Unaware of what would happen to him after his death, Zheng Ya drove straight to the remote, uninhabited area deep in the mountains of Changping, spending half a day searching for a blessed place.
This is a huge basin.
It is suspected to be a volcanic basin formed by a volcanic eruption and the passage of time.
The basin covers a total area of 50,000 to 60,000 square meters.
There is also a fountain that runs across the east and west ends of the basin, providing ample water for the lush vegetation in the basin.
The hollow interiors of the mountains on either side of the fountain form a huge group of caves, which are natural storage rooms.
Because the mountains surrounding the basin are steep, reaching over 100 meters high, no animals exist inside the basin. Only various birds nest there, enjoying the peaceful life of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom undisturbed by wild beasts.
Zheng Ya traversed the mountain to the end of the spring, where the underground river flowed. While marveling at this blessed land, he began to manipulate spatial power. Driven by his strategic will, he ruthlessly tore apart the trees and vegetation in the basin: "Whoosh, whoosh, rustle."
Wherever the power of spatial planning passes, everything is pulverized into dust.
While repairing the uneven land, the trees were pulverized and the land was transformed into fertile fields.
The birds scurried away, their calls echoing as they took flight.
Zheng Ya fought with all his might until the afterglow of the setting sun gilded the western hills. After consuming 100,000 each of his virtue and faith values, he cleared 50,000 to 60,000 square meters of farmland, a task comparable to that of dozens of bulldozers, and completed it all by himself.
If it weren't for his special ability space, which stores positive virtue and negative heart energy, Zheng Ya would never have dreamed that he could accomplish such a feat.
A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.
With great excitement, Zheng Ya transplanted mature wheat and sorghum in the fields, and also set up traps to prevent birds from stealing the wheat and sorghum.
Sorghum was planted on the south side of the river, while wheat was planted on the north side; they were planted separately.
Then, mechanical figures, alerted by the commotion, danced and banged gongs, bringing a unique vitality to the scene: "Clang, ding-ding, ga, li!"
The birds, returning home in the dark, flew down into the basin and triggered a mechanical device, which startled them away with the sound of gongs and drums, creating quite a commotion.
This made Zheng Ya's creation of the Spirit Spring Paradise less lonely. After finishing planting wheat and sorghum, he arrived at the cave to the left of the fountain and took out wheat and sorghum ears from his special ability space.
As long as there was space in the cave, Zheng Ya kept planting wheat and sorghum in his special ability space, and with the blessing of exhausting about 500,000 Zhengde points, he filled the cave.
It was already past midnight. The rising sun shone on the eastern mountaintop, creating a spectacular scene where golden light shone above and mist and wind rippled below. Zheng Ya stretched and said, "Awesome! Now I don't have to worry about not having an excuse to help the country solve the food problem."
This cave contains over 2,600 tons of grain, enough to seed the entire nation. Surely no one will go hungry next year?
If we don't have enough seeds, we can simply find a few more auspicious sites to create seed-growing bases, and the problem won't be difficult to solve.
Lost in thought, Zheng Ya climbed to the top of the hill on the east side of the basin, sat on a rock and ate breakfast: sweet date and ginseng eight-treasure porridge with pan-fried buns.
Enjoying a meal bathed in the morning sun warmed his body and stomach, which Zheng Ya found very enjoyable.
Moreover, the mechanical figures in the basin were being harassed by birds, and the sound of gongs and drums added to the excitement, making Zheng Ya feel a great sense of accomplishment and eat with great relish!
After a satisfying breakfast, Zheng Ya embarked on his return journey, clearing a winding mountain road for vehicles to pass through.
When Zheng Ya drove to his master's house, it was already 3:10 pm. Old Master Sun scolded him impatiently: "Where have you been, you rascal? Don't you know someone was worried about you?"
"Uh, my mistake, Master, please don't be angry. I went to the planting base and wasted time. I was wrong!" Zheng Ya felt warm inside as he faced his master's concern.
Old Sun was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What's going on with you, kid?"
How come there are still planting bases in the mountains?
“Master, I was afraid that if I failed to induce the seed to grow, people would interfere and gossip, so I went into the mountains to find a blessed land with a spiritual spring to conduct the experiment.”
"The century-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum that I brought for my master last time were all grown and cultivated in that blessed land over there." Zheng Ya's words were a colossal lie.
Anyway, we can't reveal our special abilities; we can just use whatever else we want.
Old Sun didn't believe it at all: "Hmph, you're just making things up."
Don't tell me nobody believes you, even I, your master, don't believe you.
"I know everything about you from childhood to adulthood. When did you ever go into the mountains to plant and cultivate a blessed land?" Old Sun was afraid that he would go astray and become misguided, so he scolded him with a hint of disappointment.
It's true that one lie requires countless lies to cover it up!
Zheng Ya said somewhat dejectedly, "Master, I haven't been a martial arts grandmaster for long, but I was already a master of internal strength five years ago."
You should know that masters of internal strength move with incredible speed and stealth, making it difficult for outsiders to detect them. There are very few people in the capital who can find them, right?
"Uh, so you were already researching and conducting experiments to induce seed growth five years ago?" Old Sun filled in the blanks in his mind.
What master wouldn't want their apprentice to succeed?
Zheng Ya's use of the title "Master of Internal Strength" to cover up his lie was just right, so he smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, as your last disciple, I will never tarnish your reputation."
Besides, our Zheng family is full of loyal and righteous men. I can't bring shame to my elders and do something that betrays my ancestors, right?
"Hmm, I feel much more at ease now that you say so. Tell me, what's the situation at the planting base in the mountains?" Only then did Old Sun believe his excuse, and he sat down to drink tea and asked a question.
Zheng Ya blurted out, "Hehe, Master, don't be scared, I've stockpiled a thousand tons of grain over there..."
"Pfft!" Old Master Sun spat out the tea he had just drunk, his words causing him to cough up the tea. Zheng Ya decisively slipped away, grabbing a towel from the washbasin stand: "Master, wipe yourself down..."
"Are you telling the truth?" Old Sun stood up excitedly, pushed away the towel offered to him, and pressed for an answer.
How did that rascal manage to hide so much grain?
How many lives could thousands of tons of grain save!
If we use it as seed, no one in the country will go hungry next year!
Zheng Ya chuckled and said, "Master, it's true. I don't even know how to hand it over."
Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to my master hosting a banquet for the leadership last time. It made me so embarrassed; I had to smile the whole time, eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, and didn't get to eat anything. What was the point?"
"You little rascal, you're acting innocent after getting the benefits! Why didn't you mention the thousand tons of grain back then?" Old Sun scolded excitedly, feeling that he had spoken too late and delayed the planting of grain seeds.
Zheng Ya was frustrated again. Back then, there was no time for Emperor Zhengde to stimulate the conception of offspring. He knew this in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud: "Master, I was just worried that no one would believe me if I said it, and that it would ruin your reputation. That wouldn't be appropriate."
"Yes, you're right. No, let's not dwell on this. The important thing is to quickly notify people to go into the mountains to get the seeds!" Old Sun got up and went to make a phone call, leaving Zheng Ya completely bewildered. "I'm just a tool, aren't I?"
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