After returning home, Yang Cheng first coded out two chapters and saved the manuscript, and then began to think about how to live in Youya Ridge. A favorable condition is that Youya Ridge still belongs to their village. If they want to contract it, it is easier to talk to the village director.
"However, with Yang Cheng's manuscript fee for writing novels, it is only possible to make up for the contract fee in a dream.
After thinking for a long time, Yang Cheng suddenly slapped himself in the face and cursed himself for being confused. If you want to live in Youya Ridge, you just need to find a place with the most beautiful scenery first. It doesn't necessarily have to be all contracted.
There is no rush to do this, I have to wait until I get started in cultivation before I consider it. As for the cost, if you contract a place, it probably won't cost much. By then, the fees collected should be enough to set up a flower and tree therapy company with Yang Dehai.
With nothing else to do now, Yang Chengcheng asked Yue Ji to let her lead Qing'er to play and not go to his room, while he himself entered the Wood Spirit Pearl to practice.
With Gou Mang's explanation, it was much easier for Yang Cheng to practice. After these two days of hard work, he had already figured out a few ways. After entering the Wood Spirit Pearl, he did not rush to practice, but first took a look at the flowers around the wooden house.
At that time, he watered those flowers with the essence of wood. When you are outside, you only need to use a few drops to restore the vitality of those cedars. How will these flowers behave after absorbing so much of the essence of the wood?
Standing in front of the flower bed and looking at it, Yang Cheng was a little surprised. Those flowers have no other changes except that they bloom more beautifully. "What's going on?" Yang Cheng asked strangely. It's just that no one can give him the answer, he has to explore everything by himself.
After thinking for a long time but unable to come up with a reason, Yang Cheng had no choice but to give up. Just when he turned around to enter the wooden house, he was attracted by a strange phenomenon. He couldn't help but stop and look carefully.
The flowers in the flower bed are as big as the mouth of a bowl in bloom. In the middle of the flower, a bright and huge dewdrop is focused. In fact, it shouldn't be called dewdrops, it can be called a small puddle.
It is normal for flowers to have dewdrops on them, so Yang Cheng didn¡¯t pay too much attention when he saw it just now. But when he turned around, he realized that there was a puddle of dew in every flower in the flower bed, and he still became curious.
The flowers are placed there like bowls, and inside, they are filled with water. If you don¡¯t feel weird when you see this situation, it can only be said that Yang Cheng is too nervous.
"What's the use of this dew?" Yang Cheng's mind was spinning rapidly. This wood spirit bead was quite magical. Even the water in the pond that he thought was used to water the flowers was actually the essence of wood. So what could be the dew brewed from the flowers?
Thinking about it, Yang Cheng ran into the wooden house and took out a tea bowl. Take the underside of the flower and gently pull the flower so that the dew in the center of the flower flows into the tea bowl.
Put it under your nose and smell it, it¡¯s odorless. Yang Cheng smiled to himself, knowing that his guess was wrong. He had just thought about whether the dew would become perfume. Looking at the flowers in the flower bed again, another thought came to Yang Cheng's mind.
There are ten colors of flowers, and there are ten flowers in each color. There are exactly one hundred flowers in this flower bed. What would it look like if all these dews were collected together? Or what happens if each color is mixed together in different proportions?
As soon as he thought of it, Yang Cheng went to the house to take out the teapot, took one flower of each color and put the dew into the teapot, just enough to fill the teapot.
As soon as the dew and water were mixed together, a rich aroma emanated from the pot. Although Yang Cheng is not proficient in these aromas, he can still tell that this aroma should be a tea aroma.
I remember that when he first entered Mu Lingzhu, Jumang was tasting tea, and even handed him a cup of tea to drink. The smell is the same as the smell coming out of the teapot now.
"It turns out that it needs to be mixed to be useful." Yang Cheng nodded secretly and wrote it down. After mixing it with other proportions, it will still become tea, but the specific aroma will be different. Because there happened to be a hundred flowers in this flower bed, Yang Cheng thought about it and named this pot of tea Baihuaqing.
I ran to the other side of the wooden house and the back of the house and looked at the other two flower beds. However, there were only flowers in bloom and no dew forming. This made Yang Cheng's idea go awry again. Perhaps these two places have other uses that have not yet been developed.
"Just looking at the flower bed, the dew generated by a hundred flowers is not very fast. At that speed, more than a dozen pots of tea can be prepared in one day. Of course, it would be enough if Yang Cheng drank it himself.
Putting these things aside for the time being, what Yang Cheng needs to do is to calm down and carefullyStudy the Changchun Jue carefully and try to get started with it in the shortest possible time.
