Planar Trash

Cheng Jingchi discovered that the change in Qiankun Zhuli happened on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, the day when the south celebrates a new year.

The two practiced together twice shamelessly, and Cheng Jingchi ate up Li Zhan happily. When he woke up again, it was completely dark and Li Zhan was gone. He should have gone to work.

Cheng Jingchi habitually checked the situation in Qiankun Zhuli, but this time the situation was a little different.

In the past, he could only barely enter the Qiankun Pearl consciously, and the time could not be too long. Today, he found that his whole body was already in the Qiankun Pearl, breathing the air here down-to-earth.

Sure enough, the consciousness is different from the deity!

Probably because the whole person came in, he found that his consciousness had a more subtle grasp of the situation in the Qiankun Pearl, and he could even see the substantive spiritual energy permeating the space of the Qiankun Pearl, as thick as the fog in Kyoto this season Like the haze, it is fresh and pure, and it can't help but lift people's spirits.

The aura in the Qiankun Pearl was really strong. Cheng Jingchi took a deep breath greedily, only to feel that his limbs and bones were immersed in a mysterious feeling, his mind was relaxed, and his body was extremely comfortable.It's a pity that the time spent in it is too short each time. With such a strong aura, the effect of practicing in the Qiankun Pearl must be twice the result with half the effort.

Things are good things, but the requirements are too high.

Cheng Jingchi glanced at the situation inside the Qiankun Pearl, and found that the medicinal materials planted in it were growing lushly, and the growth rate seemed to be much faster than before; on the basswood growing from the purple lucidum, several hyphae emerged, and Cheng Jingchi looked at it. After two eyes, I found that the growth was good, so I moved the basswood to the shade of the grass by the edge of the puddle.

Although there is no need to follow the restrictions on plant growth in Qiankun Pearl, but fungi naturally like dark and humid environments, so there is always nothing wrong.

I don't know what kind of fungus will grow, I'm looking forward to it when I think about it.

Before, he asked Grandpa Joe for a lot of herbal seeds. Not only that, he also dug a few wild dandelions in the wild to supplement the medicine field, so as to avoid the medicine field from being too monotonous. It may be because he did not pay attention when transplanting. The weed roots were brought in, and now there are many more weeds in the medicinal herb field. Compared with the time outside, their vitality is more tenacious, competing with Cheng Jingchi's carefully cultivated medicinal materials for the aura in the Qiankun Pearl.

"Huh, there are still weeds sneaking in?" Cheng Jingchi rubbed her head, really pampered medicinal herbs can't compete with weeds?

He dug out the weeds and grass roots in that piece of medicine field, turned around and found no container that could hold the grass roots, so he had to put them in his pocket, and waited for a while to be forcibly ejected by the Qian Kun Pearl, together take it out.

After pulling out the weeds, Cheng Jingchi went to the puddle for two more laps. In the small puddle where there had been no movement until now, two new lotuses appeared. The small leaves looked like two pieces of duckweed that had just sprouted. The fresh green is lovely.

"Ah, I'm actually alive." Cheng Jingchi counted the time silently, and found that the time in the Qiankun Pearl was faster than the time in the real world.

Could it be that the higher his cultivation level, the faster the time in Qiankun Pearl will pass?

Cheng Jingchi looked confused, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

The good thing is that the crops in Qiankunzhuli mature faster. In the past, they matured once every two months, but now they are shortened to once a month; the disadvantage is that there is no, no, warehouse, warehouse!

If one does not pay attention and does not pick at the most suitable time, those crops will soon rot and become fertilizer to feed back to the earth.

Is there any way to make the crops grow quickly, and at the same time avoid the waste of crops caused by my negligence and untimely picking? After all, the Qiankun Pearl is very magical, even if it is just an ordinary weed, planted in the Qiankun Pearl, it will be contaminated. The spiritual energy inside has also become a spiritual herb, it would be a pity to waste it casually.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jingchi was a little tangled up.

The time in the Qiankun Pearl passes quickly. In the past, it didn’t matter if the consciousness came in, but only the consciousness can do limited things, but if the deity has been in for too long, and it doesn’t match the time outside, he will age quickly. Li Zhan Lao It's slow, and Li Zhan's cultivation level is still higher than him. When he becomes an old man, Li Zhan will still be a handsome and handsome guy. How embarrassing!

Sure enough, everything has flaws. There is no absolute perfect thing in this world. Compared with the pros and cons, the benefits of Qian Kun Pearl far outweigh the bad things.

Cheng Jingchi inspected her territory, and before being sent out by the Qiankun Pearl, she simply sat cross-legged in the Qiankun Pearl and practiced.

To be honest, since he practiced, apart from feeling that his physical coordination has improved, his reactions have become more agile, and his five senses have become stronger, there seems to be nothing special about him. There is no such thing as hand for rain.

Li Zhan said that he had already attracted Qi into his body, and he didn't feel much about it. After all, most of his cultivation bases were obtained by Li Zhan, who was a dual-cultivator.

Practicing in the Qiankun Pearl is obviously different from outside, the aura is abundant, and he can clearly feel that a stream of aura begins to circulate in his physical strength, passing through the meridians of the internal organs, limbs, and meridians, hitting him again and again as a mortal who is blocked and sore Suffocated meridians.

