Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

All he needs to do is follow his intuition to find it.

On this day, Lieshan's primordial spirit swept across a dry valley.

This valley is located between two mountains, at a high altitude, with little rainfall, and the land is so dry that it is almost cracked.

The valley was filled with all sorts of wild grasses, most of which were withered, yellow, and short, looking malnourished.

Lieshan originally did not intend to explore in detail, because he thought that since millet could "not be hungry after eating for a long time", it must grow in a place with fertile soil and abundant water.

But he paused, because the faint feeling he had in the "Compendium of Materia Medica" suddenly became stronger.

With a thought, Lie Shan landed in the valley.

The valley is long, winding its way into the distance.

Lieshan walked along the valley, exploring the surrounding plants as he went.

The further in you go, the drier the land becomes, and the sparser the vegetation.

Upon reaching the deepest part of the valley, Lieshan suddenly stopped.

His eyes widened suddenly.

Before him lay a vast, open expanse.

The open ground was covered with dense vegetation.

Those plants had thin but tough stems, and their leaves were long and narrow like willow leaves with a faint fuzz on the edges.

What's most eye-catching are the tassels at their tops, hanging loosely and swaying gently in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance.

黍！

It's millet!

Lieshan's eyes widened.

He searched for decades, traversing countless mountains and rivers, almost scouring the entire human territory, and finally...!

Finally found!

Moreover, it's not just one plant, not just a small patch, but an entire valley!

This valley is densely covered with millet, probably tens of thousands of plants!

Lieshan's eyes welled up with tears.

He crouched down and gently stroked the millet stalk closest to him.

Those slender yet resilient stems, those narrow, willow-like leaves, those downy edges, those drooping spikes...!

It is exactly the same as described in the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Lieshan carefully picked a bunch of ears of grain and placed them in his palm.

The spikelets are densely covered with many tiny, pale yellow, round and plump seeds.

He counted them; there were at least several hundred seeds on one ear of grain.

Lieshan took out a seed, put it in his mouth, and gently bit it open.

A faint sweetness spread in my mouth.

He closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes that occurred after the seed entered his body.

The energy of the seed is slowly released in the stomach, warm and lasting, though not as good as animal meat, but better than wild fruit.

It does not make one hungry.

It really is true!

Lieshan opened his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement.

But he did not rush into any reckless actions.

Because he knew that finding millet was only the first step.

The next step was even more important: he needed to understand the habits of millet and master its growth methods in order to prepare for large-scale cultivation in the tribe.

This takes time, patience, and daily observation and recording.

After Lieshan sent a message to the sovereign, indicating that he had found millet, he carved out a cave in the rock wall of the valley.

He settled down here.

In the first year, Lieshan spent an entire day observing all the millet in the valley.

He discovered that millet is an extremely resilient plant.

The land in this valley is dry and water is scarce, so most plants would find it difficult to survive.

But the millet grew perfectly well, and it covered the entire valley.

This shows that millet is highly adaptable to the environment and does not have high water requirements.

this is a good news.

This means that millet can be grown in many places where water resources are scarce.

In the days that followed, Lieshan observed the growth of the millet every day.

He discovered that millet has a shorter growth cycle than most plants.

Moreover, millet is not demanding in terms of soil requirements.

Lieshan found a clearing in the valley that was not occupied by millet, turned over the soil, and scattered seeds collected from other millet plants.

He would observe the millet field every day, recording the germination time of the seeds, their growth rate, and so on.

Lieshan collected the mature seeds, dried them in the sun, and then stored them.

From sprouting to maturity, it only takes one season.

He discovered that millet seeds, when dried and stored properly, would not rot for several years.

Over the course of more than ten years, he has observed and recorded more than thirty growth cycles of millet.

He mastered the methods of millet cultivation, knowing when it was best to sow and when it was most appropriate to harvest.

After harvesting all the millet in the valley, he left a small portion of seeds and returned to his ancestral land with the hopes of humanity.

"My Lord, I have returned."

"Where's the millet!" The ruler exclaimed excitedly as he looked at Lieshan.

With a wave of his hand, Lieshan conjured a pile of golden millet grains on the ground, glittering in the sunlight.

The sovereign looked at the pile of millet, reached out and grabbed a handful, placing it in his palm.

The millet grains are round and plump, heavy, and emit a faint fragrance.

"This is... millet?" The sovereign's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes." Lieshan nodded. "This is millet. I have been trying to grow it for more than ten years and have confirmed that it can keep you from going hungry, and it is easy to grow."

"And what about the output?" the sovereign asked.

Lieshan casually circled an area about one acre in size and said to the Lord, "The produce from this area can feed one person for more than half a year."

The sovereign stared blankly at the area circled by Lieshan.

Although he had never seen the specific yield of millet, he knew what it meant.

If only a small portion of the vast human territory were cultivated, no one would starve to death.

"Lieshan, you did very well." The sovereign patted Lieshan heavily on the shoulder. "What should be the next step?"

Lieshan smiled and said, "Notify the human tribes to send people to the ancestral land to collect seeds and learn the planting methods!"

The sovereign looked at Lieshan with some suspicion and asked, "Do you have enough seeds here?"

"enough!"

Seeing Lieshan's resolute expression, the chieftain nodded and summoned the people from various tribes once again.

After bidding farewell to the chieftain, Lieshan selected some ordinary people from the tribe and taught them the planting experience he had summarized.

The first batch of millet was sown and harvested in less than a season.

When the golden millet grains filled the drying ground, the entire ancestral land was abuzz with excitement.

Although the humans in their ancestral lands have no shortage of food, having an extra food source would reduce the number of times they hunt, which would mean a reduction in the possibility of casualties.

After arranging the planting in the ancestral land of the human race, Lieshan waved his hand outside the ancestral land and burned all the plants on the land within a radius of several miles. He wanted to prepare enough seeds for other tribes of the human race.

After he planted the seeds, he used his own magical power to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into spiritual rain to irrigate the seeds.

At Shouyang Mountain, Huanglong looked at the spiritual rain gathering at Lieshan Mountain and shook his head, "What a waste!"

Huang Long flicked his finger, and a beam of spiritual light shot out, instantly landing on Lie Shan.

While Lieshan was preparing rain, a divine power suddenly appeared in his mind: "Sweet Rain Technique!"