After separating from Qi Fulu, Chen Baiwei wandered around the market and finally bought a storage bag at a high price.
Entering the plant shop with a storage bag, she used the remaining spiritual stones to buy three spiritual tree saplings and some spiritual seeds. The spiritual stones sold for the white spiritual rice were so spent that not a single spiritual bead was left.
"Oh, it's so hard to earn spiritual stones!"
She finally became a little rich woman, but her spiritual stone didn't even cover her body, so it went into other people's pockets.
This storage bag cost her fifty-five low-grade spiritual stones.
Three spiritual tree saplings are not cheap. On average, it costs 6 spiritual stones to buy one. This is two months' salary for an ordinary Chen family child!
Moreover, the survival rate of spiritual tree saplings is extremely low, they take a long time to grow, and cannot withstand harsh environments. They need to be watched and cared for every day. An ordinary first-level spiritual planter would never dare to think about planting spiritual trees in his life!
Chen Baiwei dared to buy the spiritual tree saplings because she had a golden finger.
Even if she is alone, she is sure that the three spiritual tree saplings will grow up smoothly.
The first time she returned to Wuming Qingshan, she hurriedly planted three spiritual tree saplings.
Beneath the slope of the persimmon trees, she dug three deep holes to bury their roots.
With her daily caress, the growth rate of these three spiritual tree saplings will increase day by day.
A few more days passed.
The weather is sunny and the wind is gentle.
A gust of wind blew up, the spiritual fields surged, and the air was filled with the fresh smell of spiritual soil.
The vegetable garden originally dug only had one piece of land, which was too small to grow more vegetables, so Chen Baiwei plowed the one acre of land in front of her door early in the morning.
She tapped the storage bag hanging on her waist, and a packet of spiritual vegetable seeds appeared in her hand.
"Having a storage bag is convenient!"
This package of spiritual seeds is a first-level baleng vegetable seed. After the first-level baleng vegetables grow, monks can eat them to strengthen their bodies. They are the most popular low-level spiritual vegetables among body cultivators.
Balengcai has high requirements for soil quality, and its temperature and humidity must be paid attention to every day. It cannot withstand even a little bit of strong light, let alone being soaked by rain.
Many spiritual planters cultivate balenga, but the germination rate is only 30%. The problem is that they cannot tell whether the balenga is exposed to heat or cold.
Chen Baiwei slowly squatted down, raised her hand and placed it on the surface of the spiritual soil.
A weak life force is coming from beneath the earth.
Stubborn, unyielding vitality.
"This spiritual field is just right fertile. Polengcai must like it very much."
It takes seven days for the sprouts to germinate. After sprouting, the spiritual planter must fertilize it again.
The fertilizer needed by the balengcai is the minced meat after the death and decay of first-order monsters.
Chen Baiwei has already bought these.
She was only at the second level of Qi training, and it was a bit difficult to fight against a first-level monster by herself. As a spiritual planter who focused on farming, she didn't need to take risks when others could take risks.
It's too dangerous to challenge a first-level monster!
After planting the broccoli, she turned and walked towards the backyard.
"Xiaoba, have you soaked the first-order Huangqi spiritual seed that I put down a few days ago?"
The calm lake rippled, and huge black-brown species gradually surfaced.
Xiaoba slowly raised his head, with something in his mouth.
Chen Baiwei knew that the first-level Astragalus seeds were soaked.
Xiaoba gave her the bag of spiritual seeds. The sun was shining brightly outside, and butterflies and bees came uninvited.
Chen Baiwei took a closer look at the two hind legs of the little wasp. They were covered with nectar, and secretly thought that after finishing these things, she could go collect the honey and eat it.
The ignorant little wasp didn't know what the woman in front of him was thinking, and was still looking for food.
Chen Baiwei put away her thoughts, grabbed a handful of fine-grained sand, and stirred it together with the soaked first-order Huangqi spiritual seeds.
Planting first-level Huangqi spiritual seeds is much more troublesome than growing spiritual vegetables.
First of all, the shell of the first-level Astragalus spirit seed is extremely hard. In order for it to germinate as soon as possible, qualified spiritual planters will soak it in the spiritual spring for a day and night.
There is no spiritual spring here, and she is a poor spiritual planter with no conditions.
But this will not stop her from wanting to plant first-order astragalus.
Spirit planters in the world of immortality have been cultivating Scutellaria baicalensis for tens of thousands of years. In addition to soaking it in spiritual springs, they also have a unique trick to soften its outer shell.
That is to put the Astragalus spirit seed in ordinary water with a higher water quality, and then transmit the external spiritual energy into it, forming a sealed state in the soaking space of the Astragalus spirit seed, making the Astragalus spirit seed mistakenly think that it is stored in a spiritual spring. In this way, after a few days, the shell of Astragalus species will become soft.
Chen Baiwei looked at the swollen and cracked yellow rice and touched Xiaoba's head. "You have worked hard these days. You can eat as many bowls of white rice as you want today!"
The wilted Xiaoba's eyes gradually became brighter.
It finally became a first-level monster. Before enjoying a few days of pleasant time, it was pulled into the water by Chen Baiwei to take care of these dark 'stones' every day. Today it finally saw the sun!
Xiaoba flicked his butt, and his huge body shrank in the blink of an eye, only to the size of a palm.
Chen Baiwei looked at the little figure slowly crawling into the earthen house, and was a little worried that Chen Muhe and the other two would give it a few kicks.
After all, they didn't know that Xiaoba had become a first-order monster and inherited the shrinking technique from his ancestors.
"Xiao Ba Ke is thick, even if he steps on it a few times, it will be fine, right?"
Chen Baiwei held her chin up and watched Xiaoba enter the house, then focused her eyes on the first-order Huangqi spiritual seeds mixed with the fine grains of sand.
After the first-level astragalus spiritual seeds are soaked and cracked, the spiritual seeds should be mixed with fine-grained sand containing weak spiritual energy, and then placed in a cool and dark place to germinate.
After the first-level Astragalus seeds grow buds, shallow trenches are dug in the field. Each Astragalus bud must leave a large open space for growth. There must be no weeds or other vines. Plants grow.
After planting the first-level balenga, only about 120 first-level astragalus plants can be planted in the remaining spiritual field.
"One hundred and twenty first-level Scutellaria baicalensis plants are enough!"
She used all the remaining spirit stones to buy a first-level Huangqi spirit seed in order to heal Chen Muhe's injuries.
Chen Muhe's internal injuries had been going on for a long time. During this time, she would occasionally hear him vomiting blood in the middle of the night.
Although the couple deliberately concealed it from her, Chen Baiwei knew very well that her father's injury could not be delayed any longer.
Although there are first-level Bai Ling rice that can be eaten every day, the role of Bai Ling rice is only to provide them with some physical aura, and it cannot achieve a healing effect.
After the first-level Astragalus grows up, it is specially designed to treat internal injuries, fatigue, vomiting and coughing, and can also replenish qi and raise yang, which is most suitable for Chen Muhe's current body.
After mixing the first-level Huangqi spiritual seeds with fine-grained sand and placing them in a cool and dark place to germinate the buds, Chen Baiwei spread her white and tender palms and gently stroked their bodies.
"Grow up quickly, little Huangqi, my dad needs you..."
Perhaps the first-order Huangqi spiritual species understood her voice, and a little sprout broke out of the soft shell. Although they still buried their heads and refused to fully poke their heads out, it was visible to the naked eye that all the first-order Huangqi spiritual species responded. her cry.
