My disciples have hidden identities

This world is very traditional, and it pays attention to bloodlines, and there are no random things at all.

And it was precisely this that gave Ji Ping a chance in life.

He decided.

Let Chi Zhengyang try to see if he can produce a hybrid spirit rice!

Chapter 21 Hybrid Spirit Rice?

It is difficult for Ji Pingsheng to explain what hybridization is, because he only knows a little bit.

However, he can't explain, he can describe!

After thinking for a while, Ji Pingsheng said, "Do you know the Kunpeng? The new species born from the mating of the Kunpeng and the Mipeng is a hybrid species."

Ji Youkun, who was running fast a few kilometers away, suddenly sneezed, and a chill came out of his tender body.

Chi Zhengyang said blankly: "Isn't Kunpeng one of the ten evil spirits in ancient times? How could the evil beasts descended from the sky be born?"

amount.

Ji Pingsheng is a little embarrassed, I don't know.

He always thought that Kunpeng was a hybrid species of Kun and Dapeng, but he didn't expect that he had such a brilliant lineage.

Disrespectful.

He gave another example: "The species born from the mating of the falling goose horse and the rhinoceros is a hybrid species."

"This……"

Chi Zhengyang's face turned ugly, he imagined the mating process of Luoyan horse and rhino sheep in his mind, and he couldn't help but shuddered all over his body: "Sovereign, this is against the family law!"

"Do not."

Ji Pingsheng shook his head and continued to instill the correct principles in Chi Zhengyang: "This is to learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses."

"The advantage of hybridization is that after many experiments and cooperation, all the shortcomings of the two creatures are eliminated, and the advantages are combined to form a brand new species."

As he said that, he patted Chi Zhengyang on the shoulder solemnly: "This is a taboo method to create new species and new spirit beasts. It depends on whether you dare to do it or not!"

"Create new species?"

Chi Zhengyang muttered to himself, and Ji Pingsheng's words kept echoing in his mind, making his eyes brighter and brighter, as if opening the door to a new world.

The temptation to create a brand-new species that has been passed down for thousands of years is not insignificant, but any individual will be tempted.

If it is really successful, there may even be an extra miscellaneous family among the hundreds of saints.

Just when Chi Zhengyang's spirit sank deeper and deeper, Ji Pingsheng's voice pulled him back from his fantasy.

"Of course, these are not what you should think about now."

Ji Pingsheng said with a gentle smile on his face: "You go to prepare a variety of spiritual rice first, and research the hybrid spiritual rice that combines all the advantages."

Chi Zhengyang let out a deep breath, his expression became serious, and he nodded heavily: "I know the suzerain, I will go back to Lingtian to study hybrid spiritual rice, and I will never let down your trust!"

He had a vague feeling that the hybrid spiritual rice might really work!

Looking at the energetic Chi Zhengyang, Ji Pingsheng couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Hybrid spiritual rice?

I am just joking.

In this world, what do you use to refine genes?

Do you use your hands?

Ji Pingsheng watched Chi Zhengyang go away, but in fact he also had a little expectation in his heart.

It is hoped that Chizhengyang can really produce the hybrid spiritual rice and greatly increase the yield.

Of course, he wasn't doing it for his own 100-meter Lingtian.

Just want to make a little contribution to this world.

"It can be regarded as solving such a group of troublesome ghosts."

Ji Pingsheng looked at the empty ancient bronze palace, and his mind immediately relaxed. After a long stretch, he stepped down from the purple-gold seat.

"Go back and rest."

Just because of his sudden whim, the whole sect became busy.

Jing Muxi was fascinated by holding "Nine Swords of Life" in the back mountain.

Qi Luo sat cross-legged barefoot on the rug to condense the purple energy of the sun.

Ji Youkun was running around Shang Qingzong with a bitter face.

Chi Zhengyang went crazy in order to combine the essence of the two kinds of spiritual rice.

Ji Pingsheng originally thought that the absence of daily inspections would last for a month.

But at noon on the seventh day, he who was still asleep was suddenly awakened by a loud knock on the door.

"Who is so unqualified in the early morning!"

Ji Pingsheng was so angry that he got up, got up from the bed in a drowsy manner, and walked out of the room with a sullen face.

"Sovereign! Sovereign, open the door quickly!"

A voice full of excitement came in.

Chi Zhengyang?

Why is he here?

As soon as he heard that he was the most diligent disciple in his family, Ji Pingsheng's anger disappeared instantly, and he straightened his clothes and opened the door.

