Planar Trash

Looking at the spiritual liquid in the glass again, the spiritual energy seems to have dissipated a little, but compared to when it was stored in a container without engraved storage spirit patterns, the speed is still much slower. According to the current speed of dissipation, Cheng Jingchi can probably save three month or so.

From two days to three months, this is already a great improvement. If the materials in the Qiankun Pearl are used, it is estimated that the preservation time can be longer, but the most common ones in the Qiankun Pearl are some herbs, flowers and trees, and there is no suitable one. Jade and clay for firing vessels.

However, even so, Cheng Jingchi was very satisfied.

Food needs to be eaten at one bite, and the road needs to be walked step by step. He believes that as his cultivation base gets higher and higher in the future, he will definitely be able to research more good things.

What's more, this is just a primary spirit storage pattern, and there are more advanced ones such as intermediate spirit storage patterns, advanced spirit storage patterns, and master spirit storage patterns. The effect is definitely better than this.

"That's great, so I don't have to worry about wasting the extracted spiritual liquid in the future because there is no suitable container to store it." Cheng Jingchi lay on the sofa on his back, with his head resting on Li Zhan's slender and powerful thigh, and said happily.

Li Zhan held the remote control in one hand to change channels, and stroked the soft hair on the top of his head with the other hand, and said with a smile, "Jing Chi is really amazing."

"It's also the first time I know that I'm so talented!" Cheng Jingchi swipe her fingers back and forth on the phone, so excited that she doesn't know what to do, "I'm so happy, we must celebrate it! "

"Okay, okay." Li Zhan was also smiling, and seemed to be happier than him, and asked him, "What do you want?"

Cheng Jingchi turned over, looked up at Li Zhan's handsome face from the bottom up, and blinked: "I want a tall, handsome and gentle boyfriend."

"Oh." Li Zhan glanced at the end of his eyes, "We have a lot of fresh meat, although they are a little worse than me, but if you choose carefully, you should still be able to find a tall, handsome and gentle Come on, do you need their phone number?"

The more gentle the tone, the more indifferent the eyes, and the surrounding air dropped ten degrees.

Cheng Jingchi shivered subconsciously, and said flatteringly: "Of course it's you, who else in this world is taller, handsomer and gentler than you? The most important thing is, you are my boyfriend."

And the men in the clubhouse are handsome and gentle, yes, but their gentleness can be bought with money. If they can be gentle to you today, they may be gentle to him tomorrow.He is a common man, rather than spending money to buy tenderness, he hopes that the other party is genuinely gentle to him because of him.

In the next second, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the temperature rises suddenly.

Cheng Jingchi chuckled, and thought silently in her heart, unexpectedly, Li Zhan would be jealous sometimes, and he felt so down-to-earth.

Li Zhan stared at the TV screen, thought of something, and asked him again: "Do you need double cultivation?"

When he said this, he turned his face away, pretending to be watching TV seriously, but the roots of his ears turned red little by little.

Cheng Jingchi nodded without hesitation: "You can have this."

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The next day, Cheng Jing made a late trip to the ceramic factory and woodware factory in the city, and ordered a batch of porcelain vases and wooden boxes respectively.I made my own request with the boss. If the material for firing a porcelain bottle is regular clay, don’t use any other compound materials instead. The wooden box must be made of solid wood, not boards, and the price is higher. It doesn't matter.

Although the bosses thought his request was a bit strange, but considering the price was good, they all nodded in tacit agreement without asking any further questions.

Such rich and self-willed guests, they wish to have a few more.

When the first batch of samples were fired, Cheng Jingchi was very satisfied.Although it is just a very ordinary porcelain vase, its texture is similar to that of a good quality bowl on the market. Using my spiritual eyes, I found that although the porcelain vase does not have white spots, there are no black or other messy spots of light.

There is no aura and no harmful substances, which is not easy for things that are artificially fired on the earth.

Before firing, he deliberately mentioned that celadon should be fired, and there should be no extra decorations on the bottle body, so the fired porcelain bottle is a very ordinary porcelain white color, which is pleasant to the eye and feels good to the touch.

The cyan bottle body is painted with dark golden Chuling pattern, which is low-key and solemn. This kind of outer packaging is very suitable for the high-end Ningbi series of Fountain of Youth.

The wooden boxes made by the carpentry factory are even smoother. They have cooperated with two large furniture factories in the city. The leftovers after finishing the furniture are just used to make wooden boxes. It is not a waste. Now it is getting more and more expensive. The solid wood material can make a lot of money, and the owner of the woodware factory is very happy.

Now that the container is in place, what remains is the most difficult task - drawing the runes, and this task can only be done by Cheng Jingchi alone, no one else can help.

Because the effect of the rune seems to be time-sensitive, in order to maximize the storage effect, Cheng Jingchi can only draw it when it is needed.

In two days, he drew eight spirit storage runes, four wooden boxes, and four porcelain bottles.Half of the extracted rhodiola liquid was put in each porcelain bottle, and a bottle was given to each of Cheng's mother, Grandpa Qiao, Uncle Qiao and Ji Xingwu, and asked them to drink a small drop of soaked water every day. finish drinking.

As early as the 60s of the twentieth century, some scientists discovered that Rhodiola rosea can adapt to the original state, which can improve the body's resistance to various external influences such as chemical, biological or physical factors. The efficacy of the lungs, disease prevention and anti-aging effects are among the best among all known tonic Chinese herbal medicines, and the immune effect is even better than ginseng.

Ever since he knew that his family members couldn't practice with him, Cheng Jingchi tried every means to make Grandpa Qiao and Mother Cheng live a long and healthy life. Now that they had the talisman, they sent them all kinds of good things for free.

Cheng's mother has always doted on her son. Whatever her son says is good, he will drink it in water if he says so, and Cheng's mother will keep it in mind.

Ever since Qiao Baishu cured his lame leg by taking the mysterious and weird potion that Cheng Jingchi gave him last time, he has believed in Cheng Jingchi, almost to the point of Cheng's mother. to trust.

On the contrary, it was Grandpa Qiao, who unscrewed the lid and smelled it, with a puzzled look on his face: "It smells like Rhodiola rosea, but it doesn't look like it. What did you make? Let me tell you, Chinese medicine can't be messed up." Come on, the medicine is three-point poisonous, and I am most afraid that you half-toned and half-knowledge will make up medicines indiscriminately, and in the end not only can't cure people, but will make the disease worse and worse."

"..." Cheng Jingchi's head was full of black lines, thinking that Grandpa's resentment towards him for not studying medicine is really deep enough, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will stab him from time to time.

"That's fine. If grandpa is worried, don't drink it." Cheng Jingchi gestured to take the bottle back.

Grandpa Qiao moved faster than him, quickly withdrew his hand, hid it in his pocket, glared at him and said, "Can I take back the things I gave away? How rude!"

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

The old man is so difficult to serve.