Dimensional red envelope group of modern spiritual planters

In order to get back her wheat-colored and masculine skin, Chen Heng would bask in the sun in the yard when he had nothing to do.

It's just that he has now entered the ranks of cultivators, which in itself has a much stronger repairing ability.

Anyway, no matter how he tans, he will not be tanned.

Even exposure to the sun didn't seem to help.

This time, Chen Heng was worried.

How can this be done?

Everyone in the group, except hahaha, no one gave any constructive suggestions.

Chen Heng decided that he would not go out again until he could not find an effective solution.

Not seen, not seen, not seen at all.

He opened the formation at the door, and ordinary people couldn't get in even if they wanted to.

It's a pity that he ignored one person.

Holding something in his hand, Feng Yi rushed back excitedly, looked at the formation he had set up, and went in as if entering his own home.

Then, he saw Chen Heng lying in the yard with white hair and glowing hair.

looks great.

Feng Yi relied on his many years of cultivation to stabilize his mind.

And relying on his own strong desire to survive, he didn't ask Chen Heng the question of skin changes.

"Chen Heng, I'm back."

"Welcome back."

Feng Yi thought secretly, this kind of scene seems to be a wife waiting for her husband to return from afar.

I feel happy in my heart.

He took out a box and handed it to Chen Heng like a treasure.

"This is a delicious fruit that I came across when I was away from home. Would you like to try it?"

fruit?

Chen Heng opened the box and saw that there were blue beads inside, each crystal clear, like grapes.

If he hadn't seen the wood spirit essence given to Aloe by General Huo, maybe he would have believed it.

Isn't this the same thing as wood spirit essence?

This size seems to be a little bigger.

"Did you try it?"

Feng Yi looked at Chen Heng expectantly.

The little flower hanging on Chen Heng's shoulder closed the flower, making it invisible, the boss is really miserable.

What kind of stuff is this gift!

Chen Heng wanted to refuse, but seeing Feng Yi's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to pick it up and eat one.

This time, he found a different place.

This, this, as soon as it entered the throat, the wood spirit essence beads turned into a wave of spiritual energy, which was directly absorbed by the body.

Such a small one can be worth a can of spiritual energy.

This thing is absolutely good.

But... isn't it a bit too expensive?

Chen Heng looked at at least a hundred wood spirit essences in the box, and felt a little heavy.

"Mr. Feng, this is too expensive, I can't take it."

"It's just a little snack. If there is anything expensive or not, you can just eat and play with it. I still have a lot here."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yi conjured up a lot of boxes like a magic trick, and after opening, all of them were wood spirit essence.

Did he go somewhere to rob someone's lair?

Chen Heng looked at these boxes, a little dazed.

Or, is this what Mr. Feng prepared for Xiao Wu?

This wood spirit essence is so effective for humans, isn't it more effective for plants?

"Mr. Feng, I think it's better to leave these to Xiao Wu."

"It? That kid has eaten so much of it, but it's a pity that it's useless at all, so you don't need to worry about it."

Back then, he had put a lot of thought into making Xiao Wu sprout and grow up, but who would have thought that Xiao Wu just didn't move.

It is already a pleasant surprise for him to grow so few leaves now.

Anyway, what he lacks most is time, as long as he can see Xiao Wu grow up one day, he will be very satisfied.

Seeing Feng Yi's insistence, Chen Heng could only accept it first.

But the mouth still said: "Then I will accept it first."

Seeing Chen Heng like this, Feng Yi felt very relieved.

These wood spirit essences can replenish the energy of the spirit pearl in its body and maintain its human form.

If that's the case, there won't be any danger.

It's not in vain that he searched the homes of so many old friends.

Huo. His family was emptied. General: Feng Yi, you wait for me! (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

Chen Heng received such an expensive gift from Feng Yi, so he consciously wanted to express it.

"Mr. Feng, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"Then let me treat you to dinner. I happen to have materials at home."

"Oh, good, good."

Feng Yi was planning in his mind to go out and get something back, so that he would appear to be sincere.

Did he bring back a tiger, or some bear's paw or something?

No, these seem to have become protected animals now, and they can't be grabbed casually.

Then...do some spiritual planting?

He remembered that he seemed to have some in stock.

Where is the storage space?

Feng, who is too old and has a bad memory, Yi has not finished looking through his storage space, when he smells a fragrance.

This is……

Feng Yi walked over following the scent, and Chen Heng had already come out with two dishes.

"Mr. Feng, you can eat something first, there is another dish that is relatively slow, you have to wait for a while."

