Fu Yikang took out a few seeds from the bag.

The seeds are oval, with burrs at the corners, and a slight purple ray on the outer shell.

There are about ninety-nine pills in the bag, and the variety is the same.

However.

Fu Yikang looked puzzled:

"What seed is this?"

His mother's family is a spiritual planting family.

Therefore.

For the Fu family, Fu Yikang's spiritual planting knowledge should be the most systematic and comprehensive. In addition, he followed his fifth sister-in-law to manage the Wanhua Valley in the southern wilderness as soon as he was born, so he was well-informed.

But.

The seeds in this bag.

He actually never saw it.

This suddenly aroused his curiosity.

Almost instinctive.

He poured out all the seeds, and then began to select them one by one according to the quality, divided into seven grades, and the last one was temporarily settled in the big numbers, with a total of twenty-seven grains, sixth grade five grades, fourth grade twelve grains, threeth grade ten grains, twoth grade eight grains, and only two first grade.

"Did I let me plant this seed?"

Fu Yikang looked at the different species classified on the desk, and then looked at the acre of spiritual fields outside the thatched hut.

In this illusion.

Anyway, he couldn't get out, so he just gave it a try.

He planned to try the last twenty-seven pieces he had to wait first.

Cultivate spiritual plants.

The most important step is breeding.

After soaking the seeds in the spirit well.

Fu Yikang came to the spiritual field.

I plan to take the next step, Feitian.

I saw him clasping his hands, but there was no spiritual energy condensation between his hands:

"This... Is the true energy in this illusion?"

If you can't use magic, you can only go back to the house and take out the spirit hoe, honestly turn over the spiritual field with one piece of soil and one piece of soil, and divide a mud into four rows, leaving a gap between the plum tree, then smash the solidified mud balls, and then pull up from the spiritual well to water the spiritual water.

One acre of land.

If a monk uses magic, it doesn't take half a cup of tea to finish it.

However, using only the force to turn it around makes people so tired that they almost broke their waists. It probably took at least two days to take place. At this time, the seeds soaked in the spiritual water had already sprouted.

in.

Of the twenty-seven, seven of them are bad embryos.

Fu Yikang sprinkled 20 germinated seeds, five of which were sprinkled in each row. He planted the last seed under his hand, straightened up and looked back, but he saw that the first seed had taken root and sprouted and grew three feet tall. The tall trunks were covered with branches and lush branches:

"Why does it grow so fast?"

This is obviously different from the planting growth rate in reality.

Fu Yikang was stunned.

The green leaves began to wither and turn yellow, and after a few breaths, they turned into dead branches and leaves, rotting in the spiritual field, turning into flower fertilizer. None of the twenty seeds were spared, and the completed spiritual field trembled for a moment and returned to its original appearance, which had not yet been cultivated. Obviously, this was a failure in planting and needed to start over:

"The fertility of Lingtian is too strong"

Fu Yikang quickly recorded the situation when the strange seeds were just planted.

After reclaiming the spiritual field this time, he only watered three buckets of spiritual water, and then took the sixth-level seeds. This time, the growth rate of the spiritual plant slowed down, but before it could grow, the tender leaves began to wither and yellow. Fu Yikang thought carefully and looked up at the sky. There was no sun in sight, and it was obvious that it was lacking in light.

This kind of seed is a positive spiritual plant.
Chapter completed!