Finally, Jian Moping returned the seeds to Yi Qianmo again, because she tried it, but she couldn't plant it anyway, so holding this thing was useless.

Yi Qianmo collected the grains of the Holy Road and returned to the city-state. This time, he gained a lot from the Longyuan tribe. At least now, the Longyuan tribe regards him as the most respected person on the surface.

But he didn't mean to be a local emperor here. He still had too many things to do. After controlling the formation, the power of this continent must be excavated.

Ah Hao immediately took him to another place, where he saw endless fertile fields, and in these fields, there were golden rice, each of which was full and round.

"What are these millets?"

Jian Moping asked curiously.

The rice in front of you is definitely not an ordinary species. Although you don’t feel the strong spiritual charm, these rice are all very spiritual.

"This is a kind of golden rice we cultivate with the help of the Holy Way grains!"

Ah Hao said, "This kind of golden rice is full and crystal clear. After taking it, it can not only satisfy the fullness, but also quickly eliminate fatigue. Although it cannot restore spiritual power, it can strengthen qi and blood, but the effect is very little!"

"But didn't you eat bamboo?"

Jian Moping asked, "Those Seven Sages Bamboos!"

"We eat bamboo, bamboo shoots, and rice, but... the tribesmen don't like to eat rice very much, but this thing is really full."

Ah Hao said, "If you only eat bamboo, you will not starve to death, but you will not have the energy to practice."

"Will we treat bamboo shoots before?"

Jian Moping had a stern face.

"But those bamboo shoots are the best things in our clan." Ah Hao said immediately.

This left Jian Moping speechless. It was really impossible to communicate without standing from the same angle. Jian Moping immediately ran to the rice fields and looked at the rice.

It was Yi Qianmo and asked, "How many acres of these golden rice in front of you are, how many monks can you feed each year?"

"this……"

Ah Hao shook his head, "However, according to the Great Elder, our tribesmen have just been self-sufficient, and this thing is difficult to catalyze. Moreover, the range of planting is not large, and the radius should be about a hundred miles."

"A hundred miles in a radius!"

Yi Qianmo swallowed, but he thought carefully that the Longyuan tribe had been on the island for so many years. If it had been cultivated from the beginning, it would be only a few hundred miles in a radius, and it would be a little less.

He dispelled his expectations for the golden rice, but he became very interested in the monks who were responsible for planting these golden rice in the Longyuan clan.

Ah Hao did not shy away from him and immediately took him there. Yi Qianmo called Jian Moping, but she ignored her and let her go in the rice fields.

When I arrived in the city-state, Yi Qianmo realized that the Longyuan clan was also treasured, and there were things like the Si Nongyuan Courtyard, and there were all available inside, with countless monks coming and going.

When he entered inside, he saw the Grand Marshal who was in charge of the Grand Marshal. He looked very strange when he looked at the same age as the Great Elder.

After Ahao introduced it, the Grand Priest got up to salute him, and enthusiastically decided to take him to see his treasures.

There are many magical things in the Longyuan tribe's corpses, such as the combination of two vegetation into one, and another new plant appeared.

He even saw a talking tree, and this tree was either a spiritual race, or an ordinary tree with fruits on it.

The Grandma Governor picked one for him and asked him to taste it, but when he saw the talking tree, he couldn't eat it anymore.

Who would have thought that the tree comforted him and said, "It's okay, don't worry, there is no poison."

"Those golden rice are you made?"

Yi Qianmo asked.

"Yes, but that thing..." He looked disgusted, "If it weren't for being full and able to strengthen qi and blood, no one would want to get that thing, it would be too harsh. If you had time, you might as well think about how to refine some soil and water."

He wandered around inside, which was a big eye-opener. The things he made of these guys who looked at the silly guys made Yi Qianmo a little incredible.

But he soon realized that the entire Yuanyuanyuan has a complete system, and the guys here are all talented people!

"If you can plant the Holy Dao grains and let them tinker with it, it will completely solve the cultivation problems of the Earth Spirit Clan and Pangu Clan!"

Yi Qianmo said, "Once the problem of cultivation is solved, the Earth Spirit Clan can be completely liberated and concentrate on refining weapons. The Pangu Clan can also slowly enter here without worrying about resources. In this way, the island will be completely alive!"

After leaving Si Nongyuan, Yi Qianmo immediately went to find Jian Moping, pulled him and prepared to return to Hailong Port.

But Jian Moping was fascinated by the golden rice and asked him to go back by himself. In desperation, he had no choice but to return by himself.

I originally wanted to take a boat, but after thinking about it carefully, I had control of the formation, so what boat would I take?

Immediately use the teleportation power of the formation to directly move to Hailong City. When he left, Hailong City had more changes, but not much.

He knew that if he wanted to operate it completely, he needed to use external forces, especially the power from Fan Tong.

But he was not in a hurry to find Fan Tong to repair the formation, so he could develop on this island with peace of mind.

When he told Ying Si about the Holy Dao Grain, Ying Si's eyes lit up and said, "There is such a thing?"

Yi Qianmo immediately took out the grains. Ying Si glanced at them, but was not disappointed, and said in surprise: "This thing has a very strong blessing of luck!"

"How did you sense it?" Yi Qianmo said curiously.

"Of course I can sense it, this is my main practice." Ying Si said with a smile.

"Mainly practicing the way of luck?" Yi Qianmo was slightly surprised, "What is it now?"

"It's not high, but there is an advantage in majoring in luck. It's not that easy to die if you have good luck." Ying Si smiled, "Have you tried planting this thing?"

"I tried it, but it didn't sprout." Yi Qianmo described the process of planting the grains of the Holy Way.

After hearing this, Ying Si said with a stern face: "Aren't you messing around? How could the Holy Dao Grain be used to grow a living in such a simple way? Are there any tips?"

"Yes, monks with dragon souls can grow to live!" Yi Qianmo said.

"No wonder when you plant it, there will be strange phenomena. Otherwise, let's try planting it in Pangu Continent? Anyway, if you have the luck of the Xuanhuang Cauldron, why not try it and use the luck of the Xuanhuang Cauldron?"

Ying Si asked, "And don't forget that our Dragon Palace in Pangu Continent is full of talents, and maybe we can make it happen."

"Yes!" Yi Qianmo slapped his thigh and said, "Hurry up and try it!"

"This is not possible. How could you succeed without you?" Ying Si said angrily, "Don't think of being a hand-off manager this time, you're still idle lately!"

"Who said that I have to be busy with a lot of things." Yi Qianmo said.

"Are you busy hooking up with the saint of other people's artifact clan?" Ying Si gave her a blank look, "But it would be fine if you really hook up, don't end up stealing the chicken and losing a lot of rice."

"Am I that kind of person?" Yi Qianmo said angrily.

"It's because you are not that kind of person that you are prone to stealing chickens but losing rice." Ying Si said.
Chapter completed!