Chapter 142 Qingsong loves pets! The three of them escaped from the deep pool in a panic...
Three people climbed out of the deep pool in a panic, and they all looked very embarrassed.
The branches of the locust tree were fine to lift when they were dry at first, but once they came into contact with water, they became heavier and heavier. Unfortunately, as soon as their strange power came into contact with the surface of the locust tree's remains, the strange power was automatically absorbed by them. They had no choice but to drag the branches up from the bottom of the pond.
It means that these three people are strong and can still hold on.
The three men collapsed on the ground exhausted as soon as they got ashore. They casually threw their remains aside and rested for a while before they recovered.
"At least we have a good harvest this time." After resting, Ye Lu sat up cross-legged, looked up at the black dead wood in the hand of the ghost scholar on the other side.
"There are also remains." The playful man added.
There was also some joy in the ghost scholar's eyes. They had originally planned to look for some remains of strange plants this time. The mangrove remains before had broadened the horizons of the Chongshan people. It turned out that the remains of strange plants could have such a great effect on strange plants. Therefore, the three brothers of Chongshan had always been paying attention to the remains of strange plants.
Now? Not only have I found it, I have found a lot of it.
"But where should we plant this yellow Ganoderma lucidum?" The ghost scholar said hesitantly. Of course, the yellow Ganoderma lucidum should be planted where there is water. There happened to be a waterfall near their two-story building, which had good magical power and was suitable for the yellow Ganoderma lucidum.
But the ghost scholar was not very willing.
Firstly, the waterfall was too close to their small building, and many caravans would come there. By then, anyone with a normal eye would be able to see the yellow Ganoderma lucidum among the black dead trees.
On the other hand, people from He Village would occasionally go up the mountain. The ghost scholar still hasn't decided whether to tell the people from He Village about the ruins below. He prefers not to tell them, because if someone from He Village is not strong enough, they will easily be dragged to death by Tan Shui.
The waterfall is too popular, which is not good for the yellow ganoderma.
Ye Lu thought for a moment and said, "Should we plant it next to the pine trees?"
"The reason why the yellow ganoderma is planted beside the pond is that it needs a moist environment. Another point is that it does not have enough strange power. It is inside the black dead wood, so it naturally requires more water. Now that it is outside, the strange power has come out again, so it definitely does not need as much water as before."
"The pine tree is big enough, and there are enough nutrients and water under its crown for the yellow Ganoderma lucidum to grow." Ye Lu said slowly.
"Then I guess we have to wait for Qingsong's consent, right?" The ghost scholar was also somewhat tempted.
"We can go and ask."
The three of them simply did not go back to the small building halfway up the mountain, but instead headed towards the place on the top of the mountain where the strange green pine tree was located. After a while, they reached the top of the mountain.
The strange green pine plant could sense the arrival of its companion from a long distance. Its consciousness slowly emerged from the roots of the tree and floated in the air, greeting Ye Lu: "...A Lu!"
"Qingsong, how are you these days?" Ye Lu greeted him in a Qingsong-like tone.
"Not bad, but a little less fertilizer." Qingsong thought for a moment, then said calmly: "If I have the remains of a strange plant like last time, I should be able to grow faster."
Qingsong Guizhi could vaguely know that his level in this world was probably not low. He originally thought that he was growing quite fast, but after staying in this world for a while, Qingsong realized that he was growing very slowly.
His maturity once is probably enough for the laurel tree to mature three or four times.
Besides, he is still growing, which makes the older Qingsong feel a sense of discomfort.
"This time I did find new remains of strange plants, although they may not be as good as the red cypress remains from last time. There's nothing I can do. The cypress and the pine are a perfect match. Ordinary strange plants can absorb at most 30 to 40 percent of its remains, but you can absorb 60 to 70 percent." Hearing Qingsong's expectations, Ye Lu said a little helplessly.
It’s all because the thing I gave him at the beginning was too good. Now Qingsong has become picky.
"Okay!" Qingsong Guizhi hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Ye Lu nodded and said, "Qingsong, don't worry about the remains for now. I just found a strange plant here. It's a little half-dead. Do you think it can be saved?"
In addition to its powerful properties, the Green Pine Strange Plant also has a very important function, which is the innate Jiamu energy around it, which can repair the innate defects of the Strange Plant to a certain extent.
"What strange plant?" Qingsong asked curiously.
Ye Lu took the black dead wood from the ghost scholar's hand, turned around, and deliberately showed the yellow Ganoderma lucidum inside the black dead wood to Qingsong's spiritual sense.
"Fungi?" Qingsong sounded a little surprised.
"What's wrong?" Ye Lu asked in confusion. Could it be that Qingsong doesn't like fungi? That's right. This yellow Ganoderma is inside the black dead wood. Qingsong is also a tall tree. It's normal for Qingsong to dislike the remains.
"It's not that I don't like it." Qingsong's consciousness shook his head and said seriously: "It's just that mushrooms are very rare. Generally speaking, trees and shrubs are more likely to become spiritual plants. Fungi have a smaller chance of becoming spiritual plants and are more difficult to grow. They may also be picked by passing animals, so even fewer will survive."
