Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 52 Talking about ancient methods, referring to the Dao

Mo Fushu talked about it for a while, but couldn't hold back and poured out a lot of bitterness in front of his brother.

It is uncomfortable for one person to hold back in my heart, and it will not be so uncomfortable if one more person listens and shares.

Chen Mou thought about seeing Ying'er enter the door, and asked Ying'er to wait for the food and drink now, and asked Ying'er to back down, not to disturb their conversation, and said: "I saw an unimaginable spiritual plant in a certain incomplete ancient book on the street stall. Jufazi, I wonder if it is useful for you as an expert?"

"Oh, come on, it might be useful for a layman to watch the excitement."

Mo Fu was very interested and smiled.

The path he chose by himself, even if he is on his knees, he has to go on, and of course he still has to live his life as usual.

Chen Mou, a layman, suddenly didn't want to talk about it, he knew that method would definitely work.

"Brother Mou, don't, you can't just get excited and don't say anything, just do immoral things, brother, please, tell me quickly, whichever you like, Mi'er or Douer, you can stay here."

Mo Fugong subdued, doesn't he know what kind of virtue his brother is?
Chen Mou laughed at this guy's rascal, and said: "You can decide for yourself whether it is useful or not. Don't rely on me to waste your time. The book says to choose two different kinds of spiritual rice and plant them at intervals, and pick some of them during the flowering period. For the rice flower, remove the petals, and after drying in the shade, use a sieve to sift out the pollen of the remaining rice flower, which is the kind of yellow powder.

"The next day, I dyed the pollen with a brush and put it on another kind of flowering rice flower respectively. It is said that it can combine the advantages of two different kinds of spiritual rice to increase the spiritual energy and yield of the spiritual rice. This method is very cumbersome and troublesome. Using the Lingzhi sympathetic technique for optimization, there are other shortcomings..."

Having said that, Mr. Chen stopped to drink tea.

Mo Fu is an expert in Lingzhi, and he knew it wasn't Brother Mouer, a layman, who could fabricate it to deceive him.

This method is unheard of, but it has a hidden secret, which is in line with his many years of observation experience.

Seeing Brother Mou reverting to his old ways at a critical moment, he hastily picked up the teapot and poured water for the empty teacup on the opposite side, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Brother Mou, please drink tea. If there is any shortcoming in that method, you should give me a good time."

Chen Mou picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, and said with a smile: "The shortcomings are not fully written, and the back is incomplete. It is a broken book."

"Uh!"

Mo Fu scratched his head, the idea Brother Mouer said was too novel, he got up and said: "Brother Mou, I have to trouble you to go with me to find that book at the bookstall, it is too important to me. "

He dragged Brother Mou, who was full of reluctance, and walked out.

Do you dare to go, believe it or not, brother dragged his family to rely on your family today?

Chen Mou murmured: "It's been a long time, since you left Fangshi after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is estimated that the broken book has been sold long ago."

With one sentence, he blocked the possible loopholes.

Mo Fu didn't care so much, complained: "You don't know the goods, you can't spend two of your martial arts money, why don't you buy it and give it to me, hurry up, maybe the book is still there, and there are not many monks who read Lingzhi's books." Then he said to Mi'er and Dou'er who came out of the kitchen: "You stay in Chen's house. Master Chen and I will go to Fangshi and return."

The two went to the stall area of ​​Xifang. There were a lot of monks hanging out before the Chinese New Year. They searched through the book stalls that Chen Mou was familiar with. Of course, it was impossible to find the broken and strange book.

The stall owner doesn't remember any ancient books on Lingzhi, but there are many "ancient books" on his stall.

But without delaying the stall owner, using this as an excuse, he greeted warmly and said that it seemed that he had been sold away some time ago. Who was the specific person?

Mo Fu was very disappointed, bought some old books on Lingzhi, and got acquainted with the stall owner first, and it didn't cost much.

