The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 342 Ups and downs, crazy ideas

After searching for a while, Shui Jianji gave up completely, and Murong Chuan was also very helpless.

There is no trace to be found at all, not to mention the endless sea of ​​rice, and the gentle breeze blowing constantly, it is almost impossible to find someone.

If you can fly to the sky and look down, the situation will be clear at a glance, but it will also expose your whereabouts.

Even if it happened not to be exposed, Murong Chuan was not sure that he would not be attacked by giant eagles when he flew up to the sky.

From the cautiousness of the man in black, it can be seen that Daohai is not a safe area, and there are probably various dangers lurking.

"Have you seen this rice?"

Unable to track down the man in black, Murong Chuan shifted his target to the rice.

Those rice plants are extremely miraculous, and Murong Chuan even deliberately tested their toughness, which is comparable to a magic weapon.

"The stems and leaves are comparable to divine iron and magic weapons, and the fruit is not so heaven-defying. It takes such good teeth to chew."

Murong Chuan groaned, while Shui Jianji frowned, bent an ear of rice to observe carefully, and her eyes also showed solemnity and disbelief.

"In the legend, the evil god Zidi is moody, but he likes to refine magic weapons.

It's just that he has a weird personality and doesn't like to collect all kinds of messy materials, so he suddenly thought of planting refining materials. "

Shui Jianji's just two words made Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao's eyes widen, and they stared at the endless rice sea in disbelief, their eyes were full of greed and madness.

"However, there are no such plants in the world, even the Feng family, who is famous for controlling animals and planting grass, dare not have such a crazy idea.

Tiancaidibao requires a specific environment, as well as special opportunities and luck, and cannot be planted and harvested like rice.

If it can be really successful, then there is no need for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and all the monks should be farmers. "

Shui Jianji was a failure, and she slapped the greedy heart that had just risen into the bottom of the valley.

The sadness on the faces of Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao was as distressing as a boiled duck flying away, and they looked like husband and wife.

"However, the evil god Zidi is a generation of great emperors, and how can ordinary monks understand such a magnificent talent.

He found a different way, coupled with his paranoid personality, he really made a name for himself. "

In Murong Chuan's life, the word he likes to hear the most is "but", and the word he hates the most is "but".

As soon as the word "but" was uttered, Murong Chuan's mood immediately improved, and his greed rose like a flame, and he was about to start harvesting the rice fields.

"However, Zidi's request is against the way of heaven. The rarity of natural materials and earthly treasures is doomed. It is impossible to mass-produce, let alone plant..."

This ups and downs of the story almost shook Murong Chuan out of a nervous breakdown, he hastily stopped and said:

"Eldest sister, can you give me a letter, whether Zidi succeeded or not."

Shui Jianji was stunned for a moment, and said: "Zi Emperor Qiongji has never succeeded in his whole life."

The greedy Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao, who was led by him, both let out a long sigh of relief.

The unhappiness and sorrow in those eyes made Shui Jianji vaguely feel that she had ruined their dream.

"Although Zidi did not succeed, there was a genius at the same time as him, who turned the original failed research around."

Shui Jianji's serious explanation made the two people interested again, but their expressions were obviously ugly.

This up and down, startled and quick chatting style almost shook them out of their insanity, and it was absolutely impossible to say that they had no opinion.

But mastering the information means mastering the initiative. Whoever let others know the whole story of the secret, even if they are teasing them, they will bear it.

"Sister, I care about my baby, can we chat gently? Your way of chatting with twists and turns makes my little heart unbearable."

Murong Chuan complained sadly, and Shui Jianji vaguely felt that it was too much, but she really didn't want to make fun of it.

It's just that Murong Chuan yawned, and every time he interrupted and asked questions, he always asked Kan'er, and he would interrupt and interrupt every time before a turning point, so who can blame for such consequences.

"Then shut up, you didn't ask for it."

Shui Jianji's domineering reprimand made Murong Chuan lose his temper, and Shang Yuyao secretly applauded, as if seeing Murong Chuan suffer, she would be very happy.

"The man's name is Lu Bai, and his strength has reached the level of a quasi-emperor. It is said that he likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, and misses the fields and gardens. He is a rare genius in the world.

If it wasn't for Zi Di Cheng being in front of him, he would also be able to prove the way and become emperor, but the time is not right, even if he is extremely talented, it will be in vain.

Zidi's idea of ​​planting divine iron treasures was very novel. At that time, everyone felt that Zidi was crazy. Only Lu Bai not only didn't find it ridiculous, but also came up with a solution. "

Shui Jianji looked at the two of them with burning eyes, and Murong Chuan scratched her head anxiously, but Shui Jianji was still not in a hurry.

"The solution is also very simple. It is impossible for plants to absorb nutrients from the earth to produce divine iron treasures.

But instead of absorbing the soil of the earth, what about absorbing spiritual weapons and magic weapons?

If one can cultivate a plant that absorbs the spiritual weapon, and after the spiritual weapon is decomposed and absorbed, the plant will be fused, purified, and combined into various divine iron treasures. "

Following Shui Jianji's brief explanation, both Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao opened their mouths in astonishment, feeling that their brains were not enough.

What a crazy brain, what a crazy obsession, to come up with the idea of ​​planting divine iron.

It's fine to come up with an idea, but there are still people who can solve the problem, and it's really planted the magic iron and precious materials.

"You, you mean, this endless sea of ​​rice is actually a plant cultivated by Zidi, which can produce divine iron?"

Murong Chuan was inexplicably excited, but Shui Jianji shook her head and explained: "These are not, to be exact, they are only half-finished products."

Murong Chuan was stunned, and then pulled an ear of rice and peeled it off. The rice grains inside were colorful and blurred, like a magic weapon with excellent light and shadow effects.

"Look at these rices, each grain is like a gemstone, and the colors are various. It doesn't look like ordinary rice."

Murong Chuan asked with some puzzlement, Shui Jianji stretched out her slender fingers, peeled off a grain of rice and put it in her mouth to chew carefully, bursts of fragrance filled the air.

Murong Chuan was dumbfounded again, the rice was clearly like a gemstone, not only could it chew the fragrance, but it also had a faint vitality and spiritual power fluctuations.

"This is?"

Murong Chuan's eyes widened with excitement, Shui Jianji smiled and said:

"The semi-finished product cultivated by Lu Bai did not produce the desired divine iron material, but produced rice full of vitality.

Everyone in the world knows about spiritual grass and spiritual fruit, but they don't know that there is another kind of spiritual plant.

Although it is not as good as spiritual grass and spiritual fruit, it is superior in that it can be grown in large quantities and does not require a very harsh environment.

The most important thing is that if a monk uses Lingmi from birth, it will accumulate strong vitality over time, and it will not have any side effects like spirit grass and spirit fruit.

Although the vitality content is far less than that of spirit grass, it is better than accumulating over a long period of time. It can not only relieve the monk's desire to talk, but also not produce other impurities in the body.

It's just that Lu Bai, as the quasi-emperor at that time, didn't think much of the value of Lingmi, so it was buried for a long time.

It wasn't until later that a patriarch of the Zi family found Lingmi in the corner of the treasury, and it has been passed down in the Huanggu family ever since. "