The Modern Cultivation Daily of an Alchemist

Reading and writing are two different things.

Effort is important, but recklessness without direction will only get twice the result with half the effort. This is true for writing books, and even more so for spiritual practice.

He Qing has seen many monks, because they have embarked on a path of cultivation that is not suitable for them, and it is difficult to improve their cultivation, but they are unwilling and afraid to try other cultivation methods.

The same is true for Fu Anran. Although he works hard to update, he has never realized that his poor grades in essays are only due to poor writing. What he needs to improve is not hard work and updating, but learning.

Not wanting to be polluted by Fu Anran's writing, He Qing quit the writer's background and began to browse other books on the website.

Seeing a book called "Xian Journey" hanging on the homepage of the website, and the title of the book seemed to be a book of Xianxia, ​​He Qing curiously entered.

This book tells the story of a young man in the mountains who got immortality by chance, joined a great sect of immortals, devoted himself to Taoism, but was forced to get involved in a conspiracy, unable to protect himself but still abide by the righteous way, eliminate evil and promote good. story.

The author's writing is profound and the description is very good. Whether it is the magnificent scene or the description of the details, it is very vivid. The plot of the story is also interlocking, and the climaxes are repeated, which makes He Qing very fascinated.

The only downside...

Probably the author's misunderstanding of the world of cultivating immortals...

In particular, the name of this world of cultivating immortals is also called Qingxiaojie, which is exactly the same as the name of Heqing's original world, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Not all of us cultivators need to be pure-hearted and ascetic... Except for the ascetic monks among Buddhist practitioners, most practitioners pay attention to carpe bliss in time, okay?

Also, the author, why do you have the idea that the higher the female cultivation base, the lower the fertility?

Practitioners absorb the aura of heaven and earth, wash their marrow and cut their bones, their physique is many times stronger than that of ordinary people, and they are naturally stronger in all aspects.

The reason why female cultivators don't have children is because they don't want to...

Female cultivators have a much longer life expectancy than mortal women. They are powerful and don't need to have children to gain the family's approval. Having children is actually a burden.

Therefore, unless they really love each other, they don't easily form a Taoist couple with others, and even if they become a Taoist couple, they may not necessarily have children.

And once they decide to have children, pregnancy, pregnancy, and childbirth are all things that will come naturally, and there is no need for troublesome twists and turns as mentioned in the article.

If the writing style of this article was a little bit worse, and the plot was a little bit more boring, He Qing would have given up on the article because of these cognitions that made him feel extremely absurd.

However, the author's strength is extraordinary, even though it was a thorn in his throat, He Qing couldn't help but read the latest chapter in one breath.

"Why is it gone?" He Qing still had some thoughts.

The book reviews below are full of reminders, and there are some comments mixed in, with a bit of a weird style, such as:

"It's so well written, Lao Gong proposes!"

"I love you, Lao Gong, Lao Gong, just like a mouse loves rice!"

The author's pen name is Gongshangjiao Zhengyu. Most book fans call him Wuyinda, but some readers stubbornly call him Laogong.

According to Fu Anran's memory, "husband" in this world means husband, and "old palace" and "husband" are homophonic. Could it be that the readers in these book reviews regard the author as their husband?

But these readers should be girls who have not yet married, right?Wouldn't it make her future husband angry to call a person who may not necessarily become her husband "husband" before she is married?

If you're already married...then it's even more wrong to take another man as your husband behind your back, right?

Although he was very puzzled by this, He Qing did not delve into it.

Added this book to the bookshelf according to the prompt of the website, and also added the function of sending SMS reminders once it is updated.

He Qing, who was still not satisfied, found a few more books on the website to read, but after reading "The Immortal Journey", reading other books always felt so unpleasant, even after reading several similar themes, He Qing had no choice but to give up. The idea of ​​continuing to look for books.

It was getting late, and He Qing, who was already a mortal body, did not dare to practice immortality all night long like in the past. After washing up, He Qing turned off the light and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, He Qing woke up in the glaring sunlight.

It was late spring, and the weather was hot and dry. Although it was only seven o'clock in the morning, the room that was not very ventilated was already a bit stuffy.

He Qing tidied up quickly, took her wallet and mobile phone and went out.

He wanted to go to the mountains next to the town to look for possible natural treasures.

Although I know that Tiancaidibao is not so good, I still have to try it.

The small town always wakes up earlier in the morning. There is still a layer of morning mist in the air, but the various breakfast shops have been open for a long time, and even the spontaneously formed vegetable market next to the rental house has been closed Take shape.

The tempting smell of meat buns came from the breakfast shop next door, and He Qing, who was empty, couldn't help touching his stomach.

He hadn't eaten after waking up, and the instant noodles from last night had already been consumed. At this time, he was unbearably hungry, and the smell of this fragrance was naturally irresistible.

