In addition to being disappointed, Chen Yanzhi also knew that the higher the level of the spirit plant, the more difficult it was to reproduce, and it was already very good to have one out of five grains.

She broke the remaining pod open, and there were five peas in it, but only one had radicles.

Chen Yanzhi said optimistically: "There is one in a pod, which is not bad, not to mention that there is one that has matured, and there are three in total." ”

Put two peas with radicles in a high-quality jade box, keep them well, and when she gets Xintian, she will set up the environment and plant them.

Of the remaining eight, Chen Yanzhi is going to eat one first to see the effect, if she can really repair the fire, then she will die of laughter.

Twist one and put it in your mouth, it's hot, chew it, crunchy, bite the shell, and a strong heat rushes straight to your throat.

Chen Yanzhi's face turned red all of a sudden, her mouth was burning, and she wanted to drink water, but she held back, afraid that it would affect the effect.

Fortunately, although this heat is hot, it does not hurt.

Chen Yanzhi controlled this energy and surged into the sea of knowledge.

As soon as this energy entered, the silent Otogi Blue Flame trembled slightly.

After a while, it began to move step by step, and after a while, the flames above its head flickered, trembling, and looked like it was about to be extinguished.

Chen Yanzhi was very anxious, and quickly sent that ball of energy to it, and Yimu Qingyan transmitted a happy emotion, happily devouring this ball of energy.

It's just that it's a little slow, swallow it and take a break.

After completely absorbing the energy contained in the pea, Otogi Qingyan did not change much, and quietly retracted back into the depths of the sea of knowledge, and fell silent.

But at least it's not like it was just now, and it's going to disperse if you move.

Chen Yanzhi felt very pleasantly surprised, not to mention that this pea stabilized the state of different fire, and the missing half of the fire and origin also increased a little, although it was very few.

But she has three firethorn peas, well, two of them are still beans, but they can be counted in them.

Moreover, these three plants are wild species, which can be kept, so she has a steady stream of peas to mend the fire.

There are no other natural treasures, but the pea tube is enough.

After Chen Yanzhi poured herself a large pot of tea, she ate four more firethorn peas.

Otogi Qingyan swallowed them all, but some of them couldn't be digested, so they had to wait for a while and then get rid of the remaining three.

At this time, the origin of the Yimu Green Flame and the flame had increased by five threads, and the whole fire looked a little more energetic, Chen Yanzhi could feel the warmth transmitted from its body, and the flame that was about to be extinguished was completely stabilized.

Chen Yanzhi estimated that if she ate fifteen more peas, she could reluctantly release them and use them, but if she didn't have to, she would just take care of them first.

The matter of Firethorn Pea was done, Lingzhi was almost done yesterday, Chen Yanzhi inspected Lingtian again, and everyone was fine.

She went back and hauled out the ash from the volcano, three acres of land, and needed a total of nine bags.

Because it was not carefully screened when it was installed, there were still some large volcanic gravel and volcanic slag in it, which had to be sifted through and then ground.

The fine powder is easier for Lingzhi and Lingtian to absorb.

Like that kind of fine sieve, Chen Yanzhi just has it, and it is still made of unadvanced Qingfeng bamboo, which was once used to dry golden clematis.

Now it's a new use, the sieve is not big, it takes some time to finish.

The sifted powder is sprinkled into the spiritual field, and the spiritual hoe is turned to let the volcanic ash and spiritual soil be fully mixed evenly.

Chen Yanzhi is now completely focused on cultivation, and after consuming white spike rice and white spike wine for a long time, her meridians are much tougher than ordinary ninth-level Qi cultivators, and she can run two more weeks a day.

In addition, the aura around Lingtian is quite abundant, and he has spirit stones and all kinds of spiritual rice to eat, so his cultivation is growing upward.

The more time spent on cultivation every day, the work of scattering volcanic ash will be slow, and Chen Yanzhi is not in a hurry, so take her time.

During this period, she also used the Qingfeng bamboo shoes found in Zhang Zhi's storage bag, and her speed increased by one-tenth, which can occupy a great advantage in the fight in the future.

Chen Yanzhi was already proficient in light body techniques, and with these bamboo shoes, she was even more powerful, and her speed was much faster than that of monks of the same level.

She replaced her black boots and put on light yellow open-toe bamboo shoes.

With blue-black clothes, it is quite eye-catching.

The acacia san was also taken out and fed to the seven-inch snake gall bladder, and the small buds on the head of the plant were puffy, shouting hot, itchy, and asking for water.

[I'm hot and itchy, I really want something~]

Chen Yanzhi looked a little worried, this plant is too small, it doesn't seem to be good to make it like this, and she feels that her behavior is too much.

It is to feed water, fan the wind, and turn the soil to let the plant breathe, and you have to move the spiritual soil from time to time to relieve its itch.

After some effort, Lingzhi finally returned to normal.

The number on the side of its progress bar reached fifteen, which was made by Chen Yanzhi's usual collection of poisons.

After eating more than ten kinds of venom, the appearance of the seven-inch snake gallbladder still did not change, there was no root, and there were no sprouts.

It's just that I can't leave the soil, and as soon as I leave the soil, I will die and live, and I will feed the venom from the soil, but there is no reaction at all.

Chen Yanzhi doubted whether this spiritual plant could grow.

Of course, in the process of feeding the venom, she also summarized some rules, which were about the time when the antidote to the seven-inch snake gall was born.

The first time he received the second-order venom, it took a long time for the seven-inch snake gall to be consumed and regenerated as an antidote.

But the second time he received the second-order venom again, it was able to absorb and give birth to an antidote very quickly, barely exceeding ten breaths.

Chen Yanzhi is very satisfied with the newly discovered law, and the limitations have been reduced.

In the future, if you want to go to some places with a lot of poison and carry a seven-inch snake gall with you, you will definitely feel a sense of security.

After appeasing Xiao Ya, who had just escaped from the medicinal properties and was a little dissatisfied, Chen Yanzhi left Lingtian to cultivate.

The days calmed down, and as time passed, the monks around the volcano gradually dispersed, and bags of ash were carried away.

Qi Zhaoxi stood on the flying boat and looked down, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

In the distance, the volcano stands majestically, the snow is full of snow, and after the hustle and bustle, there is only silence.

But there are so many dead people in the mountain, the mud is white bones, the dust is turned into a few aura, and the embers fall with the wind, and the sparks are more and more burning.

The monk captures the aura of heaven and earth, returns to the sky after death, and then uses the dust and mist to nourish the mountains and seas.

The cycle repeats, and the cycle repeats.

This time, the disciples of the Wanxuan Sect were injured more and died less, but there were still more than a dozen fellow disciples who could never go back.

Even herself, if it weren't for Chen Yanzhi's help, she would have almost died this time.

"Qi Zhaoxi, enter the Feizhou Moye Pavilion."

A clear female voice sounded in my ears.

After Qi Zhaoxi was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly went to the inside of the flying boat, Moye Pavilion was the residence of the sect master of Wanxuan Sect and the true monarch of Songting.