Wet viviparity

Chapter 347 Hoe, Planting Peach Branches
The springs between the peaks gurgle out from the depths of the peaks, like silver threads hanging down, winding around the rocks and passing through the forest.

Ji Ming was carrying a hoe, wearing a bamboo hat, with a lacquered leather gourd on his waist, and he was walking leisurely against the flowing spring.

The sound of the flowing spring was as clear and melodious as the sound of pearls falling on a jade plate. The vegetation along the way was moist and green, making the spring water even more transparent. Ji Ming couldn't help but take a few sips to drink, it was very sweet.

"This path was opened for me,

This flower was planted for me.

If you want to pass through this place, I will give you some money for asking for directions.

"

Chanting a little tune, Ji Ming walked slowly in the forest, searching for the source of the spring.

“Great place, great place.”

Putting down the hoe on his shoulder, Ji Ming sat down on the grass field. He put down the gourd, stretched himself, and enjoyed the scenery, which was the result of his hard work.

I saw the reflection of the spring in the sun, sparkling like pieces of gold.

Occasionally, mountain birds fly by, creating ripples on the water, making the water seem more lively.

Looking at the traces of water, one can judge that this spring gushed out from underground after three sweet rains, and it nourished all the creatures in the mountains. It is truly a spiritual spring.

Many wild animals and birds have migrated here from the surrounding areas and are playing and chasing each other beside the spring.

Ji Ming nodded secretly. This place was better than the others he had found before. It was just right for planting the peach branches he had picked from the Xiantian Panqu sacred tree.

After planting and raising the peach branches, the burden in my heart was somewhat lightened, and I could plan for the next thing, the master's way of training and rebirth, including the "Peace Society" that was popular on the mountain.

All in all, there are not many days left until the Taiping Conference.

Ji Ming picked up a hoe and dug the soil beside the spring. Soon he had dug a hole.

At this time, Shu Si came back from outside the peak and saw Ji Ming hoeing the soil. He hurried forward and wanted to take the hoe from Ji Ming's hand, but was stopped by Ji Ming.

"The master once said that cultivation requires alternating periods of relaxation and respite. Hoeing the land is my way of relaxing."

Ji Ming dug a few more times, looking at the earth pit with great satisfaction. Thinking of Wen Daoyu who had been sent away, he asked Shu Si, "Do you think he can understand what I mean?"

"can!"

Shu Si said affirmatively.

"Those who are granted the Three Treasures of Taoism are not ordinary people, and he is also a scheming person."

Shu Si looked at his master and said worriedly, "According to what you said, the Mountain Society "Toad" is directly controlled by that Taoist master. You took the initiative to tell him about your use of violence to force Wen Daoyu to surrender. It was really a risky move."

"Yes!"

Ji Ming nodded and said, "It is indeed dangerous, but it is worth it."

Shu Si said: "What if that Taoist is not as magnanimous and broad-minded as you expected, or if he senses your temptation to him, the consequences may be..."

Ji Ming planted the peach branches, compacted the surrounding soil, and sprinkled the spiritual water that he had bought at a high price from the gourd little by little.

“In times of disaster, the upper government will definitely delegate authority, and the strict mountain rules will be relaxed a little.

The only question now is how much power to delegate, and how much outrageous behavior the mountain rules will tolerate, which is also the standard I use to measure the size of the disaster.

Following the master's train of thought, Shu Si tried to speculate, and said: "If it is just targeting the Panku Mountain, with the profound foundation of the mountain, there is naturally no need to delegate too much power.

But if we add the Five Colored Demon Village under the Nanmu Mountain, maybe we can let some go, but I'm afraid it will be limited."

"What if we include the Yunyu Temple?"

Ji Ming put down the gourd in his hand and asked.

"How is that possible?" Shu Si retorted subconsciously, "Since the great event of 'the sky tilted to the southwest and the Milky Way hung upside down' during the Tian Zhou period, the temple in Luoyin Lake has always existed, going through the changes of dynasties.

There were countless gods and ghosts living in the temple, and they controlled the wind and rain on the lake.

Tianhe Peak on the mountain has been cultivating the lake for many years, and has caused the death of many disciples, but it is still unable to do anything to the Yunyu Temple."

"Watch it!
Once disaster strikes, many things are beyond our control." Ji Ming said.