Go to the wooden house, sit cross-legged, drink a cup of freshly prepared Baihua Qing to calm down your mind, and then follow Ju Mang's words and imagine that a gas is generated in your body, and then circulates along the veins.
Like a gurgling stream, the gas is constantly flowing in his body. The gas formed a cycle along the veins introduced by Ju Mang, washing Yang Cheng's body over and over again, washing his body.
Sitting there, Yang Cheng felt as if a ball of fire was jumping and pulsating in his body. There was a heat from inside that was forced out of the body, making him sweat all over his body, and his whole body was soaked in the sweat.
Gradually, Yang Cheng was immersed in it, and his whole person became confused, as if he was wandering outside his body. In the groggy state, he was no longer confused by external objects. He only felt that he was floating in a void of air.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but when Yang Cheng woke up, he realized that he was still sitting cross-legged in the wooden house. But there was a sticky feeling on his body, and there were waves of foul smell.
As an online novel author, Yang Cheng is of course also a reader. There are such descriptions in a large number of books, which can let him know that the occurrence of this situation means that his cultivation has made qualitative progress.
"Is this the beginning of cultivating immortals?" Yang Cheng asked. Take a look at your own situation against the standards introduced to him by Jumang. The most important point is that after getting started in cultivating immortals, you can absorb telekinesis.
In fact, it is not difficult to cultivate immortality. There are only two heavens inside and outside the door. Once you step inside the door, there is a road leading to the sky, just keep walking. However, when walking, you need the support of strength, or you need to be able to live forever. And this supporting force is the power of thought.
"What is telepathy?" Ju Mang once told Yang Cheng. The general meaning is other people's evaluation of oneself, such as gratitude, envy, hatred, fear, etc. Overall, it is divided into two types: positive evaluation and negative evaluation. If you absorb positive comments, you will become an immortal; if you absorb negative comments, you will become a devil.
Absorbing mind power to form immortal power (or demonic power) can be used to suppress the opponent's spirit during battles, and can also increase one's lifespan and allow one to go further on the road of cultivation.
Now Yang Cheng's body needs a good cleanse, but the entire pool of water outside is the essence of wood, and of course he won't waste it anymore. In a flash, he came out of the wooden spirit bead, quickly picked up a bucket of water and carried it to the backyard.
After a short while, he took off his clothes and threw them aside. They were already soaked with sweat, and they were also covered with dirt that was as black as oil and smelled bad. odor.
And there was more black sludge on Yang Cheng's body, as if he had jumped naked into a smelly mud puddle and rolled a few times. Get water from the bucket and wash it over your body, scrubbing it over and over again until all the dirt is washed away. But the fishy smell is still there.
Seeing that the water in the bucket had bottomed out, Yang Cheng rushed to the front yard naked and carrying the bucket without even thinking about it. When he came out just now, he didn't find Yueji and Qing'er. It seemed that they had gone out to play. Yang Cheng is the only one at home now, so it's okay to be naked.
After fetching another bucket of water, Yang Cheng rinsed it again, only to feel that all the smell on his body had been washed away, and the stench could no longer be smelled. This time, Yang Cheng was so happy that he even hummed a ditty. Naturally, he didn't notice the two creaking sounds of the courtyard door.
Yang Cheng made two trips back and forth from the front yard to the backyard, but he forgot to bring two pieces of clothes to put on after taking a shower. Now that I have finished rinsing, I have no choice but to walk forward with my butt naked.
"Fortunately Yueji and Qing'er are not at home." Yang Cheng thought as he walked.
"Wow!"
As soon as he turned out of the passage from the backyard to the front yard, Yang Chengcheng heard a shout, and then a figure jumped in front of him.
"Ah!" Yang Cheng was startled, and his hands naturally moved to his chest to take precautions. But he forgot that he was naked now, and the most important thing to protect was the lower part of the body, not the chest.
"Yeah!" A louder shout came out, almost deafening Yang Cheng's ears.
Qing'er shouted and covered her eyes. His face turned red, feeling extremely shy and a little curious, so he spread his fingers a little, and his eyes revealed a light from inside, and glanced at Yang Cheng's lower body.
How could she have thought that Yang Cheng would come out from behind naked. She is now thirteen or fourteen years old, in the budding stage of youth, and girls mature prematurely. Although she grew up in the countryside,They go to ?? schools, but now that society has developed information, they are now exposed to most of the knowledge.
Of course you know what the place underneath a man is for. I have only seen it from children, and they were all in the state of small bean sprouts. Now suddenly I found that the small bean sprouts turned into big radish. For a moment, my mind couldn't turn around, so I had to express the surprise by screaming. .
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