When He Miaomiao woke up, it was already the middle of the day, and when she saw that there were already people outside serving Lingzhi, she hurriedly waved a few cleaning techniques to sort it out, and ran out of the door towards the hut on the far left.

Yu Yuanzheng had already received the spiritual plant, and at this time he was casting the rain condensation technique in the field, so that the dry and cracked land slowly regained its vitality. Seeing He Miaomiao coming out of the house, he only nodded slightly, then turned back to continue working without saying hello.

He Jian stood on the edge of his spiritual field, staring at He Miaomiao with a blank face, and it took a long time to throw out a low-level storage bag. "When you enter the sect, you have to abide by the rules of the sect! Next time, if you are lazy and sleepy, I will tell the miscellaneous servants and let them change people!"

He Miaomiao knew that she was indeed wrong, and seeing that He Jian had no intention of stopping to preach and warn, she had to stand aside and listen.

"You are used to cultivating in the wilderness, and you don't have a charter to act! From tomorrow, you must get up at the end of the day, and you can't rest until the end of noon! What you have in your hands is the Hundred Years Clear Dew Grass and the Blood Condensation Grass, all of which are first-order common spirit plants, start planting from today, and if there is any damage, it will be deducted from your personal spirit stone!"

He Miaomiao was a little dissatisfied now.

Planting spiritual grass, refining medicinal liquids, and refining elixirs, no one dares to say that they are ten out of ten sure.

He Jian handed her a storage bag of spiritual grass and asked her to transplant it in the lowest-level spiritual field, which was already difficult to do. Not only that, but she also wanted to ensure that the spirit grass was not damaged at all, and it was simply not a way to live. When the spirit grass is damaged, I don't know how many spirit stones I will have to lose.

"Senior Brother He, there will definitely be damage to the transplanted spirit grass, and natural and man-made disasters cannot be ruled out, so let me blindly compensate, right?"

Seeing He Miaomiao's rebuttal, He Jian's face was even more ugly, and he was crumpled and almost able to kill the flying insects.

"I said, Senior Sister, such a strong aura, such a good spiritual field, if you can even transplant a first-order spirit grass to death, then what are you still doing in Danfeng? Get out of the sect and do your old profession of casual cultivation, wouldn't it be easier to fight, rob, kill and kill?"

He Miaomiao knew that it didn't make sense to him, so she snorted lightly while pinching the storage bag, and turned around and went back to her Lingtian.

He Jian manages the low-level Lingtian and all the miscellaneous servants here, and she is greedy for a few spirit stones, and the sect also turns a blind eye, even if she makes a big fuss, it is useless.

In front of him, the spiritual field has dried up and cracked into blocks, and the deep and shallow ravines cover the entire acre, and the spiritual energy emitted from it will not disperse, and there will be no vitality at all.

The spiritual field is also divided into three levels, each of which corresponds to the spiritual plant, and the same grade is the most suitable for growth.

But outside, the spiritual fields are usually just spiritual soil, and the distribution is uneven. It is possible that the first-order spirit plant grows in the second-order spiritual soil, and it is also possible that the third-order spirit plant grows in the first-order spiritual soil.

High-level spiritual plants outside are usually very rare, and as long as they can survive, they are already in the right place and time.

However, it does not grow in the most suitable spiritual soil, and the growth is still not as vigorous as the artificial distribution of the sect, which is also the main reason why the sect has abundant elixir spiritual plants.

Generally speaking, monks can only choose to plant in spiritual fields of the same level as themselves according to their cultivation.

It's not because the spiritual field is harmful to the monks, but because the grade of the spiritual plant is high, and the spiritual power and divine consciousness required for planting are greater.

He Miaomiao looked at the first-order spiritual field in front of her, shook her head helplessly, hung the storage bag on her body, and carried the rain condensation technique to start nourishing the parched land.

The aura around her was not strong, her hands flew and pinched, and after five breaths, a palm-sized dark cloud condensed, which drifted away in the air, and even the rain could not form a thread.

"He Daoyou, you have to keep the clouds for a long time and absorb the aura in the air before you can condense the rain!" Yu Yuanzheng watched from a distance for a while, and couldn't help but send a voice to her.

"Thank you Daoyou! I have only seen serving spiritual fields and planting spiritual plants on jade slips before, and this is the first time I have tried it, so I really don't know where to start. ”

He Miaomiao replied to the transmission, and under the guidance of Yuan Zheng, the dark clouds were condensed step by step, gradually forming a scale in mid-air, covering half an acre of spiritual field, and constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

The dark clouds became darker and darker, and He Miaomiao also felt that the movements in her hands were heavier, as if she was about to break through the clouds.

Bang la la la ...

The clouds rolled over the Lingtian for a while, and finally it rained sparsely.

The spiritual rain penetrated the land like silk, making the thin aura gradually increase, and the cracked ravines were also slowly moistened in more and more rain, which made He Miaomiao quite satisfied.

The rain condensation technique is to use the monk's own spiritual power to play a trick to gather the surrounding spiritual energy into clouds and rain, and the rain is actually full of spiritual energy essence, which is the most effective way to nourish and restore the spiritual field.

If it is a monk with a single wood spiritual root, the effect of using the rain condensation technique will be better, He Miaomiao is a four-spirit root after all, and the gathered spiritual energy is also mixed, so all the time in the morning is used to restore the spiritual field, and only half of the spiritual soil is poured into shape.

After meditating and recovering her aura, He Miaomiao found that it was the end of noon, so she planned to go down to the peak to eat in the dining hall, and by the way, she had a conversation with He Quanling.

"He Daoyou is going to the main peak dining hall?" Yu Yuanzheng saw that she had collected her work and was about to set off, so he jumped over with the light body technique.

"Yes, Yu Daoyou want to go with you?"

"I have Bigu Dan, so I won't go. I want to remind He Daoyou that the main peak has a lot of ears, and you must be careful when you speak and act. ”

Seeing that he seemed to mean something, He Miaomiao also grimaced, nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Yu Daoyou, I will definitely avoid idlers when I discuss with my eldest brother." ”

Yu Yuanzheng nodded with satisfaction, then said goodbye to He Miaomiao, turned around and returned to Lingtian.

......

"You are He Quanling's sister?"

Just approaching the dining hall, a girl from the ninth layer of Qi refining was wearing a light purple gauze robe, pulling Wei Yunge, who looked like a little white flower, and asked He Miaomiao with a fierce question.

"What's the matter with you?" He Miaomiao was angry when she saw Wei Yunge, not to mention that this purple-clothed female cultivator looked like a teacher asking for sin, which made people annoyed to see it.

The purple-clothed girl raised her head and stood in front of Wei Yunge, who was cowering. "Hmph, you go tell He Quanling and let him personally apologize to Yun Ge, otherwise I will make you two look good!"

He Miao pursed her mouth, "I'm already good-looking... You go and tell Wei Yunge that if you want to fight or kill the sect, see you outside, and find less to use some outstanding birds. ”

"Who do you say is a bird!" The purple-clothed female cultivator's face turned red with anger, and she pointed at He Miaomiao and wanted to scold, but she didn't scold for a long time with her mouth open.

At this moment, He Quanling flew over from a distance, and saw that the three of them seemed to be arguing, his eyes shot at Wei Yunge like a knife, and his face turned red with anger.

"Division... Senior brother..."Wei Yunge didn't seem to notice it, his face was full of redness, his eyes were full of affection, and he glanced at He Quanling without looking.

He Miaomiao's heart was thundering, no wonder the atmosphere was so weird, it turned out to be a girl Huaichun.