I saw that the dead ruby vine, one of the branches, sprouted green buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, one leaf, two leaves, three leaves. Finally, a small green bud grew.
'This'. It's amazing. 'Yu Lingchun stood up suddenly, picked up the hem of her skirt, turned around and ran away.
"Husband, husband" she wanted to share the joy with her husband. But as soon as she took two steps, she saw Chen Ping sitting under the pavilion. She was so happy that she ran over and pulled Chen Ping towards Lingzhi: "Husband, husband, come and take a look. That ruby vine? Do you remember? They were all dead, but they sprouted again just now. This spiritual plant is really... amazing."
"Look, just this one." Hey, is this wife short-sighted? Or are some spiritual plants really so magical?
Will he come back from the dead? So that Yu Lingchun can't figure out the rules? Chen Ping smiled and said, "That's because I cast a spell." Yu Lingchun hummed.
Then he looked at a few abandoned dead branches on one side and said: "Yes, Lingzhi can't figure it out. He actually came back from the dead. I have been raising this red jade vine for a long time and it is difficult to take care of it. In Lianyun City, I A dozen plants were planted to death, but this one actually came alive. Unfortunately, those branches did not come back to life." As he said this, he suddenly found that the dead branches were also sprouting new shoots at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her eyes widened and she was speechless. He looked at the dead branches, then at Chen Ping, and immediately reacted, saying: "Husband, what did you just say? Did you cast a spell?" Your reflex arc is better than lightning.
Chen Ping teased her: "Yes, if you don't cast a spell, how can you resurrect yourself? You are stupid." Yu Lingchun was overjoyed, her man really knew everything.
But then he thought of his recklessness just now, and suddenly felt a little shy, burying his face deeply in Chen Ping's chest, feeling a little embarrassed.
After a while, he raised his head: "What kind of spell is this? Why is it so powerful?" Chen Ping took her and sat down in the pavilion: "The basic spell of the wood system, dead wood springs back to life, is not a powerful spell. In the later stage of Qi training, Anyone can learn it." What Chen Ping didn't say is: anyone can learn it, but it's difficult to master it.
In this world, the civilization of cultivating immortals has been passed down for trillions of years, and many spells can be found everywhere. Especially the spells of the Qi Refining Stage, which are never in short supply. You can buy one with just a few low-grade spiritual stones.
In the book shop, there are hundreds, if not thousands, of spell books. As long as you have a few spirit stones, you can obtain them without any other threshold.
But the difficulty is that practicing magic is difficult. And very time consuming. For immortal cultivators, the least valuable thing is time, and at the same time, the most valuable thing is time.
Many monks will not learn spells indiscriminately, as it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive. Chen Ping himself is like this, he feels that his time is never enough.
Three hours a day are spent practicing the exercises, two hours are used to draw talismans and make money, three hours are reserved for sleeping, and one hour is spent dealing with various miscellaneous matters. The remaining two hours of the day are full and can be used freely.
If you also do things like 'digging holes', then there won't be enough time. This is because he can draw symbols quickly, with high quality, and it is easy to make money.
Other ways to make money, such as animal hunters, will only be more time-consuming. How much time is left to practice magic?
Moreover, every spell is difficult to master. Therefore, seek refinement, not too much. If Chen Ping hadn't had a panel, learning these basic spells would lay the foundation for learning other advanced spells in the future, otherwise he wouldn't have learned them.
Seeing Yu Lingchun's eyes shining, Chen Ping said: "So, work hard to practice the skills. There is plenty of spiritual power here, and strive to practice the late stage of Qi as soon as possible. By then, you can learn the wood spells you want to do as you like."
"By then, there will be no spiritual plants that cannot survive." As soon as the cake was drawn, Yu Lingchun was immediately full of expectations for the future.
The beautiful picture of "a yard full of tall spiritual plants and people enjoying the shade under the spiritual plants" already appeared in her mind.