Chen Heng came out with patted cucumbers and fried peanuts, and put them on the dining table.

Although these two dishes are very simple, in Chen Heng's hands, they are not unusual at all.

Let's talk about the cucumber first.

Although the knife technique and plate arrangement are very common, but this cucumber is emerald green, it looks as if it can pinch water.

Take a bite, crisp and delicious, very appetizing.

Look at this deep-fried peanuts again. It smells delicious, and it tastes even more delicious. It is sweet and crispy. After eating one, I can't help but want to eat the second one.

Feng Yi just picked one after another, and when he came back to his senses, half the plate of peanuts was gone.

Isn't that a little bad?

Forget it, he has lived for so many years, and he has never seen any big scenes, such small scenes, it doesn't matter.

Feng Qiang pretended to be calm and Yi Duan sat on the dining chair, watching Chen Heng's back with concentration.

There's this guy who makes soup for himself, like...not bad?

In other words, Chen Xiaoheng looks really good-looking, she used to be good-looking, but now her skin is fair, she seems to look even better.

The heat from the kitchen turned his face slightly red, just like that overripe apple. If he took a bite, it would feel so good.

While thinking, Feng Yi did so.

He took an apple from the table beside him, and looked at Chen Heng while eating.

Well, I feel that the apples eaten like this taste a lot sweeter.

Feng Yi just watched like this, and the time passed before he knew it.

He didn't come back to his senses until Chen Heng finished cooking and came over.

"Mr. Feng, this is my specialty dish, braised chicken and rice, would you like to try it?"

Chen Heng looked at Feng Yi expectantly.

This stewed chicken and rice can be said to be the pinnacle of his recent cooking skills.

The rice is made from the spiritual rice given by Mr. Qingning.

The stewed yellow chicken is made with the golden pheasant given by Qingning. This golden pheasant is raised with spiritual plants throughout the whole process, and it is free-range. The meat quality is particularly good.

Even the potatoes in the stewed chicken were grown by Mr. Qingning, and they also contained a faint aura.

Such a meal is considered top-notch here.

Chen Heng was also grateful for Yu Fengyi's long-term help, so he decided to cook such a meal for him.

Originally, Feng Yi was also looking forward to it.

However, when I saw this dish, I was a little stunned.

This thing looks familiar.

He asked cautiously, "This is...chicken?"

"Yes, this is braised yellow chicken, of course it is chicken. Mr. Feng, let me tell you, this chicken is not an ordinary meat chicken, but a golden pheasant known as the little phoenix. Its feathers are the same as those of the legendary phoenix. They are very similar, and they are both birds, although we can’t eat phoenix meat, it’s good to eat some golden pheasant.”

Chen Heng has a preference for chicken, and his favorite on weekdays is braised chicken.

It's just that Feng Yi sounds a little subtle.

Little...Phoenix?

These days, any kind of cat or dog would dare to have anything to do with Fenghuang.

Don't let him know who gave the golden pheasant such a title.

otherwise?snort!

Chen Heng noticed the change in his face, and asked quickly: "Mr. Feng, don't you like chicken? I'm sorry, how about I change it for you?"

"No, I like it very much." Feng Yi turned her head to comfort Chen Heng, "I just think that the golden pheasant is a national protected animal, so it's okay for us to eat like this?"

"I got this from somewhere else, it doesn't belong to the country."

Chen Heng couldn't explain this question very clearly.

Fortunately, Feng Yi doesn't get to the bottom of it.

He took a bite and tasted it.

Don't even mention it, the taste is just different.

"Yummy, your cooking skills are amazing."

"Everywhere, the ingredients are good. My cooking skills are actually quite average."

With food as communication, the scene went smoothly.

The two of them cleaned up half of the pot of braised chicken, feeling a little unsatisfied.

With a thought on Chen Heng's side, a robot came out from the side storage room, picked up the dishes, and sent them to the dishwasher in the kitchen.

"Mr. Feng, speaking of it, I would like to thank you for negotiating the price for me that day, so I have this comprehension robot. It's just that I don't refine it enough now, so I can only let him do this very simple job. If I can completely refine it If it is, it will probably be much more convenient. It's a pity that it consumes too much spiritual energy."

There are so many spirit-gathering grasses in a yard, it's not enough.

"Mr. Feng, you have seen a lot, do you have any good ways to earn spiritual energy?"

Chen Heng looked at Feng Yi expectantly, his eyes were full of admiration (to the senior).

Apparently, Feng Yi really enjoys this look, this feeling of being trusted.