"Baigu Dan..."

Chen Biexue looked at things that looked like pearls and had an attractive fragrance, and she felt a little lost in her eyes.

The spiritual millet, which is similar to the elixir, is as white as a dumpling, and is very crystal clear. The most important thing is that these dumplings are steaming, fragrant, and are mouth-watering.

"It seems to be good."

At this time, Qi Xiang's eyes shined, and then reached out to pick up one of the dumplings and observed them carefully. This dumpling was as white as the size of a dumpling, cute and a bit elastic.

It does look like a pill, but it is transformed from spiritual millet.

Think about it, before the spiritual millet was refined, it was just the size of sesame seeds. However, after the refining, it suddenly expanded many times and undergoes qualitative changes.

Sure enough, the immortal species are really amazing.

While sighing, Qi Xiang did not hesitate at all. She stuffed the spiritual millet into her mouth and bit it gently.

"Tsk..."

In an instant, an indescribable taste melted in Qi Xiang's mouth, making him unable to help but feel intoxicated.

Lingshu not only tastes wonderful, but more importantly, when Lingshu enters the stomach, it immediately turns into a warm heat flow, circling in the internal organs.

In an instant, Qi Xiang felt that the originally somewhat empty internal organs were filled with an instant.

Just a piece of spiritual millet makes him feel full. Moreover, it is not about eating too much or eating fullness, but about drinking a bowl of smooth meat porridge on a hungry and cold night.

Not only is the stomach satisfied, but it is also a supreme enjoyment in spirit, creating an extremely pleasant mood.

"How does it feel?"

Qi Xiang suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Chen Biexue.

While he was tasting, Chen Biexue also took a piece of spiritual millet and ate it, as if he was aftertaste.

Chen Biexue was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke, "Do you know how to cultivate these spiritual millet?"

“Huh?”

When Qi Xiang heard this, she immediately looked at Chen Biexue up and down, with a hint of mocking look in her eyes: "Your heart is so big. A grain of spiritual millet is equivalent to a pill. You have at least a few thousand pills in your hand. But you are not satisfied, and you have greater ambitions..."

"Don't you?"

Chen Biexue was not surprised by his favor and disgrace, and his face remained unchanged: "You knocked half of the spiritual millet away from my hands. Don't you have the same thoughts?"

"I really don't."

Qi Xiang shook her head and sighed: "Because it is really not something we can covet."

"Why?"

Chen Biexue asked: "Although spiritual water is hard to find, there are traces, and it's just that I'm just spending more time looking for it. As for the spiritual field, it should be a relatively special soil, right? I haven't seen the soil containing spiritual energy..."

"I know that your family has a great career and is knowledgeable, so you don't need to show off."

Qi Xiang continued to shake her head: "However, cultivating spiritual millet is a hundred times more difficult than you think."

"What you mean is. Do you really know how to cultivate it?"

Chen Biexue was a little unyielding: "Tell me, how much does this cultivation method cost? I'll buy it!"

A rich man is a rich man, and he is not short of money.

Qi Xiang rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Everyone said it is not a problem of money. If money can solve the problem, would I be short of money?"

Chen Beishue was speechless and admitted that Qi Xiang’s words were justified. As his alchemist, if he deliberately wanted to make money, he might be able to make hundreds of millions of wealth in a short period of time.

To a certain extent, money is meaningless to powerful monks.

They have hundreds of ways to live a luxurious life.

But.So what?

On the road of cultivation, all glory and wealth are passing by. On this road full of thorns and flowers, only the losers will get married and have children, and complete the responsibility of inheriting the family line.

The Chen family is a good example. Chen Biexue's elder brother honestly inherited the family business. Then, the Chen family devoted all their efforts to cultivate Chen Biexue... By the way, there are also the Chen family's grandson.

It is enough for a wealthy family to focus on cultivating a few monks.

Too much is too late, and resources are difficult to allocate if there are too many people.

Therefore, there are many disciples among the sects. On the surface, the disciples are very close and harmonious, but there is no secret of any dirty, conflict, intrigue or intrigue in private.

Chen Biexue firmly believed that Moling Villa would sooner or later embark on the road of large sects and great power, so if you want a method of cultivating spiritual millet, isn’t it just a long-term solution for your family?

"Forget it, I'll tell you the truth, so that you won't feel that I'm narrow-minded..."

As Qi Xiang said, she naturally reached into the alchemy furnace.

Bang!

Chen Biexue reached out and emphasized: "These are mine..."

"mean!"

Qi Xiang stopped in disappointment: "You are not asking for help."

Chen Biexue ignored it and found an empty gourd in the alchemy room. He carefully put away dozens of spiritual millet in the furnace and kept it in person.

"Actually, this Lingshu Transformation Pill should be eaten while it is hot, and the effect will be better."

Qi Xiang said true and falsely: "So, people usually use small furnaces to refine them. Three or five pellets at one time will be enough for one person to deal with them for three or five days. Like me, using a large furnace to refine alchemy is the rhythm of a large sect and eating a big pot."

