Because the meat fields have just been planted, they are in a relatively fragile transition stage.

Ning Zheng didn't dare to cut more meat, for fear of hurting the roots.

After cutting a small piece of meat and preparing to taste it, he took the real main ingredient of the broth, the bird offal, that is, the crow's five organs and fat intestines that he didn't need to farm before, and took it to the well in the house to draw water and rinse it.

Put on the pot and simmer the soup.

I threw a few more magic coins into it, so that the aura of the magic money savings moistened with the boiling water.

The fire was only heated for a while, and the rich fragrance came out all at once.

After all, it is a demon beast of the Great Perfection of the Five-Body Realm.

Although the internal organs have not been practiced, the internal organs that have been nourished by the aura all year round taste much better than the previous river demon meat.

After simmering for half an hour, Ning Zheng tasted it, and the snow suddenly lit up in front of him.

Fresh and tender!

"Shark, come for supper, don't mess with the meat field, taste it." Ning Zheng called Ning Shark.

Ning Shark was putting up a fence in the cellar to put a fence on the meat field, went out and ran to the house, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and couldn't stop eating a bite: "Woo! It's delicious, it's delicious! ”

She took another sip of the soup while it was hot, "The soup is delicious, it's so delicious." ”

Hiding in the house, the two of them who have been mixing for so many years have a good meal for the first time.

It was a wonderful taste that seemed to live in a dream.

Soon.

The meat fields were planted, and the supper was full.

Seeing that it was already past eleven o'clock, it was time to go to bed.

But Ning Shark couldn't sleep, so he hugged the little padded jacket and ran to the cellar to lay on the floor, so he had to sleep watching the meat field.

She lay down next to the concubine, her eyes stared at the bright red wriggling meat field, the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and sang a lullaby, "Good baby, good baby, grow up quickly, grow meat quickly..."

looks like I'm afraid that the meat field will run away with long legs, or be stolen.

Ning Zheng ignored her and looked at the poor child.

It is estimated that for the first time in a hundred years after his death, he was so happy.

In fact, they don't need to sleep, but they feel that they need to sleep, thinking that they are still alive, in fact, staying up for a few Chinese New Year's Eve is not a big problem, and they don't have to worry about Ning Yun at all.

Ning Zheng could only go back to bed to meditate, feeling that his abdomen was warm and his aura was moisturizing.

I practiced with this.

The cultivation speed has indeed doubled.

Obviously, the aura contained in the spiritual flesh is easier to digest than the aura of Faqian.

After all, too.

The effect of magic money is to store and release energy again and again, as the driving source of magic weapons and formations, it is a trading currency, and the cultivation efficiency of directly absorbing the spiritual energy of magic money is very low.

As a result, Ning Zheng is looking forward to the efficacy of Lingmi!

If there is meat, how can there be no rice?

Rice and meat are life.

Next, Ning Zheng began to practice the precise control of mental damage shadow poison, began to prick needles at the toad, and thought about the next development plan.

After the crow is beaten, there is no shortage of materials for novice blacksmiths to practice, and the villa can be regarded as entering a period of peace.

Next, they had to sharpen their iron, make ornaments, weave, and study medical skills.

At the same time, you have to update the server yourself.

Ning Zheng used the [Blossom Wealth] account to secretly peep at the screen in the past few days, and found that they had been complaining about a problem.

The money is too heavy and inconvenient to carry.

Now everyone is very poor, doing tasks every day, striking iron, and most people only get one or two magic coins.

One or two savings are fine, but what about more money in the future?

Although the money can be strung up and hung on the waist, it is also inconvenient.

The monks outside the family use storage bags, and they don't have this worry, but Ning Zheng doesn't have a storage bag himself, so how can he give them a storage bag to hold the money?

There should have been demons on the mountain before, but the infighting broke out, and there was nothing left for Ning Zheng.

Now Ning Zheng has two ideas.

1. Digital currency, directly into a string of numbers, placed on the personal attribute page.

I told Xiao Ai's assistant about this.

Xiao Ai said that it can be done completely, after all, each person only adds or subtracts a string of numbers, and it is a highly intelligent AI assistant.

2. Forge Sword Villa and make your own storage bags.

It's a bit high-end!

The storage bag is a product that requires space-like monster materials, as well as a high-level forging master.

Ning Zheng decisively chose the first one.

It took him more than 30 minutes to add a new digital currency system with Xiao Ai's assistant, and he personally experimented with it.

There are two capabilities: trading currency, bookkeeping function.

After finishing this little thing, Ning Zheng thought about it and simply did it once and for all, adding a [forum] function that they had been thinking about, so that the audience in the queue could post in it.

