Chapter 354: Sacred
The sky is clear and there is a sun.
This is the tenth day since Zhang Yang started his daily farming life.
He was half lying on a rattan chair, basking in the sun and feeling the breeze, feeling very comfortable.
Not far away, there are small saplings with distance between each other exceeding 500 meters.
It is a real sapling, only ten centimeters tall, tender green, with a sprout smaller than a soybean on top. The tender yellow feeling is really mouth-watering.
Yes, this is serious.
The most important task for Zhang Yang in his daily farming is to control his gluttony. He is really afraid that he might accidentally pick the tender shoots and eat them with hot sauce.
So scary!
So from this point of view, the seeds and fruits of the true world are truly extraordinary.
"Well, the sun is high in the sky, it's time to water and loosen the soil."
Zhang Yang jumped up from the rattan chair, holding a big teapot in his left hand and a golden hoe in his right hand. Although these things look vulgar, they are actually very expensive. The big teapot was made in a space workshop, consuming 5 space fragments, and the hoe was made in a time workshop, consuming 6 time fragments.
In short, the big teapot is filled with the spiritual liquid of a small lake, which was exchanged for the immortal rules and is extremely precious.
The golden hoe can break up the law plates gathered around the seedlings, allowing the seedlings to grow stronger.
“Bang!”
The golden hoe fell near a small seedling, causing ripples to appear. Even Zhang Yang had to hold the hoe tightly, otherwise he would be pushed away by the rebound force.
To be honest, each of these seemingly simple seedlings is so strange that it can be compared to a mysterious level of weirdness.
Once it sprouts, it comes with various aura characteristics.
I think in the world of immortals and heroes, this thing really is the ancestor of all the treasures from heaven and earth.
After hoeing back and forth three times, Zhang Yang lifted the big teapot and poured the spiritual liquid on the seedling.
As a result, this rich spiritual liquid was attracted by a magical force and turned into a vortex.
In just a dozen seconds, the seedling swallowed nearly ten thousand cubic meters of spiritual liquid.
Then, the young seedling shook very intelligently, and the small tender leaves on the top stretched a little proudly and opened slightly.
OK, it’s done.
Zhang Yang heaved a sigh of relief and moved on to the next one. He really felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, because these seedlings looked ordinary, but if someone with a weak willpower got close to them, there would probably be no bones left.
"Huh?"
After loosening the soil and watering 52 seedlings in one go, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that the 53rd seedling had undergone some changes, with an extra leaf bud growing out.
This is such a surprise. It means that this true world seed is exceptionally active and full. Well, maybe it's just that I'm exceptionally lucky.
Zhang Yang walked over quickly, and then his expression became a little strange, but he still kept walking, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised.
Not until he walked three thousand steps in one breath did he finally arrive in front of the seedling that had sprouted its second leaf bud.
No, no, no, this is no longer a seedling, but a small tree that is three meters tall. It has become smaller because of Zhang Yang.
When he first started planting, the distance between each seedling was 500 meters. As a result, he just walked a total of 3,000 steps, which is almost 3,200 meters. Doesn't this prove the point? This seedling already has some of the magical properties of the fruit of the true world.
Zhang Yang tried to use the golden hoe to dig around the seedling a few times, but no rules were solidified. Then he poured out all the spiritual liquid in the big teapot in one breath, allowing the seedling to drink its fill.
At this time, Zhang Yang took out the main body of the village construction order, waved it at the seedling, and immediately a series of information appeared.
"A second-level True World seedling, actually worth 1,000 units of cosmic law, and its growth value is unknown."
"Feature 1 has been activated: Spiritual Power Vortex Level 2, automatically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
"Characteristic 2: Holy level 1, unique to the highest level of the six sequences of the heavens and the myriad worlds, will cause oppression (pollution) to all lower-level beings, regardless of whether they are people or things."
"Feature 3: Real world space level 1, comes with real world space."
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After reading this simple message, Zhang Yang even wanted to dance square dance. It was not easy. What is this called? This is called bitterness before sweetness. This is called the field of hope.
The characteristics of this seedling are so powerful that he has decided to change his mind in the future. The other seedlings will continue to be watered with spiritual liquid, while this seedling will be cultivated with fragments of fate, time, space, etc.
Yes, then characteristics 1 and 3 are not rare. All seedlings will eventually have these two characteristics. Otherwise, how can the fruit of the true world evolve into the true world? But this characteristic 2 is different.
sacred!
It sounds a bit cliché, but it is really a super awesome feature.
Let’s take the simplest example.
If an ordinary person encounters a female ghost, even if he is not attacked, he will be greatly negatively affected and will definitely fall seriously ill afterwards.
And if this ordinary person encounters a demon general and is not attacked, he will inevitably be infected with a horrible and strange plague and eventually die.
If this ordinary person encounters a ghost queen, even if he is not attacked, he will die on the spot and turn into a corpse ghost or other monster after death.
This phenomenon is called coercion from a fantasy perspective, a curse from a fairy tale perspective, and pollution from a mysterious perspective.
The aura of a high-ranking being, even their words, actions, or even a glance, will exert this kind of pressure, curse, and pollution on low-ranking targets.
The greater the gap in strength between the two sides, the more terrifying the values of pressure, curse, and pollution will be.
The sacred nature of this little seedling that is now showing off is much stronger and more terrifying than the pressure, curse, and pollution that come with the demons and ghosts.
Because its rank is too high.
As Zhang Yang watched, he was trembling with fear, as if he was treading on thin ice. If his core disciples got close, there was a high probability that their minds would be taken away, and they would become devout believers of this young man.
If it is below the foundation-building level, then you will go blind if you see it, deaf if you hear it, and will voluntarily turn to ashes if you get close to it.
This is how the original god came into being.
Zhang Yang stepped back with great satisfaction. This was his core asset in the future.
An hour later, Zhang Yang finished dealing with all the seedlings and lay back on the rattan chair. He would not leave, not even blinking. No insects or birds would dare to approach him, although they would die if they did.
However, he suddenly looked towards the direction of Guobei County. The twelve mutant seeds there had been growing these days, but the quality was several levels lower than here, so he didn't take it seriously. After all, not all mutations are worth pursuing, and not all mutations represent strength - well, they may also represent trouble.
More than a dozen sword lights flew by. They were the disciples of the Tianjian Sect who were in charge of patrolling. They must have discovered something.
After a while, the light of the sword formation shot up into the sky.
Then it quickly dimmed.
The battle is over.
An expected smile appeared on Zhang Yang's lips.
"Welcome! Uninvited guests, should I call you hyenas or the plague snake ancient virus?"
(End of this chapter)
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