"So, after you go back, you can refine spiritual millet for your nephew to eat and use a small furnace to raise the fire."

Qi Xiang reminded: "He is only two years old and has a small appetite. A pill is enough for him to last for two or three days."

"knew."

Chen Biexue nodded and asked again: "What is the method of cultivating spiritual millet?"

"You really... you won't give up until the Yellow River."

Qi Xiang curled her lips and said frankly: "Then I'll tell the truth. As far as I know, if you want to cultivate spiritual millet, the spiritual water and spiritual field is just the most basic condition."

"However, it takes at least two or three years to go through the process of germination and maturity and harvesting of spiritual millet."

Qi Xiang talked in a casual manner: "During this period, the people raised must stay away from the spiritual fields, water them from time to time, turn over the fields, and pick weeds..."

"Then what?"

Chen Biexue's expression was as usual. In his opinion, although the conditions mentioned by Qi Xiang were relatively hard, they were within his imagination. After all, how could things like Lingshu be easily harvested?

There is no good thing in the world that can be obtained without effort.

Only with hard work can you gain enough. This is a fairy and authentic thing.

It takes two or three years to harvest the spiritual millet once. Although this time is long, it is really worth it compared to the treasures of heaven and earth that only bloom and bear fruit for hundreds or thousands of years.

The most important thing is that if the treasures of heaven and earth are often harvested once, they may be extinct. However, spiritual millet can be planted and harvested repeatedly, which is of great significance.

As long as it is cultivated successfully once, it will be a continuous golden road.

So, even if Chen Biexue knew it, this matter would definitely not be successful easily, and he couldn't help asking clearly.

"Hey, then, the most critical condition is here."

Qi Xiang's expression was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "The reason why Lingshu is Lingshu? How can a treasure that can be equal to the elixir can easily grow with ears? Therefore, there is a key link in the process of Lingshu's growth."

"If this link is successful, the spiritual millet will bear ears. Otherwise, the spiritual millet will always be in the state of plants and it will be impossible for the spiritual millet to bear ears and grains..."

Qi Xiang turned her head and her eyes were calm: "Millet Black Pearl, this is a thing that goes against the sky. What kind of situation do you think will usually happen if you act against the sky?"

"Well?"

Chen Biexue was stunned at first, and then seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly changed: "...thunder tribulation?"

"clever!"

Qi Xiang snapped her fingers and said bluntly: "It's the thunder tribulation. When the spiritual millet sprouts and grows, it needs to be baptized by the thunder tribulation."

"Under the bombardment of heavenly thunder, the spiritual millet grows into plants that will never wither and die. Under the crisis of death, it will transform vitality and vitality. Survive in death and put it to death before it can live, and then have the chance to bear ears."

Qi Xiang sighed and said, "This is a mutation and an opportunity for Lingshu to be extraordinary. Only after passing this level can Lingshu reach the stage of maturity and harvest."

"The question is, can you manipulate this thunder power?"

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "I admit that you may have the ability to call the wind and rain and make waves. But controlling thunder and lightning, promoting clouds and rain, is the magical power of an immortal. Can you do it?"

Chen Biexue's mouth twitched. If he could do it, he would be an immortal.

"So, I said, let you give up."

Qi Xiang comforted her hypocritically: "Actually, you don't have to be discouraged. After all, as long as the spiritual millet is preserved properly, it will not rot in a few hundred years. As for you, collect some spiritual millet as seeds. Maybe in a few hundred years, you will become an immortal. It is not impossible to farm again..."

"Hundreds of years..."

Chen Biexue had murderous aura in his eyes. He would only become an immortal in hundreds of years. Is he cursing him?

Who knows that if you don’t succeed in building a foundation within a hundred years, unless you have a great opportunity and a great adventure against the will of heaven, otherwise the path of immortality will be basically hopeless.

But on the other hand, as long as the foundation is successfully built, it is equivalent to stepping on the edge of the immortal gate without a hundred years. As long as there is enough accumulation, you can knock on the gate of heaven at any time and break the death gate.

Once the entrance to life and death is broken, the inner elixir is condensed, and it is an immortal... an earth immortal!

The land gods are also immortals.

Anyway, Chen Biexue’s life plan for himself is to become a local immortal within a hundred years. This is not a delusion, but the result of the accumulation of generations of the Chen family and the accumulation of strength...

Not only will he become an immortal, but his nephew will also become an immortal, and the Chen family will also benefit greatly.

If one person attains enlightenment, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven will definitely be realized.

Chen Biexue firmly believed this, and his cold eyes eased down and said, "Thank you for your advice, I will..."

"boom!"

Before Chen Biexue could finish his words, he suddenly broke through the soundproof room and reached the ears of the two of them.

In an instant, the earth shook, and even the two people in the underground cave clearly felt a strong fluctuation swinging in outside.

"What happened?"
Chapter completed!