Outside the door, Chi Zhengyang was extremely messy, with weeds and dirt stuck to his clothes, and beads of sweat hung on his flushed face from excitement.

"Disheveled and shaggy, how decent is it!"

Ji Pingsheng showed the air of a suzerain, and reprimanded him with a straight face.

However, Chi Zhengyang ignored it directly, and said with a very excited expression: "It's done! I'm the suzerain!"

Ji Pingsheng wondered, "What are you doing?"

Chi Zhengyang raised his tone sharply and said, "Hybrid Lingdao!"

"what?"

Ji Pingsheng's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Did I hear you right, the hybrid spiritual rice is ready?

Ji Pingsheng asked suspiciously: "No, no, are you sure?"

Chi Zhengyang's lips trembled, and he didn't know what to say, so he grabbed Ji Pingsheng's arm and ran out of the courtyard.

"Sect Master, come with me!"

Chi Zhengyang, who was in a state of excitement, didn't pay attention to his speed at all, and the two of them flew hundreds of meters away in a whoosh.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Ji Pingsheng, who was carried up and flew up without any resistance, shouted repeatedly, and the afterimages that kept flashing on both sides of his sight told him.

Chi Zhengyang's speed is more than ten times faster than him!

In less than 2 minutes, they arrived at the Lingtian of Emperor Qingzong.

Ji Pingsheng, who hadn't touched the ground for 2 minutes, felt his legs go limp when he landed.

"Look, suzerain!"

Chi Zhengyang pointed at the Lingtian and shouted.

"What are you looking at!"

Ji Pingsheng lightly rubbed his limp legs, and said angrily.

His eyes followed Chi Zhengyang's fingers and looked forward.

In an instant, a golden light came into his eyes.

The endless golden spiritual rice is very dazzling under the scorching sun.

In the middle of the golden light, strands of white wisps float in the air, which is almost solid majestic aura.

It's all spiritual rice!

It's all about money!

"Oh my God!"

Ji Pingsheng murmured dully, turned his head to look at Chi Zhengyang, and asked with disbelief: "Isn't it the spiritual rice that was harvested just now? Why did it grow again? And it's so lush?"

The spiritual rice is harvested every half a month to a month. How many days has it been since the last time the spiritual rice was harvested?

Less than ten days!

And looking at the output, it seems to be two or three times more than before!

Chi Zhengyang looked at Ji Pingsheng with admiration, and said excitedly: "This batch is the hybrid spiritual rice that the suzerain said. The yield is three times that of ordinary spiritual rice, and the growth rate is more than doubled!"

"We made it!"

No, no, fuck me, you made it...

Ji Ping's head is still dizzy up to now, and the shock that can't be concealed appears on his face.

He never expected that Chi Zhengyang really made the hybrid spiritual rice that he said casually?

There are no machines, no equipment.

Just do it with one hand?

Find out how to do it.

Chapter 22 Ji Pingsheng is going to the city!

"how did you do it?"

Ji Pingsheng asked in shock.

"With the suzerain to develop ideas, it will be very simple."

Chi Zhengyang praised Ji Pingsheng first, and then explained: "I crushed a variety of spiritual rice into fine powder that is invisible to the naked eye, and used spiritual energy to extract the essence, then gathered all the essence together, and finally put the The finished product is ripened and condensed, which is hybrid rice.

Decomposition, extraction, aggregation, ripening.

This series of steps was said lightly from Chi Zhengyang's mouth.

"I used one day to ripen the hybrid spiritual rice, and it was fully ripe on the sixth day."

Speaking of this, Chi Zhengyang couldn't help sighing: "It is ripe in six days, the yield has tripled, and the hybrid spiritual rice that brings together all the advantages of spiritual rice is really awesome!"

Can't understand.

Although he couldn't understand it, Ji Pingsheng also knew it very well.

you're good.

He stared at Chi Zhengyang with bright eyes, and praised in his heart, once again thinking that the old suzerain had picked up a treasure!

This son Yi Zhengyang is really a genius in farming!

This kind of person, even if it is unscrupulous, will stay in Shang Qingzong for a lifetime!

"Cough cough."

Ji Pingsheng subconsciously coughed twice, tensed his face to make himself look more dignified, and said earnestly: "Don't be too proud, hybrid spiritual rice is only the first step in the method of hybrid planting."

He will continue to instill correct knowledge in Chi Zhengyang.

The method of hybrid planting?

Chi Zhengyang looked confused, he could always hear some wonderful words from the suzerain.

For example, Sabi, for example, cerebral palsy, for example, I licked those long legs and so on.