Chu Tianming sat in front of the table in the pavilion, holding a small bag on his hand.

The mouth of the bag is slightly open, revealing some small particles that look like grain seeds. Part of these particles is crystal blue, like small and crystal clear rice grains, and part of them is fiery red, as big as half a fingernail, as if it contains sparks.

Chu Tianming took a crystal blue particle, held the ghost brush in his right hand, and carved strange patterns on the particles one by one.

Whenever the ghost brush strokes move, wisps of subtle spiritual energy merge into the particles in a strange way. When the patterns are carved, the patterns on the particles flash in the moonlight, as if they are injected into the soul.

Chu Tianming carved one by one, with no sign of fatigue in his eyes.

Soon, Xiaoyin came in quietly with a basin of water, gently placed it on the shelf beside the table, and whispered softly: "Young Master, it's late at night."

Chu Tianming put aside the carved particles and said with a smile: "It's consolidated very quickly. It's getting late, so go to bed first."

Xiaoyin said, "Young Master is not asleep yet."

Chu Tianming smiled, "Forget it, then you can wait for me for a while, it's almost done."

After saying that, he continued to carve the particles.

When most of the bright moon in the night sky was covered by clouds, Chu Tianming put down his ghost brush, stretched his waist, and said, "It's finished."

He got up and walked to the basin, washed his hands and wiped them clean.

"I said before that when you turn on three sources of energy, you will pass on a mental formula." Chu Tianming said in a systematic way, "I originally wanted to talk about it tomorrow, but since you are here now, you might as well pass on you in the moonlight."

When Xiaoyin heard this, her pretty face was filled with surprise.

Chu Tianming raised his hand and held it, and suddenly the bright moon in the sky was locked by Chu Tianming with a bunch of moonlight.

Yuehui gathered in Chu Tianming's hands, like a crescent moon. Then he spoke the truth, and every word was full of understanding and control of the great way. These bytes were too obscure and profound to Xiaoyin. If you hear them casually, you will be completely unable to understand them. Even your mind is easily disturbed.

The truth was integrated into the moonlight and turned into an supreme mental method. Chu Tianming took a look and was quite satisfied. Then he clicked casually and imprinted this mental method mantra into Xiao Yin's eyebrows.

"This mental method is created by me and is suitable for your clan to practice. I just modified it slightly to make it more suitable for your practice."

Xiao Yin felt like he had a treasure and was moved, and asked again: "Young Master, is there any name for this mental method?"

Chu Tianming thought for a while, looked up at the bright moon, his eyes seemed to travel through the void, saw the distant past, and saw the figure of the black stone sea, "Just call it... 'Huiyue Heart Method'."

"Huiyue's Heart Method..." Xiaoyin blinked his silver eyes and murmured twice.

She didn't know that the name of this mental method came from one of her ancestors.

"Okay, go to bed." Chu Tianming rubbed Xiaoyin's hair and smiled, "You can experience this 'Huiyue Heart Method' in the past few days. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me anytime. When the seeds are finished, you will go to Qinfeng with me. I will help you select some classics, you can take a look first."

"Mr. Xie." Xiaoyin smiled happily, then left with a basin of water.

Chu Tianming looked at Xiaoyin's back and smiled, then his eyes fell on the particles on the table, and a little expectation appeared in his eyes.

"I haven't drunk 'Daochong wine' for a long time."

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The next day, the wasteland.

Chu Tianming distributed the carved crystal grains to the groom and the sweeper, and then carried hoes and took a corner of each and began to work hard and sow seeds.

As soon as the crystal grains entered the ground, a water line flew over from the canal next to the ridge and poured into the small soil bun. In just a few breaths, a new bud broke out from the ground.

This new bud is tender green, and there is a unique pattern in the bud. As soon as it breaks through the ground, it frantically absorbs the spiritual energy and nutrients from the wasteland and grows with all its strength.

Of course, no matter how it absorbs it, the spiritual energy and nutrients are just a tiny bit of it to the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of wasteland.

The old man sweeping the floor watched the young buds break out of the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, saying, "How wonderful, it's really a good fortune!"

Chu Tianming shook his head and said, "No luck is there, just a path."

The groom looked at it carefully with a crystal grain, and said to himself: "What kind of seed is this particle? Is it able to germinate and grow because of the speciality of the seed itself, or because of the patterns in it? This patterns..."

The groom couldn't understand the pattern, but he instantly knew that it was written by Chu Tianming.

Before he met Chu Tianming, he asked himself that he knew a lot and had some knowledge in his stomach. However, after meeting Chu Tianming, he truly understood what it means to look at the sky in a frog in a well.

The old man sweeping the floor couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Chu, can you give me some advice on the metaphysics?"

Chu Tianming did not have any care. Although he did not have much feelings for the current Wenzong, this was a sect he established with the girl. It would be understandable to give a little guidance to his descendants. Moreover, although this wasteland is good, it is nothing more than a piece of land for him.

Earth is used to grow things. Earth is in Wenzong, so it was naturally what he intended to leave behind.

Chu Tianming shook the crystal grains in his hand and said, "These are the seeds of Fire Spirit Ears and Blue River Rice. Apart from carefully selected, there is nothing special."

Fire Spirit Spikes and Blue River Rice are both very common spiritual plants in the cultivation world, and their status is no different from high-quality rice in the mortal world.

When the groom and the sweeper heard this, they immediately understood that the lines carved inside the seeds were the key to the problem.

Chu Tianming took out a seed of the Fire Spirit Epile and clicked it casually, and the patterns inside bloomed like a small firework.

Then he squatted down, reached out and placed his hand on the soil in the wasteland, and pressed it lightly.

Wow!

I saw countless light patterns spreading out in all directions with Chu Tianming's palm as the center.

The entire wasteland is like a mold that has been printed long ago. Light is transmitted in the mold, forming the light traces under Chu Tianming's palm.

The light traces flashed like a firework on the ground.

The old man sweeping the floor suddenly discovered that the light patterns in the wasteland were somewhat similar to those in the seeds.

Chu Tianming took back his palm and said lightly: "The two patterns are not the same, but they reveal the same origin and echo each other. Only when the seeds of the patterns are carved can they grow in the wasteland."

This is also a ban that Chu Tianming left in the wasteland at the beginning, preventing the wasteland from being continuously exploited by unscrupulous descendants. But now it seems that although later generations cannot exploit it, they are indeed not capable. As a huge Wenzong, there is not even a person who has understood the mystery of the patterns.

After hearing this, the old man sweeping the floor couldn't help but fall into silence. But in his heart, he sighed a long time.

After the knowledge here is explained thoroughly, it becomes very simple. Unfortunately, people from all generations of Wenzong only thought about how to obtain resources in the wasteland, but none of them thought of studying the wasteland itself.

No matter how stupid the old man sweeping the floor understands that this pattern itself is an amazing wealth no less than that of Taoist sect, but Wenzong never came to study it.
Chapter completed!