From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

In early spring in February, the area around Baimu Town is filled with fresh green.

With two rains in three years, the number of refugees in the six northern counties has become fewer and fewer.

Those who survived the drought were increasingly suspicious, cunning, and cruel.

Most of the places where there are still paddy fields that can be irrigated have been occupied by the rebels.

The imperial court was too busy with its own affairs to have time to clean up this mess.

The leader of the refugees had soldiers, money, food and armor, and began to dream of becoming king.

The soldiers in the county town were trying to put out the fire, but they could not escape the capture of one county town after another by refugees.

Perhaps they should no longer be called refugees, as they already have the appearance of a regular army.

Xu Xiru went to the provincial examination again. With his father, who was in the late stage of acquired wisdom, protecting him all the way, ordinary rebels did not have the courage to stop them.

But the world was becoming more and more chaotic, and Xu Xiru was becoming more and more confused.

He thought of Chen Yu who was fishing in Baimugou. His detached and free-spirited look was enviable.

When will he be able to reach this level?

In the small courtyard, Chen Yu was making an experiment.

In the past six months, with the help of Zhuguo and other spiritual medicines, his cultivation has already entered the ninth level of Qi Refining.

It’s a pity that there is no follow-up technique, so I don’t know how to break through the foundation.

Chen Yu was not in a hurry either. He had not expected that he would reach the peak of Qi Refining so quickly.

Instead of rashly diving into the vast and cruel world of cultivation, it is better to play in the mortal world for a few more years.

What's more, he felt that although he had already reached the ninth level of Qi training, his cultivation could still be improved.

Every time after practicing, I can feel myself getting stronger.

Although the growth rate is far lower than before reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, it is at least still improving.

Chen Yu wondered whether the first foundation-building cultivators had forced themselves up like this.

Now the space is four acres in size and is full of various spiritual plants.

The bamboos grew rapidly, and even without the dew, they had already stretched out more than twenty stalks. A few bamboo shoots had sprouted from the ground, and it looked like a small bamboo forest.

When the date tree matured last year, Chen Yu buried six date pits, and now a trunk as thick as an egg has grown out.

There are many jujube flowers on the tree. It won’t be long before he can eat the jujubes that are a specialty of this space.

Chen Yu expanded the pool a little bit, making it ten zhang long and four zhang wide, and still four feet deep.

The lotus root blooms when it grows to eleven leaves. Both the flowers and leaves are smaller than those of ordinary lotus.

The lotus flowers withered, revealing the lotus pods, which produced a total of forty-three seeds.

The spiritual energy contained in lotus seeds is neither too much nor too little; one lotus seed is roughly equivalent to twenty years of medicinal herbs.

Chen Yu planted all the lotus seeds and finally had a pond full of lotus leaves.

Now that the background is ready, we need to add some life to it.

He invited the carp into the pond, along with a hundred small fish each two fingers wide.

The reed marsh beside the pond has now grown to a considerable size, and the fish are reluctant to leave among the magical plants.

The carp often pull at the lotus leaves, but Chen Yu no longer feels sorry for them.

The old turtle was not let in because he was afraid that it would not be able to resist and eat his thousand-year-old elixir, which would be too late for regret.

What Chen Yu treasured most was the red fruit tree.

The first nine red fruits produced all had no seeds.

After that, Chen Yu tasted the sweetness and ripened it again.

This time it produced a seed, and like the Qingling fruit tree, the fruit with the seed had almost no spiritual energy or medicinal properties.

Chen Yu planted the seeds and got another red fruit tree.

The old red fruit tree is blooming again, and it will take another two or three months for the next bloom to mature.

It only takes a hundred years for the new red fruit tree to grow and mature. The fruit it produces is equivalent to a hundred-year-old elixir and is perfect for daily practice.

As for the Qingling fruit trees, there are now sixteen of them.

The sixteen fruit trees are arranged in two rows, all about four feet tall.

This fruit tree is very productive and can produce hundreds of Qingling fruits at a time.

The original mother plant produced two more rounds of fruit and then withered and died.

Chen Yu estimates that the lifespan of the fruit tree is about twenty years and it can bear fruit six to seven times.

There were so many fruits that even Chen Yu’s chickens and ducks could get one every few days.

However, as his understanding grew, the effect of the Qingling Fruit became weaker and weaker. The feeling of being refreshed also gradually disappeared, which made him feel pity.

In the past six months, the only thing that made Chen Yu dissatisfied was the research on the spirit gathering array.

If the difficulty of the Dust-Avoiding Array is equivalent to one plus one equals two, the Maze Array is solving a linear equation, and the Spirit Gathering Array is calculus.

Not only was the difficulty greatly increased, but some of the array patterns were too overbearing. Ordinary bamboo tablets could not be used to carve them at all, and they would fall apart halfway through.

There is no better way in the short term. The bamboo in the space is only slightly stronger than ordinary bamboo, but there is no qualitative change.

The killing array that followed, with Chen Yu's current brain power, looked like a heavenly book. This was a super advanced version!

There was no progress on the new formation, so Chen Yu started to play with the maze formation again to see if he could come up with some new tricks.

Recently, he combined the maze formation with the small cloud and rain technique, and when the formation was activated, the courtyard was shrouded in clouds and mist.

The formation can also adjust the range of spiritual consciousness interference according to the fog. When spiritual consciousness enters the fog, it is like falling into a quagmire.

If this formation were enlarged several times and placed in a valley, it would be enough to fool mortals into mistaking it for a miracle.

It also has great practical value. If you set up this formation when fighting against a cultivator, you can make the opponent run around like a headless fly.

While the outside world is in chaos, the town is bustling with activity on one hand and quiet and peaceful on the other.

The wasteland in the town has been almost completely reclaimed, and the six major families have recruited more than 3,000 young and strong men and women.

The next refugees to be taken in will be sent to the vast Fengqi Mountain to reclaim wasteland.

The escort has been expanded by several hundred people and now has nearly 1,300 people.

He Qiao's position rose with the times and he became a captain, in charge of more than 400 soldiers.

His wife gave birth years ago, and he is now a father.

As his experience grew, he also understood that his family was doing something serious enough to kill all nine generations of his clan.

Perhaps others thought that after the war was over, they would return to their hometowns and live a peaceful life.

Even within the six major families, most people think so.

However, he had a strange thought in his heart. The world was in turmoil, and only if he controlled the power himself could he avoid having to compromise.

The Hu couple's child was born, and they found the best midwife.

Although the process was somewhat dangerous, the mother and daughter were safe in the end.

His wife still blamed herself for not giving him a son, but Hu Jia Erlang said that he would be satisfied with just one child in this life, so what would be wrong with having a son or a daughter?

Soon after the child was born, the couple secretly came to Chen Yu's house to express their gratitude.

Chen Yu had already instructed them not to expose themselves, so they naturally strictly followed the instructions.

The baby was not even a month old and was not crying or making a fuss. He just stared at the stranger with his pair of shiny black eyes.

Chen Yu secretly passed a trace of spiritual energy over as a gift to the child.

Seeing that the child was very well behaved in Chen Yu's arms, the two could not help but marvel at the child, thinking that the child was born to recognize his benefactor.