Spirit Planter

Yan Jinzhou pulled Zhong Yanhao to sit on the grass, "Yanhao, let's stay here for a while."

"Okay." Zhong Yanhao glanced at Yan Jinzhou, just in time to see the other's profile, the graceful outline was like a painting, very beautiful.

There are still stars and the moon in the sky now, the surroundings are quiet, and the surrounding spiritual plants are lingering with a faint moonlight.

Yan Jinzhou appraised it, and it was the best time to cultivate feelings.

"Yan Hao, do you have any dreams?" Yan Jinzhou took the initiative to stir up the topic to learn more about Zhong Yanhao.

Zhong Yanhao looked up at the bright full moon and was silent for a while before speaking, "I want to become a magician."

Yan Jinzhou took out two third-level fire attribute spiritual fruits from the storage bag, and handed one to Zhong Yanhao, "How did you think of becoming a magician?"

Zhong Yanhao took the spiritual fruit...like a peach, he didn't eat it, but just looked at the lines on the spiritual fruit, "My mother is a magician, so I want to learn."

Yan Jinzhou took a bite of the spiritual fruit, "Then let me help?"

Zhong Yanhao turned his face to look at Yan Jinzhou, and said with a smile, "Okay, but how are you going to help me?"

Yan Jinzhou thought for a while, "I'll help you find some theories about formations tomorrow, you should take a look first, if you have a concept first."

Zhong Yanhao was curious, these things are only available in the sect, "Where did you find the theory for me?"

"Ask Little Carrot, it knows everything." Yan Jinzhou said as it should.

The spirit of all things reminded Yan Jinzhou not to tell about the inheritance of the secret realm, otherwise if it spreads, the consequences would be disastrous, so Yan Jinzhou could not tell Zhong Yanhao about the inheritance of the secret realm.

Zhong Yanhao was surprised, "Little Carrot even knows the formation?"

Thinking of the countless jade slips in the Inheritance Secret Realm, Yan Jinzhou thought to himself, knowing what a formation is, it knows everything, "Yes, it knows a lot."

A strange look flashed in Zhong Yanhao's eyes. He now clearly realizes that the spirit of all things must be something complicated, but he doesn't intend to delve into it, "Jinzhou, thank you."

Yan Jinzhou was not happy, "Thank you again, it's too far-fetched to say thank you."

Zhong Yanhao asked casually, "Then what should I say?"

Yan Jinzhou thought for a while, "Tell me something else, Yan Hao, what color do you like? What do you like to eat? What do you like?"

Zhong Yanhao smiled and said, "I like black, it can cover up everything. I'm not picky about food, as long as it can help me cultivate. As for the things I like, I like treasures."

Yan Jinzhou said seriously, "I have written down everything you said."

Zhong Yanhao looked at Yan Jinzhou and said, "Then what color do you like? What do you like to eat? What do you like?"

Yan Jinzhou said enthusiastically, "I like light colors of any color, and others are similar to you, but I also like Lingshi, the more the better."

Zhong Yanhao laughed at Yan Jinzhou, "I see that you like Lingshi very much."

"Ha ha……"

After being quiet for a while, Yan Jinzhou held Zhong Yanhao's hand and said seriously, "Yan Hao, I owe you an apology. I shouldn't have let my mother force you to marry me back then." The original owner said.

Zhong Yanhao said with relief, "Although there is a bad side, you gave me Chenchen, and I should thank you for that."

In fact, being forced to marry Yan Jinzhou is not the worst thing, the worst thing is the harm from relatives.

Yan Jinzhou hugged Zhong Yanhao's shoulder distressedly, "Yanhao, everything is over, we cherish the present and the future."

Zhong Yanhao leaned his head on Yan Jinzhou's shoulder, "Jinzhou, will you continue like this?"

Yan Jinzhou promised, "Yes, I will protect you in the future."

"Ah."

The spirit of all things adjusted its back to face the two of them. Really, it was embarrassed to talk about love in front of its face.

……

On the second day, Yan Jinzhou found out the formation-related theory in the Inheritance Secret Realm, memorized it, and engraved it into a blank jade slip, and gave it to Zhong Yanhao.

Zhong Yanhao stared blankly, "Jinzhou, have you prepared the formation theory for me?"

Yan Jinzhou said very naturally, "Yes, you don't want to learn, you can start learning after you get the theory."

Zhong Yanhao sincerely admired Yan Jinzhou's ability to act, "I know, I will study hard."

Yan Jinzhou encouraged, "Study hard, we can discuss together if there is anything we don't understand."

Zhong Yanhao held the jade slip tightly, "Okay."

……

Yan Jinzhou harvested the second-level spiritual plants in the spiritual field and sold them in the town. This was the first time that second-level spiritual plants were sold.

Five acres of land, 150 catties per mu, 20 spirit stones per catty, a total of [-] spirit stones were sold, a huge sum of money, Yan Jinzhou felt a little bit drifting, but it took [-] days to sell Once, this made him a little regretful.

Holding the spirit stone, he planned to buy a fourth-level spirit fruit, but he couldn't find it in the market, even the fourth-level spirit plant and spirit beast meat.

"It seems that the more advanced cultivation materials can only be found in the city." As a last resort, Yan Jinzhou still went to buy the third-level ones. This time he didn't buy the spiritual fruit, but went to the spiritual grass shop and bought some second-level ones. He spent five thousand spirit stones on spirit grass, and he planned to refine medicine to assist his cultivation.

