Chapter 171 Respect "How come after using so many spiritual materials, it still got smaller?" The first medicinal bath lasted ten days. When the effect of the medicine was exhausted, Bai Ze lay helplessly in the pool, looking a whole circle smaller than before. Seeing it struggling for a few times but unable to even open its eyelids, Wei Wenxin directly picked it up, pinched the Jingchen Jue to clean it, and then carefully put it in the nest that had been prepared long ago and covered with silk cotton. This is the silk spun by the magical silkworm. High-quality silk threads are used to make robes, while the lower-quality ones are made into silk cotton and filled into thick brocade, which feels soft and smooth. The new skin of the spirit beast is very delicate and will hurt if it is slightly bumped. Ling Cang only slept in such a nest when he was just born. After that, he slept in a loose, breathable grass nest with the fragrance of plants and trees. Now it's lying in the nest, making the nest look a lot bigger. "The essence is concentrated, what good is a big fool?"
If you are too big, it will be inconvenient to move and you will need to compress your body for a long time. This is not a comfortable thing for spiritual beasts. Wei Wenxin thought about it carefully and it seemed that the higher-level spiritual beasts were not particularly large in size. But I just mentioned it casually and didn't mean to get to the bottom of it. Wei Wenxin said "hmm" and started cleaning the pool. The sewage is really dirty. Mixed in it were Bai Ze's hair and other things. There were many strange spells in the world of immortal cultivation, so Wei Wenxin acted carefully. He scooped up the debris and burned them all, then boiled the waste water before putting it into a large vat as tall as a person, took it to the back mountain, and poured it into the sewage pit. Many aquatic plants with purifying properties are planted in the pit, and they will be discharged to irrigate the spiritual plants when the water becomes clear. Back at Quanyong Cottage, Wei Wenxin added water to the pond to boil the medicine while sharing his experience with Ling Cang: "When you fight with someone, you must be careful to collect the fallen hair and blood. If the fight is too intense and you can't take care of it, you must also clean up the battlefield afterwards. The best way is to beat the opponent to death and burn it clean." No one has ever taught it this experience! Ling Cang’s eyes were as big as copper bells, and his long eyelashes trembled again and again. He wanted to say, "You are so experienced!", but in the end he just responded with an obedient "Yeah". Seeing that it didn't take it seriously, Wei Wenxin threw medicinal herbs into the spiritual spring while giving it examples. "Don't disbelieve me. Let's not talk about the distant past. Let's talk about the recent past. A few years ago, a senior brother of our sect went down the mountain to gain experience. He was entangled by a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect who had a higher cultivation level than him. At the beginning, they got along very unpleasantly. They fought several times in a row and suffered several injuries. Then he and the female cultivator depended on each other for life and death." "and then?" Ling Cang felt as if his whole body was hollowed out, and he spoke weakly. Wei Wenxin wanted to coax it, so it was rare for him to tell it all kinds of gossip, so he wouldn't whet its appetite. "Then that senior brother returned to the sect and made a fuss about marrying that female cultivator. His master firmly disagreed, so the female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect spread rumors outside, saying that his master had ill intentions towards him. That pissed off the senior brother so much that he got into a fight with the evil female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect on the spot, and almost kicked that senior brother out of the sect afterwards." Seeing that she stopped again, Ling Cang couldn't help but urge her: "What happened next?"
"Brother was unwilling to give in. He would rather leave the Wanjian Sect and chase after that witch. Later, the witch was beaten half to death and finally confessed. It turned out that when Brother first fought with her, a drop of his heart blood was taken away, and then he was hit by the same heart curse. When the curse was lifted, Brother felt confused and dazed, as if he had just had a dream." Ling Cang was amazed when he heard this: "All the sword cultivators in your Wanjian Sect have been kidnapped!" It is precisely because of this that I have never thought about the same heart spell before. Wei Wenxin coughed twice: "There's nothing I can do, that senior brother is so handsome. Some people are really not afraid of death." Ling Cang made another "tsk" sound. "Okay, come in! The new medicine is ready." There are four prescriptions in total, and each prescription has different effects. It takes about ten days to completely digest the first dose of medicine, and its main function is to renew the body. The second pair won’t take that long, in order to accumulate energy. The remaining two medicines are more effective. They can stimulate potential and enhance talents while improving overall physical fitness. Ling Cang entered the pool again. This time it didn't hurt at all, and it could also use its energy to absorb the essence of the medicine, shortening the process. Seeing that he looked calm, Wei Wenxin immediately took out the materials and started to refine the talisman pen. The second dose of medicine took effect. When the third dose was ready and Ling Cang took it, he no longer felt the pain he felt the first time. "It hurts a bit, but I can bear it." Seeing that it looked normal, as if its pain threshold had increased, Wei Wenxin did not disturb it, arranged for it to concentrate on practicing, and then got busy again. During this period, Uncle Qingyan processed the materials and sent someone to deliver them over. Wei Wenxin took advantage of these twenty days to refine them all. I was exhausted after finishing the job. Ling Cang needed a long sleep to recover, and Wei Wenxin did not disturb it. After resting at home for two days, she began to concentrate on completing her manuscript. This book has been conceived in my mind many times, so it is not difficult to write it. When she finished proofreading it for the last time and copied it into the jade slip, Ling Cang was still sleeping and recovering, and had not woken up yet. Just pack up and go down the mountain to find Uncle Qingying. After coming down the mountain, Wei Wenxin flew slowly along the mountain path on his sword. During the flight, he passed by the Siguo Cliff and was a little surprised to see that the cliff had been repaired! Didn't expect it to be so fast? She had things to do, and she didn't want to watch from afar as she watched a disciple make a mistake and be caught crying. Uncle Qingying lives in the Wangbei Building of Wanjian Bookstore. She was a person with very low material desires, and even after advancing to the Divine Transformation stage, she still did not choose a separate peak. Wanjian Bookstore is very large. You can smell the strong smell of ink as soon as you enter. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of machines operating when printing books. Uncle Master Qingying was drying her collection of books in the yard.
He was very happy to see her coming and immediately asked her to help. The classics of the world of immortal cultivation have been recorded in jade slips since many years ago. Paper books like these are basically used to print storybooks. Sure enough, Wei Wenxin picked up two books at random. "Don't Let the Female Devil Go"? "The Domineering Swordsman Little Talisman Fairy"? Touch the goose bumps on your arms. Honestly, it's kind of embarrassing. I didn't expect that she not only wrote, but also collected them. Not only collected them, but also took them out to bask in the sun every year. Seeing her sigh, Taoist Qingying was particularly proud. "It's because you don't like it, otherwise I wouldn't let you touch it!" "Is it so rare?" "Of course not! Many of them are limited edition collector's items." Wei Wenxin had no choice but to silently put the book on the shelf and spread it out for her. After working for most of the hour, I finally had some free time. Taoist Qingying was still complaining: "Hey, piracy is really impossible to eradicate, I am really fed up with it!" "Storybooks are easy to be pirated. If you read the classics of monks, there will be no such risk." "It's unrealistic to do this." After all, the selling price is there, and costs must be compressed again and again to make a profit. Wei Wenxin nodded, and without further greeting, he took out the manuscript. Well, today, Manager 3 hit his forehead and got a bump on the kitchen countertop. He bent over to open the cabinet and got a little closer. o(╥﹏╥)oWhat a stupid tragedy. (End of this chapter)