Less than a while ago, the wasteland that seemed to have been plowed by artillery fire was covered with a layer of emerald green. Various weeds grew wildly under the infusion of spiritual energy. They quickly laid their slender roots on the gravel, and unique tiny acids and biological enzymes were secreted from the roots, decomposing the hard gravel.

Yang Chenyu's face was already pale at this time. If he wanted to maintain such an effect, the consumption of mana would be huge. To be honest, he regretted it. If he had known that he would have consumed mana like this, it would be better to choose a vegetable field to isolate it, which would save energy.

However, it is too late to regret now, and Yang Chenyu can only support it. Fortunately, all the spiritual energy of the entire Fengming Mountains gathers here. Even though the mana is consumed quite a lot, Yang Chenyu can recover a little, and his mana will not be directly drained in a while.

Time passed slowly, and the weeds on this wasteland had grown to half a human height. From time to time, there were slight sounds of stone shattering. It was not until half an hour later that Yang Chenyu stopped and summoned another thunder to plow the wasteland again.

At this time, it was a change of change. The gravel everywhere had been decomposed and weathered into fine sand. The thick weeds were crushed by thunder and mixed with the sand. After rapid fermentation, a fertile humus layer was formed, just like a fertile soil formed by decades of plant reproduction.

At this time, Yang Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the bag of soil he carried with him, threw it gently, and a whirlwind suddenly rose, sprinkling the soil evenly on the humus layer formed by this piece.

It is worthy of being the soil with a smell of soil. As soon as it was sprinkled, the breath of the entire land suddenly changed. Even without Yang Chenyu's maintenance, the spiritual energy of the Fengming Mountains continued to gather here, causing weeds to grow again on this land.

Yang Chenyu had to clean up the weeds again and used the power of the mountain god to remove all the seeds.

Yang Chenyu guessed that perhaps these soils were originally placed near Xilan, so they were influenced by the atmosphere of Xilan.

Then, in addition to leaving a red fruit, Yang Chenyu planted the remaining ginseng, resurrection grass and other immortal objects.

These immortal objects are already unavailable treasures in this Dharma-Ending Age. If the roots are broken, you may never find the second one.

After planting good immortal objects and watering them with drizzle, Yang Chenyu found a stone tablet and carved several large characters on it: Mountain God Medicine Garden. Then several talismans were inserted on the stone tablet and placed it in the middle of the medicine garden.

As soon as the stone tablet was erected, a cloud of mist appeared on the entire medicine garden, and then a forest appeared, covering all the traces.

In addition to covering up the effectiveness of the medicine garden, the stone card can also prevent some animals from entering. If an accident occurs due to force majeure, it can also call Yang Chenyu the police, which is considered a magic weapon.

However, since the stone tablet has not been refined by magic power, and just a few simple talismans are inserted, its effectiveness will not last too long, and it will turn into an ordinary stone tablet in at most two months.

Of course, this is just a temporary use. When Yang Chenyu has time, it is not difficult to refine a stone tablet again.

After all this, Yang Chenyu also sweated heavily, which was exhausted.

After returning to the Taoist temple, he went to the bathroom to clean it. Yang Chenyu's skin was rosy all over his body and returned to the wing room. He turned on the computer and did not need to connect to the Internet. The Taoist children were all young people in the new era, and they all brought laptops. For the convenience of everyone's access to the Internet, several Taoist children installed wireless routers near the main hall of the Taoist temple for everyone to use wireless Internet access.

This made Yang Chenyu feel much more convenient. Even if there were any problems with the computer, some people could repair it in time.

During the period when the computer was waiting for the computer to turn on, Yang Chenyu brewed a cup of ginseng tea, just adding a ginseng beard that had been in the tea for seven hundred years.

After taking a sip, he felt a warm current rushing through his whole body. The mana power he had consumed was also recovering rapidly. Yang Chenyu nodded and praised, not knowing whether it was necessary to praise the consul or the mellow tea fragrance.

The new laptop is still good, with a fast boot time, which is much better than the laptop that was struck by lightning.

After opening the web page, Yang Chenyu read the news for a while and watched a popular sitcom idol comedy, and a humble smile came from her mouth from time to time.

This is also a way for Yang Chenyu to relax. After taking a sip of tea, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but think a lot. I'm afraid the gods in ancient times were not as happy as me, right?

Do they have computers? Do they have the Internet? Do they have such a good TV series?

No, none of them. They can only practice hard. In addition to being assuming, they also practice hard. Being able to play a few games of Go with friends is considered a huge entertainment program.

But in this Dharma-Ending Age, even playing chess and Go, you can find countless chess friends by just surfing the Internet. How could the ancients know about this kind of fun?

Thinking of this, Yang Chenyu turned on the QQ. His elixir furnace was not yet located. He originally wanted to ask Cao Bao to find some materials and ores while patrolling the river, so that he could make a elixir furnace.

However, Yang Chenyu completely forgot that Xiangshui River is just a small river, what good things can be found in it? There are a lot of some rags, such as rotten iron basins, plastic bags, etc.

So many months have passed, and Yang Chenyu's materials to refine the alchemy furnace have not been settled.

Of course, Yang Chenyu has lowered his requirements now. Since he can't find any spiritual ore and spirit stones to refine alchemy furnaces, will he still be suffocated to death by urine? With the development of modern industry, it should not be a big problem to find some alternative metal raw materials.

Yang Chenyu's only channel is to ask for help from netizens, after all, he is just a Taoist priest.

"I am polite to the Heavenly Lord of Blessings."

During this period, Yang Chenyu didn't go online for many times and was a little busy, but the discussion group was retained, and two netizens were added to it, one was named Tianwai Feixian and the other was named Zhazi.

Looking at the chat records, the few people in this discussion group have joined forces to do some business. Of course, the most common ones are the God of Wealth, but their business does not seem to be the God of Wealth’s Heaven and Underworld certificate, but the business in reality.

Well, Yang Chenyu admits that he has no business cells. Look at others, he will win over others and join forces to do big business online alone.

"Old Taoist, it seems that the name of the Lone Ghost is going to be given to you. It hasn't been online for a long time. How is the novel written?" The God of Wealth, who was always online, immediately replied when he saw Yang Chenyu's speech.

"It's not bad, I've become a mountain god." Yang Chenyu talked about what happened during this period in the name of a novel.

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