Ball Ball Cultivation

After saying goodbye to Fu Chubo, Qiuqiu drove the almost new second-hand car all the way back to the apartment and parked it in the free public parking space.

After returning home with the purchased daily necessities, he asked, "What's wrong with this Fu Chubo? Why does he keep pestering you?"

"He wants me to bring him good luck."

"His senses are very sensitive, just like a student with an exam coming up, he gets nervous and scared, but once he finds an outlet to let his emotions out, his excitement will calm down. Your aura can make him feel at ease."

Qiuqiu felt a little emotional, it all comes down to psychology.

Then he asked, "Can you help him get the project?"

"I don't know. It depends on his strength and luck. I help him with his luck, but I just boost his original luck."

Qiuqiu said worriedly, "Your life won't be lost, just some harm will be fine. I'll find a tutorial video for you so you can learn to drive first. If you can drive at night, we can set off tonight. Save your stone heart, it's related to your life."

Qiuqiu even wanted to lure him into space to work for him. The land nurtured by the five-colored blessed soil was uniquely suited for growing spiritual plants and was much more useful than any interstellar culture medium.

Wen Yuan spent a night learning common sense and some basic skills. Seeing Qiuqiu sleeping soundly in the bedroom, he began to study Fu Chubo's competition project.

The sun was high in the sky, and Qiuqiu was driving at first. After leaving the city and onto the open road, Wen Yuan only tried driving for five minutes before he had completely mastered all the skills and was able to do it skillfully.

According to the map navigation, it took more than three hours to drive to the mountain range called Lianshan. It is much larger than Jiaolong Mountain, but its altitude is only four or five hundred meters at most.

"We're going to park here? You're sensing the mountain spirit."

“There are no mountain spirits.”

"Why are we stopping here without the mountain spirit? Let's go to the next target."

"There's a stone heart, it's losing its power. Let's take it out and take it away."

"Where is it? What effect will removing this stone core have on the mountain?"

Wen Yuan walked in front, and Qiuqiu followed behind carrying a military shovel.

"It won't have any impact. The essence of the mountain forms a stone core, but it doesn't have any spiritual intelligence. It takes tens of thousands of years for a spiritual intelligence to appear. I'm special because my essence is the essence of the Five Elements Blessed Earth, which is the most likely to produce earth-type spiritual intelligence. This mountain is just ordinary rock, so it's rare for it to give birth to a stone core."

Climbing halfway up the mountain: "The mountain here is basically intact, how could the stone core dissipate?"

Wen Yuan pursed his lips, and seeing Qiuqiu's eyes seeking an answer, he explained helplessly:

"It takes countless years for mountain spirits to naturally become spirits. The right time, right place, and right people are all essential. Now is the Dharma Ending Age. There is no power of faith, the power of nature is weak, and the country is suppressing it. For a series of reasons, many spirits have fallen into a deep sleep. If they sleep for too long, their energy will not be replenished and they will dissipate."

"To put it bluntly, you were killed, and they slowly starved to death. It was both tragic."

Wen Yuan agreed when he heard this. If one sleeps for a long time, the energy will not be replenished and will slowly dissipate. Wouldn't that mean one will starve to death?

"Then if we take away their stone heart, this mountain will no longer be able to become spiritual."

"If I don't take it away, it will dissipate completely in less than a hundred years. It may take hundreds of years to accumulate the stone heart, but it will dissipate in just a few hundred years."

When they reached a place shaded by green trees, Wen Yuan picked up a military shovel and started digging. This was specially bought by Qiuqiu before coming here.

"How deep is it? Do we need to spend money to hire someone to dig it out?" This is a mountain, and the military shovel can only shovel soil.

"No, dig half a man deep, enough for me to sit in, and lead the stone heart here."

There is also this operation. It reminds me of the little elves collecting spiritual veins in the past. They only needed to wave their hands and they could grab the spiritual veins buried deep underground.

After digging more than half a meter deep, yellow stones were exposed. Wen Yuan sat cross-legged and offered up his stone heart - the origin of blessed soil.

The multicolored light extended downwards, and within ten minutes, a yellow ball of light with a radius of more than half a meter emerged from the mountain. Wen Yuan formed seals with his hands, and the yellow ball of light quickly condensed into a yellow stone bead the size of a pigeon egg.

After Wen Yuan rested for a while, Qiuqiu made a net bag and hung the stone beads around his neck.

"At the beginning, this stone heart was much larger than yours, and its foundation was much deeper than yours?"

Wen Yuan said helplessly, "Its energy is abundant but scattered, and its properties are single. Although it is large, it doesn't have even one tenth of the energy of my stone heart."

"How exactly is this calculated? Look at this continuous mountain range, it's more than ten times the size of your complete body. Why did you become a spirit first, while it only condensed into such a small core?"

"First of all, I am different from others. I am the Five-Colored Blessed Soil, a treasure of earth attribute with all five attributes. The land around me will become more and more fertile because of my existence, and all living things will be happy and healthy."

"But the effect is mutual. The more harm they do to me, the greater the backlash they will suffer. This is just an earth-type stone mountain. It is rare to be able to condense such a large stone core."

"Now that we have taken away the stone heart, this mountain range has no possibility of growing. Do we have to bear the consequences?" Qiuqiu still pays attention to these things when he embarks on the path of cultivation.

"No, the Stone Heart is dissipating. There are many reasons for its dissipation, and we are not the main reason."

"Okay, I'll fill the hole and we'll go to the next place. I don't want to set up a tent in the middle of nowhere."

Following the navigation all the way, Qiuqiu's driving skills became more and more advanced. "By the way, Wenyuan, be careful when you collect the stone heart. Don't let others see you, and don't let them be photographed by satellites. The aerial photography technology here is quite advanced."

“Like taking a picture with a cell phone?”

"Well, we can only see the approximate buildings on the satellite map because we don't have enough clearance. If we attract the attention of someone with higher clearance, we'll be in trouble."

Wen Yuan stopped playing with the stone bead. Qiuqiu could see that he was very disappointed. Although obtaining the stone bead could extend his life, it also meant that there was no possibility of a member of his clan being born.

Before dark, Qiuqiu arrived at the foot of Luanshan Mountain. There were hotels and farmhouses in the towns at the foot of the mountain. Qiuqiu found a hotel to accommodate Wen Yuan, who was in a bad mood, and went out to eat and inquire about the news.

There have been many famous people around this mountain, but the villagers can’t explain why. The mountain is huge, with green trees and a sense of vitality.

After returning, Wen Yuan had already packed his backpack and was ready to leave. "We have to act overnight. Do we really need to fight so hard? Didn't you already get a stone heart?"

"There's a mountain spirit here, and it's awake. It's calling me."

"No, I just want to know, do all mountains have mountain spirits? Why haven't I heard of this before? It's rare for a mountain to become spiritual, right?"

Qiuqiu was talking about the records in his family's collection of books and the common sense of the cultivation world in Mount Everest.