Cultivation bosses are all cats

Ye Jingxing turned his head subconsciously, and met the surprised eyes of the pharmacist.

"I see them withered, so..."

Unexpectedly, before Ye Jing finished speaking, the pharmacist interrupted: "How did you do it?"

"Ah?" Ye Jingxing was stunned for two seconds, "Just... use spiritual power, I have wood-type spiritual roots."

Ye Jingxing didn't directly say that he was a single spiritual root of the wood system.

It's no surprise that a monk with a wood-type spiritual root revives a plant, right?He saw that these plants were all catnip, which had no other effect except to attract kittens.

"This is..." Xiao He also came over, "The mint you planted in that spiritual field?"

The pharmacist nodded, "Catnip for the little raccoon."

Xiao He's eyes widened slightly, and she ran up to Ye Jingxing and grabbed his clothes: "That's great."

Ye Jingxing: "?"

Xiao He pointed to the mints that had been revived by Ye Jingxing and said: "The best spiritual field in Baicao Garden has been polluted, and none of the spiritual plants in it was spared. They are all dead, and there is no way to save them. cats got some catnip and got ruined, that's all."

"Since we can bring these dead mints back to life, it will definitely solve the problem of Lingtian."

After hearing this, Ye Jingxing pursed his lips, feeling that it was too early to be happy, and said, "My spiritual power only works on Mint."

Xiao He nodded: "I know, give it a try, I think there is hope."

Ye Jingxing's secret is not a secret anymore. Almost everyone knows that Ye Jingxing, the son of the Ye family, is a waste with a single spiritual root, with poor aptitude and low cultivation, and his ability is only effective for Mint.

Pharmacist's gaze stayed on Ye Jingxing for a long time, he opened his mouth to say something, but finally remained silent.

Xiao He turned to look at the pharmacist: "Is that kitten saved?"

"I've taken care of all the wounds on my body and fed it some medicine. Let's take a look at it in a few days."

"Then let's deal with Lingtian's affairs first, and come back later."

The pharmacist stretched out his hand toward the door: "No."

After the few people left, the cihuamao nimbly jumped onto the wooden shelf, gnawed a mouthful of the mint that Ye Jingxing had just rescued, and said to the pharmacist in the sea of ​​consciousness: "It smells so good, it tastes even better than the one you planted."

The pharmacist hugged the cat into his arms, "Tastier than me?"

Little Lihua rubbed against his chest and coaxed, "It's not as good as you."

The pharmacist kissed the kitten in his arms fiercely, and his eyes fell on the pots of catnip revived by Ye Jingxing.

These are a few pieces of mint buds derived from his own body, each carrying a few traces of his spiritual power. He originally wanted to move these mint buds to the spiritual field to raise them well, and give them as a birthday present to the little raccoon, but he didn't expect that. thing.

He tried many ways to save, but still to no avail.

It is impossible for a human monk with only the third level of Qi training to do it.

What is the origin of this human being?

The pharmacist stretched out his finger and gently touched the petite and lovely peppermint bud, only to feel his finger was lightly electrified.

He widened his eyes slightly, with a look of disbelief.

Mint, which originally only had a trace of spiritual power, now contains far more power than before.

Mental power is very complicated to explain in the plant race, and it is also very precious.

Once the spiritual power is destroyed, it is extremely difficult to repair. There are almost no ones who can restore the spiritual power in the entire continent. Even if they can, it can only play a very small role.

No wonder the little raccoon said it was more delicious than the ones he had grown before.

"You should have asked about that person's identity just now." Xiao Li said.

The pharmacist pursed his lips and did not answer. He glanced at the unconscious ugly kitten lying in the lotus leaf on the table, and casually cast a barrier on it, fearing that it would wake up and run around and get hurt, so he put it in the barrier again. I got a glass of water, and after finishing everything, I left holding the little cihuamao and one of the pots of mint.

The door was closed with a "bang", and the ugly kitten, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened its eyes. Its eyes were like amber, but now they were dyed a little red.

It smells good.

I saw it struggling to lift the injured paw, smacking the air in vain, and the almost transparent barrier was easily broken by it.

The next second, the kitten limped towards the shelf where the few mint plants were placed.

After Ye Jingxing was brought to Lingtian, he was truly amazed.

The orphanage he lived in when he was very young was built in the countryside with a lot of fields, and he would often go there with other children to help pick vegetables.

In his impression, the fields are relatively dirty, because the soil is fertile and moist, and he can step on quite a small pit with his feet. Every time he has to wear ill-fitting rain boots, he still cannot avoid splashing mud spots on his body.

Although it is fun to play in mud, it is not fun to go back and be trained.

The Lingtian in Baicao Garden is different.

The order is as good as the 3D projection of QQ Farm.

Each piece is divided into squares of the same size. Lingzhi is also divided into sections according to the type, habit, and function. Under careful care, each plant grows very well. Except for the appearance, the same type of plants are tall, short, fat, and thin. no big difference.

Quite a cure for obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Ye Jingxing couldn't fully recognize the types of these spiritual plants, but the thick aura surrounding them showed that the origin of these plants was not ordinary.

Any one can go to the dead town to exchange a lot of seafood.Ye Jingxing thought.

Xiaosan's eyes were dazzled, and she kept asking Xiaohua what this is and what that is.

Xiaohua also patiently answered him one by one.

"The polluted spiritual field is the best one here. There used to be very precious spiritual plants planted in it. It has grown for hundreds of years, and only produced a little fruit, but now all of them are gone." Xiao He pulled Ye Jingxing The sleeves kept walking.

Ye Jingxing nodded.

No wonder there is such a rush.

"Mi." Shen Qiyao glanced at it for a few times and found it meaningless, turned around and turned his head to Ye Jingxing's chest and continued to sleep.

He is a carnivorous monster, he has no interest in these flowers and plants, the only plant he is interested in after living for so long is Ye Jingxing's mint.

Ye Jingxing felt the movement in his arms, raised his hand and gently touched the kitten's head, and found that the cat had fallen asleep again.

The little milk cat was short of sleep, Ye Jingxing didn't think there was anything wrong, just eat more, sleep more, and grow up slowly.

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