Life underground, it can be said that it is quite boring.

In the past, when I was on the ground, I could do a little patrol or do something else. Now trapped underground, they really have nothing else to do except hide on the side and try to cultivate.

Glutinous rice could still run to the Ethereal Illusion Realm to cultivate by herself, but the other monks stayed outside, facing it every day, and she didn't dare to go too far, so she had to spare some time to toss the fairy grass that had just been planted.

Those fairy grasses didn't grow very well when they used to live in the Ethereal Fantasy Realm.

Just like the moss, fairy grass does not grow in the most suitable environment. Glutinous rice is not very fond of killing, and there are few corpses and other things on weekdays. She didn't even plant many of these fairy grasses in her illusion, but instead carried a lot of bloodsucking vine seeds with her.

After all, she never thought that she would use fairy grass like this in this netherworld, and the blood-sucking vines could be used by her. Ever since she used to use blood-sucking vines as whips, she loved to carry them with her.

How many blood-sucking vines and fairy grasses were in those seeds, even Nuomi himself couldn't tell.

There were many kinds of seeds there, even when she was cultivating the Immortal Sect, and some of them were purchased from Su Yiding, and many of them she didn't even know their names, but when she saw the seeds of the fairy grass, she bought them all and kept them for later use.

Because he didn't know his habits, he planted the fairy grass that originally sucked flesh and blood in the netherworld.

Now that the fairy grass had been transplanted into the cave with glutinous rice, it was planted on top of the corpses, and the faint light of the moss shone on it, and it looked more alive than when it grew in the ethereal fantasy world.

Glutinous rice had nothing else to do, so she had to go to the small cave every day to take care of the fairy grass.

She didn't know where her current cultivation had been, even in an aura environment like the Netherworld, she could barely perform the Cloud Dew Technique. There was no aura in the air around her, so she could only force all the aura in her body outside. Then, through the spell of Yunlu Jue, those spiritual qi were quickly condensed into immortal dew.

The consumption of such a spell is very huge, that is, the glutinous rice has improved a lot now, but it can only be cast once a day outside.

The depleted aura in the body can be replenished by taking pills or drinking spiritual wine. The energy expended on the Yun Lu Technique cannot be replenished like this.

In the beginning, the other monks didn't care what Glutinous Rice was doing in that little cave.

After all, when the cave was excavated, it was only for glutinous rice to try to grow, and it was not dug much at all. Nuomi entered the cave alone, and the pillar must have followed her. With such a stop, there are basically no other monks in the cave. If they were reluctant to get inside, they would have to step on the corpses.

And when the glutinous rice was not there, they didn't need to go to the cave to see it. They are not from a handyman like glutinous rice, and they don't know anything about planting, even if they look at it, they can't see it in vain.

But gradually. After staying in this cellar for a long time, and having no other pastime every day than to listen to the wind and the crash outside, the monks suddenly felt that life was lonely and empty.

It stands to reason that they are cultivators who cultivate immortals and cultivate the Dao. It should be the one who can endure loneliness the most. In the past, when they needed to retreat and cultivate, none of the people here would have cultivated silently by avoiding the crowd alone, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests or in their own caves. At that time, they even deliberately look for places that are away from the crowds. Even if it is in his own cave, he has to add a formation outside, so that no one can break in.

But in this netherworld. They couldn't even do it well, and their weekdays became extraordinarily long.

When you are single-mindedly doing things, even if it is a few years, it is like a white horse passing by, but once you become idle, the loss of time is terrifyingly slow.

The monks couldn't find anything else to do. If you don't concentrate enough on cultivation, it won't have any effect at all, so later, like glutinous rice, you actually started to take care of those fairy grasses.

When Nuomi saw their figures appear near the fairy grass, a stunned look appeared on her face. Hurriedly asked, "What are you doing...... What's wrong? ”

"Hehe, come and see, come and see."

At first, everyone just scratched their heads and replied, and then walked away in a bit of a hurry, as if they were avoiding glutinous rice.

Later, I probably felt bored and ruthless, or I was not embarrassed to see everyone else like this, so I said it was too boring, and I saw if I could find something to do.

