From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chen Yu released the white crane from the space.

It has recovered very quickly in the past few days, and now there is no sign that the leg was ever injured.

The Qi-refining monk is treating him personally and feeding him elixirs every day, so it would be strange if he didn't get better.

But now I am reluctant to leave. This guy looks silly. Wouldn't it be nice to have a long-term meal ticket for him?

Chen Yu was also happy to keep it. This guy had a broad frame and a wingspan of more than four feet. It looked like it could carry loads.

As a cultivator, who doesn’t have a dream of flying?

However, the spiritual consciousness of a Qi-refining cultivator cannot directly interfere with reality, and cannot let his spiritual consciousness support him.

It is possible to fly in the air by stimulating spiritual energy, and Chen Yu has tried it. However, he cannot fly high or for long before his spiritual energy is exhausted.

Moreover, the flying posture is really inelegant, it is better to just walk.

The white crane flew over the courtyard for a while, and Chen Yu was drooling at the sight.

Ta Mei was once a slow horse, but now he can travel a thousand miles a day with ease.

I guess I don't need to wait until this white crane becomes a spirit monster. It will be able to carry me and fly around the middle of the acquired period.

Riding a crane in the sky is much cooler than flying by yourself!

The white crane landed on the roof of the side room, preparing to build a nest and settle down there.

When Chen Yu entered the kitchen, the aroma of snake soup had already filled the courtyard.

The plum blossoms came in following the scent to ask for some, and Chen Yu naturally distributed some to all the animals in the yard, even the newly joined white crane was no exception.

The snake soup could barely be considered as a spiritual beast soup, so it was somewhat beneficial to them, but for Chen Yu it was just to satisfy his appetite.

Not planning to practice today, Chen Yu went to bed after dinner.

I have been away from my home bed for two months and I miss it so much.

As usual, Ta Mei stayed by the jade bottle all night and never complained.

But tonight Bai He is with me, and this guy is a sleepless person. At this moment, he is scanning the courtyard under the moonlight.

The next day, Chen Yu went for a walk on the street.

The only acquired warrior hadn't been seen for two months, and now the townspeople greeted him curiously.

No one asked him where he had gone. Although everyone was curious about the matters of the acquired warriors, they also knew that they should not ask about them.

The Hu couple sat together in front of the tofu shop, but it was Erlang who did all the work.

After more than five months of pregnancy, Mrs. Hu's pregnancy is already obvious and her belly is round.

Her husband now doesn't let her do anything, even selling tofu and just lets her watch.

Seeing Chen Yu passing by, the two stood up in surprise and were about to come over.

Chen Yu signaled them to keep quiet, and only then did he suppress his excitement.

This time, the shopkeeper of the Zheng family finally seized the opportunity and greeted him first.

Chen Yu had not been in the town for a long time, so he chatted with him and found out what interesting things had happened in the town recently.

Shopkeeper Zheng said that He Qiao, the fourth young master of the He family, and his wife are now pregnant.

Chen Yu recalled that he seemed very reluctant at the wedding that day, but she didn't expect that he would fall in love with her so soon.

It is normal for young people to have trouble resisting beautiful women.

It is also said that the six major families have recruited a lot of refugees since the beginning of spring, and now all the wastelands near and far in Baimu Town have been almost reclaimed.

The town's guard was also doubled to resist the increasingly difficult refugees.

There was more outgoing than incoming at home, and Manager Zheng was a little worried.

But compared with the sufferings of the outside world, this place is already a paradise.

He said with lingering fear that the refugees outside the town had now gathered together and were capable of attacking cities and capturing strongholds.

In the neighboring Moyin County, even the county town was taken over by refugees.

All the wealthy families in the city were massacred, and the common people were not spared either.

If the situation in the sturdy city was so tragic, one can imagine what would happen in the vast countryside outside.

Chen Yu comforted him, saying that troubled times would eventually pass. The family's money and grain were lost, so was their loss. Moreover, reclaiming the land was a good thing that would benefit future generations.

When I got home, the daylight was shining brightly.

The white cranes kept bringing branches from outside, and the bird's nest on the side room was almost finished.

He remembered that the tea trees in the space were growing well and he could try making tea.

Chen Yu entered the space right away.

A row of tea trees, all of which are more than ten years old, had been pruned by him not long ago and are now only about one meter tall.

He remembered that the best tea was the one with one flag and one gun.

But there are no four seasons in this space, and the young buds of the tea trees are not in uniform order.

After picking and choosing for two quarters of an hour, only about four ounces of fresh tea leaves were picked.

Chen Yu put the fresh tea leaves into the pot to roast and knead them. Fortunately, the cultivator had a precise control of the heat and strength, so the tea leaves did not burn.

The tea leaves are dark green after being rolled and dried, and they look pretty good. Unfortunately, only half a pound of the finished product is left.

Chen Yu scooped some well water, boiled it, and put a few tea leaves in it.

The tea leaves jump up and down in the hot water like green elves.

Soon after, the tea leaves are fully soaked and the tea soup is a light yellow-green color.

Chen Yu took a bite and found it tasted just average.

There are hints of spiritual energy in the tea, which is carried over from the tea trees as they grow in space.

If a mortal tastes a little bit of it, he can feel the spiritual energy rushing to his head, and instantly feel clear-headed, and then sit down and call it good tea.

But that’s all. To Chen Yu, this amount of spiritual energy is almost negligible.

What he imagined was the legendary enlightenment tea, which could bring sudden enlightenment after taking one tablet.

This tea tree is still young and has little spiritual energy. I wonder if it can produce similar effects if it is cultivated for thousands of years.

Chen Yu was in a playful mood and tried to use the rain water produced by the Little Cloud Rain Technique to make tea.

He flipped his palm over the kettle, and a palm-sized cloud suddenly appeared below, with invisible spiritual energy threads madly absorbing the water vapor.

After a while, the kettle was full. He boiled the rainwater over a low fire and poured out the water to make tea.

This is real tea brewed with rootless water.

The rain brought by the Minor Cloud Rain Technique itself contains a little spiritual energy. Combined with the spiritual energy in the tea leaves, it can be called a rare treasure in the mortal world.

It was still early, so Chen Yu entered the space to practice.

The small tree in the space had lost its flowers not long ago and produced nine small fruits.

Calculating the age of the medicine, it takes more than 300 years from flowering to fruiting.

Chen Yu was even more curious about what effects the fruit had.

The lotus roots in the pond are growing well, and the fifth lotus leaf grew out not long ago.

It seems that it takes ten years for each leaf to grow. Excluding the first leaf, the plant is now at least forty years old.

He wanted to raise the carp in the space, but he was afraid that it would eat the lotus leaves. He decided to wait until he had more elixirs.

After finishing his training, Chen Yu picked another Qingling fruit and ate it, then began to carefully read the rough explanation of the formation.

Although the author suggests building a foundation before delving into formations, he is clearly not within that range.

Ordinary Qi-refining practitioners feel that they do not have enough time to meditate all day long.

However, because the spiritual resources were too abundant, he could only practice for four hours a day at most. Any more would be beyond his capacity.

The extra time had to be spent studying spells and formations.