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- From a distance, I saw a large pond, the water had dried up, leaving only silt. There are no plants growing on the mud, I don't know if they are dead or what.
"Did you find anything?" Dongfang Herring looked at it several times, but found nothing.
"The mud is moving, there must be something underneath, maybe it's something good." Wu Bao'er pointed to the mud, which was still very wet, and people couldn't be stepped on, otherwise it would sink immediately.
"There are rotting corpses or plants under the mud, which produce methane. When the methane rushes out, it will drive the mud to wriggle. This is the knowledge of junior high school chemistry class." The corner of Dongfang Herring's mouth twitched. He didn't study hard, but he still remembered it.
"I know this, but this piece of mud seems to be alive. It doesn't move at one point or two, but the whole body wriggles. Look, it's coming again!" Wu Baoer pointed to the pond.
The silt sinks like a sponge and then bulges up, up and down, like a sponge wave. Like the beating of a heart, and like the breathing of a giant beast, it is full of rhythm. This is obviously not something biogas can do.
Dongfang Qingyu knew that she had wrongly blamed Wu Baoer, and her brows split.
"Yin-Yang Sky Eye, open!"
The divine light shot out, and the mud suddenly had nothing to hide, and all the secrets were presented in front of his eyes. Dongfang Herring's eyes suddenly widened, looking extremely shocked. That expression, as if going up the mountain to graze cattle, woke up and saw the Seven Fairies taking a bath in the water.
"Brother-in-law, what is it?" Wu Baoer was curious, her big eyes blinking.
"Good thing!" Dongfang Qingyu excitedly picked up Wu Baoer and walked around, surprised and delighted: "This is the mud of flesh and blood, I didn't expect it to be bred!"
"Mud of flesh and blood? What stuff?" Wu Bao'er's face flushed slightly, her eyes drooped, and she didn't dare to look into Dongfang Herring's eyes. 强牺  读牺 this time Zhang Si
"How can I describe it? This is a precious medicine that is very beneficial to plants. It is hard to buy one or two. I have seen it in ancient books before, and I always thought it was something made out of thin air by alchemists and alchemists. It was just a bold assumption. , it¡¯s not real, I didn¡¯t expect it to be real.¡± Dongfang Herring rubbed his hands happily. Getting the mud of flesh and blood made him happier than getting the treasure.
"Then what are you waiting for, let's do it directly." Wu Baoer heard that it was a good thing, his eyes lit up, but soon became distressed: "There is so much mud, our space ring can't hold it!"
"Don't worry about this, I have a baby, and I can hold twice as much flesh and blood." Dongfang Herring laughed and opened the pastoral space.
"This is?" Wu Baoer saw the pastoral space of Dongfang Herring for the first time, and her eyes fell out. You can still operate like this, carry a piece of space with you, let¡¯s take the space with you, it¡¯s just an upgraded version of the space ring, the key is the plants in the space, each one is a rare plant. The value is not lower than treasures and forbidden spells.
Brother-in-law is a mobile treasure.
"Don't be dazed, do it!" Dongfang Herring handed her a hoe.
Wu Bao'er was very interested at first, but after half an hour, she was tired and said pitifully: "Brother-in-law, you don't need so much mud, it's pretty bad."
"A piece of mud is worth one gold coin." Dongfang Herring said. He was also tired, but the mud of flesh and blood existed in legends, if he missed this place, he probably would never meet again. Now that you have encountered it, you can't let it go, you must dig it all, and you have to do it even if you are tired.
Mud of flesh and blood is artificially refined and cannot be raised naturally. The refining conditions are harsh, requiring the blood of a hundred clans, the flesh of a hundred clans, and the soul of a hundred clans, all of which are indispensable. After being blended with various powerful medicines, after tens of millions of years of evolution, and withstood the test of time, it finally became a mud of flesh and blood. Don't say that he doesn't know the method, even if he knows, he can't refine it under the current conditions.
The mud of flesh and blood in this pond in front of him is probably the only one.
"Okay!" For the sake of money, Wu Baoer gritted her teeth and agreed.
An hour later, Dongfang Herring couldn't hold it anymore. Eat well, drink well, sleep well, and your physical fitness should be better, but without exercise, you are not as capable as before. Think about the time when you just entered the game, mining, five or six hours a day, seven or eight hours is no problem. It's only been an hour and my back hurts.
"Don't be idle, do it yourself if you want to eat!" For two hours, Dongfang Herring was unwilling to serve her, ghost hand vines, elf god trees, hibiscus trees, lucky trees In the pastoral space, anyone who has developed wisdom, Those who can understand the words, and those who can stick out the root system, obediently stick out the root system and roll the silt into the space.
Oriental herring threatens them. If they are not obedient, they will be transplanted out of the pastoral space.
This is the greatest threat to plantsThe love was entrusted to the great writer, which shows that the great writer is a trustworthy person. Since such a person has promised, it is impossible not to fulfill the promise. The ancients attached great importance to credibility, and they valued it more than life.
The possibility of leaving with seeds is very small, the biggest possibility is that the great writer is dead, so let's stop talking about it. However, things should not be that simple. If great writers were really so easy to hang up, they would not be respected by military officers, high priests and others.
Even if the great writer is really dead, then before he dies, some kind of arrangement must be made. Dongfang Herring believes that he has the means to make the wishes of the city lord and others come true.
"Awe-inspiring righteousness!"
Dongfang Herring suddenly shone with light, and the light shrouded the yard. Other things remained unchanged, only the grape trellises burst into green light, full of vitality.
"It turned out to be alive!" Wu Baoer was greatly surprised.
Dongfang Herring was equally astonished. He had scanned it with his Yin-Yang Sky Eye before, and confirmed that the grape trellis had dried up and had no life left. Unexpectedly, under the shining of Haoran's righteousness, the grape trellis came alive.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces Soon, the grape trellis grew green leaves again, and the yard suddenly became alive.
"Brother-in-law, is this grape the baby?" Wu Baoer asked.
Dongfang Herring did not speak, because the grapes were still growing and bearing fruit at an astonishing speed, a purple grape was hanging on the grape branch, one, only one, crystal clear like a gem.
"Brother-in-law¡ª" Wu Baoer's big eyes were curious.
Dongfang Herring signaled her not to speak, and continued to watch, the grapes fell from the branches automatically, and when they touched the ground, they shattered, a purple light flashed, and there was a treasure chest on the ground.
"Purple Gold Treasure Chest!" Wu Bao'er shouted.
The grapes fell to the ground, and the vines withered at an alarming rate. In a few seconds, the green leaves turned yellow, the green vines withered, and the exuberant vitality became lifeless and completely dead. make big make owl
"Brother-in-law, this¡ª" Wu Baoer was extremely shocked
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