The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan had already thought about it when planning the space. He wanted to make a lake on the second floor and move some of the ink heart lotus and other third-level aquatic creatures there. Now that he has the spring crystal, it will be more convenient.

First, use the spring crystal to create a spring eye, and then lead the water from the spring eye into the lake. You can also use the spiritual spring water to irrigate the spiritual medicine from time to time. With the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the spiritual medicine planted on the second floor can also grow better.

Speaking of which, there are very few spiritual medicines planted on the second floor now. Apart from the spiritual medicines needed to refine the foundation-building pill, there are only the Heyuan fruit trees.

However, the third-level spiritual medicines and spiritual plants obtained in the secret realm this time must be planted on the second floor, especially the golden source fruit.

The golden source fruit has a fruit core, and the fruit core of the spiritual fruit is a seed. If it is cultivated well, a new spiritual fruit tree can grow. Gu Changhuan is also quite experienced in cultivating spiritual medicines. After all, it is not in vain that he has read so many notes of Zhen Lingzi.

The core of the Jinyuan fruit is nourished by the spiritual spring water, and with his care, the concentration of spiritual energy on the second floor is also fourth-grade top-grade, so it should not be difficult to grow fruit trees.

There are also Heyuan fruits, and it is also necessary to plant a few more. There are many people in the Gu family in the foundation-building stage now. If they eat a few Heyuan fruits before forming a purple mansion, the probability of forming a purple mansion may increase by 10%!

The black-tailed spirit bees should also be divided into groups, and some of them should be sent to the second floor.

There are already two ponds on the first floor, which is enough, but the two little guys Mo Lin and Qing Tu have no nest. I occasionally go to Xuantian Tower to heal my wounds and meditate, and I also have to sleep on the ground. It is better to build a stilted bamboo house.

Let's raise the absolute spirit silkworms on the first floor first, feed them Fenghuo mulberry and Tianyou mulberry dug before, and see if they can adapt. If there are any changes, it will be better to discover them in time.

Those harmless monsters should also be marked with a territory for them, but there is no need for fences. Ordinary fences can't stop these monsters, and formations can be used.

The reproduction speed of low-level monsters is too fast. In the outside world, the number of these monsters has more than doubled in less than half a year.

When he returns to the family, these harmless monsters will be contributed to the family. He only needs to keep a few as reserve food.

And the butterfly eggs must recognize their owners to prevent them from having conflicts with black-tailed spirit bees or other monsters living in Xuantian Tower after hatching.

After planning all this, Gu Changhuan began to get busy.

Although these things are trivial and troublesome, Gu Changhuan has the help of puppets, which saves a lot of effort. It took less than two days to finish all these things.

He sat in the bamboo building he built with magic and made a long list of all the spiritual objects that needed to be contributed to the family.

After doing this, he looked out the window. There is no more spiritual rice in the space now. All the plants are spiritual medicines. Many of the mature spiritual rice were refined into spiritual energy by him to increase the concentration of spiritual energy in Xuantian Tower. Now there is still a part left, which is more appropriate to give to the family.

It's just that I have to make up a reasonable lie to explain the source of these things.

There is no need to hide the trip to Senheng Secret Realm and the matter of Wuqiu Valley, but a large amount of spiritual rice, whether stolen or robbed, must have a source.

Gu Changhuan was a little worried.

In addition to these spiritual objects, the only things that need to be dealt with are the corpses of several monsters in the ring.

The corpse of the seven-colored lizard was riddled with holes by the talisman, and only a few bones and blood essence can be used. ŴŴŴ.

When Gu Changhuan dealt with the corpse of the monster, Qingtu was far away, but Molin came from nowhere and watched Gu Changhuan deal with the corpse.

Bones are used to refine tools and brew wine, and the blood essence is purified and put in bottles for practicing secret techniques.

The remaining flesh and blood are left as food for Molin and Qingtu. After all, the flesh and blood of monsters contain true essence, and eating more can promote their cultivation.

In comparison, the corpse of the purple toad monster is well preserved.

Especially the belly of the purple toad monster, which should be very good for refining tools, preferably a drum or a defensive magic weapon.

Mo Lin was very interested in the poison sac of the purple toad monster, but Gu Changhuan did not give it to it.

Mo Lin had just entered the first-level upper-grade, and even if he had mutated, he might not be able to swallow the second-level upper-grade poison sac directly.

"I'll keep this poison sac for you, and I'll give it to you after you enter the second level." Gu Changhuan explained.

Mo Lin bared his teeth at Gu Changhuan, and he remembered that he had promised to refine a magic weapon for Mo Lin and inlay it with cold spring crystals. Now that he had finished the work at hand, it was time to start this matter.

He put the processed monster materials into the ring, and took out a few pieces of metal, took a little bit of each, and melted them into alloys. This magic weapon did not require any special abilities, as long as it could withstand the low temperature of the cold spring crystals and be easy for the slippery Mo Lin to carry.

A magic weapon like a ring was refined soon. Gu Changhuan put the ring on Mo Lin's tail, and then performed a spell, and the ring was firmly stuck on Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin rolled up his tail, obviously liking this magic weapon very much.

Gu Changhuan slept in Xuantian Tower, and after waking up, he couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy. He hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

After leaving Xuantian Tower, Gu Changhuan had the idea of ​​strolling around this mortal town.

In the world of immortal cultivation, as long as the distance is not too far, the customs will not change, but for mortals, ten miles is different, and a hundred miles is different.

This place is far away from his hometown Yuqing Town. For mortals, without the help of cultivators, it is a place that they can never reach in their lifetime.

Because the neighboring demon tribe is very close, the mortals in Jiuqi Mountains are martial and good at hunting in the mountains. The best of them can even fight wolves and catch eagles with their bare hands.

But the town he was in was surrounded by human land and was located on a plain, so he was very curious about how the mortals in Hengzhou lived here.

This town was larger than Yuqing Town. Gu Changhuan walked leisurely on the bluestone-paved street, listening to the shouts with a local accent, and his mind was more relaxed than ever before.

He walked along the street, crossed the stone bridge, and walked to the stone-paved path. The sound of children playing could be heard faintly in front of him.

Gu Changhuan was called back to his senses by the playful sound. He looked up at the sun, shook his head and smiled.

It was summer, the sun was at its zenith, and such hot weather could not stop the children from wanting to come out and play.

He looked up and saw six teenagers playing under the shade of a big willow tree. They looked only six or seven years old.

The branches of the willow tree were twisted together to make a swing. A teenager was standing on the swing, swinging high and very happy.

"It's my turn! It's my turn! Come down quickly!"

A stubby boy with a runny nose suddenly reached out and pulled the swaying branch, saying.

When he pulled, the swing tilted, and the boy who was swinging high before lost his balance and fell face down from midair.

Small theater:

Gu Changhuan poked the curled up Mo Lin, and Mo Lin rolled away.