I'm just a mortal now.He Qing secretly thought.A mortal body naturally needs something to eat to fill his stomach.

Convincing himself in this way, He Qing took out the little money left in his wallet, bought two big meat buns, and ate them while rushing to the mountains.

I hope that this trip to the mountains will yield something.If it is not possible to fast in a short time, three meals a day are essential, and Fu Anran doesn't have much instant noodles and money left, so he has to find ways to earn money, which will delay his practice even more.

He Qing couldn't help sighing that he was a genius alchemist in his previous life, and he could rely on alchemy to fill his wallet even when his rank was not high. Later, when he became a ninth-rank alchemist, it was even more difficult to find a pill, and the spirit stones in the storage ring piled up into mountains. But I still have to worry about the yellow and white things. It's really a turn of events.

Arriving at the entrance of the mountain, He Qing was surprised to find that there were quite a few people here.

There are men, women, old and young, people who go up the mountain and come down the mountain. There are even many peddlers selling melon and fruit drinks at the foot of the mountain.

Doesn't it mean that people in this world rarely need to go to the mountains to cut firewood or hunt?

So what do these people do when they go up the mountain?

With doubts in his heart, He Qing went up the mountain, but found that there were also many people in the mountain.

He Qing was about to cry. With so many people, even if they had natural talents and earthly treasures, they would have been discovered long ago, right?

Didn't it mean that this town is very remote?Why are there so many people on the mountain?

Poor Taoist Crane doesn't know that tourism has been booming recently.This small town is also blown into a paradise and a resort on earth because it is far away from the city.

In particular, this mountain range with a ginseng planting base is considered to be a good place for exercising and exercising.

Many people come here to climb the mountain, and the local elderly basically choose to exercise here early, so this mountain forest, which should be inaccessible, has become one of the most lively places in the town.

Although he didn't understand why the people here like to run into the mountains, He Qing avoided the crowd and went deep into the mountains.

As we go further and further away, fewer and fewer people climb the mountain.

At first there were still some warning signs, but later even the warning signs were invisible.

As he walked farther and farther, He Qing's pace became faster and faster.

Although he has lost his cultivation, he can still use some magical abilities that do not require real energy to maintain.There is much more aura in this mountain forest than outside, and the use of steps is more skillful.

Suddenly, He Qing's face lit up with joy.

He sensed the gathering of aura in front of him, and it was very likely that there was a treasure of heaven and earth!

He Qing, who was ecstatic in his heart, stepped a little faster.

When the vast and numerous rectangular covers appeared in front of his eyes, He Qing's eyes widened.

So many spirit-gathering grasses!

There are so many spirit-gathering grasses growing here, even without the spirit-gathering array, the effect of gathering spirits is astonishing, no wonder there is so much spiritual energy here.

He Qing's eyes lit up, if all these spirit-gathering herbs were used to form a spirit-gathering array, how many spirit plants could be matured, and how many pills could be refined?

Excited, He Qing hurried forward to pick these spirit-gathering grasses, but suddenly found something strange.

Strange, the size of these spirit-gathering grasses seems to be a hundred years old, why do they only have the spirit-gathering ability of ten-year seedlings?

It stands to reason that with so many spirit-gathering grasses, the spiritual energy should have condensed and turned into water, but the spiritual energy here is just a little bit thicker.

He Qing, who calmed down, vaguely realized that things didn't seem to be that simple.

He continued to move forward, and found that inside these huge rectangular covers that looked like enchantments, there were actually people in white clothes coming and going, and these covers and some bright places were also pasted with bright red letters ——"Guiling Mountain Ginseng Breeding Base".

Ginseng?

He Qing suddenly realized that the name of Juling Grass in this world is ginseng!

Things are not going well now.

Ginseng is a precious medicinal material in this world!If these are wild, that's all, but they are still artificially planted. Taking them without permission is theft, and it is a despicable act.

But if you buy...

Thinking about the clinking wallet, He Qing couldn't help feeling dizzy.

Moreover, according to Fu Anran's memory, the ginseng sold in the market is the rhizome of Juling grass, which is a shriveled dead thing, but what he wants is a fresh plant that can form a Juling formation. If you go to a drugstore to buy it, you should also buy it Not getting what he wants?

After pondering for a while, He Qing took out the wallet and carefully counted the amount of money in it.

380 nine yuan plus three coins.

This money... should be enough to buy a ginseng seedling, right?

After all, these are only artificially cultivated ginseng, so the price shouldn't be that expensive, right?

With the thought of giving it a try, He Qing walked towards the gate of the ginseng breeding base.

Before approaching, He Qing was stopped by two fierce men armed with live ammunition: "This is a private plantation, no entry is allowed!"

He Qing quickly explained: "I'm not here to visit, I want to buy a ginseng seedling."