I will survive with proficiency

I saw that the dead red jade vine, one of the branches, unexpectedly pulled out green buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, one leaf, two leaves, three leaves. Finally, small green buds grew.

'this'

'.It's amazing too. '

Yu Lingchun stood up abruptly, lifted her skirt, turned and ran.

"Husband, husband"

She wants to share the joy with her husband.

But after just two steps, she saw Chen Ping sitting under the gazebo. She was overjoyed, ran over to pull Chen Ping, and ran towards Lingzhi:

"Husband, husband, come and have a look. Do you remember that red jade vine? It was dead, but it sprouted again just now. This spiritual plant is really... amazing."

"Look, this is the one"

'Hey, this daughter-in-law is short-sighted, or is it true that some spiritual plants are so magical? Will he come back to life by himself? So that Yu Lingchun couldn't figure out the rules? '

Chen Ping smiled:

"That's me casting the spell."

Yu Lingchun hummed.

Looking at the abandoned dead branches on one side, he said:

"Yeah, Lingzhi can't figure it out, and he came back from the dead. I have raised this red jade vine for a long time, and it is difficult to take care of it. I planted more than a dozen vines in Lianyun City, and this one is alive. Unfortunately, those branches did not come alive."

As he said that, he suddenly found that those few dead branches were also sprouting new shoots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her eyes widened, unable to speak.

Looking at the dead branches, and then at Chen Ping, he immediately reacted and said:

"Husband, what did you just say? Did you cast the spell?"

Your reflex arc is better than lightning.

Chen Ping teased her:

"Yeah, if you don't cast a spell, how can you resurrect yourself? You are stupid."

Yu Lingchun was overjoyed, her man really knows everything. But then thinking of his recklessness just now, he felt a little shy, and buried his face deeply in Chen Ping's chest, feeling a little embarrassed.

After a while, he raised his head:

"What kind of spell is this? Why is it so powerful?"

Chen Ping pulled her to sit down in the gazebo:

"The basic spell of the wood system, the dead tree blooms in spring, is not a powerful spell. Anyone can learn it in the late stage of Qi training."

What Chen Ping did not say was:

Anyone can learn it, but it's hard to master it.

In this world, the civilization of cultivating immortals has been passed down for trillions of years, and many spells can be seen everywhere, especially the spells of the Qi refining period.

In the bookstore, there are hundreds if not thousands of spell books. As long as you have a few spirit stones, you can get them without any other threshold.

But the difficulty is that it is difficult to practice spells.

And very time consuming.

For a cultivator, the least valuable thing is time, and at the same time, the most valuable thing is also time.

Many monks don't learn spells indiscriminately, which is too time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Chen Ping himself is like this, he feels that his time will never be enough.

Three hours a day is used to practice exercises, two hours are used to draw talismans to make money, three hours are reserved for sleeping, one hour is for handling various miscellaneous affairs, and the rest is full and only two hours a day can be freely arranged.

If you also do something like 'digging' (digging in several senses), then the time is even less.

This is because he draws characters quickly, has high quality, and makes money easily. Other ways to make money, such as beast hunters, will only take more time.

How much time is left to practice spells?

Moreover, it is very difficult to practice every spell until it is proficient.

Therefore, seek refinement, not excess.

If Chen Ping didn't have a board, learning these basic spells could lay the foundation for learning other advanced spells in the future, otherwise he wouldn't learn it.

Seeing Yu Lingchun's eyes shining, Chen Ping said:

"So, let's work hard to practice the exercises. There is plenty of spiritual power here, and strive to practice Qi in the late stage as soon as possible. At that time, you can learn the wood-type spells that you want to do as you like."

"By then, there will be no spiritual plants that will not grow."

As soon as this cake was painted, Yu Lingchun was full of expectations for the future.

The beautiful picture of 'the yard is full of tall spiritual plants, and people are enjoying the shade under the spiritual plants' has appeared in her mind.

The setting sun was setting.

