Planar Trash

Cheng Jingchi stayed in Datang Town for three days, and returned to the urban area after transporting all the large stones on the wasteland.

The large pieces of gravel have been picked out, and the rest is to fertilize the land, and then wait for the weather to warm up to transplant medicinal trees. He is not very good at this job, so he outsourced the work of digging the ground to a few mountain people in nearby villages. He concentrates on raising seedlings.

With the improvement of his cultivation base, the visible area of ​​Qiankun Pearl has increased a lot, and now it has an area of ​​nearly ten football fields, the size of a hundred acres.

After the old grass planted in the past matured, the seeds fell to the ground, one crop after another, and now it has grown into a large area.

Cheng Jing later planted the seedlings and replanted their branches.

For other herbs, the mature ones are picked and sent to Grandpa Qiao for processing. The seeds are sprinkled, and they can break through the ground in a few days and produce seedlings.

Since he successfully introduced Qi into his body and officially became a junior warrior, the time in Qiankun Pearl has passed much faster, and the interval between plant maturity has also been shortened. For this reason, he has to spend more time and energy in Qiankun Pearl. Picking medicinal materials, otherwise, at the speed of time in the Qiankun Pearl, the medicinal materials are too mature to be picked, and they will all wither and die in less than half a day.

Fortunately, Qiankunzhu and him are self-contained. Whether it is planting herbs or picking herbs, he doesn't need to plant them one by one. As long as he is mentally strong enough, he can plant them in large quantities, which is better than the popular joint sowing. Harvesters are even better.

Probably because of the non-stop practice of alchemy some time ago, Cheng Jingchi found that his spiritual power had also greatly improved. The evidence is that now he can open the Qiankun Pearl at least five times a day.

Sprinkle Li Zhan's favorite watermelon seeds on the ground with the last part of the Qiankun Pearl, and you can eat fresh watermelon in less than a week.

The small puddle before has now expanded into a small pond with a size of one mu. On the surface of the pond, there are fields of lotus leaves, and lotus flowers of various colors stand and sway on the water surface, but unfortunately they are just ordinary lotus flowers.

The multicolored lotus plant from last time had already withered, and Cheng Jing hadn’t picked the mature lotus pods for a long time. He only broke one and secretly threw it into the soup stewed by Cheng Cheng’s mother to eat during the Chinese New Year. He left the others on the branches. Peel off and fall into the pool.

If this kind of heaven, material and earth treasure is not stored in a special jade box or bottle, the medicinal effect will soon disappear, and if it stays in the puddle, it may not be long before a mutated colorful lotus will grow again.

Cheng Jingchi looked at the surface of the pool, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't find a multicolored lotus.

This kind of natural and earthly treasure is hard to come by. Last time I was able to successfully mutate a flower, it was a blessing from the heavens.

After taking out the Qiankun Pearl, Cheng Jingchi took out the medicine cauldron and began to practice daily.

Ever since he knew that alchemy can also exercise mental strength, his enthusiasm for refining medicine has increased a lot. Apart from practicing with Li Zhan, his favorite thing is refining medicine.

The Fountain of Youth is now officially put into production, and he took three big jars of the Ningbi medicine dregs he had saved and sent them to Qiao Baishu.According to the formula developed by Qiao Baizhu, this jar of medicinal residue is enough to support the factory's demand for Ningbi series products this year.

Since the vortex portal was opened last time, it has been quiet for more than 20 days. I don’t know when it will open next time, and I don’t know if it will drop medicine dregs next time. The unlucky alchemist hasn’t exploded for a long time. The stove is on, so use a little less of the dregs in your hand.

Even if the dregs in his hands are enough to support the factory's production for three years, what about after three years?

He didn't want the golden hen in his hand, which was ready to lay eggs, to be killed and eaten after only laying eggs for three years, that would be too reckless.

Since such a cramp from an external source is unreliable, we can only find a way to refine it ourselves.

Ningbi Dan is a middle-grade elixir, and his current level of refining medicine has just started, so working hard to improve his level of refining medicine is a problem that needs to be solved urgently.

Not only that, the sewage treatment at the Fountain of Youth requires a certain amount of plants to be purified every day, and it will not be long before the wasteland is opened up to grow herbs, and a large number of herbal seedlings will be needed. These seedlings need to be grown in the Qiankun Pearl.The Qiankun Pearl is only so big, no matter how you think about it, it is not enough.

If you want to expand the usable area of ​​the Qiankun Pearl, you have to work hard to improve your cultivation.

Cultivation, everything needs to be cultivated, and the aura of the earth is so thin, this is the rhythm that will kill people!

