Chapter 37 Ho Chi Ping’s “conspiracy”
Golden spirit root!
First level!
Although spiritual roots are not a necessary condition for cultivation, they are a prerequisite for joining a cultivating family or even joining an immortal sect.
The reason why Chen Mo failed to become a disciple of Qingyang Sect was because he had no spiritual roots.
As a result, cultivation is just a grinding effort for them, and they may only be able to wander in the realm of Qi refining throughout their lives. It is difficult to reach the sky if they want to build a foundation!
Didn't expect, didn't expect!
A small spiritual fruit actually allowed him to awaken the golden spiritual root. Although it is only the lowest level at present, since there is experience behind the spiritual root, it means that it can also be upgraded.
The awakening of spiritual roots excites Chen Mo even more than the success of Geng Jin's One Finger!
"What kind of seed is this?"
Chen Mo looked at the few spiritual seeds on the side. Different from the spiritual yellow rice seeds that needed to be transported, the life breath inside the seeds was very strong at the moment. As long as one was planted, red fruits would be born again within a month. .
For a moment, he was full of interest in the casual cultivator who sold his seeds.
No!
It should be said that he was full of interest in that more mysterious tooth cavity.
Chen Mo made up his mind that if he met the other party again in the future, he would have to find a way to get some useful information out of the other party's mouth!
"Take him to Wenxiang Pavilion?"
"It should be a good choice."
Chen Mo nodded, feeling good.
Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was just turning white, today's rain started.
The Linghuang rice in the Lingtian has just sprouted, and it’s time to water it every two days.
From now on, once summer comes, you will have to use the rain technique almost every day!
Fifteen acres of spiritual land is also a big burden for Chen Mo today. It often takes more than an hour to perform it once, and the spiritual energy in the body will be drained out.
Fortunately, he left enough spiritual rice and spiritual sand.
Therefore, in order to experience the rain-making technique, he would rather overdraw the spiritual energy in his body over and over again.
On the other side, Xiao Changhua meditated painstakingly every day and watched coldly everything Chen Mo did.
Different from Wang Lixia's slightly moved expression, in his eyes, the other party's stupid behavior was completely deserved! If you want to get his protection, what's the price to pay?
Therefore, he will neither say thank you nor pay any compensation.
As for whether it will delay the other party's cultivation?
That's not what he considered.
It's the other party who is stupid, what does it have to do with him, Xiao Changhua?
Among the Lingzhifus around Chen Mo, apart from Xiao Changhua in the south, there are three other places that are close to each other.
One is He Zhiping in the west, who is the rumor maker who originally spread the dirty information. In the east is also a middle-aged spiritual husband. He usually only takes care of his spiritual field and rarely shows up. , let alone communication.
Chen Mo has been here for more than two years and has only seen each other a handful of times so far.
As for Xi Mian, there is the only female spiritual husband around, named Lan Ling.
Unlike Wang Lixia, this female cultivator seems to be only in her twenties or thirties. Although she is only at the first level of Qi Refining, it is said that many spiritual masters want to become a Taoist companion with her.
Chen Mo also only met the other party face to face and did not have any in-depth communication.
After the rain was finished, Chen Mo sat cross-legged in the middle of the spiritual field as usual, practicing the Qi Nourishing Art, gaining pitiful experience little by little.
Suddenly, he felt footsteps coming from not far away.
Shocked in his heart, he quickly put away the low-grade spirit stone in his hand and stood up.
The fact that he has a low-grade spiritual stone must be kept strictly confidential.
Once other Ling Zhihus know about it, I am afraid it will attract covetous attention and cause unnecessary trouble!
Ling Zhifu owns a low-grade spiritual stone? This incident itself is too shocking.
Chen Mo saw clearly that the person coming was none other than He Zhiping, who had been taught a lesson by Wang Lixia. In the past two years, the two of them have only been acquaintances and have never had any contact. What will happen if they come to their door this time?
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your face looks a little rosy again."
After what happened before, Chen Mo actually had a bad impression of him. This was also the reason why he had never taken the initiative to find him in the past two years.
What's so easy about getting along with a person who likes to gossip behind his back?
"Fellow Daoist He, what's the matter?"
"I'm here to learn from you."
He Zhiping took a step forward, mysteriously raised his right fist, stretched it forward, and motioned for Chen Mo to stretch out his hand.
"Learn from the scriptures?"
Chen Mo was indifferent and had no intention of reaching out to take it.
"This little spiritual rice and a little thought can quickly restore the consumed spiritual energy when used to cook porridge."
The other party stepped forward again and forced a handful of spiritual rice into Chen Mo's hand.
After seeing the other party accept it, He Zhiping raised his eyebrows and his face became proud.
This is Lingmi! How many Lingzhifu are willing to eat Lingmi? This handful of spiritual rice can't bribe the other party!
As for Chen Mo, he frowned when he saw what was in his hands.
That much?
A bowl of spiritual porridge is not enough!
What kind of medicine is the other party selling in the gourd?
"Fellow Daoist He, please tell me if you have something to say."
"I would like to ask for help in spreading rain..."
"Sorry, this is my limit now."
Chen Mo handed over, he would not help the other party to make rain, it would be easier for someone else, anyway, he can gain experience.
But there is no way he can help this kind of person!
"No, no, no, He just wants to ask, how do you speak and convince the other party?"
Chen Mo frowned and asked, "Who do you want to rain on?"
"Cough, cough." He Zhiping coughed twice and looked to the west.
With just this one move, Chen Mo instantly guessed the other party's thoughts!
This guy wanted to pursue the only female cultivator around him - Lan Ling.
"Just say it, success is success, failure is failure."
"But, I heard that someone has tried it, but it seems that they were all rejected by Lan Daoyou." He Zhiping's expression was a little embarrassed. He had not gone until now because he was afraid of being rejected.
Once he left a bad impression on the other party, the dual cultivation thing would be directly ruined.
"There is no other way. Believe it or not."
After saying that, Chen Mo stuffed the handful of spiritual rice into his pocket and continued to meditate and practice.
He Zhiping on the side took a deep breath, clenched his fist angrily, and then stomped his feet and walked away.
'This kid really doesn't know how to show respect! '
He Zhiping's eyes turned, and he had a plan in his mind!
'Find an opportunity to teach this kid a lesson! ’
Chen Mo didn’t have the ability to read minds, but he could see that face clearly. He was more cautious about those who liked to gossip behind people’s backs.
As for the female cultivator the other party was talking about?
He had also seen her. She was really average in appearance and couldn’t be compared with the female cultivators in Wenxiang Pavilion.
However, female spiritual plant husbands were too rare!
No matter how mediocre their looks were, there were still many spiritual plant husbands around who were chasing them.
…
Spring passed and summer came.
The spiritual field at the foot of Ziyun Peak was green.
This day, He Zhiping finally found an opportunity!
