Chapter 892: Nine files

"Uncle Bao, have you adjusted it?"
Feng Yun carefully selected the soil powder in the stone plate again to ensure that there were no impurities and the particle size was uniform before raising his head and shouting to the storm.
"It's done. Will you send the water now?"
The storm immediately responded and raised a wooden barrel in his hand.
"Send it now."
"It's ready soon."
The storm immediately took action, sliding along a stone eggshell to the surface, hitting a bucket of water from a water outlet that was pouring outward, and galloping away toward the wind and clouds.
Standing beside Fengyun, the storm looked at the stone pan filled with mud and powder, and asked, "Do you want to pour water in?"
"Yes, but let me."
Feng Yun took the wooden barrel from the palm of the storm, but did not pour the water in the barrel into the stone tray, but poured it into the sky.
"Yun, what are you?"
The storm didn't understand Feng Yun's actions, but he soon knew his intentions.
Although the water was splashed into the sky by him, in the end they still fell into the stone plate, and the effect was far better than pouring it directly into the water.
The spring water that was splashed into the sky by the wind and cloud had already dispersed when it fell, and when they fell into the stone plate, it looked like a shower of rain.
Therefore, when they really fall into the stone pan, they appear to be very uniform. The mud powder in the stone pan is wetted, but there is no place where there is too much water or where there is very little water.
The storm took the barrel from Fengyun's hand and asked, "Is it still useful?"
Fengyun looked at the moist soil in the stone pan, and replied, "Not necessary for the time being."
With that said, he opened his shoulder bag again, took out the temporarily put away snake scale, and then dug a hole near the edge of the stone plate, and put it in carefully. Cultivated the soil.
Feng Yun didn't stand up, but squatted on the spot, staring at it closely with his eyes looking a little serious.
The storm standing next to Feng Yun also stared at the snake scales without blinking, and seemed to be much more nervous than Feng Yun.
In fact, he was really nervous.
Don't look at the snake scale except for its strange appearance. It seems that there is nothing noticeable about it. Even its name was just given to it by Fengyun not long ago, but the storm knows that it is definitely not simple.
As for the reason why he would come to this conclusion, nothing else, only one is enough, it comes from the Serpent Mountain.
It is an outright forbidden place in the eyes of everyone in the Huojiao tribe. Except for the legendary ancestor who created the tribe, no one has actually approached it.
This time Fengyun picked such a plant from it, whether it was luck or other reasons. Not to mention that it looks very special. It is very similar to the scale armor on the tribal totem, even if there is nothing special. It will never be the same as ordinary plants.
Feng Yun has a hunch that if this snake scale plant picked by Feng Yun from the Snake God Mountain can be fully utilized, it might have immeasurable benefits to the entire tribe.
The snake scale has been planted, but with the passage of time, the brows of the wind and the storm are frowning. It is not that it has changed something that makes them feel inappropriate. On the contrary, it has not happened. Variety.
This is clearly unacceptable to them.
They have witnessed the effects of the spring water of double cold springs. Even though the current spring water comes from artificial double cold springs, they have been able to determine that compared with natural double cold springs, they are not bad at all, and even worse. Better.
It stands to reason that the snake scale planted in the soil soaked by spring water should not change without change.
Even if for the sake of caution, the spring water from the double cold springs this time was produced in the lowest operating state, but this does not mean that it is no different from ordinary spring water.
As long as the double cold springs are running, the force of nature will be integrated into the water, that is to say, the spring water that wets the soil in the stone pan contains the force of nature.
If rainbow rice, which has been very successful in trial planting, is planted in a stone pan, even if this level of spring water is not enough to make them grow rapidly, there is no problem in letting them germinate.
Rainbow rice is a spiritual thing, and it is not comparable to ordinary plants. Therefore, it is quite unusual that snake scale has not undergone any changes.
However, Feng Yun felt more relieved after thinking that it came from the mysterious Serpent Mountain.
He raised his head and looked at the storm, wondering if he had thought of it. He found that the other person's eyes were filled with excitement.
Before Feng Yun could speak, the storm spoke first: "I'm going to raise the double cold spring."
Before he could say anything, he just carried the wooden barrel and ran to the man-made double cold spring.
Looking at the storm’s back, Feng Yun nodded slightly, and then seemed to think of something, and shouted: "Uncle Storm, adjust two frames."
When he tested the artificial double cold springs, in order to ensure accuracy and ease of operation, they divided their operating levels into nine levels from low to high.
If you adjust upwards one by one, and after each upward adjustment, you need to wait for a while before the natural power content of the spring can meet the requirements, and it will take a lot of time to adjust from one to nine.
Since the snake scale did not respond at all to the first-stage spring water, there is no need to follow the steps. The concentration of the force of nature in the spring water is high. It is a big deal to control the amount of water when watering.
"understood."
Although the storm did not look back, a smile appeared on his face, and it was clear that Fengyun's proposal was in his arms.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the storm reappeared in front of Fengyun, and handed the wooden bucket full of spring water to him.
Feng Yun didn't speak, and took the wooden barrel directly, but when he was about to pour water on the snake scale, a strange look passed through his eyes.
It's not that there is something wrong with the spring water in the bucket, but the wooden bucket filled with water. A touch of green appears near the edge. If you look closely, you will find that it is a tender bud.
When choosing the materials for making wooden barrels, he chose a dead tree that had been dead for many years, and there was no sign of life.
But after being soaked in spring water, it sprouted sprouts again, which shows how powerful the spring water is.
This also made Fengyun Snakescale's next changes a lot of expectations, but when he really poured rain on the Snakescale, his brows wrinkled again.
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