Cheng Jingchi once again lamented that he was born without the life of the protagonist, and with such a powerful golden finger, he was completely unable to play a role, and he was really screwed.

Probably to punish him for being distracted, with a "poof", a plant of herbal medicine that had just been refined was turned into charred black in the furnace fire.

Cheng Jingchi let out a sigh of relief, simply put away the medicine cauldron, and stretched a lot.

In front of him, dozens of medicine bottles were lined up, all of which were filled with the spirit liquid he had just refined today.

So far, after wasting countless medicinal herbs, Cheng Jingchi has finally reached the full level of skill proficiency in refining spiritual liquid, with a success rate of almost [-]%.

Then came the problem that the spiritual liquid could not be preserved.The extracted spiritual liquid, like those treasures of heaven, material and earth, needs to be packed in a special jade bottle or jade box, otherwise it will lose its efficacy soon and become useless garbage.

Now he and Li Zhan's cultivation base is too low, and they can't take much spiritual liquid at a time. Ordinary people like Cheng's mother and Grandpa Qiao who have never been cleansed by spiritual energy use a drop of diluted spiritual liquid to make tea every day. That's enough, the rest of the spiritual liquid can only be taken to the Fountain of Youth Factory to purify the water before the effect of the medicine wears off.

Thinking about it is really too wasteful.

It would be great if there is a jade bottle that can hold the elixir.

Cheng Jingchi thought silently.

Last time, a jade bottle came over, but that was also a defective product, the effect was not good, and the quantity was too small to be useful.also

On the first day of the first day of junior high school, I smelled the fragrance of medicine and knew that Twolegs was making delicious food inside. I was so anxious that I meowed and kept scratching the door with its paws.

Cheng Jingchi left a bottle of psychic liquid outside, and put the rest away, and put them in a storage bag——I can’t help it, I don’t know if it’s because I’ve eaten too many good things, and I’m a jerk now on the first day of junior high school. It's so smart that it doesn't look like a cat. It can open drawers and look through cabinets in decathlon.

Although the storage bag is a bit worn out, it is a space object after all, which can block the breath of spiritual liquid, even if it is placed in front of the first day of the junior high school, it can't find it.

Cheng Jingchi poured the psychic liquid into the special food bowl for the first day of junior high school, and watched the first day of junior high school licking the liquid while smoothing its fur.

Originally there were only two drops of spiritual liquid, but after licking them twice on the first day of the lunar new year, they almost licked them all up, and there was still a little bit in the food bowl that glistened under the light.

Chuyi raised his head, moved the food bowl towards Cheng Jingchi, meowed, then squatted on the ground and began to wash his face with his paws.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Is this specially reserved for him on the first day of junior high school?

Cheng Jingchi was inexplicably moved, as if she had been working so hard to take care of a brat who didn't grow up, and then the brat finally stopped being a bear one day and knew that she was filial, and her relief was beyond words.

But no matter how good the ectoplasmic fluid was, and how filial Chuyi was, Cheng Jingchi still couldn't put his mouth down on the things it had licked.

"No, you can drink it yourself, I still have more." Cheng Jingchi pushed the cat food bowl back to the front of Chuyi, and looked at it more tenderly.

On the first day of the junior high school, he tilted his head and looked at his two-legged monster shit shoveler, as if he didn't understand why the two-legged monster didn't drink.

"Meow——" This is a good thing meow, drink it quickly meow.

Cheng Jingchi rubbed its little head, and shook her head firmly: "I won't drink it, this is for you, you can drink it all."

On the first day of junior high school, he seemed to understand what he meant, so he stopped insisting, hung his head and licked happily, and licked the bare rice bowl over and over again, until finally he licked until it was shiny and shiny, and then he stopped. Come down, then run to the kitchen with the basin in its mouth, turn on the faucet, get some water into the basin, and drink the water.

Repeated this over and over again, until there was no breath of spiritual liquid in the basin, and then brought the bowl back to Cheng Jingchi's feet.

Cheng Jingchi's hair was full of black lines, and she wiped the rice bowl with the special dishcloth for junior one, and then let junior one carry it back to the nest.

Knowing that on the first day of the new year, it meant that I was going to sleep and that the shit-shoveling officer had nothing to do, so Cheng Jingchi scratched his chin and went back to the bedroom to meditate.

The earth's aura is thin, but it's good to meditate for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. When practicing, you can better enter the state of concentration.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes with his palms up, and was about to let his mind go and let go of his thoughts, when he heard a long-lost sound from the bathroom, accompanied by the impact on the surrounding space when the space was torn apart The space ripples produced by the squeeze, the strong pressure made him feel as if an invisible hand was squeezing his body.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the vortex portal that had been silent for the whole Spring Festival finally opened again.