Pounding medicine, washing rice, steaming, casting spells...
After a simple trial, Ling Xiao quickly mastered the secret of the mead brewing spell, successfully completed the soul-melting operation, and sealed the little man.
"I wonder how long it will take to brew it?"
Ling Xiao is looking forward to it.
He plans to check it every half month and once the brew is ready, it will be ready for the market.
Killer honey is the top spiritual food, supplemented by the perfect spiritual rice and spiritual grass cultivated by Ling Xiao. The spiritual wine brewed by then will be absolutely top-notch!
The night is still long.
Ling Xiao caught a few mandarin shrimps and mixed them with the crucian carp soup, finishing a delicious river fish dinner.
His cooking level is getting higher and higher now, and he is no longer limited to Xuangui Sanren's recipes. From time to time, he can come up with some new ideas and put them into practice.
Unfortunately, he couldn't share the delicious food.
Xuangui Sanren's cooking skills, like his spiritual eye stone and green trees, are his deepest buried secrets and must not be leaked.
After enjoying the perfect meal and absorbing the spiritual energy, Ling Xiao spent the rest of the time tidying up the spiritual pool.
After being raised for such a long time, the molten crucian carp has formed a cyclical ecology and reproduces extremely fast. Ling Xiao has not added new fry for a long time, relying entirely on the molten crucian carp to reproduce on their own.
The Yuanbao turtles are also fat and majestic, as big as a washbasin, and they are wandering wantonly in the water.
Now he has a total of 40 Yuanbao turtles, which can produce more than 200 turtle eggs in each round. The output is astonishing. And just like the molten crucian carp, there is no need for Ling Xiao to spend too much time on it, he just needs to feed it regularly!
Compared with the first two spiritual objects, the mantis shrimps in the remaining three spiritual ponds are extremely delicate, and Ling Xiao spends the most energy on them.
The mantis shrimps he raises maintain an adult rate of 40%, and a lot of them die prematurely. They are still far from the 50% limit of black turtles.
But even so, the benefits brought by the mantis shrimp are the largest among all spiritual pools. Most of the spiritual energy Ling Xiao eats every day comes from the mantis shrimp.
Unfortunately, the reproductive capacity of the mantis shrimp is too weak. Ling Xiao has no way to solve this problem, so he can only eat it and buy seedlings to supplement it.
After inspecting the spiritual pond, Ling Xiao turned his attention to the 10 acres of spiritual fields.
He recently discovered that as the spiritual field continues to be planted, the spiritual energy circulates more and more intensely.
This is a good sign.
Quantitative changes will eventually lead to qualitative changes!
When that day comes, Ling Xiao will also harvest his own second-level spiritual field!
The same situation also happens in the Medicine Garden, and even the upgrade of the Medicine Garden will definitely come earlier than the Spirit Field!
After all, what is currently planted in the medicine garden is all second-level spiritual grasses and above, including third-level green trees, cloud grass, and eclipse yangzhi!
The current medicine garden has really wronged them. It would be best to upgrade as soon as possible!
Ling Xiao thought about it and asked another day to find out if there was any way to speed up the upgrade of the medicine garden.
Everything is developing in a better direction.
Ling Xiao stretched out, sat down silently, took a sip of snake gall wine, and continued practicing.
Until dawn.
Ling Xiao carried 20 molten crucian carp and a basket of ingot turtle eggs and went out.
As a disciple, Ling Xiao is very conscious.
These are all gifts to the master.
Qingfengguan has always helped him too much, so he has to give back to his master, right?
In the familiar Chenjia Mountain, everything seems to be the same as before.
But Ling Xiao knew very well that after yesterday, everything would be different.
A large crowd of people gathered at the entrance of Qingfengguan.
"Little Master, when will Taoist Master Xuanji be free?"
"Little master, I am a descendant of the Zhang family in Nanshan. I am following the order of the clan leader..."
They introduced themselves in a flurry, and saluted Bailuchuan, which was only as high as their waists, with smiles on their faces.