After completing everything, Ning Zheng felt a full sense of accomplishment.

Then looking at the more than 7,000 qi luck value in his hand, he began to think about how to spend it!

After all, what's the use of having so much luck?

Save money for a big opportunity?

At present, the cultivation is too low, and most of the opportunities are not chances, and if you can't keep them, it's a disaster!

Spend early, enjoy early, and increase your cultivation speed early.

He was a man of decisive action.

"Just try to grow spiritual rice and gather the three elements of the foundation of cultivation!"

He thought about it for a moment and went to the balcony to pick up the potted plant.

All that remains of the plant is a solitary trunk with some yellow leaves.

Linggen: Wine rice.

A kind of spiritual rice with local characteristics.

There are also wild ones out there that are out there.

Because of its low threshold and wide popularity among monks, being a Lingnong has always been the most popular way out.

This plant was occasionally found by Ning Zheng on the road from the mountain, and it was transplanted here as a bonsai by the way.

"You can try to start making Lingmi."

Ning Zheng showed a thoughtful look, "You can even do it in one step, you don't need an ordinary general spirit rice, you can directly get a yin attribute spirit rice that belongs to my spirit root!" ”

Ning Zheng is very ambitious, and if you want to do it, you will do the best!

Like the meat field, this world is magical, and Lingmi is also divided into two categories.

One is universal spiritual rice, which can be eaten by anyone.

One is the attribute spirit rice, which is tailored according to the spiritual root of your person, and belongs to the high-end private custom spirit rice!

Like what.

The spirit roots of the ice dragon system of a certain sect are in the same lineage, and they are monopolized by the sect, and they are only cultivated and cultivated in the sect, and they will use their own ice attribute essence blood to water the spirit rice.

After batches of spiritual rice can't bear to wither and die, a certain strain will survive and become an ice-attribute spiritual rice contaminated with blood.

This is an ice dragon spirit rice that can only be eaten by oneself, an ice dragon attribute spirit root, and it is difficult for others to absorb!

This tests the foundation of a sect.

The signs of a strong sect are:

High-level spiritual field, attribute spiritual rice!

These are the roots of inheritance, from the hard work of generations!

The true inheritance of the great sects, why is it that in his twenties, he is in the four visceral realms, and the speed is as much as four or five times faster than others?

Because people have a heritage and a heritage!

Eat the attribute spirit rice tailored for your spiritual root!

If you have a loose cultivation without a foundation, even if you have obtained the spiritual root against the sky, and you have no supporting background, how can you surpass the accumulation and efforts of countless generations of others for your own spiritual root?

So.

Ning Zheng said that he had engaged in this seemingly beautiful Heavenly Spirit Root, but he fell into the pit, and there was no supporting inheritance at all!

Ning Zheng wants the speed of his top peers, so he can only cultivate the first package of his spiritual root:

Shadow attribute Lingmi.

In front of him, Ning Zheng planned to use his essence blood to water the spiritual rice.

As long as Lingdao is not swept to death by the violent and ancient bloodline essence blood, it will successfully survive and mutate, and be dyed with its own shadow attributes!

The probability of success is extremely low.

And how important is a person's original essence and blood?

It is called immortal blood, which is the condensation of the immortal root of a person's flesh and blood, and after several failures, the whole person is completely abolished.

Only one big sect, hundreds or thousands of monks, cultivating the same kind of spiritual root, can have the ability to raise the power of the sect to cultivate their own exclusive spiritual rice!

Call!

"In this way, I can only make a single bet, break the monopoly, and fight for a miracle with a very small probability."

Under the moonlight, Ning Zheng took a deep breath and thought about the past, what is cultivating immortals? Obey for the mortal, reverse for the immortal! Chance depends on life to fight, to fight, this time should also be born to death, gambling less than one in a thousand possibilities.

"I'd rather Zheng be able to go step by step from a slave in the villa to today, and become the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, all by gambling again and again, and fighting hard and working hard all my life!"

"Luck, fill up."

【-7193】

Stud is an art.

He cut open his fingertips, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his vitality was injured, as if he was dying, and a drop of origin essence blood fell.

Tick.

The rice withered rapidly.

The weak plants were washed by the powerful breath of ancient blood, and their vitality was rapidly depleted, and they were completely withered.

A ray of vitality gradually emerges from the silence and death, and it recovers in the silence.

The dead wine rice pulls out new green.

The new shackles were opened, and a new spiritual root was revealed, and the mutant wine rice contaminated with the smell of thin blood ushered in a new life.