When he returned home, the first thing he did was to replant the second-level spiritual plant, and then refine the medicine.

He has already mastered the method of refining medicine, and now he can do it directly.

His own spiritual roots still lacked the metallic nature, so he refined metal-like elixir for himself, and Zhong Yanhao's was fire-like. After they successfully promoted to the third level of condensing gas, he would consider others.

At night, Yan Jinzhou brought a pill bottle to Zhong Yanhao, "This is the elixir I specially made for you. You should practice very quickly with it."

Zhong Yanhao's eyes flickered, and he used the elixir to cultivate, which he didn't even dare to think about before, "I will be promoted to the third level of Qi Condensation as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, did you forget that you almost went mad last time?" Speaking of this, Yan Jinzhou was a little anxious, for fear that Zhong Yanhao would ignore his body for the sake of cultivation.

Zhong Yanhao smiled slightly, "I know, I won't be reckless."

"Ah."

After a night of practice, both of them have improved a lot.

Yan Jinzhou has replenished his metallic aura, and now the five auras in his body are in the same state. He couldn't help sighing that the elixir is good, but five thousand spiritual herbs are only enough for them to practice once. , too feeble.

Zhong Yanhao's cultivation level has been raised to the late stage of the second level of Qi Condensation, and with a dozen or so elixir assistances, he will soon be promoted to the third level of Qi Condensation.

"Yan Hao, wait until I collect the next batch of spiritual plants, and then buy spiritual grass for cultivation, it's too soon."

"it is good."

Zhong Yanhao glanced at the storage bag, there are [-] spirit stones, and all the spirit stones at home are with him. He spends [-] a day, but only receives [-] in his account. Lingzhi is not collected every day, and he should really plan to spend it .

……

Yan Jinzhou was shopping in the town when he was bumped by a young monk.

The young monk was wearing a light-colored robe. He was in his twenties and had the temperament of a rich man. He quickly apologized to Yan Jinzhou, "I'm sorry, fellow daoist, I'm not in good spirits. I was sad just now, so I didn't notice it. I'm sorry." ,Feel sorry……"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Yan Jinzhou looked at the young monk, his face was really ugly, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Junqiang was very sad, "My father got a strange disease. For some reason, his cultivation level regressed, and he became weaker and weaker. I asked the pharmacist from Baiyaotang to show my father, and they said that my father was hopeless."

The Spirit of All Things suggested, "Zhouzhou, you have been studying pharmacists for two months, do you want to practice your hands and practice?"

Yan Jinzhou hesitated slightly, "Is it possible?"

The Spirit of Everything encouraged, "Try it, it won't do anything."

"Okay." Yan Jinzhou looked at Song Junqiang, "Fellow Daoist, I know a little about the pharmacology of pharmacists. If you don't mind, I can help your father take a look?"

Song Junqiang was overwhelmed with surprise, didn't say anything, and took Yan Jinzhou back to the house.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, Song Junqiang yelled loudly, "Get out of the way, everyone out of the way, I brought the pharmacist back, my father is saved."

Yan Jinzhou, "..."

The Song Mansion is a large family in the town, living in the east of the town. At this moment, the entire Song Mansion is shrouded in low air pressure, which is very depressing.

Song Junqiang's voice attracted the attention of everyone in the Song family. When Yan Jinzhou arrived at the courtyard where Song Zhen lived, the courtyard was crowded with people.

Yan Jinzhou glanced, everyone's expressions were different, and people from rich families were more thoughtful, but it was none of his business.

Mrs. Song blocked Song Junqiang's way, "He is not a pharmacist from Baiyaotang, where did you invite him?"

Only then did Song Junqiang notice that Yan Jinzhou didn't wear a pharmacist qualification badge, and he seemed unconfident when he spoke, "Big... on the street."

Mrs. Song looked Yan Jinzhou up and down, and then said sternly, "Just find someone to treat your father, do you want to kill him?"

Song Junqiang knew he was wrong and dared not refute.

Yan Jinzhou is not a tolerant character, "Fellow Daoist, didn't you say that the pharmacist at Baiyaotang said your father was hopeless?"

Everyone, "..."

yes!Song Junqiang straightened his back, "Mother, my father's life is hanging by a thread. It doesn't matter where the pharmacist came from. The important thing is to cure my illness!"

Mrs. Song still blocked the way, looking at Yan Jinzhou with distrust, "Can you cure my master's illness?"

Yan Jinzhou definitely didn't dare to make a promise, "Is this lady trying to make things difficult for others? I saw that I didn't see the patient, and you asked me if I could cure it. What do you think I should say?"

Mrs. Song, "..." The words are so reasonable that there is no way to refute them!

"But you don't have the qualifications to be a pharmacist, so why should we trust you?" Song Junqiang's cousin Song Junwen came out of the crowd and said.

Yan Jinzhou looked at Song Junwen. This person's eyes were not right, he was not a good person, "Then how do you prove it?"

Song Junwen was at a loss for words.

Song Junqiang said to Mrs. Song, "Mother, let the pharmacist try it, what if he can cure father's illness?"

Mrs. Song didn't believe in Yan Jinzhou at all. He was so young, he didn't have much experience, he didn't have the qualifications of a pharmacist. What should I do if I was healed by this unknown pharmacist and hastened my death?"

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