Yang's rise: gnawing on Sun Chengxian

"Father, let's plant the ginseng here. Grandpa, you are tired from going up the mountain. Please sit down and let your grandson help you pound it."

Yang Boqiao was greatly comforted: "Okay, okay, I'm really grandpa's good grandson, he is better than your father."

"Why am I a little confused? Who am I? Where am I? Is this the legendary scammer..." I was thinking as I dug with my shovel in my mind. What a miserable life!

Finally, after Yang Huairen took three breaks on the way, a large pit with a radius of three feet was finally dug.

After receiving the old man's instructions, Yang Huairen took the shovel and waved it vigorously at the bluestone cylinder, as if he wanted to wipe away today's grievances.

"Bang! Crack!"

The vat cracked open, and dirt and rocks flew into the air. Yang Hongyuan first laid a thick layer of spiritual soil from the Lingtian on the bottom of the pit.

Then according to the instructions of the spirit ultimatum, jade coins were placed in the five directions and four corners, and then the ginseng was moved into the seal.

At the same time, I irrigated a little with the water taken from the Li River. Unfortunately, there was no spiritual spring water, otherwise the effect would have been better.

Seeing Yang Hongyuan's magic sticks coming one after another, he couldn't help but scare Yang Boqiao. Maybe his grandson could really cultivate spiritual ginseng.

When everything was over, Yang Hongyuan couldn't help but sweat appeared on his forehead, and Yang Huairen collapsed directly on the ground. Yang Hongyuan said to Yang Boqiao:

"Grandpa, this ginseng does not need to be taken care of for half a year. Just let it grow on its own. After half a year, you can place a stone coin at the root every five days."

Yang Boqiao agreed as promised. After all, Shi Yangshu now consumes one jade coin every ten days, and one jade coin can only be exchanged for one hundred stone coins, so there is no need to care.

But Yang Hongyuan thought more. Most of the Lingmulberry trees in this world were reproduced from the Lingmulberry King tree in Sangzhou Lingyi Sect.

Then the ginseng species in this world are probably derived from the spiritual ginseng baby Guoguo in Tianxian Taoist Cave. It is just that Guoguo was trapped in Tianxian Cave, which led to the scarcity of spiritual ginseng in this world.

However, the research on spiritual ginseng in this world is shallow, and those who occasionally cultivate spiritual ginseng are mostly martial artist realm spiritual cultivators.

Due to lack of understanding of the habits of ginseng and lack of knowledge, it is natural that ginseng cannot be cultivated. If things go on like this, ginseng will naturally be ignored even more.

Only Yang Huairen was heard shouting: "Silly boy, what are you stunned for? We're going down the mountain. Today, daddy will take you to the Li River to have some fun."

"Thank you Daddy!"

Yang Hongyuan's crisp voice came out.

"When we get to Lixi, dad will thank you properly and let you know what father's authority is."

Yang Huairen thought of this and urged:

"I've been busy early in the morning and my body is all sweaty. Let's go quickly, go quickly, and go to Lixi River to wash up."

Qinshui River crosses Jinyu, Mengyu and Chenyu counties and is an extremely important river in the three southern counties of Yu County.

It is said that one can go directly to the overseas by going down the Qinshui River, but the ancestors of the Yang family have the highest level of cultivation. They are only in the warrior realm. They have not even left Yuzhou, let alone left the mainland to the outer sea.

Lixi River is a tributary of Qinshui River. The spiritual fields in the northern part of Chenyu County rely on its irrigation to support the spiritual farmers in several towns and villages.

At this time, Yang Huairen was a little dumbfounded. He saw Yang Hongyuan swimming or looking up in the Li River, sometimes diving into the bottom of the stream, sometimes jumping out of the water, splashing out splashes of water.

"I, I, what did I give birth to?"

"Yuan'er, you know how to swim, was it your grandpa who taught you how to swim?"

"Ah, daddy, this is called swimming. No one teaches me. This is what I am doing when I get down. I can walk just like I did when I was six months old."

Yang Huairen: "Well, well, Yuan'er is really amazing, amazing..."

He said that he could only go in together and wash off the sweat stains on his body, but he was not interested in it.Yang Hongyuan's voice came at the right time: "Dad, you were urging me just now. Now it's here, why are you so unhappy?"

Listening to his son's cute voice, Yang Huairen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The younger ones toss me at night, but they can't beat me. The older ones toss me during the day, and they can't beat me. . .too difficult
Listening to his son's sweet laughter, Yang Huairen felt nothing but knives. .puff.He pricked himself, and couldn't help shouting: "Yang Xiaodao, please stop pricking me!"

As soon as the words came out, both father and son were stunned, and then Yang Hongyuan burst into even more proud laughter.

Yang Hongyuan's happiness this time was not just about successfully stabbing his father with a knife. It is a child's nature to love to play, not to mention playing with water.

After playing for a while, Yang Hongyuan thought about trying to use the sea of ​​consciousness to connect the jade slate. After all, the bottom of the stream is also the earth, and it is also managed by the earth.

It's okay to take a closer look. It just consumes spiritual consciousness. It will recover automatically in a few days, just in case anything is discovered.

I saw Yang Hongyuan even more having fun, swimming from here to there, diving from one end to the other. Yang Huairen couldn't help but remind him:
"Yuan'er, don't swim too far, come here quickly."

"Dad, come here and stay with me."

"Hey, I am either a father or a son."

Thinking in his heart, he kept walking and swam towards his son.

At this moment, the light on the spiritual ultimatum loomed, and Yang Hongyuan instantly activated his spirit and swam forward following the guidance of the spiritual ultimatum. Yang Huairen, who was behind, had no choice but to continue to follow his son.

When Yang Huairen couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stop Yang Hongyuan, Yang Hongyuan suddenly stopped in a place with dense water plants.

This is the intersection of Li River and Qinshui River, and it has reached the scope of Qinghe Village.

"Dad, there is a group of spiritual fish here."

Yang Hongyuan said cautiously.

Yang Huairen hurriedly swam closer and said: "Yuan'er, are you sure that there are spirit fish in Li River? It is said that they swim in from the outer sea.

However, the number is rare, and only a handful of them have been caught. How can you be sure that there are spiritual fish here? "

"Dad, it may be related to my constitution. I am naturally sensitive to spiritual energy. I felt some spiritual energy fluctuations when I swam just now.

The source is in the water plants here. Dad, go back and call grandpa and the others over. I'll watch from here. "

"Yuan'er, how can I rest assured that you stay here by yourself? Besides, it takes a lot of time for me to go back and forth. It's not in vain that the spiritual fish have swam away. Why don't you let me in? Maybe I can catch a few more."

Yang Huairen said, adhering to the principle that ten birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand.

"My dear father, look at this place where Li River and Qinshui River meet. The current is very fast and only here is a gentle beach.

Moreover, the aquatic plants are abundant and the fish will not leave in a short period of time. Please go back quickly and bring your fishing gear. "

Yang Huairen couldn't resist his son, so at Yang Hongyuan's urging, he could only turn around and go back.

About an hour later, grandpa Zu came with his sixth grandpa Yang Chengming, seventh grandpa Yang Chengbo, and eighth grandpa Yang Chengwei each carrying a large net with fine mesh.

"Yuan'er, you found a group of spiritual fish, where are they?"

Eighth grandfather Yang Chengwei asked anxiously.

"It's in this waterweed!"

Yang Hongyuan's determined voice sounded.