Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Chapter 56 Linggu Mature
Ning Caichen was woken up by Mengya.

"What did my wife ask me to do in the middle of the night?" Ning Caichen said confusedly.

"You're lucky. You didn't expect the sun to be so hot during the day, and the temperature is so high that it would cause miasma at night." Meng Ya said happily.

"The miasma is poisonous, but fortunately there is a waterfall in front of it, otherwise it will be unlucky." Ning Caichen said.

"Get out quickly, the miasma is poisonous, but there is more spiritual energy in the miasma. Pick some detoxifying herbs, eat it and collect spiritual energy immediately." Meng Ya said anxiously.

Ning Caichen immediately became excited when she heard it.

Leave Shuilian Cave, put on your clothes, and take some detoxifying herbs immediately.

Walking to the top of the mountain, following the moonlight, I saw a lot of miasma in a place below, so I hurried over.

When I unfolded my spiritual consciousness, I saw a lot of spiritual energy, but I also saw a lot of brightly colored ideas, which were poisonous gas.

Ning Cai recited the formula and used the Spirit Rain Art.

Drops of spiritual jade were condensed, and a large bottle of spiritual rain was soon collected.

Ning Caichen hurried back to Shuiliandong.

Pour the spiritual rain directly into the Water Curtain Cave, turn around and leave immediately, at this moment there is a race against time, the time for the miasma to dissipate is not long, maybe ten minutes, maybe a few hours.

Ning Caichen did not expect so much spiritual energy in the miasma, and was extremely excited.

Ning Caichen went back and forth more than a dozen times, that is to say, more than a dozen bottles of spiritual rain were condensed.

At night, the turbid air rises and the clear air sinks, and miasma appears, which will hold the spiritual energy and cannot sink into the ground.

In the morning, the clear air rises and the turbid air sinks, so many people exercise in the morning, which is good for the body.

Ning Caichen returned to Shuilian Cave again, and saw the white mist inside.At this moment, the miasma has dissipated, and it is impossible to condense the spiritual rain again.

Immediately chanted the incantation to cast the Spirit Rain Jue.

The light rain fell with a clatter.

"Okay, the rice can't be absorbed anymore, we have to wait a while before we can use the Spirit Rain Art again." Meng Ya stopped Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen consumed a lot of mental energy, Mengya stopped, fell asleep on the lynx skin.

Wake up the next day.

Seeing that the rice is as big as a longan, he showed a look of astonishment, and saw that the seedlings were several times larger than before.

"Exercise the Spirit Rain Jue once, and you can stop when you smell the fragrance of rice," Meng Ya said.

Ning Caichen immediately used the Spirit Rain Jue.

The drizzle covers the paddy, which devours it quickly and soon gives off the aroma of ripe rice.

Seeing that the rice grains are full one by one, the seedlings wither quickly, the nutrients are swallowed up by the spiritual grains, and they fall one by one.

Ning Caichen immediately caught the rice.

Catch it and put it in the basket immediately.

More than 1000 pieces, half-carrying the Linggu.

When the last spiritual grain was put into the basket.

"What should my wife do?" Ning Caichen looked at the monster-like Linggu. It was not just huge, it was extraordinarily big. It would definitely become news when it was taken back to the village.

"Peel off the shell and steam it like a steamed bun. Then eat it all." Meng Ya said.

"Immediately." Ning Caichen was overjoyed and acted immediately.

"You don't have a pot, how can you steam it?" Mengya asked in surprise.

Ning Caichen immediately felt something was wrong!

Doesn't Mengya know her memories together?

Why ask such an idiotic question?
Ning Caichen felt weird, but didn't say anything.

Ning Caichen quickly left Shuiliandong with Linggu on his back.

I often go into the mountains, so in the deep mountains, there is a temporary foothold for cooking, where there is a big iron pot, it is not a problem to cook the spiritual valley.

Since some medicinal materials need to be brewed on the spot, which den is specially convenient for living in the mountains and brewing medicinal materials.

Logically, Mengya would know about this when she saw Ning Caichen's memory, but Mengya didn't know, which meant that Mengya couldn't see Ning Caichen's memory.

Ning Caichen also pretended to be confused, to see why Meng Ya lied to herself?
I came to a cave with a stove, a large iron pot and a small iron pot.

Ning Caichen immediately cleaned the iron pot, then filled it with water and put the steamer on it.

Meng Ya was astonished!

Didn't expect a full set of cutlery here.

Ning Caichen lit the fire immediately.

Start to peel off the husks of the rice one by one, and then put them in the steamer.

The chaff is easy to peel off, a few drops on the ground and it falls off almost naturally.

"After harvesting the chaff, take it back and feed it to the chicks. Ten chicks will be selected and specially raised for Huayue and Auntie to make medicine," Meng Ya said.

Ning Caichen immediately wrapped the chaff.

Soon the aroma of rice filled the air.

"You can eat." Mengya said.

Ning Caichen opened the lid and saw small steamed buns that looked like rice grains.

"You want to eat them all at once?" Ning Caichen asked in horror.

"Yes, eat quickly, don't let the aura evaporate." Meng Ya said.

Ning Caichen quickly ate Lingmi.

The entrance is sweet and sweet, eat one, and immediately want to eat the second.

When the rice enters the stomach, it is warm and very comfortable. The pores of the whole body are diffused, and it feels very comfortable.

Cells absorb Reiki very quickly.

Before he knew it, Ning Caichen ate all the more than 1000 pieces of Lingmi, holding the last one in his hand.

Mengya was extremely nervous in Ning Caichen's heart, and it was the last one at this moment. If Ning Caichen didn't feel angry, it meant that she had no chance to cultivate.

Even the most trashy waste materials, even a thousand Lingmi can sense the air.

(End of this chapter)