Gou Zai Qingluo Cave Heaven Cultivation

Although Bing Xinping's output is not high now, only about 20 jin a day, it is just right for the production capacity of a small family workshop.

Zhou Changgeng decided to first produce a batch of successful fish food, package it as premium fish bait, and then go to the market to "fish for fishermen" and spread the word.

He wasn't afraid that good wine needs no bush.

Fishing is different from fishing. Like the fishermen, they also use nets to catch fish during the Qinglin River's bountiful season, but they only catch small miscellaneous fish, occasionally some semi-spirit fish, or low-level spirit fish.

The fish they catch are large, established fish from deep waters, even fierce and powerful first-grade or high-grade spirit fish.

Therefore, fishermen are either wealthy idlers with leisurely pursuits or immortals with profound cultivation. As long as the bait is truly effective and can be used to create a feeding ground, these people will spend spirit stones without even blinking an eye.

Zhou Baoqing had no objection to Zhou Changgeng's decision.

In fact, people have limited energy. Cultivating and making talismans took up most of his time. Naturally, he had to entrust all the trivial matters of production and sales to his family.

Besides, there's a small test tomorrow.

Upon hearing this, Chen became tense and stopped him from helping in the yard, urging him to go back to the house to rest and recharge for the exam.

Zhou Baoqing smiled and handed the cleansing talisman he had made during the day to his mother, instructing them to use it to clean themselves after finishing their work to save some effort, before returning to Zhishui Pavilion.

indoor.

Listening to the faint sounds of pounding and kneading medicine in the front yard, he held a copy of "Qingjin Array Manual" but found it difficult to calm his mind.

It wasn't that he was nervous before the exam; he didn't have pre-exam syndrome, the problem of needing to go to the toilet when he was nervous.

Instead, they thought that with the monthly income of spirit stones from Master Gan, and if the family's high-quality fish bait business could get on track, the Zhou family would soon be able to get rid of this difficult life of struggling to make ends meet.

I will have more spare money to explore the Azure Snail Cave, and even get a storage magic artifact. I will no longer have to be so stingy as I am now, having to carefully calculate every purchase.

If I achieve Foundation Establishment in the future, I will also rent a spiritual lake in Qinglin Bay and become a carefree immortal master.

I simply stopped reading books altogether.

Zhou Baoqing was confident about this assessment.

The pharmacology and array formations he was supposed to memorize were already second nature to him, and the runes he was supposed to draw were already well-practiced in the talisman-making workshop.

If he still can't pass the exam even with divine intervention, he might as well find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

Exams are not something you can cram for at the last minute; they require consistent preparation over time.

The chirping of insects outside the window, along with the faint fragrance from the front yard and the indistinct sound of pounding herbs, gradually made me feel sleepy.

Zhou Baoqing yawned, tossed the book onto the bedside table, and fell into a deep sleep.

Sleep well.

Get up, get dressed, and wash up.

With his eyes closed, Zhou Baoqing habitually sensed the Green Snail clone.

This little guy ate well, drank well, and was in a good mood, living a very comfortable life. Relying on the hardness of his shell and his amazing strength, he kicked old turtles and punched fierce fish, dominating a lush patch of spiritual grass, and was extremely happy.

He smiled knowingly and regained his composure.

We went to the dining room and had breakfast.

"Mother, I'm going to the clan school."

"Study hard on the exam, and do your best!"

After preparing fish food all night, Chen was surrounded by a faint, cool fragrance—the scent of Bing Xinping. It was clear that she was even more nervous than Zhou Baoqing.

Grandmother Li took out a good luck charm, a brocade pouch made of red silk and embroidered with gold thread, and hung it carefully around Zhou Baoqing's neck. She smiled and said, "It's alright if you didn't do well on the test. My grandson is so smart, he can try again next time."

Grandma, if I fail this exam, I'm going to have to pack up and leave!

Zhou Baoqing glanced at his family, his heart filled with warmth, and said cheerfully, "Don't worry, wait for my good news!"

The rising sun shone on the earth, bathing him in a golden light. Zhou Baoqing faced east, his feet firmly planted on the ground, exuding vigor and high spirits.

Like a blade of grass growing under a big tree, it suffers neither from the pain of rain nor the scorching sun, and under the protection of the tree, it quietly waits for the day when it blooms.

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Zhou Clan Academy.

Qingjin Hall.

As soon as Zhou Baoqing put down his book box, he noticed that Zhou Changping was clutching his stomach, looking like he was constipated.

"What's wrong? Did you eat something bad? Should we go to Doctor Xu's and ask for a qi-regulating pill?"

Doctor Xu was stationed at the clan school year-round, essentially acting as a school doctor in his previous life. He was most skilled at treating minor ailments such as sprains, bruises, and gastrointestinal discomfort.

Although his medical skills weren't particularly outstanding, he had extensive experience in dealing with students' sudden physical discomforts.

However, Zhou Baoqing carefully observed Zhou Changping's expression and saw that he was not sweating profusely or pale-faced, so it did not seem to be very serious.

Zhou Changping said with a bitter face, "Don't mention it, Brother Bao. This isn't a physical ailment, it's a mental one."

He slumped onto the table, utterly dejected. "The thought of the exam makes me want to go to the toilet. My stomach is churning, and I feel like I need to poop."

Zhou Baoqing couldn't help but find it amusing.

This chubby boy had never had pre-exam anxiety before, but at that time Zhou Changping had no expectations for the exam and was indifferent to it, so he naturally wouldn't be so nervous as to urinate frequently or urgently.

If it weren't for the fact that the chubby guy's father donated a piece of land to the clan school, this guy would have been the one who had to leave early.

It is evident that once people have hope in their hearts, they become anxious about gains and losses, and those with great perseverance and unwavering faith are ultimately a minority.

It's only natural that Zhou Changping is so nervous that his stomach hurts.

Zhou Baoqing thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Changping, do you think I'm nervous about the exam?"

Zhou Changping slowly raised his eyes and saw Zhou Baoqing with a calm and composed demeanor, a deep and imposing presence, clear eyes, without the slightest hint of unease, exuding an air of composure.

He immediately felt envious and said, "Brother Bao, don't think you're a human being; this composure is something I'd believe even if you were a thousand-year-old tortoise!"

Bah, what a terrible metaphor! This kid really doesn't know how to speak!

Zhou Baoqing slapped his arm in exasperation, "Stop talking nonsense! Let me tell you, I was so anxious at home this morning that I was shaking and my legs were cramping. The reason I'm not nervous at all now is because my grandfather told me a secret technique!"

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

"Yes!" Zhou Changping's eyes lit up.

"Now, close your eyes and repeat a mantra with me. After you finish, you will feel a refreshing energy flowing through your body. This refreshing energy will calm your mind and spirit, ensuring you pass."

Zhou Changping nodded repeatedly, closed his eyes, and recited each sentence Zhou Baoqing spoke.

"When the Way of Heaven is complete, the three and five are formed, and the sun and moon are together. Emerging from the deep and mysterious, entering the dark and obscure, the Qi spreads the Way, and the Qi communicates with the divine."

As soon as he finished reading, sure enough, a cool and refreshing breeze entered from between his eyebrows and instantly spread throughout his body. Zhou Changping felt refreshed and clear-headed. He even stopped having stomach pain and had no urge to go to the toilet.

He opened his eyes in surprise, "Brother Bao, I'm really not nervous anymore!"

"Do your best on the exam, don't embarrass your buddies!"

Zhou Baoqing patted Zhou Changping on the shoulder, shook off the ashes of the cleansing talisman he had just activated, and concealed his merit and fame.