Lao Lu and I took the Na earth bag and found a place in the stone garden of the royal palace, and Lao Lu poured a large pile of soil from the Nao Tuen bag and paved it.

And I took the curtain of the sky, and turned the bacon into pure wood, so that these wood gas filled the soil of the old land.

At this time, Lao Lu took out a few seeds, sprinkled them in the mud, and said to me, water some water.

My heart said that such a big place is only so many seeds, it is a bit of a waste.

So he persuaded Lao Lu to say, "One sheep is also driven, and two sheep are also placed, let us first sprinkle all the seeds in this place."

Lao Lu glared at me and said, “You know what, do you think these seeds of mine are ordinary things?”Do you know what they are?”

I shook my head, and Lao Lu said, "They are the seeds of the ginseng, don't say a few seeds, even if one seed can absorb the fertility of a large area of land."

I said, “That’s not right, since it’s like you said, why not just plant one?”

Lao Lu now with his mud hand and knocked on my head: "You have more problems."

I covered my head with a depressed head and said, "Don't you usually say that I don't like to think, how can you love to think now, you will hit me again?"What do you want me to do?”

Lao Lu said, “Does Master need a reason for playing the apprentice?”

I was so helpless, I had to be in a dark way.

Lao Lu smiled and said, "Because I don't really want the root of the ginseng, I just want its buds."

“What is the use of the buds?”

Lao Lu looked at the ground where the water was being drained desperately and said, "This bud of the ginseng can be used to improve the wooden air conditions on everyone, but the ones I plant are not used to do this, they all have their own other uses."

I asked, "What use?"

Lao Lu did not answer, or then went on to say: "You should practice woody atmosphere here, these five places, but just the best place to practice the atmosphere."The wood you have accumulated in the land of wood should be at least five times pure when you go out.”

“What principle is this?”

He said, “Have you ever heard of the power of life?”

I shake my head.

Lao Lu said: "Life is the most powerful, they face any oppression, they can adapt, and even in turn control the environment."For example, the sprouts under the boulders can hold up the boulders.Just like Cliff, this cliff grows on a cliff in general."

"As written in the poem of Zheng Banqiao, the Qingshan does not relax, and the root is in the broken rock."The harsh environment gives them a stronger vitality.So practicing in the five places is also doing more with half the effort.”

I have a little more understanding in my heart: "So, is Master Xu coming to these five fierce lands, but also for practice?"

The old man said, "The purpose of his coming here, we can't guess."

As he spoke, all of a sudden, a few green buds burst out.

It grows at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man clapped his hands and smiled, "It seems to be done."

He said, pulling out these green shoots one by one.

I am so sorry that this newly born green bud is pulled out: "What are you doing, you planted and pulled at a good end."

Lao Lu said, “Then you still have to plant spiritual ginseng here?”

I said, "It's not too bad."

Lao Lu was coldly grunting and teasing, "If you really want to plant spiritual ginseng, be prepared to take root here for 60 years."

“Sixty years...”

Lao Lu said, "That is the minimum age, and 60 years will be able to plant a treasure."

I quickly shook my head and raised the rattle: "We are holding treasure, not a treasure."

Lao Lu put this green sprouts into the lake: "Even you know this truth."

I laughed twice and said, “Master, now you can tell me what this green shoot is for?”

The old man said only two words: "Feed the sheep."

I said, my mouth open to the boss: "How many plants are left between this world to feed the alpaca?"

Old Lu did not ignore me, and turned his head directly to the garden.

I had to follow along too.

Followed by Lao Lu to the stone circle of this garden, where there are still a few alpacas closed.

Originally, old Zhang and Xiao Liu took care of them, these two days Xiao Liu did not come, they have been hungry and stupid, as soon as we came, they rushed impatiently.

Lao Lu said to me, "Give them some water first."

I hastened to get some water out of the swallowing beads and poured it into the trough of the stone where they drank from it.

The llons came around and drank water.

Lao Lu threw several sprouts into this stone trough at once.

The alpacas smelled the breath of budding, and all at once they played their spirits, they came to fight.

I looked at one of the strongest alpacas, tongue squeezed out the other alpacas, and swallowed all the sprouted buds in a roll, and then finished, and began to drink water again.

Lao Lu said to me, "You will look at the alpaca for a while."

I said, but in my heart, what will be the stupend of this strong alpaca?

When he saw that the alpaca had drunk enough water, he found a place that seemed to be convenient.

The old man said, "Hold the water."

I nodded, very reluctantly, but the old order still had to be carried out.

Take out a plastic bag, catch the water out of the alpaca, full of a large bag, carrying all the hands.

Lao Lu was excited to rub his hands and said, "Finally, this is the water of the raw wood."

Is the water of this alpaca?How is that possible?

I opened my mouth, just wanted to question the old land, suddenly thought of the golden soil, but also the manure of the swallowing boat, according to this routine, the water of the raw wood can also be an alpaca urine.

But for the sake of safety, I asked again, “Master, are you sure this is the water of the tree?”

Lao Lu nodded: "Actually, when Xiao Liu said that they had experienced it before, I thought that they had really found the land of the living wood water, but it was too dangerous there, and they had lost several ways of the whole army."

“Because on that island, there are real thorns.They hold the water of the tree because they are afraid that the water of the wood will fall into the hands of human beings, so that people have the ability to produce wood, and you can see that the wood cut the scorpion is like tofu.”

I still don’t understand: “If that’s the case, why don’t they just kill these alpacas?”In this case, they have no worries.”

Lao Lu thought for a moment and said, "It's not that they don't want to, or because they can't do it."