Zhou Yi has been cultivating spiritual rice for more than a thousand years, and has never stopped growing it since he first joined Cultivation World.
Over a long period of time, Lingmi plants will undergo mutations from time to time. Most of them will change in good directions, and a few will decline in bad ways.
This was not a mystery in Cultivation World back then. There were frequent changes in planting spirit medicine and taming exotic animals. In the eyes of monks, having more spiritual energy and stronger medicinal effects was a good thing. Otherwise, it was a loss-making business.
For example, the grain of rice in Zhou Yi's hand is a typical decline. It contains no spiritual energy after maturity, and Spirit Field and Mana are wasted.
Ordinary monks would definitely discard it like a piece of grass, but Zhou Yi was influenced by his previous life and was quite concerned about the mutated spiritual rice.
After trial planting, it was found that the mutant rice grains do not contain spiritual energy, so the growth process does not require spiritual energy. At the same time, it retains the advantages of spiritual rice plants, such as being independent of terrain and having strong vitality.
The disadvantage is that the yield is low, with the yield per mu being only about one stone.
"One stone!"
Jin Jing listened to Zhou Yi's introduction and couldn't help but raise his voice. "Can this rice really be grown on the mountain and yield one stone per hour?"
"When this kind of rice is grown, it has more vitality than weeds. It can grow when sprinkled in the cracks of rocks in the mountains."
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "The specific yield is also affected by the mountainous area. If there are too many stones, it will not be able to produce one stone. When Pindao traveled to Yunzhou, the rice yield was more than three or four stones per mu."
"How dare our mountain nests compare with the fertile fields in the plains."
Jin Jing sighed, "Moyun City took a lot of effort to cultivate the surrounding fields, and took care of them day and night, but the yield is only a little more than one stone. We are greedy for this kind of rice, Daoist Master, but we can't get it back even if we sell the old man!"
"In Pindao's opinion, this scale is worth more."
Zhou Yi handed the rice grains to Jin Jing and said, "I watched the Golden God celebration yesterday and I know very well that the Ten Thousand Mountains human race is in a difficult situation, and it is only because of the sages' hard work that we can prosper today. This rice is named Yi Rice, firstly to show that it is easy to plant, and secondly to say to the outside world that the gods give gold easily!"
"Isn't this wronging the Daoist priest?"
Jin Jing clutched the rice grains tightly and said, "The Daoist Master is so righteous, is he afraid of being hated by others? Don't worry, anyone who dares to be an enemy of the Daoist Master is Moyun City's mortal enemy!"
Moyun City seems to be just a city, but the people in the city all practice martial arts, and it can be said that all the people are soldiers.
The human village of the Ten Thousand Mountains also respects Moyun City, with a population of hundreds of thousands under his command. With just one order, one hundred thousand elite soldiers can be gathered. Their power is not inferior to that of the small country of Yunzhou, but their force is even greater.
"It's all just a false reputation. I'm a poor Daoist who devotes himself to pure cultivation and doesn't want anyone to disturb him."
Zhou Yi raised his hands and said, "Don't be polite anymore. Thank you fellow Daoist for your hospitality. I'll take my leave."
Jin Jing bowed to express his thanks and said, "The old man will send you off just a short distance away. We must work hard to cultivate Yi Rice from now on. We won't be able to Azure Wave Lake go fishing in the short term."
"Then let's make an appointment in a few years."
Zhou Yi waved his hand carelessly, the wind blew under his feet, and he disappeared in an instant.
Early morning.
Thousands of mountains are waking up, and the morning clouds are coming out of Xiu.
The wind blew through the forest, the fog slowly dissipated, and bursts of singing suddenly came from the mountains, breaking the tranquility of nature.
Farmers in the mountains followed the sound and saw a middle-aged Daoist man coming from the mountain.
The Daoist wore a wooden hairpin casually on his head, his face was pale, and he had a green bamboo fishing rod on his shoulder. His steps seemed slow but fast, and he jumped into the air with a slight step on the grassy branches, as if flying in the sky.
When the farmer saw the Daoist approaching, he bowed skillfully and said, "Daoist went down the mountain to feed the fish again?"
