##第八十三章

Wen Jing bent her waist, her toes touched the ground, holding her breath, tiptoeing slowly through the three-zhang tall artemisia grass, staring at the position about twenty meters in front of her.

There were rows of neat and tall trees, with smooth and straight trunks without any branches or scars, and the snow-colored bark shimmered with a faint silver light, which looked like cement pillars from a distance.

The thirty-meter-tall trunk is crowned with a lush green canopy, and the shape and appearance are exactly the same as the hairstyle of the exploding head.

On top of the green canopy hang several silver "tree houses".

The "treehouse" is an inverted triangle shape, a standard three-dimensional triangle, with very obvious edges and corners, and the edges and corners are shining like metal.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not an illusion, and there are rows of blades as thin as steel needles.

It is the tail spine of the silverlight bee, the owner of the silver light tree.

The Silver Light Bee is not a companion of the Silver Light Tree, and the information on the goggle terminal did not explain to Wen Jing how the Silver Light Bee appeared, but inexplicably, the Silver Light Tree and the Silver Light Bee were bound together.

The Silver Bee can only survive on the Silver Tree, and the Silver Tree cannot thrive without the Silver Bee, as the Silver Tree can only be spread by seeds.

However, the pollen metal content of the silver light tree exceeds the standard, and the average animal does not dare to approach, and because the weight is limited by the wind transmission, the role of the silver light bee that feeds on the pollen nectar and silver light fruit of the silver light tree is reflected.

Wen Jing's purpose today is twofold, one is the silver light fruit, and the other is the honey of the silver light bee.

After feeling the benefits of brownstone soup, Wen Jing also thought about configuring the green crystal soup quickly.

But there was no news about the last two ingredients in the green crystal soup, Gaoshan Hanlan and Rilunhua, even if she was in a hurry, it was useless.

And after a moment of pleasure, her little greed also subsided.

As a child who grew up in Taoism, Wen Jing grew up listening to Taoist classics and Taoist stories.

When I was a child, I was ignorant, but after reading Journey to the West, I thought about learning Taishang Laojun's alchemy, not seeking immortality, but growing up quickly.

Wen Jing developed late, also seven or eight years old, Er Ya was already a head taller than her at that time, twisting the twist to find two adoptive fathers to be coquettish, wanting them to help refine a pill and let her grow up.

After listening to her request and purpose, the two adoptive fathers were so happy that they picked her up and threw her high and hugged her several times.

When she forgot the purpose of stalking with laughter, she stopped hugging her and used Taoist stories to tell her the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

The silver light shimmered in front of her, Wen Jing seemed to see the kind smiles of her adoptive fathers again, her heart and nasal cavity were sour at the same time, and she clenched her fists to suppress the sudden sadness.

After arriving at Nova, Wen Jing remembered her adoptive fathers a lot more than on Earth, and even some scenes that she thought she had forgotten would flicker in front of her from time to time, and the pictures and details became clearer and clearer, as if it happened yesterday.

Before, Wen Jing thought that it was the wandering heart of a wanderer who had left her hometown, which made her start to become more sentimental, and she once thought that after the new star was in orbit, she must go back to see her adoptive father and friends.

After the spiritual power reached the eighth level and unlocked another layer of "lock" in the goggles, Wen Jing realized that in the process of upgrading the spiritual power, in addition to stimulating the five senses, it would also stimulate the memory in the subconscious.

The more advanced the spiritual power, the more and more detailed things can be remembered, and a person who has reached the level of a spiritual power master, a fly that flew ten years ago, as long as he thinks about it, even the patterns on its wings can be remembered clearly, although this kind of behavior is beneficial, but it also has great disadvantages.

The human brain is like a memory, it has an upper limit of capacity, if it is overloaded, it will collapse if it is not good, just like the master of physical arts has to get used to and control the power of the wilderness in his body, the master of mental power must not only learn how to use mental power exquisitely, but also learn to control and delete memory.

"It's not easy to do anything~" Wen Jing sighed silently, gently pressed the sad and adoptive fathers' faces back into his heart, concentrated his energy, and stared intently at the silver light tree on the far side of the right front.

There is also a reason why Wen Jing appeared here alone.

In the morning, I found that my spiritual power had risen to the ninth level, and I was happy to say that I wanted to eat hot pot, so I refused to go to watch the battle and learn from the aliens, pulled the little handsome guy, and drove the small flying ship to the side of the grove.

When I arrived at the location, I first went to pick "peppers" and "peppercorns", and walked all the way, smelling and chanting all the way.

Qiaolin Village is located in the north, and the people in the village don't eat much spicy, for them the spicy level of green chili peppers and chili oil is enough, and she fell in love with boiled fish and spicy hot pot when she went to university.

For a period of time, I was simply not happy, and I squatted every day to run to a few Sichuan restaurants at the school gate.

Then one day, the group of animals in the school's biology laboratory suddenly posted an article on the campus network.

In the article, the red oil sampling data analysis of several Sichuan restaurants was comprehensively reported, and I don't know how many students almost wanted to gause.

Instead of praising the group of people in the biology laboratory, everyone was angry and scolded them for a hundred floors.

In the end, some kind-hearted students published their ancestral (supposedly) spicy recipes on the campus network for free, which calmed down the public anger.

Originally, this matter was over, and the people who should have gone to eat still ate, and the people who were in their hearts walked around those shops.

Two or three years have passed, and when Wen Jing was in her junior year, the spicy recipe that had long been sunk to the bottom and didn't know how many layers was dug up again and became popular.

The reason is that someone made a fortune with this formula!

The hero who made a fortune graduated soon, replied in the post and told the story of his own business.

Back then, he taught this spicy recipe to his parents, so that they set up a spicy stall in the night market of their hometown because they were not in good health, but they didn't expect it to be out of control from then on.

In less than three years, this classmate's parents actually opened Malatang into a chain store, and after graduation, this classmate will go home to accept Malatang stores that have opened three branches.

For this reason, I am especially grateful for replying to my gratitude in the post, and I hope to contact the classmate who kindly announced the recipe and invite him (her) to eat a good meal to express my gratitude.

Some people in the post praise and criticism, some people promote, and some people are eager to try, but there is no news from the two who posted and replied to the post, whether this matter is true or false has become an open case, but it is undeniable that this post and this formula are popular again.

Until Wen Jing graduated, I could still see this post floating up from time to time on the campus network, and some of the true and false in it echoed the fact that they made money by opening Malatang, and the supplementary formulas abounded, which often made people smile and sigh at the sincere friendship of the students and the innocent atmosphere on campus.

Wen Jing talked about this matter, and then said that the fusion of chili pepper and butter in the recipe is irreplaceable, and it can only be broken if it is more numb and spicy.

This sentence stimulated Qi Ze and reminded him of the combination of the fruit of the Silver Light Tree and the honey of the Silver Light Bee, which is also a light plant, and the combination of the two can replace the Sun Ring Flower, so Wen Jing appeared here.