu space?Qingyang soon found the source of the wine fragrance. It was in the ninth wine pool on the wine pool square. He leaned close and suddenly realized. It turned out that when it rained in zuixianhu in the afternoon, some rain fell into the wine pool. This situation is not good. It seems that these wine pools will be covered in the future.The other eight wine pools had already been dry for a long time, but there was no effect on the rain. What the ninth days ago were loaded with many essence of the wine? Although he was drunk by the alcoholics bee, he won't drink so clean. Now, as soon as he was washed by the rain, the wine smell was washed out. Smell it with his nose. It seems very fragrant.Qingyang suddenly became interested. He tied it with a rope and went down to the bottom of the pool. Then he touched it with his finger and tasted it in his mouth. The taste was very strong. It was many times better than those good wines from the outside world. It was not even much worse than the alcoholic bee honey drunk in the secret place.This wine in the wine pool has been diluted by rain for countless times. Even this flavor still has this flavor. At that time, the essence of the wine is not known how powerful it is. When it comes to this matter, Qingyang feels that the chest is aching, so that something so good is stolen by several bees. It is really a Bo Tim tin mat.But it's good. This diluted immortal wine doesn't have so much strength. Ordinary people won't have a problem drinking it. They can put some on themselves and give it to Shifu to taste.Find out two clean porcelain bottles and pack some rain wine. Qingyang flashed out of the drunken immortal Hu space. Seeing that it was getting late, he caught two rabbits in the mountain forest and then returned to the cave.Qingyang cleaned up the hare, took it back to the cave and handed it to his master. However, old Taoist Songhe took a bite and put it down. He seemed to have no appetite at all.Looking at the pine crane Taoist priest who still had a loss of appetite, Qingyang knew what it was because of. With a smile, he felt a porcelain bottle filled with rain wine from his arms, and then flashed in front of the pine crane Taoist priest and said, "master, what do you think this is?"Songhe Taoist priest is very sensitive to wine. He smelled it as soon as Qingyang took it out. For him, wine is his life. As long as there is wine, nothing is a problem. His happy eyes narrowed into a crack, and he was pleasantly surprised and said, "wine, from the wild mountains, where did you get the wine?"Qingyang scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "well, didn't I tell you about the wine pool before? I brushed the pool with water in the afternoon, this..."The Songhe Taoist priest was stunned. He didn't expect that the things in the porcelain vase would come from this origin. He said, "that is to say, it's not wine at all, but the water you brush the pool?"Qingyang nodded awkwardly and said, "yes."