Lin Changshou visited Chen Ping's house.

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Changshou asked Chen Ping if he was interested in working for Chen Changsheng together.

Chen Ping was already prepared for this, and rejected Lin Changshou's invitation on the grounds that he didn't like to show his face and didn't have to worry about his livelihood for the time being.

Lin Changshou was very surprised that Chen Ping actually refused to work for Chen Changsheng who might build a foundation in the future.

What an opportunity.

But Chen Ping refused flatly, so he couldn't force it.

Just a pang of regret.

Talking about the magic weapon, Lin Changshou sighed:

"I went to the distribution market today. The magical artifact, tsk tsk, is not easy to sell, but the price is very stable. A second-hand low-grade magical artifact can sell at least 3 middle-grade spirit stones, and rare ones can even be sold. More."

"Back then, Lianyun City only needed sixty or seventy low-grade spirit stones to buy one. It's a pity that they were all sold. Sigh, if you want to keep this, how much spirit stones do you have to earn?"

Lin Changshou was very upset.

I bought at a high level, sold at a low level, and now it's back to a high level, but unfortunately there is no stock in hand.

Can't help but come to Chen Ping to seek a sense of identity.

Lin Changshou knew that Chen Ping didn't buy a single magic weapon back then, so he sold the magic weapon in his hand at a high price.

"I know that. I brought two extra handles, so I have a little understanding of the price." Chen Ping said calmly.

Lin Changshou agrees:

"Yeah, it's a pity for you and me. You sold it too early...Huh? Did you bring it?"

Lin Changshou wanted to ask more questions, but he stopped because he caught a glimpse of the magic weapon hanging on the wall.

One of them is Chen Ping's sword.

Why does the other handle become more and more familiar?

That outline, that style, that volume, that familiar feeling, it's just that there seems to be some dust left on the handle in front of me.

But, this is the magical weapon that I cherished very much at the beginning, which can be used to destroy.

I saved it until the end before reluctantly selling it.

"This..." Lin Changshou had a toothache.

Chen Ping saw through Lin Changshou's doubts, and said with a smile:

"At the beginning when the price was really high, I sold them all. Before I left Lianyun City, it looked really cheap, so I couldn't help but bought two middle-grade magic weapons. It's a pity that I couldn't bring too many."

The corner of Lin Changshou's mouth twitched... Middle-grade magic weapon, two handles back. A middle-grade magic weapon can net at least 4 middle-grade spirit stones.

Big money.

Lin Changshou remembered that one of Chen Ping's bags never left his body during the migration. At first he thought that Chen Ping's bag was very light, so he never left his body. Now it seems that he put a valuable middle-grade magic weapon...So that's it...He suddenly realized.

After stabilizing his mentality, Lin Changshou couldn't help criticizing Chen Ping:

"Look at you. I was lucky enough to bring a medium-grade magic weapon. It's a good income. You have to take good care of it. Look, it's covered with dust and you don't take care of it. This is a middle-grade magic weapon. , you are too."

Youdao is a magic weapon like a Taoist companion.

Got to take good care of you, right?

"Oh, this." Chen Ping said:

"That's not dust. When I planted spiritual plants in the backyard a few days ago, I needed to loosen the soil. This fortifying magic weapon just happened to be useful, so I used it to dig the ground."

Lin Changshou only felt that his breathing became short of breath, and he felt a burst of chest tightness.

Are you digging the ground with a medium-grade magic weapon?

Digging?

Digging? …

Is this how the middle-grade magic weapon is used?

Lin Changshou felt that he couldn't stay here anymore, and he would die of chest tightness if he stayed any longer.

really...

People are more than people, it's maddening.

I treated this magic weapon as a treasure at the beginning, if it wasn't too heavy and inconvenient to carry, I wouldn't be willing to sell it.

Lin Changshou didn't even have time to drink the spiritual tea that Yu Lingchun had just brought up, so he bid farewell and left in a hurry.