Bailuchuan had never seen such a battle before. He retreated continuously and said anxiously: "Master has a destiny. Qingfeng Guan understands your good intentions, but please be sure to return the gifts. We cannot accept them!"
"do not!"
"Little master, please tell me..."
Everyone was anxious, getting closer and closer, and were about to cross the threshold.
Bailuchuan was at a loss as to what to do when he suddenly found someone else going up the mountain. The figure carrying fish and eggs was not the one he called brother during the day and junior brother at night... Ling Xiao?
"look!"
Bailuchuan pointed at Ling Xiao, then turned around and ran away quickly.
He is just a child, how can he handle this situation?
Of course you have to go to Ling Xiao.
The crowd at the door turned around and saw Ling Xiao, and they were even more overjoyed.
After yesterday's battle, the names of Ling Xiao and Ma Ying had already become famous in Beiliang with Qingfengguan's victory. At this moment, seeing the arrival of this popular fried chicken, everyone immediately swarmed up and surrounded him.
Ling Xiao glanced at them and had an idea.
This group of people is obviously the descendants of various major immortal clans, and they have been ordered to come and cultivate with Qingfeng Guan.
He sneered inwardly.
In the past, this group of people had always looked down upon Qingfengguan, and they were extremely snobbish.
"Young Master Ling, Zhang Xingyi is in Nanshan..."
"Master Ling, I am Wu Chao Wu Yifan..."
This group of people rushed to introduce themselves. They were just mid-level Qi refining practitioners, and they were entrusted with the task of running errands. When they met Ling Xiao, they were naturally fawning over him in every possible way.
Some even took out gifts and stuffed them into Ling Xiao's hands, eager to establish a good relationship with the latter.
Ling Xiao had already expected this, and calmly shook off the hands of the group of people, saying with a smile: "Good morning. Everyone has come from afar, Qingfeng Guanwu Mingwu. Unfortunately, today is the birthday of Sanqing Taoist, Qingfeng As we prepare for the festival, our manpower is very tight and we really can’t entertain you all.”
"Huh?"
Everyone was stunned, not knowing whether it was true or false.
One person suddenly asked loudly: "In that case, Mr. Ling, is there anything I can do to help?"
Everyone is just waking up from a dream.
yes!
Qingfengguan is short of manpower, and it’s time for them to help, perform well, and strive to form friendship with them!
In this way, their mission has been successfully completed. After returning, are they still afraid that the clan will not reward them generously?
"right!"
"If you have anything to do, just ask!"
"The matter of Qingfengguan is my Wushi's matter. If Mr. Ling gives me any instructions, I will be obliged to do so!"
Everyone was talking about it.
Ling Xiao pretended to be surprised and said: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, how can Ling resist?"
"Master Ling, where are you talking from?"
"We are here under orders, so we should help Qingfeng Guan!"
"If Mr. Ling has any orders, tell them as soon as possible!"
Ling Xiao snickered inwardly, but pretended to be grateful on the surface, saying: "In that case, Ling is welcome! Today is the birthday of Sanqing. In this temple, we must recite sutras for 12 hours. Everyone, just follow me!"
He didn't give them any chance to refuse, so he grabbed them and pulled them to Qingfeng Temple.
After entering the main hall of the temple, Ling Xiao took out the futon and asked everyone to kneel down to attend the ceremony. Another person shared a scripture.
Before everyone could react, they listened to Ling Xiao's instructions: "Let's begin! The louder you chant, the better. By then, the sound will shake the sky and be heard by the Taoist ancestors, and the merits will be immeasurable!"
"Remember, 12 hours!"
After saying this, Ling Xiao bowed to them, bowed respectfully, and then solemnly exited the main hall and went straight to the other courtyard.
The remaining people in the main hall looked at each other with suspicion in their hearts, but now they had entered the Taoist temple, and half of their purpose had been completed, so there was no way to leave.
I don't know who spoke, but the noise in the hall gradually became louder. Everyone chanted the scriptures loudly, for fear of being outcompeted.
The sound of reading reaches my ears.
The Taoist boys passing by were left scratching their heads.
