The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

In the middle of writing the manuscript, the anxious Qian Wanshan wanted to check the writing progress, so Xiao Han had to show him the first draft that had not been transcribed yet.

She wrote while thinking about the plot. In order to speed up, she not only wrote in simplified Chinese, but also in a cursive font that only she could recognize.

Poor Qian Wanshan looked at the manuscript as if it were a book written in heaven and couldn't understand it at all.

Xiao Han could only say that her brother couldn't write, and now these words were like secret codes that only she and her brother could understand, so she had to copy them and show them to outsiders.

Qian Wanshan had no choice but to urge Xiao Han to copy it out quickly, and also said that he could add some more spirit stones.

Xiao Han immediately asked happily how much more he could add. After learning that the maximum amount he could add was ten spirit stones, Xiao Han immediately stopped asking.

Forget it, let's just go at a normal pace. Compressing my training time, and staying up late to write for these few spirit stones, I'd better forget it.

Without cultivation, many things were impossible. Most importantly, she was too old to sacrifice her cultivation progress for a little immediate gain.

This kind of thing will happen again after a while. After a long time, she became a slave to the spirit stone and her cultivation was basically wasted.

After Xiao Han finished writing the storybook, her cleaning skills allowed her to wash clothes, pots and dishes without having to take a shower, but she had to do it in multiple sessions.

The Spring Breeze and Rain spell can condense half a pottery jar of spiritual water each time, and the Fireball spell can emit a pea-sized flame.

This was also due to her unwavering six hours of daily practice in the monk's cave, and she also applied the method of refining spiritual power that Granny Yuan taught her in the Entanglement Technique to other spells.

Originally, the total amount of spiritual power was not enough, but after using this method, the effect of the spell could be weakened exponentially, and then the very little spiritual power in her body could be used to complete the spell.

However, the result of doing this was that the cleaning technique that could originally clean half a house could only clean one piece of clothing at a time.

But no matter what, she has at least truly entered the ranks of monks, and all the trivial matters in life can be solved efficiently.

After copying and revising the last part of the novel, Xiao Han showed it to Grandma Yuan as agreed.

Grandma Yuan’s purple-red fruits will not be ripe for picking for another month, so the main target of prevention now becomes flying birds.

Ordinary birds were not so bad; they couldn't break through the silk net covering the orchard. However, the demon birds' sharp beaks could peck through the specially made silk nets, making holes. Or they could use their unique talent, Shentong, to break through the silk nets and fly in to eat the spiritual fruits.

The purple vermilion fruit is not an edible spiritual fruit; it tastes sour and astringent. However, for birds, it is the fruity fragrance of the fruit when it is about to ripen and the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual fruit itself that attracts them.

Because of the silk net covering the area, it blocked the birds while also limiting the monks' attacks on them.

Therefore, Granny Yuan could only order some gongs that made sharp noises and had some magical properties, and then hired two or three mortals to patrol the orchard. Mortals were unable to fight the monster birds at close range, so they could only strike the gongs immediately when they spotted a monster bird flying in the sky, scaring it away.

When Xiao Han arrived at Granny Yuan's orchard, he was startled and distressed by the piercing gong sound. It wasn't until he reached Granny Yuan's that he realized what was going on.

The patrolling mortals all wore special earplugs to protect themselves from the indiscriminate sound wave attacks of the gong.

As for Granny Yuan, her cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi training was not affected at all.

Granny Yuan was very happy to see Xiao Han deliver the manuscript of the last part of the storybook as promised. She casually took out two cooked eggs, stuffed them into Xiao Han's hands, and told her to do as she pleased while she immediately began to look through the manuscript.

It would take a while to finish reading the manuscript, so Xiao Han didn't waste any time. He walked into the kitchen as if he was familiar with the place, and then began to meditate and practice.

However, after meditating in the cultivator's cave, she felt that the spiritual energy here, which she had originally thought was very good, was now much worse than that of the cultivator's cave. In addition, she could not practice immersively, which made her feel that the progress of refining the spiritual energy was too slow.

In the spirit of "even a mosquito thigh is meat", she was not impatient.

Two hours later, Granny Yuan finally finished reading. Still unsatisfied, she asked Xiao Han if she could continue writing the story after Ye Tian ascended to the fairyland.

Xiao Han shook his head, indicating that he had no such plans for the time being.

After finally finishing the work, she had to stop writing for a while. She would rather pull weeds than write.

Of course, after she has been weeding for a few days, she will probably change her mood and be willing to continue writing.

Before leaving, Grandma Yuan gave her a large bundle of vegetables she had grown herself.

When Xiao Han saw the vegetables grown by Grandma Yuan in the orchard, he also thought about growing his own vegetables.

After all, the love of growing vegetables is ingrained in the Chinese people.

But after learning about the complexity of growing spiritual vegetables, she gave up the idea.

To grow spiritual vegetables, you first need a spiritual field with good soil. Managing it is also quite a hassle. Weeds grow quickly and vigorously, requiring frequent weeding. Furthermore, spiritual vegetables are particularly attractive to insects, requiring frequent catching.

In particular, in order to ensure the taste and spiritual concentration of the spiritual vegetables, it is necessary to use the spring breeze and rain technique to condense spiritual water for watering from time to time.

At that time, Xiao Han simply did not have the conditions.

Now, Xiao Han, who was able to condense some spiritual water, was tempted again. So after receiving a bundle of green vegetables, he asked Granny Yuan for some green vegetable seeds.

This vegetable is somewhat similar to the chicken feather vegetables Xiao Han used to eat in modern times, but it is more tender than the chicken feather vegetables and the taste is incomparable.

Carrying vegetables and a large stack of manuscripts, he went to Qian Wanshan's bookstore.

There were no readers surrounding the bookstore this time, mainly because Qian Wanshan solemnly promised them the publication date of the subsequent stories.

Seeing Xiao Han appear with the cloth bag, Qian Wanshan finally felt relieved. As soon as the customers left the store, he immediately closed the security door and checked the manuscript.

This time, he just took a quick look at the final ending and gave the remaining spirit stones to Xiao Han.

He gave them a total of thirty spirit stones. Besides the originally agreed upon reward of twenty spirit stones, he gave them an additional ten spirit stones as a reward for them completing a storybook with guaranteed quality and quantity within the contract period.

Of course, what Xiao Han understood was that this was a reward for completing the book.

Qian Wanshan also instructed Xiao Han to quickly come up with the plot for the second book and write an introduction of tens of thousands of words. He would then discuss signing the contract after he finished reading it.