Chapter 28 About Spiritual Seeds (Please collect! Please read!)
"Spiritual spring water..."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingshan pondered.

Shengfengling once tried to grow 'spiritual seeds'.

This "spiritual seed" is extremely delicate. In addition to having to be planted on the spiritual vein node, it must also be irrigated with special water. Otherwise, the yield will be reduced at best, and it may even wither and die directly at worst. This water is the so-called "spiritual spring water."

The 'spiritual spring water' seems to contain some nutrients that are indispensable for the growth of the 'spiritual seeds'. It is not pure spiritual energy, but a trace substance called 'spiritual energy'.

A spring the size of a face can only produce a bowl of spring water every three to five days, so it is extremely rare.

Moreover, most of the rural spiritual realms do not have an environment that can produce springs. However, there are many springs in the fog where there are few people.

Spiritual spring water? Water?
Zhou Qingshan suddenly had an idea and looked up at the two strangest places on the Yunding chessboard. One was the blazing fire, and the other was the waterfall flowing continuously down the edge of the island, while the emerald green water above it remained unchanged.

Both of these things are weird.

Fire could explain a bit of it. It's not uncommon to have burning materials that can last for hundreds of years, such as high-level exotic beast oil.

And the water seems endless?
This is somewhat inconsistent with the law of conservation of matter, and seems like the existence of some kind of rules.

Zhou Qingshan has been drinking lake water frequently these days. It tastes better than stream water, but he doesn't feel any magical effects on his body.

It also has no effect in accelerating the growth of 'Nine Lotus Blood Grass'.

Zhou Qingshan shook his head slightly, not holding much hope for this, and looked at Mo Yanqiu and said:

"If it doesn't work out, we can plant more 'Nine Lotus Blood Grass' to save some money and buy some spiritual spring water to use."

Although this spiritual spring water is extremely precious, it is of no help to warriors. It seems that the human body cannot absorb the "spiritual" substance. Its main use is just to water the spiritual seeds.

Equivalent to fertilizer.

This is a good business, supporting a large number of warriors who have no fiefdoms or monarchs.

The warrior who discovered a spring in the foggy wilderness collected the spiritual spring water in a jade bottle and went back to sell it to various major chambers of commerce.

Most of the rural spiritual realm lords who possessed first-level spiritual veins and were theoretically able to grow "spiritual seeds" were scrambling to buy this spiritual spring water. Only the territory could grow spiritual seeds and the profits would be huge.

Of course, this is not without risks.

That depends on the market conditions. If the 'spiritual seeds' planted at the spiritual vein nodes yield a good harvest, then it will be a good year. If they are not well cared for and accidentally wither or reduce yield, then it will be a big loss.

There were even spiritual realm lords who planted too many spiritual seeds in a year, failed to take good care of them, lost all their money, and went bankrupt.

The Spirit Realm Lords who are able to grow 'Spirit Seeds' every year generally have the resources to support nearly a hundred guards and dozens of inbound warriors, and are very powerful.

Hearing this, Mo Yanqiu nodded.

The richness of the spiritual energy in the spiritual vein node determines whether half an acre to ten acres of spiritual field can be reclaimed. Shengfeng Territory needs no explanation.

However, this world of Yunding Chessboard is capable of reclaiming more than a dozen acres of spiritual fields, all of which can be used to plant Nine Lotus Blood Grass, which can accumulate dozens of times more wealth than in previous years.

Thinking of this, Mo Yanqiu's eyes fixed:
"It's just that... the origin of so many Nine Lotus Blood Grass is unknown, so we can't trade with the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce."

The young master had taught her many times that it is important not to show off your wealth.

Shengfengling has been doing business with the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce for decades, and they know each other well. You suddenly took out dozens of times the amount of Nine Lotus Blood Grass. You wouldn't say you were "clearing out inventory", right?

Did he find a way to expand the spiritual field? Or did he find a formula to increase production? Or...

Things like this, any intelligent person with a little bit of common sense can think of this doubt.

As long as we follow this line of thought, we will find huge benefits. Increase production by dozens of times? No one can resist it.

Even if the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce does not dare to take action against the Lord of the Spirit Realm, it will discover and sell such secrets to other lords.

After hearing what Mo Yanqiu said, Zhou Qingshan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and some bad memories came to his mind. He quickly restrained himself.

"I know."

Zhou Qingshan had an idea for this a long time ago: "Old Mo and I can refine the Nine Lotus Blood Grass into blood-replenishing pills, and then go to several nearby fiefs to distribute them in batches."

"Yanqiu, you don't have to worry about these trivial matters, just concentrate on practicing martial arts." He added.

He has been in this world for ten years and has a deep understanding of "weakness". Force is the foundation of all this.

During the time of his father and eldest brother.

What kind of strange beast dares to break into the spiritual realm? It’s here to add to the meal, right?

Three months after the eldest brother disappeared, the Liu family dared to come to their house and try to wipe out the whole family. When they failed to buy the property, they didn't find an excuse to get angry, so when they returned, they attracted strange beasts that wanted to kill him. How rude and arrogant they were!
Mo Yanqiu hummed softly, indicating that he understood.

Clank! Clank!
Then the two men stopped chatting, picked up their hoes, and began to concentrate on plowing the land under their feet.

In a short while, Mo Yanqiu easily completed the reclamation of half an acre of land.

For her, such physical activity did not seem to be a burden. She remained calm and showed no signs of fatigue.

At the same time, Zhou Qingshan seemed to be struggling, his clothes were soaked with sweat. As time went by, the strength of his swinging the hoe gradually weakened, and his breathing became rapid.

Mo Yanqiu heard Zhou Qingshan's increasingly obvious panting, so he turned his head and looked at him with concern, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and said softly:

"Young Master, why don't you take a rest first and don't get too tired."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingshan did not hold back. He nodded, walked to the lake, leaned over and drank a few sips of the emerald green water, then sat down and began to recover his strength.

He sat on the steps, his eyes first attracted by the rolling sea of ​​clouds in the distance, then turned to the busy figure of Mo Yanqiu not far away, staring quietly for a long time.

"The future is promising."

The pressure in Zhou Qingshan's heart seemed to be finally released, and he felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and peace.

As the gentle breeze caressed him, Zhou Qingshan felt an irresistible drowsiness. His eyes gradually closed and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, Mo Yanqiu turned around and noticed that Zhou Qingshan's breathing became steady and deep.

Putting down the hoe in her hand, she walked over quietly and saw Zhou Qingshan sleeping quietly on the steps by the lake with a look of peace on his face.

Mo Yanqiu looked around, stretched out his hand and felt the slight coolness in the breeze, worried that Zhou Qingshan would catch a cold.

So, she carefully took off her leather armor, took off the inner layer of clothing, and gently covered Zhou Qingshan with it.

Mo Yanqiu moved gently and carefully, afraid of disturbing Zhou Qingshan's rest.

After covering him with clothes, Mo Yanqiu did not leave immediately, but sat quietly beside him, staring at the sleeping Zhou Qingshan with soft and deep eyes.

There was silence all around, with only the gentle breeze blowing and rustling sounds.

after awhile.

Mo Yanqiu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, slowly stood up, picked up the hoe, and continued to plow the land.

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