“The Soul-Eating Grass has been exhausted, and there are not many other herbs left.
There are a total of thirteen completed elixirs. If you can find a suitable elixir workshop, selling twenty spiritual stones will not be a problem.
I still had five Qi Gathering Pills in my hand... I sold them all when I went down the mountain so that I could buy more medicinal materials, um, and the amulet box used by Shu Yue. "
Zhao Qing was cleaning up the quiet room while thinking about his next plan.
After half a stick of incense, he opened the door and came to the yard. It was just dawning, and the stars could still be seen dimly twinkling.
Although the depletion of spiritual energy made him a little tired, his mood was not generally good at the moment, and even the cool air seemed to become much more friendly.
As if she heard the noise, the door to the bedroom was slowly pushed open. Wang Shuyue wrapped her head in her clothes and said, "Husband, why aren't you sleeping again? Didn't you say you just meditated for a while?"
Zhao Qing was in a good mood. He quickly walked up to his wife, hugged him and gave her a quick sip. His wife didn't react at all, with a hazy look on her face.
"Shu Yue, there is something going on in our family. You should be able to guess it even if I don't tell you." Now that there has been progress in alchemy, and his wife is obedient and smart, he is ready to tell the truth.
Wang Shuyue's big eyes twitched: "It's about why we own this courtyard alone?"
wrong answer! Zhao Qing slowly shook his head.
"That's... sometimes you only need to submit thirty kilograms of wood?"
Zhao Qing looked at his wife with confusion on his face. He remembered that he didn't seem to have said anything about the thirty kilograms of tasks.
The girl stuck out her tongue and made a soft nasal sound.
"Hmph, I still know how much firewood our family has. Sometimes you only bring a small amount of firewood when you go out to get food. I guess it's only thirty kilograms, right?"
Zhao Qing:......
"No, there's something else."
The girl frowned, thinking deeply, and finally said aggrievedly: "I can't think of it, what on earth is going on?"
Zhao Qing stared at his wife thoughtfully. After his observation during this period, his wife's expression and tone... there was a high probability that he had been discovered about making alchemy.
He suddenly laughed strangely: "It's okay, just forget it if you don't expect it."
You pretend not to know, I haven’t told you yet, let’s see who can’t hold it in!
Wang Shuyue looked puzzled, her big eyes blinking, puzzled.
"Husband, aren't you sleepy? You can see bloodshot eyes in your eyes! Come and sleep now! I'll massage your shoulders~"
Zhao Qing was welcomed into the house by his beloved wife and lay down on the couch. He soon felt sleepy.
He warned: "If you wake up early, remember to wake me up."
The girl put her hands on his shoulders, squeezed them gently, and complained: "You haven't even gone to bed yet, and you are already thinking about getting up! Why are you getting up so early? There is still firewood at home."
Zhao Qing shook his head slightly.
"No, I need to collect more firewood tomorrow. I'm going to go down the mountain the day after tomorrow. You can stay home then. I won't stay in Fangshi for too long."
Wang Shuyue raised her head and looked at the wooden box under the window coffin. She tightened her lips and said, "Oh! Then I'll call you in the morning!"
…
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Qing felt a warm breath in his hazy consciousness, and his nose felt a little itchy.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw his beloved wife right in front of his face, not knowing what he was looking at.
"What time is it now?" He sat up and asked, taking the water glass from his beloved wife.
"It will be noon in more than half an hour! How are you? Did you sleep well?"
Zhao Qing nodded subconsciously, took a sip of wolfberry water, blinked hard, forced himself to wake up, and asked: "What were you looking at just now?"
The corners of the girl's lips tightened, then relaxed and revealed a sweet smile. "My husband must have been handsome when he was young, right?"
"Husband, you have been too tired these days. Don't push yourself too hard and pay more attention to rest."
Zhao Qing looked at the bronze mirror and asked doubtfully: "Do I look haggard?"
"It's okay, Shuyue is just a little curious."
