A ghost-faced black stone, an image of the sea of ​​black stones.

There are few clues, but Chu Tianming enjoys reading them with relish. It seems that the amount of information contained in it is an extremely large amount.

Finally, Chu Tianming put away the ghost-faced black stone and unblocked the room.

When I opened the doors and windows, a ray of morning light came in. It was very warm, so warm that it seemed to dispel the coldness brought by the image of the Black Stone Sea.

Chu Tianming stretched lazily and walked out the door. Xiao Yin was already waiting there with a washbasin and a towel.

What a dedicated little maid. Chu Tianming smiled in his heart and went to wash his face.

After Chu Tianming washed up, Xiaoyin said excitedly: "Young master, I can sense three sources of energy!"

After Xiaoyin opened up the three core qi sources, he followed Chu Tianming's instructions and tried to explore different origins, but he did not rush to break through one by one. Now, she has sensed three qi sources. If she breaks through, she can also become a six-source cultivator.

Just like Zi Qiuyun, Liuyuan monks trained by being regarded as core disciples wherever they go.

But Chu Tianming was very calm. After hearing this, he just nodded lightly and said, "It's okay. When you can sense the four qi sources, take Zi Lei Source Liquid and break through together."

Although she did not receive Chu Tianming's praise, Xiaoyin was not disappointed. Instead, she thought about the problems in her cultivation.

Xiao Yin naturally had twelve percent of trust in Chu Tianming. When Chu Tianming asked her to break through, she felt that it was necessary to break through together. Hearing this, he responded respectfully: "Yes, young master."

Chu Tianming nodded and walked out of Wuwang Pavilion.

As soon as he left Wuwang Pavilion, a faint voice rang in Chu Tianming's ears, "Stir Brother, I'm waiting for you to bear the Fire Spirit Spikes are about to bear fruit!"

Chu Tianming looked over and saw Mu Lingqing in a blue gauze dress squatting in front of the pavilion. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

As soon as Mu Lingqing saw Chu Tianming come out, she looked up and looked over. Her beautiful eyes were filled with resentment.

"Oh? My fire spirit ears and blue river rice have grown?" Chu Tianming raised his eyebrows and quickly walked towards the stone steps, trying to go to the spiritual field.

Regarding Mu Lingqing's words, his focus seemed a bit clear.

Seeing that Chu Tianming was really going to Lingtian seriously, Mu Lingqing suddenly frowned and shouted: "Hey! Brother Stinky, I'm having fun with you!"

She followed her with a light step and said angrily: "You won't take it seriously, are you?"

Chu Tianming paused and said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether it is true or false."

Regardless of whether what Mu Lingqing said is true or not, Chu Tianming himself has to go to the fields. Since he wants to go, it doesn’t matter whether he takes it seriously or not.

Mu Lingqing was suddenly angry, and then he drooped his head, followed Chu Tianming, and walked towards the Lingtian together.

Mu Lingqing really has no way to do this smelly senior brother who doesn’t eat any set.

By the side of the Lingtian, the old man sweeping the floor had already lived there like an old farmer. When he saw Chu Tianming and Mu Lingqing coming, he laughed happily.

Chu Tianming said hello casually, took off his boots and tugged them into the ground barefoot, and then checked them one by one.

Chu Tianming looked at it very carefully, from the lines to the veins, without missing a trace of details.

After seeing the last plant, he clapped his hands and dusted off some of the soil.

These fire spirit ears and blue river rice have made a good momentum. The accumulation of 50,000 years has indeed given this spiritual field something different.

According to this trend, young ears can grow in less than a month.

Chu Tianming was quite satisfied with this growth.

"It should be possible to brew 'Daochong wine' before the opening of the 'Shu Xuan Realm'."

Suddenly, his eyes noticed a corner of the Lingtian.

There are several seedlings growing sparsely. The seedlings are of different varieties and grades. After they are planted in the spiritual field, they are already very hard to absorb spiritual power and nutrients, but their growth is still not optimistic and there is a possibility of wilting at any time.

Mu Lingqing had arrived on the ridge of the field at some point. She quickly took off her boots and went down to the ground and asked Chu Tianming: "Stir Brother Stinky, please see where the spiritual plants I planted are wrong, why don't they grow?"

Say it.

After leaving Qin Peak that day, Mu Lingqing went to Bailian Peak and Wudao Peak respectively, but Senior Sister Honglan of Bailian Peak was in seclusion, and the head of Wenzong of Wudao Peak was also in seclusion.

She had no choice but to go to several more divine peaks, but found that the masters of each peak were either in seclusion or had something to do. Finally, it was not until she went to Yao Peak that the leader of Yao Peak's acting peak gave her a tip and said that he would follow Chu Tianming well, so there was no need to ask more questions about anything else.

Mu Lingqing felt helpless when she was in the ashes everywhere, but since the head and the masters of each peak had invisibly agreed to Chu Tianming's status and power, it would be boring for her to take care of her more.

So she didn't care about it and studied the classics about the main peak spiritual field. Finally, the emperor paid off and she discovered some clues.

She studied the ancient patterns, carved them into different spiritual plant seeds, and then planted them into the ground.

Half a day passed, and the spiritual plant seeds indeed sprouted and sprouted, which made her very excited. However, after a night, the young sprouts of these spiritual plant still remained intact and seemed to have stopped growing.

Mu Lingqing was suddenly anxious. At that time, the sun had already risen on the east mountain, and there was a trace of white fish belly in the sky.

In the morning glow, an old man sweeping the floor was carrying a hoe and humming a tune, walking step by step.

She knew the sweeping old man on the main peak, so she went to seek help. With the guidance of the sweeping old man, she went to the Forget Pavilion to squat.

So the next few scenes came.

Chu Tianming looked at Mu Lingqing's anxious look, smiled and said, "No problem."

"Ah? No problem?" Mu Lingqing was stunned, and Qiu's eyes widened and said in disbelief, "How could it be fine? Brother Stinky, you shouldn't be jealous of my talent. You are afraid that I will plant better than you, so you deliberately didn't say it?"

Chu Tianming shook his head and laughed: "Just your skill in digging soil in just a few strokes is worth my jealousy?"

When Mu Lingqing heard the word "dig soil", he immediately became angry, raised his jade fist, and said angrily: "If you mention these two words again, do you believe it or not, I will hit you?"

Chu Tianming ignored her threat and commented lightly: "Your pattern has been portrayed in its early stages. Of course, it is mainly because it is quite simple. Secondly, the spiritual energy and nutrients of the entire spiritual field are now occupied by the fire spirit ears and blue river rice I planted. Naturally, the things you planted are not much, and it is normal to grow poorly."

Chu Tianming is still willing to give some advice to Mu Lingqing, the first person who sincerely studies Lingtian Xuanji.

Mu Lingqing said dissatisfiedly: "But Huo Lingzeng and Lanhe Rice are not even nine grades. They are much lower than the spiritual plants I plant. Why can't I snatch yours?"

Chu Tianming said lightly: "This has nothing to do with things, but with the brushwork that carves the array patterns. Obviously, your brushwork is far less powerful than mine."

"Stir Brother, you are so narcissistic!" Mu Lingqing rolled his eyes, but knew that Chu Tianming had indeed mentioned her.

Chu Tianming shrugged and said lightly: "It's just the truth."

On the evening of that day, Chu Tianming cooked the blood-colored horse. Mu Ling Qingqing had a good taste and also tasted it fresh.
Chapter completed!