For Ji Ming, it is worthwhile to test it with the help of Wen Daoyu, as the rewards are far greater than the risks.

From Lu Daojun's feedback, he could also infer a lot of information, which would be very helpful for his future planning and could help him avoid many detours and forks in the road.

As for the possibility of offending the Taoist, there is no such thing as offending or not offending when doing things.

Beside the flowing spring, a peach branch has been planted. Although it is called a branch, it is actually as thick as a forearm and three feet long. After all, it was broken off from a winding sacred tree that covers a thousand miles.

This peach branch has been planted here, and it will take many years before it can be harvested.

When practicing cultivation, one does not count the years. Ji Ming only hopes that a hundred years later, he will be able to eat fresh, crisp peaches from the tree where this peach branch grew.

Thinking of this, Ji Ming put the gourd away, picked up his hoe, and started back from the flowing spring. A mist gradually rose under his feet, and he sang softly:

"Listening to the music while governing, working in the fields, strolling slowly in the fields by the water.

Selling fruits for tea, singing and entertaining oneself.

The green fields are warm in spring, I lie on the grass path facing the wind and dream of the setting sun.

To find a peach orchard, I crossed the stream and climbed the hills, holding a hoe and trimming the dense branches.

He picked a full basket, recited poems in the town, and exchanged them for several buckets of millet.

There is no dispute and the market price is flat.

He is ignorant of tricks and schemes, has no gains or losses, and lives out his life in peace.

When we meet, we are either gods or immortals, chatting and praising "The Heavens". "

Shu Si stood there and watched his master fly away with the Wuyu Huyundou. He sighed inwardly that only his master Lingxu could use this unorthodox remnant of treasure so freely and unrestrainedly.

Then, Shu Si leaned down and started to take care of the place bit by bit.

Xiaosa and Xiaoyao were not left to him. The peach branches were planted, but the subsequent cultivation work was all his.

Shu Si thought that if the Second Gentleman was free, he would need to invite him to set up a formation here. In the future, some mortals would definitely come here accidentally, and it would be bad if the spiritual peach trees were damaged.

After planting the peach branches, Ji Ming did not return to the cave, but wandered around the mountain on Doubao. He summoned the mountain ghost, the hedgehog spirit, and kept him by his side so that he could question him at any time.

When owning a sacred mountain like Yanxu Mountain, the first thing to do is not to retreat or plant trees, but to visit neighbors and explore the resources in the mountain so as to have a better understanding.

Although the mountain's geological veins were different before, there are still many monsters living in it. The crocodile monster that was subdued by Ji Ming in his early years is an example.

Under the guidance of the mountain ghost, Ji Ming visited them one by one.

Ji Ming did not make things difficult for those who were devoted to guiding the demons and whose bodies were spotless. However, anyone who had used blood as food or eaten humans would be killed on the spot. Maybe he could gain some good karma from it.

After walking around the mountain, the mountain ghosts that were accompanying them were trembling with fear and almost wanted to escape. Fortunately, there were not many monsters in the mountains, so they finished their visit quickly.

"Great Immortal!"

After seeing the monk's thunderous methods, the mountain ghost was already nervous, and he bowed and said, "There are two good places in this mountain. One is Moxiu Lake at the western foot of the mountain.

There are some lake shells here. If they are managed properly, two or three buckets of shell pearls can be harvested every year.

The second is the Shangyu Mine in the north of the mountain. This mine is rich in metals and has been often mined and refined by righteous people who have come here in the past.

According to the older generation, there was a Sanzhen in the previous dynasty who lived here for a period of time and specially built a fire room under the mine in order to quench the elite of hardware. "

According to what the mountain ghost said, Ji Ming looked in two places and found that it was indeed true.

However, the mining chamber in the Shangyu Mine had already collapsed in the earthquake, and it might have to be rebuilt in the future.

After touring Yanxu Mountain, Ji Ming returned to the Yuping Peak's Xishi Cave. Next to the Huigen Bamboo in the cave, a few more bamboo shoots sprouted, and his Echo Ghost was meditating under the bamboo.

Sitting under the bamboo, illuminated by the Buddha's light of the wisdom bamboo, Ji Ming thought of Qian Geng. Calculating the time, he would be back soon.

(End of this chapter)