Nuo Mi was stunned for a while, but then he thought that these monks really had nothing to do, so he began to talk to them about planting fairy grass, and then they tried to take care of the fairy grass in the cave casually.

"It's not something too worthwhile, it's just a try. Even if it can't be planted, there's nothing to worry about, we don't wait for these fairy grasses to fill our stomachs. Just don't kill all the plants when you are tending to them. I've already asked my senior brother to help me move it, and the big piles on the left are all small species that were bred later. As for the innermost ones, I kept them as the mother plant to store the seeds. You don't touch the mother plants, and it's gone. Glutinous rice even told them in detail like this.

But all the monks who heard this could not help but have a red face.

The meaning of glutinous rice is quite obvious, and it is clear that they think they will take care of those fairy grasses to death, so they specially made a batch for them to play with.

When they saw the immortal grass in the depths of the cave, their faces were even more ashamed.

There weren't many of those fairy grasses, and at a glance, there was only one of them left for each possibility. That is to say, Nuomi herself actually has a lot of confidence, thinking that she will be able to plant those fairy grasses well and grow seeds again.

The monks felt a little unwilling.

Compared with the battle of life and death, taking care of these fairy grasses is not just a small matter. If they can't even do this little thing, and really kill all the fairy grass, they won't be able to get over it.

Those monks were holding back their breath in their hearts, wanting to take good care of those fairy grasses, so that the glutinous rice would be impressed by them.

The wish is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel.

When those fairy grasses were tended by glutinous rice, they saw that they were very luxuriant, and it was their turn to take care of them, and those fairy grasses kept appearing. Either the leaves began to dry up, or suddenly wrinkled, as if they had become the face of an old man, and they were not growing and developing healthily.

When they saw those fairy grasses like this, they were all a little panicked for a while, and they thought that they should quickly restore them so that they would not be discovered by the glutinous rice. As a result, the more he tossed, the more the immortal grass had no spirit, and it looked like it was going to be unable to live.

Glutinous rice still sees those fairy grasses on weekdays, and often goes to take a look, but only the fairy grass that the monks are taking care of, she will not help. As a result, within a few days, I saw those fairy grasses wilting and yellowing, and I couldn't help but feel helpless.

Those monks didn't ask her for help, and she couldn't do anything to those fairy grasses, lest those monks be unhappy when they found out. And she doesn't care about the life or death of such a little fairy grass. Even if she is planted to death, she can still be re-cultivated. It's just that seeing those monks so good at tossing, she also has a somewhat eye-opening feeling.

She has always felt that taking care of fairy grass is a very common thing, but she didn't expect that it would have such an amazing effect in the hands of others.

Glutinous rice looks at it every day, and it can't help but shake its head.

She didn't care, but when the pillar saw it, she would always frown. After leaving, he would hide behind people, pull glutinous rice, and say, "It is a sin to plant a good fairy grass like this." ”

Nuomi thought for a while, and then said, "Those people probably have never planted fairy grass, and I don't know how to take care of fairy grass." It's really simple, just give enough water and a little light. But they don't know how to give water, sometimes too much, sometimes too little. Fairy grass is often soaked in the root parts, and it is strange to be able to be spiritual. And they don't know how to make those fairy grass grow worms...... It's weird, where did the bugs come from? ”

The pillars naturally know this.

Even though he is a physical cultivator, he has also spent a lot of time on Qingquan Peak, and he used to be a farmer when he was at home. What seems simple in the eyes of glutinous rice is not difficult to look at in his eyes.

If the two of them were to manage the fairy grass, no matter how much they thought about it, they probably wouldn't be able to take care of the fairy grass to this virtue. In that respect, the monks were actually quite powerful.

"Forget it, leave them alone. They don't speak, and I can't get anything. Those fairy grasses are not something that must be necessary. Senior brother, if you feel distressed, you will stop them outside the door for these two days and prevent them from entering. If they don't toss, those fairy grasses will grow better on their own. ”

Nuomi took the hand of the pillar and said a few soft words.

The pillar thought about it for a while, and felt that this was indeed the case, so he nodded.

He didn't really think how valuable those fairy grasses were, but he was used to being simple, and he was always a little unhappy when he saw that some fairy grasses were wasted. Now that the glutinous rice is let him handle it casually, he also knows what to do. RP