"I'm tired of chanting sutras, so come out and relax."
Zhou Yi responded with a smile, walked dozens of feet away as he spoke, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in a moment.
Ahead is a clear pool of water, with vast blue waves reflected in the spring sun. The shore has been opened up into neat fertile fields. Farmers are weeding and irrigating. They all greet Zhou Yi respectfully.
"Daoist Priest, this is the strange rock I was looking for in the mountains."
"Thank you for the prescription given by the Daoist priest. My boy's illness has been cured."
"My boat is parked on the shore. Daoist priest, please don't take Niu Er's boat. His broken boat is leaking."
"..."
Zhou Yi responded one by one. He was very familiar with the villagers. Unlike the gods in the sky who were overlooking them from above, he was really a Daoist priest living in seclusion in the mountains.
When the mutant rice was handed over to Jin Jing, Zhou Yi never imagined that the changes would be so drastic. The population of the Ten Thousand Mountains seemed to have exploded. In just thirty years, several villages had been formed around Azure Wave Lake.
Yi Rice is easy to grow and does not care about the land, but more irrigation can increase production, so rivers and lakes in the mountains have become gathering places for villages.
Azure Wave Lake is the largest lake in the Ten Thousand Mountains. It is as vast as an inland ocean and is located on the north side of the mountains, making it a natural choice.
"The mountains are vast and the grain output is low, but without excessive taxes and exploitation by officials, there is more left in hand than the people of Yunzhou. I heard that many Qing Kingdom people could no longer survive in the country, so they went to the mountains to survive."
Zhou Yi has not been in seclusion these years. He goes down the mountain to fish from time to time and treats villagers' illnesses, so he knows a lot about the outside world.
It's just a lag. After all, the distance is far away and the news in the mountains is blocked. What I heard was already two or three years ago.
Sitting cross-legged by the lake, I flicked my fishing rod into the water.
As soon as the hook was hooked, fish came over and circled around the hook eagerly, trying to swallow the spirit rice into their belly. However, the hook was like an illusion and no matter how hard they bit, they couldn't catch it.
"A few lazy idiots still want to eat and drink at Daoist Priest!"
Zhou Yi recognizes these herrings. They are all cunning and lazy. After eating the spiritual rice, they do not want to look for anything to repay the favor. They just want to stay where they are and continue eating.
A young man in linen clothes ran over with a wine jar in his arms, squatted next to Zhou Yi, opened the coarse porcelain bowl covering the mouth of the jar, and filled the entire bowl of rice wine as white as jade.
"Daoist Priest, this is my mother's new brew, let you have a taste."
Zhou Yi took the coarse porcelain bowl, raised his head and drank it all, nodded and said.
"It tastes good. Go back and tell your mother that Yi Rice has an extraordinary origin. It is a very high-quality brewing raw material. Adding other herbs will only reduce the taste."
Although Yi Rice is a product after the decline of spiritual rice, as the basic raw material for brewing Spiritual Wine, its essential taste is far beyond ordinary materials.
"I know, I'll tell my mother when I get back."
The young man took out a Daoist scripture from his arms and held it up with both hands. "Daoist Priest, I have memorized this scripture and gained some understanding. Unfortunately, no matter how much I practice, I cannot sense the aura of heaven and earth."
"Little Ye Zi, cultivating immortals is all fake, you have to believe in martial arts!"
At this time, the lake water was bubbling, revealing a three-foot long blue fish. It opened its mouth and spit out a crystal shining jade, which fell into the hands of Zhou Yi.
"My grandfather said that Daoist Priest is an immortal."
Jin Ye was not surprised by this. When he was young, he squatted next to Zhou Yi to listen to sutras. Such mysterious things were not uncommon.
Most of the people in the village have seen it, and they have spread it from person to person, believing that the fish Azure Wave Lake has spirituality and will suffer retribution after being killed.
Zhou Yi put away the jade and rewarded it with herring rice grains with a flick of his finger. "If I am an immortal, how can I grow old?"
Jin Ye looked distressed. "If there were no immortals, what would happen to the visions I saw? When my father died, I also saw ghosts, which scared me so much that I couldn't sleep for several days."
