After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

"This mission was completed smoothly."

We arrived in Moline Town in the morning, and when we go back now, it happens to be evening.

"Yeah, it went very smoothly."

"This is your mission. If I participate, will it be bad for your experience?"

Bai Wuchen asked worriedly.

"No, you help me, I'm asking for it. I just put in more effort, what impact will it have. If two people complete the task quickly, they will have more time to practice."

Song Yu said to Bai Wuchen with a smile, and gently hooked his fingers with his.

As for the butcher's body, it was disposed of by two people because it showed signs of being possessed.

When he got home, Xue Yang was very happy and the leaves kept shaking.

Bai Wuchen walked over and touched the leaves above its head. He touched them while flying.

As the only green color in the yard, Xue Yang's height has exceeded Bai Wuchen's height.

The iron thorns in the yard have been completely cleared away, but the land is now being cultivated with a spirit gathering array and no spiritual plants have been planted.

Bai Wuchen planned what spiritual plants to plant in the yard.

After asking Xue Yang, he was not opposed to planting spiritual plants in the yard, and was even very happy. He thought that other spiritual plants could communicate like him.

Bai Wuchen just wants to say that you think too much.

Do you think that all the spiritual plants in the world are just like you, they are ancient sacred trees, different species from heaven and earth?

After explaining it clearly to Xue Yang, it was less interested.

However, I am not opposed to planting other spiritual plants in the yard.

Regarding his life-saving tree, Bai Wuchen still respected Xue Yang's opinion very much. If he didn't like it, he would definitely not plant it.

Song Yu went to the sect to submit a task and came back soon.

"Song Yu, do you have any spiritual plants you like? We can plant them in the yard."

Bai Wuchen looked at Song Yu with a smile, waiting for his answer.

"No."

Song Yu spit out two words directly.

"What a boring person. He only wants to practice."

Bai Wuchen complained.

"No, I'm still thinking about you."

Song Yu said seriously.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to say earthy love words."

Bai Wuchen was amused.

"It's not love words, it's true words."

Song Yu frowned slightly and said solemnly.

Seeing that he said it formally, Bai Wuchen stopped laughing.

She took his hand and said softly: "I know, I'm joking with you."

Song Yu leaned his head over, and Bai Wuchen smiled, his eyes gentle and endearing, and he tapped his forehead like a dragonfly touching water.

The moonlight is gentle and lingering.

When we got together the next day, Bai Wuchen arranged to plant spiritual plants.

There are more than two acres of land, and Xue Yang occupies the front part.

The remaining two acres were divided into eight lots.

One piece was planted with spiritual rice, one piece was spiritual wheat, one piece was planted with spiritual vegetables, and the other piece was dug into a pond to raise fish and shrimps.

The remaining four plots are planted with spiritual herbs, elixirs, and fruit trees.

"Song Yu, do you think these fruit stones will grow if they are planted?"

Bai Wuchen took out the core left behind after eating the fifth-level spiritual fruit.

"It might work."

"You're not sure either?"

"Uh...I, I have never planted spiritual plants."

Song Yu was a little embarrassed. He had Tianmu spiritual roots, but he had never planted any spiritual plants. Who would believe it?

"I recently used the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique, and I felt something about it. I want to try to see if I can catalyze the fruit core to grow into a seedling, so that it will be easier to survive if planted."

"I'll help you."

Wood spiritual power contains vitality, and when input at the appropriate time, it is conducive to the growth of spiritual plants.

Just look at Xue Yang. It often uses its spiritual power when the two of them are practicing, and it can grow a few more leaves every time.

This is Xue Yang's innate magical power, which can absorb and utilize other people's spiritual power.

Other spiritual plants do not have such innate magical powers, and the specific method of operating them needs to be studied.

Spring Wind Transforms into Rain is a large-scale spell, and this is the first time it has been cast in such a small area.

Bai Wuchen ate the spiritual fruit that Song Yu had brought over before, and after eating the pulp, he kept the core.

He felt that the fruit was already extraordinary, and the core should be good too.

Putting a bunch of fruit cores on a large plate, Bai Wuchen began to use the spring wind and rain technique.

Over the courtyard, clouds and mist gathered, getting thicker and thicker.

Thick clouds were rolling in, but no rain came.

Bai Wuchen frowned slightly. He controlled his spiritual power and wanted to condense and compress the rain clouds to form a qualitative change.

However, this is not an easy task. The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and I almost want to break free.

Bai Wuchen struggled to hold on, a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead, and was gently wiped away by Song Yu who was beside him.

He looked at Bai Wuchen with worry in his eyes.

Now Bai Wuchen feels like he is riding a tiger but cannot get off.

If he gave up and removed his spiritual power, the compressed cloud would inevitably explode. He didn't dare to think about the specific power.

If you persist, the most you can do is maintain the status quo and not go any further.

This is how to do? Bai Wuchen was also very anxious.

If he doesn't solve it, the spiritual power in his body will be exhausted and he will be unable to control the clouds, which will inevitably blow up the place.

It is still unclear whether he, Song Yu, and the people living nearby would be spared.

Bai Wuchen regretted why he didn't go to the wilderness to test the spell.

Every second he holds on now is a kind of torture for him.

Song Yu wanted to help, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

That cloud was too dangerous, like an oversized bomb, with the risk of exploding at any time.

When the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, Bai Wuchen closed his eyes and it was over.

At the moment of despair, the Tianshengshui Jue in his body began to operate on its own.

It's just that the operation route this time is different from before.

After the physical and spiritual energy circulated for a week, it did not enter the Dantian, but flowed into the clouds.

The huge, rolling cloud actually slowly calmed down after being injected with spiritual power.

After he calmed down completely, a downpour of spiritual rain fell.

It took a full hour for the clouds to disappear.

At this time, the yard has become a pond.

The water was deep enough to cover Bai Wuchen's neck and Song Yu's head.

Fortunately, Bai Wuchen took out the spirit boat in time, so the two of them would not be in such a mess.

In order to test the spell, Bai Wuchen set up a formation in the entire courtyard. Without him opening it, no one could get out.

But he was unable to distract himself from controlling the clouds, so he had no choice but to take out the spirit boat.

Now, both people were trapped in the yard.

Until an hour later.

The crisis in Yun Tuan was resolved, and Bai Wuchen quickly meditated and adjusted his breath to restore his spiritual power.

Song Yu was also meditating and practicing.

Half an hour later, the spiritual power in Bai Wuchen's dantian recovered and he opened his eyes.

Looking at the flood of water filling the yard, I fell into deep thought.

Song Yu on the side also stopped practicing.

Bai Wuchen looked at Song Yu and smiled bitterly.

"Song Yu, what should we do now?"

"How about we put the water into the storage ring."

"That's one way."

"We can also go out for a few days and then come back when the water seeps down."

"This is also a way. By the way, why has there been no movement from Xue Yang? Where is Xue Yang? He must be scared."

"Xue Yang, Xue Yang?"

Bai Wuchen shouted several times.