Zhao Qing stood up, arranged his robes under the care of his beloved wife, and said after deep thought: "If I am lucky enough to build the foundation, my appearance should be much younger. You must also seize the time to study the skills, do you understand?"
The girl handed the working tools to her husband's hands, pursed her lips and nodded vigorously.
Zhao Qing left the room and came to the yard, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.
I seemed to have heard something too tight just now?
"Shu Yue!"
"I have only been focusing on practicing these two days and have not spent time with you. When I come back in the evening, I will make you a facial mask. Just like last time, your skin will become much tenderer."
The girl was listening behind him, her pretty face flew up to the clouds, then she turned around shyly and hid in the bedroom.
…
Near the halfway point of Shouyun Mountain, Zhao Qing waved his ax time and again, and time passed quickly.
It was already sunset in the blink of an eye. At a certain moment, an idea flashed in his mind and he had an immature idea.
Since successfully refining alchemy can increase proficiency, can casting spells also increase it?
In fact, cutting down trees every day is of no benefit to your cultivation, and it also takes a lot of time... It would be nice if cutting down trees could also increase your proficiency.
Thinking of this, he chopped the ax into the trunk of the tree, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and mobilized the spiritual energy around his body.
In his early years, he also practiced two types of magic. At that time, his energy was relatively high and he practiced diligently. But later he discovered that there was no magic needed to chop wood in Huozaofang, and there was no chance for the handyman disciples to learn from each other. They couldn't complete their daily tasks, so how could they bother to practice.
Years passed by, I was no longer young, and my magic skills were already unfamiliar, but the traces engraved in my memory and flowing in my meridians will not disappear.
At that time, there was a young man who went to the kitchen to clean up very early every day. After all the senior brothers went to work, he would hide and secretly study the Chi Lian Jue.
The power of a finger can ignite the firewood under the huge stove, and he has been in the kitchen for several days.
Zhao Qing found a familiar feeling and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes, which had been dull for many years, showed a rare sharp look. Fiery restlessness came from his meridians, traveling throughout his body, and finally gathered at his fingertips.
In an instant, the fire came out, and the saplings in the distance that had just sprouted buds from the roots of the old trees withered instantly, and the fire spread and burned away a patch of weeds.
[Acquire proficiency in red training techniques: 1]
[Li Zi·Chi Lian Jue: A first glimpse into the door·Entering the room (1/10)]
Zhao Qing stared at his fingertips in confusion, glanced at the panel, and then mobilized his spiritual energy again to cast it again.
[Li Zi·Chi Lian Jue: A first glimpse into the door·Enter the room (2/10)]
Although he was overjoyed, he still had a trace of doubt. "I've long been familiar with the Chi Lian Jue, so how come I'm still getting my first glimpse at the panel?"
After half a stick of incense, Zhao Qing tried another spell. Discovery is also the first glimpse of the realm. It was finally confirmed that after the awakening panel, all the spells were accumulated from the lowest level.
After this attempt and confirming that the spell could accumulate proficiency, he did not continue.
Instead, he worked harder to chop down trees, planning to find an ax skill when he went down the mountain tomorrow, even the most pheasant kind.
If you can cut down trees every day, you can also increase your proficiency...
Zhao Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, became excited, and showed a perverted smile.
…
At midnight, Wang Shuyue collapsed on the bed.
"Husband, I have never heard anyone say this about facial masks."
"This is the name I made myself. Apply it on your face to protect your skin." Zhao Qing quietly raised his arm behind her...
"My husband knows how to trick and bully Shu Yue! I didn't feel the effect that my husband said at all. Does it need to be applied for days?"
"Husband? Husband, why don't you say... Wuwu! Wuwuwu! Bah! Shu Yue, don't eat it! Zhao Qing!!!"
After Zhao Qing did something bad, he was chased and fled.
The next moment, he suddenly stopped and became quiet, and the lovely wife beside him stopped making noise. The two looked at each other with solemn expressions and listened intently.
…
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
It's a knock on the door.
A knock on the door late at night.
