Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 11 How about becoming an immortal?

Chen Jing patted his face and regained consciousness.

At this time, I felt more deeply the power of hybrid books. Just by planting and planting, I can grow gold all over the ground.

However, before that, it is necessary to test how much condensation can be extracted from a pool of spiritual duckweed. If the conversion ratio is very low, then all the joy will be in vain.

"replace!"

As before, you can spend spiritual energy to replace ordinary spiritual duckweed with the hybrid version of Yue Ning duckweed.

The pool was only the size of a basketball court. We started working at dusk and completed the entire replacement by late at night.

After replacement, harvest immediately.

This is not like Niujin Peiyuan Rice, which requires waiting for it to mature and can be picked directly after the duckweed is replaced, which is very worry-free.

"This matter is serious and should not be made public, but it is okay to tell father and see how he arranges this piece of Yue Ning duckweed... Then we can say that the duckweed mutated because of Xiao Man. Well, as a spirit, it is reasonable for him to have some ability to catalyze spiritual plants."

Xiaoman, who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, suddenly sneezed, pulled the collar of his shirt next to him to wipe his nose, and then continued to sleep soundly.

Chen Jing put the little guy in his pocket, glanced at the dim sky, and decided to wait until it was completely light before discussing it with his father... Forget it, there's no point in waiting. It's such a big thing and I still want to sleep. That won't work!
Overturn the decision.

Chen Jing immediately went to his old father's door and knocked on it. His mother, Liu, had returned to the city two days ago to take care of household chores, so there was no need to worry about disturbing others.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Chen Ding pushed open the door, looking confused.

"Shh, follow me!"

Then Chen Jing pulled him to the small pond.

"Dad, sometimes I really envy you. I envy your luck for giving birth to such an outstanding son like me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about in the middle of the night, you idiot boy? Tell me what's going on, it's rare for your father to get a good night's sleep."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep every day. Dad, how can you sleep well at your age..."

Seeing his old father picking up a branch as thick as his arm, Chen Jing immediately straightened his face and changed his words: "Hey, you are anxious again, Dad, take a closer look, what is in my hand?"

"Hmm?" Chen Ding looked down, a clear light flashed in his eyes, and then a puzzled look appeared, "This duckweed is actually a spiritual plant? Where did it come from?"

"It's this pond, Dad. Look at it again. Does it feel familiar?"

"Oh?"

Chen Ding snatched the duckweed away, and the more he looked at it, the more astonished he became. "Impossible, how could it be the power of the moon? There are millions of spiritual powers in the world, and the moon power is the most suitable for cultivation. There are not many spiritual plants that can naturally store the moon power. How can a mere duckweed store the moon power like the Moon Condensation Tree?"

Chen Jing said: "I am also surprised. Since Xiaoman settled down here, these duckweeds have undergone some subtle changes."

"Xiao Man? Yes, that's not surprising." Chen Ding suddenly realized and quickly accepted the answer, saying, "As expected of a spirit born and raised by nature, any recognition from a spirit is of great help. Jing'er, well done!"

"It's all thanks to Xiaoman. Dad, go and try to see if you can extract the condensate." Chen Jing said.

"Yes!"

Chen Ding didn't even bother to sleep and told his friends not to tell anyone else about what happened here.

Then he threw him a bottle of Ninghua Dan and hurried away with all the Yue Ningpings.

Chen Jing suddenly felt something moving in his pocket, and then he found that Xiaoman had poked out his little head. When he saw that he had discovered him, he gestured quickly.

After spending a long time with the little guy, you can also hear some meaning from his babbling.

"You seemed to hear someone praising you, and you woke up from your dream?"

"ah!"

Xiaoman's big eyes were full of seriousness.

"That's right, I'm the one praising you." Chen Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just said that it was all Xiaoman's credit, but this sleeping king actually triggered the keyword and woke up.

I've never heard of a monster that loves to be praised so much. "Yeah." Xiaoman confirmed that he was praised, and he puffed out his chest with pride, then put his little head back into his pocket with satisfaction and continued to sleep.

Chen Jing sat cross-legged on the spot, looking at the morning glow that was gradually turning red in the sky.

The little guy can sleep anytime and anywhere, but it’s not easy for him to go back to sleep. That’s what staying up late is like. He can stay up all night and skip the sleeping part.

While waiting for news from dad, you might as well improve your cultivation.

Chen Jing seldom practices cultivation.

It’s not that I don’t try, but it’s useless to try.

There are nine spiritual orifices in the Tongqiao stage, and the first three orifices correspond to the lower, middle and upper dantian.

The first spiritual orifice is located in the lower dantian, which is the place where essence is stored.

After cultivation, the cultivator will be energetic, have sharp eyes and ears, a strong physique, and all indicators of spiritual power will be greatly improved.

These are all secondary; the main thing lies in the spiritual practice mode.

According to Chen Jing's understanding, the spiritual orifice is equivalent to the engine in his previous life, which can convert other forms of energy into mechanical energy.

The spiritual orifice is to transform other miscellaneous spiritual powers into spiritual power that belongs only to oneself.

The engine also has a certain model. For example, a diesel engine burns diesel and converts it into mechanical energy, but it cannot boil water.

The same is true for the spiritual orifice. The model of the lower dantian spiritual orifice is "eating". It can transform the spiritual power contained in various natural treasures eaten into exclusive spiritual power suitable for itself.

The cultivators in this world call it refining essence into qi, which is concise and appropriate. It is just a test of one's culture and understanding.

So there is no point in practicing hard.

It’s all in vain if you don’t eat well.

"Peiyuan rice is just plain food, while Ninghua Dan is 'meat, eggs and milk'. Without meat, eggs and milk, how can you grow tall and strong just by eating rice and exercising?"

He poured out a Ninghua Pill, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Chen Jing silently recited the mental method.

It was only after he came into contact with the practice of cultivating immortals that he discovered that there was no such thing as a technique, only a mental method, and its expression was closer to the visualization method.

After all, spiritual power is scattered throughout the body and moves by instinct, so there is no need for a so-called "energy route".

Only very metaphysical mantras and visualization diagrams can slightly influence spiritual power subjectively.

of course.

Chen Jing wasn't completely sure.

After all, I am just a frog in the well. Maybe I have some methods to cultivate immortality, but I am not even worthy of hearing about them?

"One day, I will walk out of An Ning Mansion and see how many wonderful things there are in this world of cultivation that I could only imagine in my previous life."

Traveling to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, the green snake in the sleeve is bold and bold...

He suddenly realized that his mentality had quietly changed.

My original biggest dream was to become a master in the provincial capital, but now I have realized that “the world is so big and I want to go see it”.

Well...we all have dreams anyway, so why not bigger ones?

How about becoming an immortal?

Chen Jing felt his spiritual power increasing slightly, looked at the rising sun, and a sense of yearning rose in his heart.

One day.

One day!
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