"Everyone has Qi, anger, death Qi, luck, etc. You can see it when you are born Spirit Eyes."
Zhou Yi explained casually, "The soul is the condensed form of thoughts. When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out, and the thought Nirvana shows that the soul is gone."
Jinye did not doubt Zhou Yi's words. the Unseen felt that he had missed something. Especially when he recited Daoist scriptures, his sense of loss became stronger and his body always felt empty.
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, but did not help Jin Ye to clear up his doubts.
Heavenly Spirit Root, born Spirit Eyes, a rare talent for cultivating immortals in the world, it is a pity to be born in this era.
At this time.
A big black fish swam over, its body was five or six feet long, frightening the lazy fish nearby that were begging for food and fled in all directions.
The black fish emerged from the water, with two long whiskers at the corners of its mouth like arms, holding a round stone ball.
Zhou Yi didn't wait for the black fish to be thrown out, waved his hand and took the stone bead into his hand. After carefully sensing it, Divine Sense showed joy on his face. "I have been waiting for more than thirty years, and I finally have another harvest. The dragon beads plus the reverse scale are enough!"
"Dragon Emperor, Pindao, I will translate it for you right now. What is a surprise!"
Thirty years ago, there was a reverse scale. After Zhou Yi spent all his efforts in divination, he could only vaguely conclude that the Dragon Emperor was no longer in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Now that we have the Dragon Ball, we will definitely be able to get more accurate information. Then we will slowly investigate and search for it, even if it is thousands of feet underground, we must dig it out!
Seeing Zhou Yi smiling happily, Jin Ye asked doubtfully, "Daoist Priest, what kind of treasure is this?"
"Dragon Ball, it can make people's wishes come true!"
Zhou Yi put the dragon ball away, groped for a moment from his sleeve, and threw out a green lotus seed. "I never owe anyone a favor, and neither does a fish. I give this Seven-Colored Lotus Seed to you to eat."
The black fish opened its mouth and swallowed the lotus seeds into its belly. Its tail swung rapidly and disappeared into the water.
"Perfect merit."
Zhou Yi said, "Little Yezi, I have been staying in the mountains for a long time. I plan to go out for some travel. We are destined to meet each other. This volume Minor Evolution Divine Calculation is given to you. Please read it carefully in the future."
If you are born Spirit Eyes, you can see people's aura clearly, if you have bad luck purple qi, etc., you can calculate your future by using some of the methods in Minor Evolution Divine Calculation.
"Daoist Priest is leaving?"
Jin Ye took the Daoist scriptures with a look of reluctance on his face. "My mother is still waiting. She said that when Daoist Priest has enough fun, she will marry you and become my father."
"What nonsense are you kidding? Qing Qing is nothing for a poor person. He has stopped going to Joyful Union Courtyard a long time ago!"
Zhou Yi glared at Jin Ye. The girls in the mountains were too enthusiastic. Coupled with their jade-like appearance and fairy-like temperament, in recent years, many girls had expressed their love and proposed marriage. Jin Ye's mother was one of them.
In terms of identity, Jinye's maternal grandfather is the great elder of Moyun City, and in terms of appearance, Jinye's mother is a well-known beauty. Unfortunately, Zhou Yi is a little too late to fall in love at the age of thirteen hundred.
What's more, even though he is one generation younger than Jin Jing, that old boy still has his nostrils soaring to the sky!
"He's gone, don't miss Pindao."
Zhou Yi put away the fishing rod, flew back to the mountain, and sang loudly in a happy mood.
"Don't let down the Three Lights, don't let down others, don't bully the gods, and don't bully the poor. Someone asked me how to practice..."
Even though he has lived for a thousand years and has long been proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, wine and tea, he has made no progress in poetry. Zhou Yi does not insist on it and simply recites Daoist songs he heard in his previous life.
Among them, Lu Zu's poems are very popular.
Zhou Yi is cautious and cautious in doing things, walking on thin ice, but he also envies the high-spirited swordsman!
Mountain top.
