Full-level bosses have to work hard to cultivate immortals

Chapter 235 Prayers
After lunch, Jing Pu and his group began to plant herbs.

Many of these herbs, especially the ones that cultivators need, were all obtained by Yun Qiyao for Jing Pu. At that time in the study, Jing Pu was talking, and Yun Qiyao remembered it. The next day They sent them all over.

Lingju and the others knew what these medicinal herbs were, so they didn't ask much.

And here are some medicinal herbs, which are very common ones that Jing Pu bought in Qinghe Town, Yun Qiyao and others have never seen these.

At this time, Yun Qiyao looked at the herbs in another bamboo basket, and asked curiously:
"Senior, what are these herbs for?"

After Jing Pu turned his head and took a look, he said slightly:
"I can do anything, it's useful anyway."

Yun Qiyao looked at the medicinal herbs in the small bamboo basket, and suddenly asked curiously:
"What's the use?"

Jing Pu: "..."

Jing Pu walked over, picked up the small bamboo basket, curled his lips and said:
"What else is there for you? It's prepared for you. You often either have this big curse or some kind of demon somewhere. If something happens to you, the people around you can't cure you. I will take care of you at that time." Hurry up with your things, and save yourself from being blinded when the time comes."

Jing Pu's words made both Yun Qiyao and Lingju startled slightly, and they couldn't help but press their lips together, looking at Jing Pu's figure who picked up the seeds and bent over to plant them, eyes full of tenderness.

After working all afternoon, finally, medicinal herbs were planted in the area next to the wall in the backyard.

With his sleeves rolled up, Jing Pu washed his muddy hands in the basin that Ling Anan handed over, then suddenly looked at the crowd packing up and said:

"By the way, shall we plant a tree together?"

After Jing Pu finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again in the next second.

The matter of planting trees was not Jingpu's whim. In the past, Jingpu always felt that there was something missing in the front yard.

There is only a small gazebo in the front yard, and a swing and a table tennis table are being added. It always feels empty.

Jingpu wanted to plant a tree before, but it was just a matter of chasing things, and he never had a chance.

Today, everyone is here, so if we plant together, it can be regarded as leaving some footprints.

And...in fact, if people like Lingju want to leave...Jingpu will also be reluctant.

On weekdays, although Jing Pu has no expression or reaction, in fact, Jing Pu also feels uncomfortable.

Even, Jing Pu felt that he was the most uncomfortable person.

You said that everyone is happy, talking and laughing in their yard every day, how lively it is.

As a result, once this group of people left, there was only a cat and a dog left in Jingpu's place. Jingpu feared that he would not be able to bear this quiet atmosphere for a while.

This person, it is very fast to blend from silence to excitement, but it is too difficult to return from excitement to silence.

So, when this group of people were leaving, they planted trees together as a reminder for Jing Pu. When Jing Pu really missed these people, he just looked at the tree. Jing Pu is still a very emotional person.

Otherwise, you said that the lower continent is so big, even if you ride a dragon horse and don't use space wormholes, there are some places that you can't reach in a lifetime.

At that time, Jingpu will miss these people, so what can he do?

After all, this place is different from the earth. No matter where you go, you can take a domestic two-hour flight, and you can go wherever you want.

As for what kind of tree to plant, Jing Pu doesn't care, anyway, he just wants to keep it for himself, and he can do whatever he wants.

Jing Pu saw that the big willow trees at the foot of his mountain were not bad. In the end, Ling Anan asked the members of the Divine Sword Sect to send a willow sapling.

Lie Chun and Ling Jing dug a hole in the southeast corner of Jingpu's front yard.

Lingju planted the sapling carefully, while Yun Qiyao buried it in the soil.

Finally, Ling Anan scooped up a ladle of water and poured it on.

Jing Pu put his hands behind his back and watched all this quietly from behind. Not to mention, this kind of scene feels very warm, and Jing Pu still likes it very much.

After these things were done, Jing Pu nodded and said that it was time to cook, and he would cook by himself today.

However, Lingju was at the side, suddenly turned around and looked at Jingpu with piercing eyes and said:
"By the way, senior, I heard that mortals have a way of praying, which is to write their wishes into a bamboo tube and hang them on a tree. Shall we do it too?"

After Lingju finished speaking, Yun Qiyao's eyes lit up, she ran up to Jing Pu excitedly, nodded repeatedly and said:
"Yes, yes, senior, shall we also pray?"

Jing Pu raised his eyebrows slightly. This kind of praying method also exists on Earth, and it is very common in some scenic spots.

However, at this time, Ling Jing next to him was carrying a hoe, curled his lips and said:
"Sister, how old are you? You also believe in that kind of thing. If you can write a wish and hang it on a tree, then you have to work harder. If you can succeed in that kind of thing, then hang me on the tree..."

Before Ling Jing finished speaking, two sharp eyes stared over instantly, Ling Jing looked at Ling Ju and Yun Qiyao's sharp eyes, shrank his neck, and dared not say anything.

And Jing Pu naturally didn't believe in that kind of thing, but Jing Pu still nodded and said:

"Okay, let's write."

In the end, after Jingpu moved out a table, everyone wrote down their wishes on the paper. Everyone wrote their own wishes, and no one was allowed to see them, and no one said them. Not working.

In the end, everyone put their wishes in a small bamboo tube and sealed the mouth with spiritual power to prevent the wind and rain from getting the wishes in the bamboo tube wet.

In the end, everyone tied little red strings to the little sapling.

Jing Pu looked at the young sapling in front of him and smiled helplessly.

The sapling was not that big in all, and as a result, seven bamboo tubes were tied up, because He Min finally came together, it looked fun, and they wanted to tie one together.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like his mother's seven gourd babies...

However, after all the busy work was over, everyone cleaned up and Jing Pu started cooking...

Time flies by, and one month later, the Wanzong Grand Ceremony is coming to an end, and it will be over in more than a week.

And in the early morning of one day, Jing Pu was lying on the rocking chair in the yard, drinking the morning tea that Lingju made for him, while watching Ling Jing and Lie Chun playing ping-pong. pingpong.

Meanwhile, Yun Qiyao and Ling An'an were cooking in the kitchen.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

After Jing Pu looked back at the door, he shouted into the room:
"He Min, open the door!"

He Min trotted obediently, and the gate of the yard opened.

As soon as He Min opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up excitedly and said:
"Brother Suo Xin~~~"

(End of this chapter)