"No, no! If you sell such a good thing in the market, it will be worth at least ten spirit beads!"
Chen Muhe was reluctant to eat it himself. As long as there was something good, his first reaction was to sell it.
Practicing a religion requires spending countless spiritual stones. He hopes to use every bit of savings and wealth on his daughter.
Zhao Rou also came back to her senses, "Yes, Baiwei, what we eat every day is first-order white spirit rice. This kind of life is so good that we can't even enjoy it in Luodu City. Your father ate the second-order Bailing rice again." The Bone Healing Pill is not worthy of eating such good honey again. Next time you go down the mountain, take the honey with you and sell it!"
Eating first-order Bai Ling rice every day was something Zhao Rou never dared to think about in her entire life.
At the beginning, her heart kept trembling while eating.
Every time they eat a spiritual rice, they will lose half a spiritual pearl!
But gradually, she got used to this kind of life, and the first thing she did when she woke up every day was to enter the kitchen and smell the fresh rice.
In her spare time, she would count one grain at a time, how many first-order Bai Ling rice she had cooked today...
Even if eating becomes a habit, her deep-rooted frugality cannot be changed for a while.
Seeing the good thing, the couple wanted to sell it for spiritual stones from the bottom of their hearts, and then spend the spiritual stones on Chen Baiwei's cultivation.
Chen Baiwei not only feels their love, but also has her own plans.
"Father, mother, after eating a piece of low-grade spirit stone and a pound of white spirit rice, will we still be short of ten spirit beads? If father's body is well restored and you have successfully introduced Qi into his body, these hundred flower nectar and white spirit rice will Lingmi has played its greatest role.”
Chen Muhe and Zhao Rou heard this and looked at each other. They both saw guilt and shame in each other's eyes. As parents, they felt a little ashamed.
"Baiwei, dad has never been very good at talking, but having you as our daughter is a blessing we have gained over the years. You are now a Qi practicing monk. Dad and your mother also want to accompany you for a while, no matter what. No matter how unqualified or stupid your mother and I are, dad can guarantee you that we will never give up on our path!"
Chen Muhe's cloudy eyes gradually became brighter, and he made a sonorous and powerful promise.
Next to her, Zhao Rou also looked determined.
Since leaving Luodu City, they almost gave up on practicing. One was injured and the other was busy taking care of the injured. Neither of them had time to practice, not to mention that there was no spiritual energy here. The two of them had poor aptitude and understanding, so they both pinned their hopes on Chen Baiwei. .
But in fact, if the two of them really drag their mortal bodies to old, sick, and die, and only the young Baiwei is left in this world, how should she live?
How can those members of the Chen family be trusted?
When she thought of her death and Baiwei's loneliness, Zhao Rou's heart ached with pain.
"Baiwei, Mom just wants to be with you all the time. We are a good family. It doesn't matter whether we go back to Luodu City or not. You are right. It doesn't matter if you don't sell this spiritual honey. It's because Mom has narrow vision. Mom must take advantage of it. Take this opportunity to practice hard until Baiwei, who accompanies me, ascends to the upper realm!"
Zhao Rou hugged Chen Baiwei's small body into her arms. She was delicate and soft, just like how she acted coquettishly in her arms as a child, "My Baiwei is still so beautiful."
Her words exuded a touch of warmth and true feelings. With just a few words, Chen Baiwei felt her deep concern and care.
Chen Baiwei buried her head in her soft arms, where they could not see her, her eyes were slightly red.
She had been looking forward to such a warm embrace in her previous life.
"Mom, Dad, you will definitely succeed in attracting Qi into your body in the Wuming Qingshan."
She swore secretly.
No matter what method they use, they will be able to touch the threshold of spiritual practice.
…
Wake up.
The naughty wind swept away a few persimmon petals and fell on the newly built eaves, adding a touch of autumn to the rustic house.
Chen Baiwei bent down, picked up a broken flower on the ground, and sniffed it gently.
Following the faint fragrance of petals, she walked to the creek amid the autumn colors.
A few gusts of wind blew up, the stream was gurgling, and the white petals were like snow, flying all over the sky.
The petals fell gently into the water, making shallow ripples, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a small white wave rolling.
Chen Baiwei put down the remaining flowers, wiped her eyes, and took a closer look.
It was actually the fish in the stream that ate up all the fallen persimmon tree flowers.
"I've heard of fish eating lotus flowers, but this is the first time I've seen fish eating persimmon flowers."
Chen Baiwei tilted her little head and thought slightly.
Her understanding of this world is still too shallow.
As for the characteristics of spiritual plants alone, there were several that were beyond her understanding.
"You still have to spend money to buy a jade slip that records the information on spiritual plants to supplement the knowledge of planting. And with this creek, maybe you can circle a small fish pond and raise a few spiritual fish?"
A new idea came to mind, and Chen Baiwei was ready to take action.
The backyard lake has a new purpose. She does not plan to raise fish for the time being and can make full use of the creek to raise fish.
However, the spiritual fish fry are expensive, and she has to wait until the next batch of spiritual vegetables matures and is sold before she has the extra spiritual stones to buy the spiritual fish fry.
There is no need to work hard these days.
As a first-level spiritual planter, he can still steal half a day of leisure after the busy farm work.
With a smile on her lips, she raised her hands leisurely and stretched. A soft breeze blew through the branches, making her feel refreshed and comfortable, and the tree also played pleasant music.
"What a beautiful scenery, this is the joy of planting!"
The shadows of the trees are whirling, the petals are swaying, and the beauty blends into the scene, like a dream.
Chen Baiwei's heart moved at will, she tapped her toes, and her body was like a flying swallow, landing in the middle of the tree branch in the blink of an eye.
The flower branches trembled wildly, and the petals were like rain, which attracted several carps in the stream to jump out of the water and fight for them.
Chen Baiwei looked at the interesting scene on the water, propped her elbows on the branches, and gently closed her eyelashes.
Until a greedy little tortoise climbed to the shore with a fat carp in his mouth, breaking this beautiful artistic conception.
Xiaoba stared at the fish with his eyes and drooled all over the floor.
In its view, fish eat petals and tortoises eat fish, it is natural and natural!
He stretched out his sharp claws and slapped it hard. The fish, which was still alive and kicking a second ago, turned white, his body stiffened, and he immediately passed out.
Give the fish to the master's mother!
Xiaoba took the fish into his mouth again, turned his head for a moment, and seemed to see Chen Baiwei lying on her side on the tree.
It nodded slightly towards Chen Baiwei, moved its four legs together, activated its spiritual energy, and quickly passed Chen Baiwei and crawled towards the earthen house.
"..."
At this moment, Chen Baiwei was a little worried that the spiritual fish fry she bought later would not survive for a day.
She is wary of foreign thieves, but not necessarily domestic thieves.
"First we have to feed Xiaoba, and then we can carry out other plans..."
The gentle breeze continues to coax away the persimmon petals.
Chen Baiwei's thoughts drifted away.
At the end of this year, this tree will be covered with red lanterns, right?