There is a Daoist temple with green bricks and green tiles, and a Daoist boy in green squatting at the door is yawning and opened his eyes when he heard the singing.
"Venerable Immortal, why are you back so early today?"
"It's a happy event."
Zhou Yi Pushed the door and walked in, the forbidden light shone, as if passing through the water and entering another world.
Spirit Field with a radius of more than a hundred feet is neatly maintained, and the rich spiritual energy condenses into rain on its own. Under the influence of Formation Restriction, it disperses into spirit medicine with corresponding attributes of the five elements of spiritual rain irrigation.
"As Jianmu Tree continues to grow, Pindao, this place of hidden cultivation, finally has some mysteries!"
Without delaying his practice, Zhou Yi arranged ten more layers of Formation Restriction, each with its own unique functions. For example, this automatic irrigation formation is no longer as poor and crude as it used to be.
The Daoist boy in green followed him in, rolled on the spot and turned into Spirit Ginseng Child, with a red ribbon tied around his waist.
"Venerable Immortal, are we moving again?"
Zhou Yi said in surprise, "How did you guess that?"
Spirit Ginseng Child said proudly, "Every time you go down the mountain to fish, at least for the whole day, I can lie at home and have a good sleep. Today you came back early and said there was a happy event. You must have found traces of the treasure!"
"That's it."
Zhou Yi I don't know whether to call Spirit Ginseng Child smart or stupid. The nature of the grass and trees monsters is like a child, so I kicked it.
"If I don't keep an eye on you for a while, you'll be lazy and dozing off. Why don't you go to work!"
Spirit Ginseng Child covered his buttocks and screamed in pain. Only then did he realize that he had spilled the beans and ran away without a trace.
Zhou Yi Enter the Daoist temple, calm down and adjust your breath to the best.
First take out the tube and shake it gently.
Oracle Slip landed.
The light shines and condenses into the character: Bodhi.
"Good luck! Lao Long is hiding in Yi Province Buddhist Gate?"
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and thought that this was very possible.
Among the four righteous sects, only Buddhism is not very firm in its attitude toward Demon Race, and has a deep hatred for Dao Lord Xuanxiao. After the Dragon King proclaimed himself, he hid in Yi Province. Even if he was accidentally discovered by Buddhists, he would hide it quietly and worship him.
After the spiritual energy is revived, the Dragon King owes this kind of kindness and should let the protector heavenly dragon protect Buddhism.
Minor Heaven Severing Art showed good luck, and Yi Province was destined to win. Then he took out the basalt shell and cast Minor Evolution Divine Calculation.
Zhou Yi placed the Ni Lin and the Dragon Ball on the Xuanwu Shell and used the method of divination to search for the traces of the Dragon King. After a long time, a wisp of information emerged in his mind out of thin air.
Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!
Buddha Province.
The far west of the mainland, on the verge of the West Sea.
Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is located in the center of Bodhi Buddha Land. It is built on the mountain and covers an area of over 10,000 acres, with endless pavilions and pavilions.
The upper half of Bodhi Peak is carved into a hundred-foot tall Buddha, which can be seen from dozens of miles away. The surface of the Buddha statue is coated with gold powder, and the entire mountain peak is illuminated by golden light from a distance.
"I heard that this Buddha statue was built after the end of the Dharma. It cost millions of manpower. If the imperial court built it, it would destroy the country!"
Zhou Yi observed from the air for a moment. There were countless people in linen and brocade clothes on the ground, kneeling on their knees and walking towards Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. There were also monks in gray robes and white robes walking.
Falling light.
He transformed into a yellow-robed monk, wearing a crown of five Buddhas and a brocade cassock.
One hand holds a nine-ring tin staff and the other holds a purple gold alms bowl.
"Amitabha!"
Zhou Yi proclaims the Buddha's name loudly, his eyes are compassionate, and his Dharma is solemn.
Having studied Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years, the profoundness of Buddhism alone is unmatched by anyone in the world. Not to mention pretending to be a Buddhist disciple, even the host Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple can do it.
Recommend this book "Three Kingdoms: I was buried alive at the beginning, but Emperor Ling helped me ascend the throne"
The history of the Three Kingdoms is very interesting!