The sun sets in the west. Lin Changshou visited Chen Ping's house. After some pleasantries, Lin Changsheng asked Chen Ping if he was interested in working for Chen Changsheng together.
Chen Ping was already prepared for this and rejected Lin Changshou's invitation on the grounds that he didn't like to appear in public and had no worries about his livelihood for the time being.
Lin Changsheng was surprised that Chen Ping actually refused to work for Chen Changsheng, who might be building a foundation for the future. What an opportunity.
But Chen Ping refused simply, and he couldn't force it. I just felt a pang of regret in my heart. Talking about the magic weapon, Lin Changshou sighed: "I went to Jisanfang City today. That magic weapon, tsk tsk, is not easy to sell, but the price is very stable. A second-hand first-class low-grade magic weapon can be sold for at least 3 pieces." Medium-grade spiritual stones and rare ones can even be sold for more.”
"At the beginning, Lianyun City only needed sixty or seventy low-grade spiritual stones to buy one. It's a pity that they were all sold. Alas, how many spiritual stones would have to be earned if I wanted to keep them." Lin Changshou was very annoyed.
I bought at a high level, sold at a low level, and now it's back to a high level, but unfortunately I have no goods in hand. I couldn't help but come to Chen Ping to seek a sense of identity.
Lin Changshou knew that Chen Ping had not bought a single magic weapon at the beginning, and even sold the magic weapon in his hand at a high price.
"I know that. I brought two extra ones, so I have a little idea of the price." Chen Ping said calmly.
Lin Changshou agreed: "Yeah, it's a pity for you and me. You sold it too early... huh? Did you bring it with you?" Lin Changshou wanted to ask more, but stopped suddenly because he caught a glimpse of the hanging on the wall. of magic weapon.
One of them is Chen Ping's sword. Why does the other one look more familiar the more I look at it? That outline, that style, that volume, that familiar feeling, it's just... there seems to be some dust left on the handle in front of me.
However, this is the magical weapon that I cherished very much at the beginning and can be used to destroy strongholds. I kept it until the end before reluctantly selling it.
"This..." Lin Changshou had a toothache. Chen Ping saw through Lin Changshou's doubts and said with a smile: "I sold them all when the price was really high. Later, before I left Lianyuncheng, it looked really cheap and I couldn't help but buy two more middle-grade magic weapons. It's a pity that I can't take them with me. Too many." The corner of Lin Changshou's mouth twitched... There are two middle-grade magic weapons.
A mid-grade magic weapon can earn at least 4 mid-grade spiritual stones. A huge amount of money. Lin Changshou remembered that one of Chen Ping's luggage had never left his body during the migration. At first, he thought that Chen Ping's luggage was very light, so he never left it. Now it seems that it contains a valuable medium-grade magic weapon... So that's it... He suddenly realized.
After stabilizing his mind, Lin Changshou couldn't help criticizing Chen Ping and said: "Look at you, you are lucky enough to have brought a medium-grade magic weapon. That is a good profit. You must take good care of it. Look, it's all stained You don't take care of the dust, this is a middle-grade magical weapon, and so are you." Youdao is a magical weapon like a Taoist companion.
It needs to be taken good care of, right?
"Oh, this." Chen Ping said: "That's not dust. Some time ago, when planting spiritual plants in the backyard, the soil needed to be loosened. This destructive magic weapon just served its purpose, so I used it to dig the ground." Lin Changshou only said I felt like my breathing was getting faster, and I felt waves of chest tightness coming over me.
Are you going to dig the ground with a medium-grade magic weapon? Digging? Digging? …Is this how middle-grade magic weapons are used? Lin Changshou felt that he couldn't stay here anymore, and he would die from chest tightness if he stayed any longer.
It's really... people comparing themselves to each other is so irritating. I treated this magic weapon as a treasure at the beginning. If it wasn't too heavy and inconvenient to carry, I wouldn't be willing to sell it.
Lin Changshou didn't even have time to drink the spiritual tea that Yu Lingchun had just brought, and left in a hurry.