"A Lu, you can plant it under my tree, close to my roots. I can feel that there is an extremely weak spiritual consciousness inside its strange plant. It has not completely disappeared." Qingsong said very seriously.
"Okay!" Ye Lu slowly breathed a sigh of relief. It was fine as long as he didn't hate Qingsong. He just regarded Qingsong as a peer. To a certain extent, the innate Jiamu energy also intimidated him. Ye Lu would also listen to Qingsong. If Qingsong really didn't want to accept the yellow Ganoderma lucidum, Ye Lu really didn't know where to put it for a while.
Ye Lu and the ghost scholar began to plant Ganoderma lucidum.
Qingsong's consciousness said softly, "Don't break it. Fungi are very tenacious and can continue to grow as long as they have hyphae. If you break it too quickly, it will consume nutrients to repair itself, and it will grow even slower. Plant it in the ground along with the dead wood."
"Won't that have any impact on you?" Ye Lu asked, looking up. Ye Lu must be more concerned about his companion strange plant.
"It's okay. This dead tree is also the remains of a strange plant. It can be used as nutrients for the grass. I can absorb it when the time comes." Qingsong explained slowly.
Ye Lu and the others followed Qingsong's instructions and planted the yellow Ganoderma lucidum together with the black dead wood in the ground.
The spiritual consciousness of the strange green pine tree was watching them the whole time.
As soon as it went down to the ground, Qingsong's spiritual consciousness looked at the yellow Ganoderma lucidum below. The yellow Ganoderma lucidum was still in the black dead wood, with only a little bit of it able to show through so that it could get a little bit of sunlight. Most of the time it still stayed in the shadow.
The innate Jia wood energy around the green pine was even more vigorous, and most of it was carefully poured into the yellow Ganoderma lucidum.
Huang Lingzhi, who was originally dying due to the actions of Ye Lu and the ghost scholar, became visibly more energetic after coming into contact with the innate Jiamu energy.
After doing all this, Qingsong did not stop and began to call out to his companion.
"Alu, Alu!" Qingsong called out to Ye Lu.
Ye Lu was looking at Huang Lingzhi. When he heard this, he looked up and looked towards Qingsong.
Qingsong said: "Take some of the rotten leaves that I dropped from the ground and give them to little Lingzhi."
Very good, even the name has been chosen. Ye Lu looked at it again and again and felt that Qingsong was raising it like a child or a pet. When he heard Qingsong calling Huang Lingzhi's nickname, he had an illusion that it was coming as expected. But this was his own strange plant, what else could he do?
Ye Lu resigned himself to his fate and picked up some rotten leaves from the roots of the pine trees and scattered them around the yellow Ganoderma lucidum. Although the pine is an evergreen plant, it does shed leaves, occasionally. The pine trees in their family like to shed leaves, probably because there are many plants around, so it doesn't matter if they shed some leaves, and it can also be used to nourish the plants.
Qingsong saw his companion's movements and couldn't help but emphasize: "Spread them out a bit. If the rotten leaves are piled together for too long, it will get too hot. The little Ganoderma lucidum can't stand it."
The green pine even knows more about planting than its companions.
Ye Lu had no choice but to accept his fate and obey, so he spread the rotten leaves a little wider.
"Hey, Brother Lu, does this green pine of yours like to grow plants?" Ximing people watched the whole process. He looked more carefully. In addition to the yellow Ganoderma lucidum, he also looked at the plants around it, no matter whether they were strange plants or not, whether they had strange powers or not, even a weed was grown very well.
"I guess so?" Ye Lu said helplessly.
In fact, Ye Lu also discovered that the big rabbits under the laurel tree often ran around, except for the three little rabbits who were more cautious and always stayed on the laurel tree. He occasionally saw the big rabbits here at Qingsong. It was probably Qingsong who gave leaves to the big rabbits so that the latter could help grow plants.
Otherwise, Qingsong wouldn't be able to command him so skillfully.
Ye Lu estimated that it would not be long before the three little rabbits would come down to find Qingsong.
During this period of time, Ye Lu has seen clearly that Qingsong has special attacks on animals and plants and is naturally fond of them. The big rabbits are usually cautious and timid. Over such a long time, several waves of caravans have come here, but every time a caravan comes, they still take the initiative to hide until the caravan leaves.
The same goes for people who play with their lives.
Even though the laurel tree is nicer to the hipsters now, the big rabbits will hide as soon as they see the hipsters.
But this group of big rabbits actually dared to run to Qingsong's territory and took the initiative to listen to Qingsong's orders and work. Currently, only Yueguishu and Ye Lu can do it, and the ghost scholar has to pay them.
"Forget it, if Qingsong likes to keep pets, then let him keep them. This will save the Laurel tree from showing off his group of big rabbits in front of him every day." Qingsong doesn't care now, but if one day Qingsong cares about it and uses his innate Jiamu energy to lure those big rabbits, he will be able to lure a few of them, and the Laurel tree will cry.
Who will suffer then? He will be the one.
