Chapter 141 Lively "What else? You can't make clothes clean automatically, right?" Both the elders and the close junior sisters like to dress her up. But no matter how shameless she is, she can't ask others to help clean up her clothes when they get dirty, right? No matter how high-end the vestments are, the production principles are the same. It is not like mortal clothes that need to be woven, cut and sewn, but it is directly made by weapon refiners and is a kind of equipment for monks. The so-called perfect connection is not just a fantasy in the world of immortal cultivation, but a real and common thing. Because the craftsmanship of making vestments is different. When refining the robes, various fibers are interwoven and various patterns are woven inside the cloth. Each pattern naturally absorbs the free spiritual energy in the air and stimulates its own effects. For example, dustproof, fireproof and waterproof are the three most basic functions of vestments. More advanced ones will have constant temperature arrays to regulate body temperature, poison avoidance arrays to resist poisonous miasma, etc. Like the one that the master specially made for Wei Wenxin, it also has the functions of clearing the mind, accelerating the recovery of spiritual power, improving the efficiency of cultivation, and enhancing defense. As for automatically increasing or decreasing the size of robes and adjusting according to each person's body size, this is the standard that distinguishes monastic robes from ordinary clothes and is the most basic one.
Many monks who live in poverty only wear one set of robes all year round. What's worse, some of them may wear a set of standard robes given free of charge by the sect for decades! Even though her living conditions were good and she had more new clothes than she could wear, she was always dirty. You can't just wear a set of magic-level robes once and then discard them, right? The vestments are dustproof, but they are only dustproof, sweatproof and ordinary dirt commonly seen in daily life. As for oils, blood and other things that are full of spiritual energy, they are impossible to defend against. Once stained, it is easy to contaminate clothing fibers and cause the magic circle to become ineffective. This requires monks to clean it up specifically. In the world of immortal cultivation, there is a profession called clothing and armor repairer, who specializes in repairing robes, armor and the like. Some people are part-time weapon refiners, while others only study this. Just like weapons will be damaged after long-term use and need to be repaired by weapon restorers, jewelry will need to be refurbished by jewelry restorers after being worn for a long time. These are all very common things. If the monk can clean it in time, there is naturally no need to send it to the equipment repairer. After repairing it a few times, you can buy a new one. Yue Jinxiu had servants serving her since she was a child and had never washed her clothes by herself. If a weapon is stained with blood during a fight, it is usually just replaced and scrapped. I couldn't help but be interested when I saw what she wrote. "Radish juice can actually remove blood stains? Is that true?" "How could it be false? Based on my... ahem, many years of experience, it is very useful. Choose the kind of crushed and filtered juice that is full of spiritual energy, the effect will be better." Yue Jinxiu suddenly understood a lot. "No wonder you always grow this in your yard. I thought you liked it, so I used to make cakes for you with this thing, but you only took a bite..." Yue Jinxiu felt a little aggrieved.
Poor girl, she had never done any cooking before, but she went to the kitchen and got splashed with hot oil in the face. Afterwards, she learned a few tricks from the chef Ling. It was all in vain. When Wei Wenxin was young, she was laying the foundation and ate a lot of rare treasures, but her master only pursued the efficacy of the medicine, not the taste. She tried all kinds of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and numb flavors, so that after she had built a perfect foundation, she immediately became a person who lived on fasting pills and was unwilling to eat anymore. Seeing her talking about this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You don't like to talk, there are many things I don't know! If I had known earlier, I would definitely eat a few more bites." Yue Jinxiu glared at him and then she stopped talking. "Can you take a look at the rest?" "Hmph!" Yue Jinxiu snorted, but turned to the next page. "Can spiritual charcoal really make dirty water clean?" Seeing this, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. "Yes! Water is often needed when refining equipment, and I am too lazy to change to clean water, so I just sprinkle a handful of this in every time, hehe..." Isn’t it said that lazy people have their own lazy ways? Who among ordinary people could come up with this idea? The two chatted about the new book, and before they knew it, the sun was setting. The cook brought out the stunning fish, showing off her cooking skills. Wei Wenxin noticed that she was a stranger and gave her a Breaking Formation Dagger. After listening to her words, he learned that the former cook was already old and had returned home to enjoy her retirement. "My family has been serving on the island for generations, starting from my grandmother. I am already the third generation to serve the True Lord!" "Time flies. I still remember your grandmother. She was very good at making desserts." When Yue Jinxiu was a teenager, she was always greedy and kept eating all kinds of delicious food all day long. When Wei Wenxin first met her, there was a huge difference in their body sizes. Just looking at the back, Yue Jinxiu was at least twice as wide as her. It’s not that the cook had any bad intentions and deliberately raised her like this. It's because she couldn't control herself during her growth period. She ate too many rare and precious foods, and her elders at home doted on her too much and didn't want her to suffer, so she couldn't lose weight. "Hey!" Seeing that she still remembered her grandmother, the little cook smiled and felt proud. Perhaps because their blood relationship is too distant, she looks delicate and not at all like Yue Jinxiu. He looks to be in his early twenties, but he has already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. Judging from his age, he has the potential to build a foundation. I guess his talent is not too bad. Sending them to the island is also to obtain better resources. When she left, both of them couldn't help but sigh. Once you embark on the path of cultivating immortals, there is no turning back. As your cultivation advances, your life span increases. If you are unable to break through, you will die of old age. If a cultivator cannot break through the foundation-building stage, his lifespan can only reach 120 years at most.
They still feel that they are very young, but the cook has already changed to the third generation. "It is rare for a low-level cultivator to be able to pass down a family craft and have successors, and for the whole family to live a safe and prosperous life. If they continue to live like this for a long time, once a talented descendant appears in the family, it is not impossible for them to become a family of immortal cultivators and continue to pass on their skills." Wei Wenxin had never called anyone a servant. When she was a child, her master took care of her without any help. Once, the master went out on a mission and was gone for more than ten years. She was busy refining weapons at home and didn't even notice that she had eaten all the fasting pills. In the end, she was half starved to death and crawled out of the weapon refining room. She was found by the servants who were responsible for sweeping the mountain. The master then specially hired two servants to come and feed her from time to time. The two men only took care of her for a few years. One of them bullied her because she was young and naive, and never tired of taking advantage of her. In just a few years, he broke through to the Golden Elixir stage and stole her medicinal food. He was discovered by her master and slapped to death. The other one worked honestly, took good care of her, received rewards, and also cultivated to the Golden Elixir stage. I went down the mountain and returned to my hometown a few years ago. I heard from my fellow apprentice who went there on a mission that after returning home, he married more than a dozen wives and concubines and had many children, and now he has become a small force in his own right. What is commendable is that this man is very sensible in doing things, never causes trouble in public using her name, and lives a very stable life. Wei Wenxin was grateful for his loyalty and asked someone to send him a bottle of foundation-building pill to help his family grow. (End of this chapter)