Six months ago, Chen Baiwei successfully entered the first level of Qi training. When she was running excitedly, she accidentally fell into a spiritual rice field. When she grabbed the rice stalk, she found that she had an extra ability, called [Spiritual Planting Feedback] 】.
Lingzhi feeds back, as the name suggests, it requires Chen Baiwei to raise a spiritual plant, and then Lingzhi repays her by providing her with a bit of cultivation.
Although it is pitiful, it can be refreshed every day.
As long as she touches a spiritual plant with her hands once a day and infuses it with spiritual power, she will be able to increase her cultivation level by one millimeter and shorten the growth time of the spiritual plant by a day or an indefinite period of time. Currently, she is not very sure about the specific situation. Sure, but she can be sure about increasing her cultivation. Every spiritual plant can bring her a little cultivation.
The appearance of this golden finger made her extremely happy.
After twelve years of torture, she deeply understood that in the world of immortality, a mortal without a golden finger could not compare to a monk's fart!
She doesn't seek to stand above the world, she just wants to live an ordinary and stable life.
Maybe it's a good thing that she doesn't have good spiritual roots. She can't stand on the top of the mountain and look down at the world like those time-traveling predecessors with a blushing face and a heartless heart. She is a social fear. It really makes her stand high and enjoy the awe of everyone. It made her feel like there was a ray on her back, and she felt so bad all over her body that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and escape.
Now being sent to the quiet Taoyuan Village by Chen Mujin is in line with her life wishes.
When she was on Earth, she liked to watch some bloggers’ farming videos. Born as a flower grower, her dream was to own a mountain where she could plant trees, flowers, food, and build houses!
Taoyuan Village, Wuming Qingshan, such artistic names reminded her of an ancient prose she had learned when she was a student.
The grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful... The houses are neatly arranged, the land is flat, there are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo trees, there is traffic on the streets, and chickens and dogs hear each other...
She longed for such a beautiful, quiet, peaceful and happy life when she was studying.
Listening to the teacher's talk with gusto, she seemed to have entered the world of the book while half asleep...
"Baiwei, mother will pull weeds with you."
Zhao Rou sniffed, put a smile on her face, rolled up her sleeves, and came to her side.
Chen Baiwei came back to her senses and smiled brightly.
"Mom, let's work hard together!"
She planned to clear a clearing by noon.
The two of them work together in perfect harmony.
While Chen Baiwei bent down to pull weeds neatly, she looked up from time to time to look at the nearby scene.
All kinds of weeds grew crazily around the earthen house, and it took a long time to just pull them out by hand.
She and Zhao Rou were going to use sickles to clear a path for passing people, and then use the most basic wind sickle technique to cut down the large weeds blocking the door.
She is currently at the first level of Qi training, and the stored spiritual energy is only enough to release the Wind Sickle Technique twice. She must determine the range to maximize the Wind Sickle Technique.
It didn't take much effort, and a small road opened just enough for one person to pass.
Chen Baiwei asked Zhao Rou to rest beside her, and stood alone in front of the wooden door that was rotted by the rain. She recalled the techniques she had been learning along the way, and pinched out the techniques with her hands. The soft breeze instantly gathered in front of her eyes to form a strong wind blade, shaped like a sickle. , she waved her right hand, and the sickle wind blade flew out, changing into a larger shape in the air, cutting down a large area of weeds, making her field of vision wider.
Then, she used the wind sickle technique again, and another patch of weeds fell down, and the front door of the earthen house suddenly became empty.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Rou hurriedly helped Chen Muhe over to prevent Chen Muhe's injury from getting worse if he stayed outside for too long.
Immediately, Chen Baiwei broke open the wooden door, which creaked, revealing the situation inside the house.
The environment is simple, with only two rooms and a kitchen, both covered with thick dust, and a bold spider has built a large web in the middle of the house to catch its prey.
Chen Baiwei didn't dislike it. This is a humble house, but I am kind to her.
She used a sickle to break open the spider web, and the spider fled. After simply clearing out a bed made of wooden boards in the corner, Zhao Rou helped Chen Muhe into the house, and she continued to go out to do other work.
Chen Muhe lay on the bed with Zhao Rou's help, and the wooden bed made a squeaking sound.
The tired Chen Muhe's eyelids trembled up and down as soon as he touched the bed.
Zhao Rou took out a piece of clothing and covered him, "Go to sleep when you are tired. You can't help Baiwei if you are awake."
Chen Muhe thought vaguely, he really couldn't help, and his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy, but within a few breaths, Zhao Rou heard his faint snoring.
Seeing that he was asleep, Zhao Rou lifted the linen cloth and walked out of the room.
Outside the door, Chen Baiwei piled the cut weeds together and lit a fire. She was standing under a tree watching the fire grow stronger.
Zhao Rou admired her daughter's neatness in her heart, glanced at the tree behind her, and said with a smile: "It's actually a persimmon tree. It grew at a lucky location, just to the left of our house, but it doesn't have much aura. Let's taste it when it bears fruit." Not bad."
Chen Baiwei shook her head experiencedly, looking like a young adult.
"Mom, the trunk of this persimmon tree is so thick, it should be twenty-five years old. My idea is different from yours. I want to keep it and wait for it to transform into a first-order spiritual tree and bear spiritual persimmons. Eat it!”
Zhao Rou couldn't help laughing.
Baiwei is still young and always expects the impossible.
As a mother, how can I attack her at this moment?
"Okay, you are right. This persimmon tree has been growing for so long and is still so lush. Maybe one day it will bear persimmons, and we will be lucky!"
Zhao Rou smiled dotingly, these were all words to coax a child!
Chen Baiwei nodded with deep understanding.
Zhao Rou thought this was impossible, but she knew very well that what she said would become true in the near future.
On the day of her pregnancy, when she was still in her mother's womb, there was a golden spirit creature shaped like a swimming dragon accompanying her.
At first, she thought that this little golden dragon would bring her earth-shattering and peerless spiritual roots, allowing her to reach the top, defeat all kinds of villains, and become the heroine that everyone envied!
However, as time slowly passed, she disappeared from everyone, and she could no longer be ordinary...
It wasn't until one day that she accidentally saw an introduction to this spiritual object in a natural history book, and realized that this little golden dragon could not change the quality of her spiritual roots and would not be of any help to her own cultivation qualifications.
This little golden dragon is actually a miniature spiritual vein, and its function can only be revealed if it is placed in the soil.
After knowing that the little golden dragon that had been following her was a spiritual vein, she tried to put it into the soil.
But her little golden dragon has a very good temper. It doesn't care about the land occupied by other spiritual veins, and it is not willing to enter the wild mountains with poor soil quality.
