Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 332: Outside the earthen dam that surrounds the stream, there are densely packed comatose people, poisoned people waiting for treatment, and other injured people resting and waiting for recovery. Zhang Cheng stood among them, observing the picture in front of him from a distance. Heart, very calm. It was a complete peace that I had never experienced before. Be calm as if you are a bystander at this moment, watching everything in front of you with a detached attitude and a calm state of mind. Unexpectedly, Zhang Cheng felt vaguely that he had separated from his body. Zhang Cheng, who was so light that he was about to fly into the sky or out of the sky, suddenly struggled. In a daze, the heavy touch enveloped his soul again. After concentrating, Zhang Cheng returned to the world where he had many reluctances. Zhang Cheng, who forced himself not to look at the tranquility he longed for, and wondered whether he had turned into an old man, turned his attention to the stream. The enclosed open space within the entire wooden castle is a slightly higher terrain with some low-lying areas in the middle. I don’t know whether it was the changes in the earth that caused this situation when the thick fog came, or whether this messy cement flat surrounded by plants was built this way. It can be seen that before this flat land was transformed to build a wooden castle, it should have been a complete cement floor. This flat land lost human care after the heavy fog came, until Liu Ming and others discovered it, then collected materials and built high walls and fortresses around the entire cement floor. Then came the entry and transformation of a large number of hands, as well as the rapid growth of various plants, which basically restored the nature of the ground that could still smell the atmosphere of modern life. The biggest damage to the concrete floor was that, apart from the vigorous vitality of the plants, the only thing left was the water diversion ditches dug everywhere by the group responsible for logistics and the defense of the wooden fort. The high walls of the wooden castle required water from streams for irrigation. Only wooden walls that are alive, able to continue to grow and maintain abundant vitality can resist the stings of wasps. The purple spiritual grass in the center of the wooden castle also needs moisture from the stream. Zhang Cheng roughly guessed the reason for the birth of the purple spiritual grass that can now save lives, but if there is a lack of stream water, it may be difficult for the spiritual grass to grow so densely and lushly. From the mouths of the logistics staff, Zhang Cheng learned about the magic of the stream. Zhang Cheng, who did not dare to continue to indulge in the tranquility for fear that he would "fly away", turned his attention to the magical stream. The ditches are criss-crossed, and the waves are sparkling inside. What is flowing is the magical stream that the team members say can make various plants come back to life and dead trees become spring again. Calling it a stream is actually inappropriate. This stream that flows through the entire wooden castle, nourishing all vegetation and irrigating endless vitality, was actually just a well in a corner of the castle before it was dug out. Following the stream, Zhang Cheng came to the well. The mouth of the well was dug beyond recognition with its mouth wide open. If you look closely, you will see that this place has been dug into a small pool with water colors ranging from light to dark. The shallows are silent and the spring is rolling. Zhang Cheng, whose eyesight has been strengthened, can look directly at the source of the spring at the bottom through the clear but deep water. Focusing his eyes, what appeared in Zhang Cheng's eyes were five or six thick springs with strong water flow at the bottom of the pool. After the upper part of the well, which is about five or six meters deep, is dug out, there is hard rock more than two meters down from the ground. This well was probably originally a hole three to four meters deep in the entire rock. After it was discovered by the villagers living here, they built a cement floor, covered it with soil, built a stone guardrail, and surrounded it. A well. Now, the villagers who used to live here are gone. Zhang Cheng and his group used this place to build a fortress to resist powerful enemies. Due to the huge demand for water, the wellhead was dug, the spring water was led out and turned into a gurgling stream, and a hidden magical pool among the boulders was restored to its original appearance. He bent down and scooped up a handful of cool spring water. Watching the clear water flowing through his fingers, Zhang Cheng threw the rest on his face. A coolness that penetrated his heart, and a hint of sweetness that penetrated his lips, shook the spirit of this young man who had just begun to learn to take responsibility and had a lot of heavy burdens on his shoulders. He picked up another handful of "good spring water", put his hands together, brought it to his mouth and drank it slowly. The sweetness in his mouth, the sweetness in his throat, and the coolness in his belly made Zhang Cheng feel refreshed. "What a pool of spiritual spring." Unlike others, Zhang Cheng, a "practitioner" who combines inherited memories and sect teachings, can immediately feel the pure spiritual energy in the spring water after taking a sip of it. "Old Master". Although it was only something in his memory, compared to the other team members who knew nothing about it, Zhang Cheng, who often saw pigs running but never had the chance to eat "pork", finally had some "pork". I found another treasure, it seems I can’t lose it here. Feeling the pure spiritual energy contained in the spring water in his body, and the refreshing feeling flowing through his limbs and bones after being quickly absorbed, Zhang Cheng secretly made a decision. The purple spiritual grass and this spring water alone cannot be lost here. The purple spiritual grass may have grown because of the girl named Apu. It may wither and disappear after Apu leaves. But the spiritual spring in front of you is a masterpiece of nature, a naturally occurring treasure that can be used for a long time. Those guys who have not formally learned about Reiki may not know that the "ordinary spring water" that they drink now, use it to wash their faces, clothes, and wounds may be the "Eternal Life Spring" that the elders call it. ". It is the kind of spiritual spring that ancient legends say can prolong life, and drinking it regularly can lead to a hundred years of life. It is the kind of "sacred water" that before the birth of the technique that can cultivate spiritual energy from the human body in this world, the predecessors who were ignored in martial arts training would stir up changes in the world even if they discovered a drop. They are also the kind of senior warriors who only accidentally reach the innate realm. When their life span is approaching, they give up all their body essence and blood and compress all their skills to achieve less than half the chance of success. Only then can they obtain one or two drops of "ancestral power" blood". Now, even though spiritual energy has begun to overflow and become worthless, Zhang Cheng and others who have been practicing martial arts for generations have a very high chance of breaking through the innate. But the spiritual spring in front of him is a vital treasure in the entire Fang County and the entire Flower Country martial arts system. The sect’s cultivation has been integrated into the country and society. When customizing and researching new techniques that would benefit the entire Blue Star, the martial arts elders also participated in the entire process.