Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 95

With the bamboo basket on his back and the saber in his hand, Chu Mu set off again.

Stop and go in the mountains, or stop to collect medicine, or stop to sense the changes of qi and blood.

The basket was slowly filling up, and Chu Mu's expression became more and more puzzled.

Traveling through the mountains, every time I sensed the blood and energy, almost without exception, the blood and energy in the body became active a little.

The huge goose-shaped mountain is lush and lush, and the dense forest is deep and deep. There is no specific goal, so how can we find out the reasons behind the changes in Qi and blood!
"So... is it the overall reason?"

It was almost dusk, and Chu Mu had already descended to the mountainside, looking at the bright fiery red sky, frowning and muttering softly.

After thinking for a long time, without a clue, it was difficult to find an answer. He opened up a mountain road along the way up the mountain, and Chu Mu quickly walked down the mountain.

It is often heard that there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains, but it may be a matter of luck, but Chu Mu has never encountered them.

The whole journey was calm and peaceful, and when the sun set on the western mountain, Nanshan Town under the setting sun also faintly appeared in Chu Mu's field of vision.

At the time of spring plowing, outside the town, among the stretches of terraced fields reclaimed by relying on the terrain, labor can already be seen.

In many fields, seedlings have even been planted.

However, it seems that due to the depression of Nanshan Town, it is also obvious that many fields are abandoned and overgrown with weeds, and no one comes to clean them up.

Chu Mu stopped on the path in the field, half-squatting and looking at the seedlings in the field.

In his previous life, he was not a wealthy family. Every spring plowing and autumn harvesting, he often went back to his hometown to help out. Naturally, he was no stranger to farming in the fields.

The rice seedlings in front of him seemed no different from the rice seedlings he had known in his previous life.

But as far as Chu Mu knew, if this seemingly ordinary rice seedling was brought to the previous life, it would probably shock a large number of rice experts' jaws.

Not to mention the high yield, and regardless of the growth environment, whether it is drought or cold, as long as it is not too extreme, it will hardly affect the growth of the rice seedlings.

And... the most important thing is that there is not much demand for the fertility of the soil. Just find an open space, clean it up a little, and plant seedlings, and there will be a bumper harvest.

All kinds of unique advantages brought about extremely cheap food.

In this Nanshan Town, the people at the bottom can be said to be suffering, and they can be said to be precarious, but they will definitely not be unable to fill their stomachs.

The impact of extremely cheap food is not just the abundance and cheapness of food.

Because of the cheapness of food, the rice seedlings are easy to feed, and it is doomed that people in this era will not have a great desire for land because the output of food crops depends entirely on whether the land is fertile or not, as in previous lives.

In this era, the root cause of the change of dynasties thousands of years ago was easily and fundamentally suppressed by this seemingly inconspicuous rice seedling.

That's not ridiculous, but it's clearly true.

"Is the crop so perfect in the first place, or is it so perfect after artificial improvement?"

Chu Mu frowned slightly, and couldn't help thinking.

The little rice seedling in front of him is so perfect, whether it is yield, habit, or demand, it has almost reached the ultimate perfection for human beings.

It can be said that with such perfect crops, it is a bit difficult for people to go hungry!
After pondering for a moment, Chu Mu chose a seedling and carefully put it into the bamboo basket behind his back.

During the spring plowing, he can also experiment. The descriptions in the books are full of hype, but it is not as good as experimenting and witnessing with his own eyes.

If feasible, Chu Mu felt that he might be able to reclaim an open space at home and expand the scale of planting.

Medicinal plants can span their own growth cycle, so what about the already perfect rice seedlings?
Can it be further perfected?

Chu Mu was a little eager to try, but his mood became inexplicably excited.

Under the excitement, it seems that even the steps are much lighter.

Walking along the small road in the field, it is only time for a cup of tea, and the town of Nanshan, which is already smoky, is close at hand.

The town is still depressed, and there are not many ordinary people on the street, most of them are low-ranking and high-ranking inspections, and the streets are full of soldiers, as in the past.

Chu Mu walked straight into Mingxintang with a bamboo basket on his back, and Mr. Li was not surprised by Chu Mu's appearance.

Glancing at the bamboo basket that Chu Mu unloaded, he seemed to have noticed the rice seedling that was different from other medicinal materials. Mr. Li smiled and said, "I went to the mountains to collect herbs, and I also brought rice seedlings along with me. Are you going to farm at home?"

"I'm just curious, this rice seedling seems too perfect."

Seeing that Mr. Li took the initiative to mention this topic, Chu Mu also lost some scruples, and slowly expressed his doubts: "I think that many medicinal plants, whether they have good medicinal properties or growth needs, all have certain defects to some extent."

"And this rice seedling, in terms of its own value, seems to be extremely perfect in all aspects. This seems to be unreasonable..."

Mr. Li put down the teapot in his hand, and looked at Chu Mu with a little surprise: "Everyone eats, but this is the first time I have heard such a question."

Immediately, Mr. Li pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "This rice seedling is indeed not a natural crop, but artificially improved."

Chu Mu raised his head abruptly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Guess, after all, is just a guess.

When speculation becomes reality, the meaning can be completely different.

Improve crops to such perfection!
And in this day and age?
Is it... extraordinary?
Chu Mu subconsciously thought of the truly extraordinary who was still shrouded in layers of fog.

"However, this is not a big deal, and it is not worth being too surprised."

Mr. Li got up, shook his head and smiled: "Brother Mu, you are studying together with Zhiren and Medicine, so naturally someone is studying together with Zhizhi."

"Cultivating all kinds of arts, countless people spent their whole lives exploring the truth, and countless wisdoms gathered, collided...bloomed..."

"Brother Mu, you think this rice seedling is perfect, but there are always people who think it's not perfect."

"Nothing is impossible, it just depends on people, dare to think about it, and whether they will explore it."

Chu Mu thought for a while, then pondered for a moment, and then told the abnormality of Qi and blood confirmed in the mountain today.

"The blood is active a little..."

Mr. Li looked out the door, his eyes seemed to penetrate the stretch of houses and look at the majestic mountains.

"There are few people in the mountains, and no one has set foot on them. Naturally, the aura is a little stronger than that in the town. It's normal for you to feel this way."

Chu Mu was slightly startled, and after he realized it, he suddenly raised his head to look at Mr. Li.

Aura?Cultivation?
Chu Mu's heart was pounding, and he wanted to ask, but for a moment, he didn't know where to start.

It took a long time before Chu Mu spoke, his voice was not fast, and even trembled slightly: "Dare to ask Mr. Li, the spiritual energy is..."

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(End of this chapter)