The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

The so-called roujiamo is actually a steamed bun that is broken in half and filled with a little bit of meat sauce and pickles.

Xiao Han also prepared fasting pills, but when she could avoid taking them, she still didn't want to take them.

The Bigu Pill is actually made by extracting the essence of spiritual rice and adding some medicinal herbs.

Three pounds of the lowest-grade spiritual rice, refined into a fasting pill, can sustain a Qigong cultivator's satiety and provide the energy they need for three days. Even the cheapest fasting pill costs fifty spiritual beads.

Xiao Han did the math and found that with sixty spirit beads, she could buy six kilograms of the cheapest spirit rice, which was enough for her to eat for at least six or seven days.

If you buy the cheapest spiritual steamed buns, you can buy twelve, one per meal, which will only last you a little over three days. This is because the spiritual rice production here is much higher than spiritual wheat. Therefore, the raw materials for the fasting pills are all derived from spiritual rice, so the price is naturally higher than eating spiritual rice.

When Xiao Han worked as a temporary worker and wrote storybooks, he also bought fasting pills to save time.

To be honest, I do feel full after eating, but if I don’t eat for a day, even though I don’t feel hungry, I always feel like I have missed something important. That feeling always reminds me that I haven’t eaten yet.

Then she took the fasting pill which was supposed to last for three days. She persisted for two days, but on the third day she couldn't help but get some food.

In fact, because she wasn't really hungry, she didn't eat much, and then miraculously, she stopped thinking about eating. It wasn't until that evening that she started to want to eat again.

Because of this experience, she prepared five fasting pills for her long journey this time, but also bought some steamed buns and made a simple version of roujiamo to take with her.

Eating this way is simple and not more expensive than taking Bigu Pills. When you can eat steamed buns, eat steamed buns. If you don’t have time, take Bigu Pills.

However, when she saw that the monks in the caravan were taking out meals packed in lunch boxes, she still felt a little regretful.

If she had known that everyone was eating like this, she could have cooked some food and put it in the lunch box to improve the taste. However, she immediately thought of her own shabby food and felt fortunate that she didn't cook.

After all, her meals consisted of spiritual rice with the least spiritual energy, and her dishes were mainly pickles and greens. Meanwhile, the others in the caravan were eating high-quality spiritual rice with a rich rice aroma and dishes mainly consisting of monster meat.

The meat sauce in the roujiamo she ate was just some leftover scraps from the butcher shop that she bought for a spirit stone. She chopped it into small pieces and added some noodle sauce to make it herself.

She was just trying to get a little meat flavor. If she had eaten rice with pickles, vegetables, and a little meat sauce, these people would definitely laugh at her for being so shabby.

There's no way around it. As a poor person, she sometimes has a ridiculous sense of self-esteem.

After eating the steamed buns, she used the Spring Breeze and Rain technique to collect a bowl of spiritual water and drank it. Then she immediately began to meditate to restore her spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here was naturally not as rich as the spiritual energy in the cultivator cave she rented, but it was slightly richer than the spiritual energy in the mortal gathering place in Fuyuan City.

Xiao Han now knew that the so-called Immortal Mountain was actually a collective term for the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It was said that within this vast mountain range, the deeper one went, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy. However, the spiritual energy wasn't evenly distributed within each range, or even within each mountain, with some areas being denser and some being thinner.

But overall, the spiritual energy becomes denser the further inward you go.

After finishing their meal, the rest of the caravan also began to meditate. Even Yan Zhe, who had already reached the seventh level of Qi training, meditated to recover even though the journey hadn't consumed much of his spiritual energy.

When traveling outside, no one can guarantee the absence of danger, nor can one always escape safely. Abundant spiritual energy is the guarantee of survival.

It was like that time when they were surrounded by wolves and only managed to fight their way out after expending a great deal of spiritual energy and talismans. But if they wanted to escape, apart from the blessing of the lightness talisman, without the spiritual energy infusing their legs, they would not be able to outrun the pursuing demonic wolves.

Of course, everyone who meditates will pay part of their attention to the movements around them.

An hour later, Yan Zhe stood up, and the others also hurriedly stopped meditating. Then everyone packed up their cushions, locked the door of the wooden house again, and started on their way again.

At 2:15 pm, which was around 5:30 pm, they arrived at their next destination.

Because we need to sleep and rest at night, the resting place is a cave covered by a thick stone door.

Yan Zhe used his spiritual power in his arms, moved the stone door open, and walked into the cave.

Then he took out a huge night pearl and placed it on a stone pillar. The dim cave suddenly became much brighter. It was a cave about two or three meters high and at least seventy or eighty square meters in size.

The things that the monks in Fuyuan City use for lighting at night are basically special candles mixed with monster oil. They are both cheap and bright. Xiao Han still has two of them in his storage bag.

But it is said that the lighting tool used by high-level monks is a mineral that looks like a night pearl, called sun stone. When placed indoors, the room will be as bright and sunny as broad daylight.

However, this type of sunstone doesn't shine brightly for long. As the spiritual energy within it slowly dissipates, the light gradually fades. Because sunstones are rare, they're naturally expensive. Therefore, only cultivators at or above the Foundation Establishment stage can afford them.

Chen Yuqi moved the stone slab over to cover the entrance of the cave. This time, everyone took out tables, chairs and benches from their storage bags.

Xiao Han was a little stunned and stood there motionless. When she saw everyone putting the food on the table, she finally understood. It turned out that since there was no rush to travel that night, no one was in a hurry to finish eating either. They were preparing to have a comfortable dinner.

Fortunately, she had put the set of tables and chairs for writing manuscripts into the storage bag, and she took them out now, so it didn't look out of place.

However, it still feels a bit strange to sit at a high table and a low bench and eat a steamed bun seriously.

Forget it, she should not take out the tables and chairs next time.

After dinner, they sat and chatted about business matters, not avoiding Xiao Han. Obviously, they were not worried that Xiao Han would know some of the ins and outs here.

During the night watch, Yan Zhe, perhaps worried about Xiao Han's low level of cultivation, had not arranged for him to be included in the shift. The four of them would each be on guard for an hour and a half, starting at the beginning of the Xu hour and ending at the beginning of the Chen hour the following day.

The night watchman meditated to recover his spiritual energy, focusing some of his attention on the outside world. The others each took out a mat and blanket, then activated a small formation disk.

A light shield with defensive and warning functions, like a small white tent, enveloped the person completely, which opened the eyes of Xiao Han, a country bumpkin who had never come into contact with an array.

She no longer dared to complain in her heart that the outdoor lighting in modern society was much better than the night pearls they used.

After all, many of the methods used in the world of cultivating immortals are far beyond the reach of modern high technology.