At the same time, twenty extraordinary seeds were scattered by Ren Ming all over the Blue Star.
It's quietly taking effect...
Italy, a world-renowned art capital
"Shit! Garbage, garbage, and more garbage!"
A decadent middle-aged painter tore the drawing paper off the canvas and threw it into the trash can.
He tore at his few remaining hairs frantically, his voice breaking.
“When will I ever create real art?”
However, where he could not see, a ball of white light merged into the brush in his hand.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the paintbrush gleams slightly under the sunlight.
…
North M Continent, where grassland and forest meet.
A young deer searches for food alone.
It sniffed around and suddenly smelled a very fragrant scent, so it ran towards it.
In front of it, a green plant sprouted and grew rapidly, stretching its branches towards the sunlight.
The fawn tilted its head, its simple brain unable to explain the phenomenon in front of it.
But after waiting for a moment, it was still attracted by the eye-catching aroma.
With a roar, he pulled out the plant and ate it clean in a few bites.
"Yo yo."
After a hearty meal, the fawn burped and a gleam of light flashed in its eyes.
Somehow, a lot of unfamiliar information suddenly flashed through its mind.
It seems like I need to find enough plants and use the spiritual energy they emit to practice?
The young deer didn't understand, but still walked into the forest to find the best place for it to practice.
It is best to choose a dense forest area where it can easily hide itself and avoid its natural enemies.
How does it know this knowledge?
It doesn't know either.
…
China is near the coast.
As night falls, fishing boats returning with full loads gradually approach the shore.
"Hey, Lao Chen, you have a great harvest today."
"Hahaha, I'm so lucky. I don't know what happened today, but I encountered a group of sea fish gathering together. There are so many species. I've been fishing for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such a thing."
"Alas, luck is something you really can't force..."
The two old fishermen exchanged greetings.
A squid struggles in a bucket.
All the other seafood spontaneously piled up at its feet, forming a high "seafood wall".
Finally, the squid leaped with all its might.
The body successfully flipped over the fish barrel, and freedom was within reach.
"Good boy, I almost got away with you."
A fisherman quickly caught the squid and shouted to everyone on the fishing boat.
"Old Chen, be careful. Your stuff almost got away. Ouch! It even bites?!"
The fisherman felt pain and threw the squid back into the fish bucket.
The squid bounced twice, then lost all the strength it had just now.
Old Chen walked closer and took a look, then said with a smile.
"Hey! Isn't this the squid I caught among the fish in the sea? It looks better than ordinary squids. I was deeply impressed."
"You can't run away. Some people just like to eat food that looks good, and they're even willing to pay a lot of money for it."
As he said that, Lao Chen took out a net and scooped it up separately into the other fish buckets.
…
Huaizhou, China.
In front of us is an antique wooden building with a plaque that reads "Zhang Family Ancestral Hall".
An old man walked in slowly.
After a short rest, we opened the gate of the ancestral hall building.
His temples were gray, and his long, snow-white beard made him look particularly immortal.
He was wearing a black plain robe, a pair of ordinary cloth shoes, and holding a flag in his right hand.
On one side of the banner was a huge Bagua Yin-Yang diagram with the words "Tao follows nature" written on it.
Two lines of comments on the back: Can calculate the innate imperial numbers, and know the difference between life and death and the noble and humble.
There are densely written words in the corner: predict marriage, predict career, predict good or bad luck... 30 yuan per time.
Zhang Jiyuan walked into the ancestral hall, put the banner in his hand aside, and knelt tremblingly on the cushion.
Kowtow three times to the person ranked above you.
"Ancestor, I came here today to apologize."
"I'm afraid the Zhang family's fortune-telling business will end in my hands. Young people nowadays don't believe in it and don't want to learn it."
"I can't do this anymore. Tomorrow I'm going to put down my fortune-telling banner and become an idle old man..."
Zhang Jiyuan closed his eyes, his face full of pain.
Ever since he could remember, he had been exposed to the study of Yijing and numerology. Fortune-telling was not only his livelihood, but also his mission and passion.
He firmly believes that there are mysterious forces in the world that cannot be explained.
Fortune-telling is a bridge that connects people with this power.
Although times have changed and people are now skeptical about this, his belief has never been shaken.
And now, I can only be forced to give up.
He took out the box he had brought with him.
"These secret manuals of fortune-telling and divination that have been passed down through generations have no successors now, so let them stay in the ancestral hall."
As Zhang Jiyuan spoke, he walked around the tablets in the front hall, preparing to find a secret compartment to store them.
"What is this?" he asked doubtfully.
Looking at the book he took out from the secret compartment - "The Book of Heaven and Earth".
The yellowing of the pages showed its age, but it wasn't so tattered as to be unreadable.
He had come to the ancestral hall countless times since he was a child.
Why didn't he remember that his ancestors left him this book?
Although he had doubts in his mind, he held the "Heaven and Earth Scripture" tightly in his hand.
…
In the small world.
With the efforts of the three, they finally built a new tower, which was used as a place for the members of the Hermit Society to practice and retreat.
When Ren Ming created the small world, he built many houses and added restrictions.
But since there was nothing in it, it remained empty.
Lin Wan'er expressed her understanding.
After all, it was beyond her imagination that an organization that had been abandoned for many years could still have such a magnificent main hall.
The system smiled beside him but said nothing.
Ren Ming was not affected at all. The best lie must deceive even yourself.
He set up more formations and restrictions in the training tower.
It is confirmed that attacks below the Nascent Soul stage will not cause any damage to the tower itself.
Ren Ming looked at Lin Wan'er and said to her with a smile.
"Are you satisfied with your current training room?"
Lin Wan'er nodded.
"Yeah! The various spirit gathering arrays and mind-clearing arrays inside have increased my cultivation speed by nearly three times!"
"But it would be better if the space could be a little bigger. I want to find a place to release all the tentacle monsters and study them slowly."
Ren Ming's expression was casual, this kind of thing was easy to handle.
"Okay, I'll go down and add a space formation to the room next to yours. That will be your laboratory."
Lin Wan'er jumped for joy.
"Thank you, President! I will definitely extract the alchemy materials from the tentacles as soon as possible and refine the first batch of pills for our Hermit Association!"
Ren Ming smiled and waved his hand, telling her not to put so much pressure on herself.
Besides, alchemy requires more than just a single ingredient.
However, there will soon be plants with spiritual energy on Blue Planet, right?
Ren Ming thought of the twenty extraordinary seeds he had released...
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