At the beginning Cheng Jingchi was a little at a loss, it was very hard to drive this strange aura, this aura was very uncooperative, always trying to break through Cheng Jingchi's shackles, rushing through Cheng Jingchi's body, but after walking for two small weeks, Cheng Jingchi gradually found the pattern, and slowly guided the aura to flow around his body, and this aura became tame, silently nourishing his meridians like spring wind and rain, and wherever he went, the whole body felt refreshed, not much better than Li Zhan Shuangxiu let.

Cheng Jingchi was getting better and better, completely forgetting the time, and immersed himself in the wonderful realm of cultivation. The spiritual energy absorbed faster and gathered in his body to form a small conical vortex, which tempered his body and meridians one after another, stagnant Na's meridian was widened bit by bit, and the body began to discharge black sweat, which stinks badly.

Cheng Jingchi was unaware of this, and just followed his instinct to absorb the aura in the Qiankun Pearl to nourish his meridians, and the rich and pure aura quickly entered his body.

Until a familiar headache came, and then his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the big bed in the master bedroom.

"I've just tasted the wonderful taste of cultivation!" Cheng Jingchi muttered angrily. The Qiankun Pearl was too stingy, and he was forcibly sent out when he was in a good mood, just like a man, when he was suddenly forcibly interrupted Same aggrieved.

"However, the feeling of practicing is so good." Cheng Jingchi still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged, reminiscing about the situation just now, when she heard the movement in the room on the first day of the lunar new year, she ran over with kitten steps.

During the first day of junior high school, she was raised to be smooth and smooth, and her fur is much more beautiful. With a wedge-shaped face of a garden cat, it looks even more beautiful than a puppet cat.

Cheng Jingchi waved to it: "Come over here on the first day of the new year, your father is not at home today, let's sleep together."

On the first day of junior high school, I saw my favorite Two-legged monster sitting on the bed, two kitten paws grabbed the bed sheet and jumped up, the little nose moved forward and sniffed at Cheng Jingchi, then "meow", with a disgusted expression on his face. He quickly jumped out of bed and ran away without looking back.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Sure enough, it is an ungrateful cat, and it is really useless to love it for so long.

Cheng Jingchi thought resentfully, and suddenly felt a strange smell in her nose, like the sour smell of rotten and fermented food.He thought that something was broken in the house, and was thinking that he would not be able to sleep anyway, tidy up the house, and when he lifted the quilt up, he found that the smell was actually coming from him. He looked up, The outstretched arms and claws were blackened, covered with a layer of black dirt.

Lying on the grass!

It stinks!So dirty!

Cheng Jingchi's expression changed to that of a husky.

He clearly remembered that he was just meditating on the bed, and went into the Qiankun Pearl to practice, why did it look like he had rolled around in a muddy puddle?It stinks!No wonder the disgusted expression on Chuyi's face just now, I really misunderstood it.

Is this the legendary washing tendons and marrow cutting?

Without even thinking about it, Cheng Jingchi rushed into the bathroom and rubbed herself from head to toe with shower gel. As a result, a lot of black dirt came off and almost blocked the floor drain. It was so embarrassing.

After washing it three times in a row, Cheng Jingchi put on her clothes and came out until she no longer had that disgusting smell on her body, picked up a water glass to brush her teeth and wash her face.

On the first day of junior high school, the scheming meow saw that Cheng Jingchi had returned to his usual clean and handsome two-legged image, so he came over and meowed around his ankle, and rubbed his head flatteringly on his leg.

"You've already eaten a piece of meat today, and you'll eat it tomorrow." Cheng Jing remained unmoved, and rejected its request coldly.

Li Zhan has confirmed that the pieces of meat that fell from the vortex portal last time can be eaten on the first day of the new year. In fact, Li Zhan’s meaning is very euphemistic, that is, it is okay for people on earth to eat occasionally. It's a little lump, wild boar belly and deer stomach are medicinal materials, so forget it, Cheng Jingchi put away these pieces of meat, cut a small piece every day for the first day of junior high school to satisfy his gluttony, and now he eats it every day for the first day of junior high school. A kind of coquettish and cute begging for meat.

Cheng Jingchi was still soft-hearted towards it at first, but one day she ate a little more on the first day of the new year and got diarrhea, Cheng Jingchi's attitude on this matter was very firm and tough.

Seeing that being cute was useless at first, he ran to his nest with his tail upright, trotted over with his food bowl in his mouth, and then squatted in front of Cheng Jingchi and looked at him without blinking.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Well, it seems that the uncle cat has not been fed tonight.

After pouring some cat food, Chu took the food bowl back to the side of the cat litter, and slowly enjoyed it.

After a while, the cat food was finished, and Chuyi walked towards the kitchen with the food bowl in his mouth. Cheng Jingchi followed curiously, and saw Chuyi standing at the kitchen door with the basin in his mouth, his two strong hind legs moved left and right, and then With a leap, he jumped to the edge of the sink, threw the food bowl into the sink, stretched out the kitten's claws and fiddled with the faucet, waited for the food bowl to be rinsed clean, then took it out and put it back at Cheng Jingchi's feet, raised his head and looked at the water. Cheng Jingchi.

Cheng Jingchi's hair was full of black lines, and she removed a clean dishcloth to wipe the cat food bowl clean. On the first day of the junior high school, she carried the food bowl back to her nest with satisfaction, and curled up in the nest to sleep.

"..."

This must not be his cat!