By the way, I took brother Mou to the foreign affairs workshop, showed his sect identity card and expatriate documents, and after registration, he received an empty courtyard near Chen Mou's house for free. This is his benefit as an expatriate disciple of the sect. Not to mention Zijiafang City.

These days, Mo Fu has been living in Danyangzong's inn with his newly bought maid, and he stays for ten days and a half months at no cost.

Back in the yard, Chen Mou ordered wine and food to be served, and the two chatted while eating.

"Brother, think about it carefully, but there is still something missing, think about it more, don't rush to drink wine."

"Almost, that's all I remember. I said Brother Mo, can you produce high-quality spiritual rice according to the ancient method? You always brag about how good your spiritual planting technique is. Don't let the guy who bought the book take the lead. Make a different spiritual rice and slap your face."

Chen Mou hits friends anytime and anywhere, raising a toast.

He was talking about cross-pollination by local methods, otherwise how would he explain to Mo Fu the female flowers, male flowers, remove the male flowers and use another variety of male flowers for pollination, the more detailed he said, wouldn't he be causing trouble for himself?

How good it is now, with a bit of luck.

In addition to Mo Fu's spiritual planting technique, maybe Mo Fu, an expert, could do it in three to five years.

He can also enjoy the light and get a little bit of luck fed back by the Dao of Heaven. He came up with the way.

If you don't take advantage of the cheapness of door-to-door delivery.

The wise man moved his mouth, but Master Mo broke his leg.

As for setting up an imaginary competitor for Mo Fu and increasing the sense of urgency, it is to prevent their friendship from deteriorating.

He doesn't want to test people's hearts, because people's hearts cannot withstand tests.

"Brother Mou, how can you look down on your own brother and make others want you, so you have to drink as a fine."

"Success, three glasses of wine are fine, just one jar of wine, please drink less."

"Brother will punish you with you. This is called punishing with wine, and sharing blessings. You kid will die if you eat wine."

The two had a lively meal, and before it was dark, they left the table, and Mo Fu hurried back to the inn to sort out his thoughts.

The new yard is still empty, there are no beds and quilts, and I will buy everything tomorrow.

Brother Mou told him the ancient method, the more he thought about it, the more interesting he found it, his whole body was hot and full of energy from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, the method did not spread, probably because of other troubles and difficulties.

He doesn't shy away from trouble, a little challenge is just right for him.

Compared with casual cultivators, he now has a different advantage in sect resources.

This time, he must be the first to make a name for himself, and not to delay his plan of cultivating spiritual rice. It is a pity that Brother Mou didn't read all the ancient books. No, the methods recorded in the ancient books are incomplete.

He felt that his decision to return to Fang City was extremely wise, otherwise he would have missed this ancient opportunity.

Brother Mou is his nobleman.

Chen Mou sent Mo Fu and his party away, slowly dissipated the smell of alcohol, washed his hands and face with the hot water and towels brought by Ying'er and Han'er, and said hello, telling them to go to bed early at night without waiting for him. Go to the quiet room in the west room, and enter the cliff cave after closing the door.

He advanced to the late stage of Qi refining yesterday, and his soul has been strengthened a lot. He can try to open up the sea of ​​consciousness between the Yintang and Shenting acupoints, and condense an important method-spiritual consciousness, and then use the divine consciousness and yuan force to cooperate with the imperial weapon technique, flying with the sword.

One ring after another, he still has a lot to learn.

Men all have a dream of flying into the sky, even if they fly in the air with the help of foreign objects and look a little silly, they can realize their dreams ahead of time, right?

After building the foundation, learn the flying technique, and travel freely in the sky and the earth.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Mou silently recited scriptures with his five hearts facing the sky. Disturbing distractions quickly disappeared. He relaxed both physically and mentally.

When I think about it, I can't feel the slightest shadow, and when I don't think about it, it appears inadvertently.

So elusive and mysterious.

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　Thank you "Xuan Miao Shangxian, Hancock" for your support!

　　
　
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