"Whew!"

Shen Mu put away his sword, sat on the spot, and exhaled heavily, "My head is a little dizzy, I feel quite tired!" ”

For a morning, he was basically watering the nearby Lingtian with sword qi stained with the blood of human face peaches.

Although the roots under his feet had been absorbing energy, and the reserves in his body were sufficient, the mental energy consumed during the release of the technique couldn't help but make him feel a sense of emptiness in his body.

This also shows that the number of times the Blood Sacrifice Technique has been used exceeds the upper limit at this stage, and he needs to rest for a while to recover his mental power.

However, the release of sword qi in the morning made him improve a lot in the cultivation of blood sacrifice techniques and swordsmanship.

At the same time, the practice of swordsmanship also made people accumulate a small amount of experience, enough to have a hundred points, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

And the fire spirit fruit seedlings planted in the spiritual field have now scattered their leaves, reaching his legs and stomachs, rubbing against the hem of his clothes.

Fire Spirit Fruit is a low shrub, and now that this height has basically reached its growth limit, the next step is the process of flowering and fruiting.

"But that's tomorrow."

Shen Mu looked at the results of the morning, although his body was tired, he still had a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Next, he crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

After running the Evergreen Technique in place for almost half an hour, Shen Mu recovered a little bit of his spirit.

He got up and went to the nearest thatched hut, took out a large vat of spiritual liquid that had already been concocted, and came to the edge of the spiritual field.

Next, like most of the disciples of the Elixir Hall, he had to rely on the traditional way to water these fire spirit fruits.

"Up!"

Shen Mu slapped a palm on the surface of the spiritual liquid liquid in the air, causing a lot of splashes, and then slapped these water sprays into the sky above the spiritual field, shattering them, turning into a burst of spiritual liquid rain, and evenly dripping into the fire spirit fruit spiritual field.

Between several nurseries, rainbows were erected.

"Now I'm done."

Since the spiritual field that Shen Mu is in charge of now has not yet reached the time of harvesting, he does not need to be busy harvesting and collecting now, he only needs to take care of the growth of the plants.

Therefore, as the spiritual liquid in the wooden barrel was exhausted, Shen Mu's day's work was basically over.

When he had nothing to do, he casually picked up a few medicinal scriptures in the thatched hut and read them.

Most of the contents recorded on it are about the identification and cultivation of spiritual plants, which will be more useful for his later spiritual life.

Two hours later, Han Ji came to the vicinity, and when he saw a thriving fire spirit fruit bush, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, "It's really a miracle!" ”

After some searching, Han Zhu found Shen Mu in the thatched hut and interrupted him while he was reading, "Senior Brother Shen? ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Han, I have completed today's watering, is there anything important?"

Shen Mu put away the book, afraid that the other party would mistakenly think that he was lazy, so he explained.

"Well, I've seen that. Tsk, I'm afraid you're going to be an ordinary disciple for half a month this day. By the way, the master asked me to wait to learn how to make meat and soil, so you can come too. ”

One of the original agreements between Shen Mu and Elder Bai was to teach him the craft of making meat and soil, so he immediately nodded, picked off a few thatches that fell on his body, and followed Han Zhu towards the dark room.

Both of them are quite quiet people, and they don't say a word.

Through these few words, Shen Mu also learned that although Elder Bai had many true disciples, there were only three who were willing to learn the Flesh and Earth Technique from him, and Han Zhu was one of them.

According to Han Zhu, every time they study, they have to go back and cleanse themselves with a large amount of medicinal liquid, which can slightly delay the side effects of meat and soil, that is, vegetization.

"It's so dangerous, why does Senior Brother insist on studying?"

Shen Mu asked suspiciously.

"Haha, if a spirit planter can't make meat and soil, what kind of cultivation technique can he talk about?"

He turned his head to look at Shen Mu, a smile of love on his face.

Finally, the two entered the dark room.

Han Zhi took out a special low-temperature torch and led the way.

Soon, the two passed by the cave where Shen Mu came last time, and he found that the giant python that had absorbed the energy by himself was gone, and there was only another giant python with a white umbrella in place.

According to Han Zhu, this white umbrella is a kind of fungus spirit plant, called the ghost umbrella fungus.

When ripe, the ghost umbrella fungus will detach from the ground, and even if it has nothing to rely on, it can float into the air, like an uncertain lonely ghost.

Even if it is a mortal, after eating the ghost umbrella mushroom, it will temporarily obtain a lightweight effect, and it is often used by alchemists to refine light-weight pills.

The two of them continued to walk deeper into the dark room, passing through a number of caves, all of which were filled with various strange shapes of flesh and soil.

This made Shen Mu feel like he had strayed into the underground pavilion of some perverted collector who specialized in collecting corpses, rather than a botanical garden full of strange things.

Among these fleshy soils, what impressed Shen Mu the most was a giant bear flesh soil covered with red skeletons.

It has an intact body and brown hair. Standing in the middle of the cave, the huge figure filled the entire space.

Facing the entrance, the bear raised its paws and mouth open, still roaring, showing no signs of decay.

If it weren't for the fact that it was all over its body, especially the few human-faced skull red flowers squeezed out of its eye sockets, Shen Mu would have thought it was still alive.

Of course, in addition to these demon beast corpses, there are also many spiritual soil made of human corpses.

From Han Jian's mouth, it was learned that these people were all Elder Bai's sworn enemies, or those who opposed the Qingling Sect. Moreover, in addition to being a spirit planter, Elder Bai was also a first-class torturer.

These people will be transported here after being captured, and some of the humans who died during the torture were stripped of their human identity and turned into soil to exist.

Shen Mu didn't know how these two professions were perfectly compatible with one person, the spirit planter who loved natural creation, and the ruthless and vicious torturer.

And as a normal person who traveled from the new century, Shen Mu has always had a respectful attitude towards human corpses, but after getting used to it, he gradually became numb.

For the people of this world, everything is just a matter of making the most of it. Especially those who cultivate immortals, they are not bound by this kind of rule.

The values of the two worlds are inherently different, and he cannot demand things from others that are conventionally or explicitly prescribed in the previous world.

"It's that I'm too conservative."

Shen Mu looked at the several broken humanoid spirit soil in front of him, and realized something in his heart. When I saw this kind of behavior before, I mistakenly thought that Elder Bai was an evil cultivator, and it was because of his preconceived ideas and prejudices.