How is raising plants not a form of cultivation? What about raising pets?
After planting the Ganoderma lucidum, they confirmed that the Ganoderma lucidum would not die for now as the green pine was still there. Ye Lu and the other two slowly breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go back and rest for a while. Too many things had happened in the past few days, especially Ye Lu, who was attacked by insects, and then tried to parasitize them one after another. After killing them, he went on a non-stop search for strange plants, and he had not rested until now.
"Go back and get some sleep first." Ye Lu turned and said to the other two.
"We've dealt with what needs to be dealt with. Qingsong will definitely notify us after Huang Lingzhi wakes up."
"Okay!" After Ye Lu said this, the other two also felt a little tired and nodded in agreement.
The three of them returned to the mountains and had a good night's sleep, sleeping comfortably.
I will spend the next few days busy with the things that I have stopped doing in the past few days.
Especially the ghost scholar. He Village has more affairs to deal with. He has been in the mountains for the past few days and has been busy. Now that there is no threat, he has to go down the mountain to get busy. And there is also the problem of his faith. Several nearby villages really regard him as a priest of the god of fortune who eats wind and drinks dew.
Villagers from several villages would occasionally come to him to ask for instructions from the gods.
The ghost scholar couldn't just ignore it and just lie there? A face spoke.
The ghost scholar looked at the increasingly larger range of prayers he sensed. It had only been a short time since the last disaster, yet they had already broken through the forbidden stone ridges. His expression was gloomy.
By the time the ghost scholar had dealt with the matter, nearly ten days had passed.
The ghost scholar returned to the mountain that day. He had just gotten up and washed up when he heard footsteps behind him. It was not someone he was looking for. The ghost scholar turned around and saw Ye Lu walking out of the small building.
Ye Lu walked out of the small building and listened for a moment towards the top of the mountain before he said, "Qingsong called us up, saying that the little Lingzhi's consciousness has awakened."
The ghost scholar was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the yellow Ganoderma lucidum planted on the top of the mountain. He hadn't heard any news about him for a long time.
The one following closely behind Ye Lu was Xi Mingren. He was just about to go into the mountain, but after hearing what Ye Lu said, he hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to follow Brother Lu.
The three of them quickly arrived under the green pine tree.
Ye Lu saw the yellow Ganoderma lucidum at the root of the green pine tree at a glance. The whole plant was glowing with a faint glow, and the black dead wood surrounding it had disappeared long ago, probably because it was completely absorbed.
There is only one yellow Ganoderma lucidum lying on the ground with its body stretched out.
The yellow Ganoderma lucidum is now a lot bigger than before, almost the size of an adult's fist.
The strange water power in the air has become stronger.
There were two spiritual consciousnesses on the top of the mountain, one big and one small. As soon as the three of them arrived, the smaller one immediately hid behind the big one.
The big one is Qingsong’s spiritual consciousness.
"Is that Huang Lingzhi's spiritual consciousness?" Ye Lu naturally felt the weak spiritual consciousness behind Qingsong's spiritual consciousness. It was very small and it was probably that it had just appeared.
Qingsong's consciousness nodded and said, "Yes?"
"But this little Ganoderma lucidum is not called Huang Ganoderma lucidum, it is called Tianshui Ganoderma lucidum." Qingsong corrected his companion's statement.
"Qingsong, can you convince it to talk to us?" Ye Lu watched the Tianshui Ganoderma lucidum's consciousness hide. This wouldn't work, as he still had many things to ask.
Seeing that Tianshui Ganoderma was very dependent on Qingsong, Ye Lu asked.
"There are too many of you, and your aura is too strong. Little Lingzhi is afraid of you, so it hides." Qingsong explained slowly, and then turned to Tianshui Lingzhi hiding behind him and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, these three evil men won't hurt you."
The tiny Tianshui Ganoderma's spiritual consciousness paused, and slightly probed out a little bit from Qingsong's spiritual consciousness.
"You can feel the aura of the two-legged beast in the front, right? Just like me, he is my companion." Qingsong introduced Ye Lu, who was in the front.
Perhaps Qingsong's words had a soothing effect, and Tianshui Ganoderma was no longer so fearful.
Tianshui's spiritual consciousness slowly emerged, a very small and fragile spiritual consciousness in mid-air.
Ye Lu looked at him, nodded, and asked patiently: "Do you still have any memory of your past?"
"Yes... a little bit!" A very small young boy's voice came from the spiritual consciousness in mid-air. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but it had a childish feeling.
"I can remember a little, but there is still a lot I can't remember."
"Because the little Ganoderma lucidum lacked its strange power for too long, its level dropped permanently and it also lost a lot of memory. It can only remember a little at the moment." Qingsong explained on behalf of Tianshui Ganoderma lucidum.
"Then do you still know your own abilities?" Ye Lu was concerned about whether Tianshui Ganoderma knew its own role.
Fortunately, Tianshui Lingzhi just lacked memory and didn't really become stupid.
The little boy's consciousness was silent for a while, and soon he answered incoherently: "Hands, hands, feet, feet! The role!"
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