Mountains and giant beasts, cabins in the woods

The next two days were for work at the newspaper office. The already stable production line also needed maintenance and improvements.

On the third day, Liu Xingmo got up early in the morning, came to the hall, and practiced his cultivation as usual.

First, practice the "Xuanwu Hard and Soft Transformation".

The first stage of this powerful secret technique has been mastered, significantly increasing the body's rigidity and flexibility. With further practical training, it will be fully mastered.

Then, using the large, dark blue scorpion as a target, he cast several weakening spells.

This blood magic can now be calculated in real-time and cast freely. The casting time has also been further reduced to within ten seconds. As for casting without casting, that still needs further practice.

Next, he began to cultivate the "Dragon Transformation Technique".

With the help of the Mountain Goddess's cultivation insights, progress in this ancestral technique is rapid. Currently, the foundation is being solidified.

Having completed the Blood Path training, the next step is the Wood Path.

After drinking a cup of tea, sit cross-legged, close your eyes, concentrate, and circulate your Qi.

The "Ancestral Tree Secret" emphasizes responding to all changes with constancy, transforming the body and mind into an ancient tree, bursting forth with inexhaustible vitality.

Overall, it's no different from the Blood Path. Once you reach level three or higher, you can transform into a plant and take root in the soil.

It sounds absurd.

In reality, this rare seedling form is extremely powerful; it can not only extend lifespan but also continuously produce spiritual herbs corresponding to its strength.

In short, they are very good at accumulating money. They can turn into flowers and plants and sleep for ten years, and when they turn back into human form, they will have a huge amount of wealth.

I've heard that all the masters and experts of the Wood Path have gathered in East Town, a vast and ancient forest with towering trees.

These days, the wood energy in Liu Xingmo's body has become more and more solid. With the help of Xuan-grade spiritual medicine, he has already advanced once and is not far from the third level of the first rank.

After a period of practice, the clear soul in meditation began to tremble slightly, and a small piece fell off and transformed into a soul imprint.

However, it is only a first-tier, first-level soul imprint, which has only just been formed. The second-tier one is still nowhere to be found.

Over-reliance on external aids leads to rapid cultivation but an unstable foundation. Furthermore, cultivating two paths simultaneously places extremely high demands on the soul.

Perhaps I should browse through the inner library and take some time to reflect.

Liu Xingmo finished his cultivation and began to take care of his contracted beast.

Push open the tall side door of the hall and enter the animal pen.

A dimly lit, vast space was piled high with soft, dry hay. Several iron-barred windows in the stone wall let in a faint white light.

"Gah gah gah!" Fuhei cheered, flying out of its nest in the corner and rushing to its master.

Liu Xingmo took out a piece of letter paper, stuffed it into the bamboo tube, and tied it to the bird's claw: "Go to the mine to deliver the letter."

Fuhei rubbed its long, sharp beak against its master's neck, then hopped away and flew out the gate.

The letter listed the equipment order, with a projected completion date of two or three days. Fuhei only needs to find the groundhog trainer guarding the burrow entrance to complete the mission.

"Shh..." Three rhinoceros beetles and a scorpion emerged from the grass.

There's another guy slacking off.

Liu Xingmo found the largest haystack: "Bao Hei, get up! We're going swimming in the river today."

The haystacks swayed, and the dry grass slid off, revealing the smooth, black tortoise shell.

The old turtle stretched its neck and looked at its owner with its long, pointed head.

"It's not going out of town to fish, it's going to the nearby March River."

Bao Hei remained silent for a while, then strode out on his four thick legs.

Liu Xingmo led the four insects away from the dimly lit fortress.

Walk into the bright sunshine and stroll among the flowers and plants of late spring.

The tall grass stems and broad leaves blocked the view in all directions, and all that could be seen was green grass.

The sound of flowing water came from somewhere, seemingly both far away and right in front of me.

"Whoosh—!" A strong wind swept across the foot of the mountain, pressing down the daisies and grasses.

The shimmering light flashes among the flowers and leaves; it is the water of the March River, flowing in the spring sunshine of April.

Baohei quickened his pace, using brute force to clear a path through the flowers and plants, and then jumped into the clear, cool water with a "plop".

The small fish, whose tail fins have just shed, swim in groups through the clear river water, their tail tips stirring up tiny ripples that reflect the sky and clouds overhead, turning the river surface into flowing, shimmering silver.

Behind the school of fish, a huge turtle stretched its neck and opened its mouth, stirring up turbid waves of mud and sand...

Liu Xingmo turned his head and looked to the other side.

Three rhinoceros beetles were nibbling on grass stems, while a scorpion was chasing a cricket.

Well, today is another peaceful day.

Liu Xingmo trampled down a few tall weeds, spread them out to form a green mat, and lay down on it to bask in the sun.

Seeing his contracted beast eating happily, he also plucked a blade of grass about the thickness of a finger, stuffed the tender white part into his mouth, and chewed it up with his teeth.

"Crunch, crunch..." The crisp sound, accompanied by the sweet grass juice, made me feel refreshed.

The sun pierced through the white clouds and rose a little higher.

"Caw caw!" A large, jet-black bird flapped its wings and descended from the sky.

Fuhei didn't stay by its owner's side, but joined its companions in catching insects and fish.

Time passed slowly, and the sun rose to the very center of the blue sky.

Liu Xingmo felt it was about time, so he called the contracted beast, who had eaten its fill, to go home.

Aiming at the towering chimney, one man, four insects, a turtle, and a bird set off for Mushroom Fortress.

Next, Liu Xingmo went to Liu Sanniang's house to take care of the contracted seedling, Zhenmang.

After dealing with these trivial matters, I had lunch and a break before getting back to work for the day.

……

As night fell, the roar of the machines gradually subsided.

Liu Xingmo looked at today's harvest: 10 jars of medicine.

There shouldn't be any major problems with the production line. I estimate that once the pipes and valves are replaced, production can be increased again.

I had a quick dinner, but I still had work to do that night.

Liu Xingmo and Su Mali sat at the long table.

A candle was lit on the table, and 21 glass jars filled with medicine were lined up in a row. There were also small bamboo tube medicine bottles, filling a large basket.

Liu Xingmo grabbed a small medicine bottle, pulled out the stopper, filled it with medicine using a silver kettle with a pointed spout, then plugged it back in and sealed it with a layer of paste.

In this way, a standard blood potion for sale is completed.

The reason we didn't use better glassware was simply because glass was too expensive in this era.

Medicine bottles made from appropriately sized bamboo are better suited for high-volume, low-margin sales. These little gadgets are a specialty of many craft women.

Sumari was also receiving the medication.

Her slender, pale hands moved swiftly, stacking the filled medicine bottles into piles.

"Xingmo, how do you plan to sell the medicine?"

"That's easy, I've already planned it out. We'll sell the bulk of the profits ourselves, and distribute the smaller portions to the caravans to increase sales."

"Is this really okay? Do you have enough time?"

"It doesn't take me too much time. The shop is right here in our house; anyone who wants something can just come and buy it."

"Our shop is located in a very remote area; it's not a good location."

"Just listen to me, someone will definitely come. Do you remember Liu Yizhu, the number one genius of Black Dragon Village?"

"What's wrong with that man?"

"Once the drug is in mass production, I'll ask him to be our spokesperson."