I couldn't afford the bride price, so I had to marry the Demon Sect Saintess

Chapter 10

"Shiquan. Dabu porridge?"

Qin Gengyun looked down at a large pot of unknown purple mucus, feeling a little guilty, and asked Qiu Zhihe:
"Friend Qiu, do you like adding things to your porridge?"

Qiu Zhihe nodded and said solemnly:
"I added deer antler, cynomorium, epimedium, leek seeds, cistanche, hippocampus, dodder, sealwort, privet lucidum, and cinnamon to make the porridge a complete complement."

Qin Gengyun was dumbfounded when he heard that: "The ten kinds are all yang-strengthening medicinal materials? Then why, is this porridge purple?"

"I also added half a plant of Guyuan grass."

Qiu Zhihe said.

Guyuancao is a low-level spiritual grass, and it is a medicinal material for refining the first-grade elixir "Ranqingsan".

Itself has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating vitality, nourishing yin and strengthening yang.

Combined with these top ten aphrodisiac medicinal materials, the effect is really terrifying.

It's just that the smell is indeed a bit sweet, Qin Gengyun pinched his nose, and tentatively said:
"Friend Qiu, why don't we drink together?"

"No, I can't drink." Qiu Zhihe shook his head.

"Why?" Qin Gengyun refused.

Qiu Zhihe said seriously: "If I drink it, the ice and fire in my body will be even worse, and you may not be able to hold it for thirty breaths."

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Qin Gengyun's face darkened and he sighed.

That's all, it's for the dignity of a man.

Qiu Zhihe went into the kitchen and took out a big wooden spoon for soup, and handed it to him.

Qin Gengyun took it, took a spoonful, frowned and drank it into his mouth.

He chewed a few times quickly, trying not to taste the taste, and swallowed quickly.

"vomit."

Qiu Zhihe frowned: "Not good?"

Qin Gengyun handed her the spoon: "You try?"

Qiu Zhihe looked at him indifferently, Qin Gengyun had no choice but to withdraw his hand, took another spoonful, and drank it into his mouth in pain.

"vomit."

In the narrow rental house, the delicate woman in a black dress looked indifferent, and the man sitting opposite was retching and drinking porridge, harmonious and happy.

After half a stick of incense, most of the pot of "Shiquan Dabu Porridge" was finally drunk.

Qin Gengyun couldn't drink anymore, so Qiu Zhihe took the pot back to the kitchen.

"It's not overcooked this time."

Qin Gengyun no longer vomited, and stretched out his thumb to praise.

Qiu Zhihe was startled, sat down, and did not speak.

Qin Gengyun suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously: "Other medicinal materials are common, but this Guyuan grass is a panacea, and one plant can also get one spirit stone. Did you buy it?"

Qiu Zhihe silently pointed to the bottom of the bed, and then Qin Gengyun noticed that a blue flower pot had been placed there at some point, and the body of the pot was engraved with talisman seals.

"Spirit planting pot?"

Qin Gengyun was a little surprised, and looked at Qiu Zhihe: "Why do you have this thing?"

In addition to the cultivation of spiritual power in this world of cultivating immortals, there are also seven major skills, alchemist, talisman master, spirit planter, formation master, weapon refiner, spirit beast master, and puppet master.

Among them, spiritual planters can grow all kinds of spiritual grasses and flowers, and high-grade spiritual planters can even cultivate heaven, material and earth treasures with spiritual knowledge.

The spirit plant pot is a tool for the spirit planter to cultivate the grass spirit flower, just like the alchemy fan for the alchemist.

Qin Gengyun wondered, how could Qiu Zhihe have such an artifact?
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"I'm a spirit planter."

Qiu Zhihe sat quietly and said calmly.

"You are actually a spiritual planter?"

Qin Gengyun was pleasantly surprised and asked quickly:

"How many levels?"

There is a saying among alchemists:

"The biggest dream of an alchemist is to marry two wives, a spirit planter and a formation master."

Because alchemists consume the most resources, one is the medicinal materials, and the other is the upgrade of the alchemy furnace.

A spiritual planter can cultivate all kinds of elixir, and marrying a spiritual planter's wife will reduce the consumption of medicinal materials by more than half.

In addition to the material, the upgrade of the alchemy furnace depends more on the spirit gathering array engraved in the alchemy furnace.

The reason why the spirit-gathering furnace is more expensive than the low-level bronze furnace is because there is a spirit-gathering array engraved inside it that can comprehensively improve the efficiency of alchemy.

And a formation master's wife can upgrade your alchemy furnace by one level for free, which is what every alchemist dreams of.

Hearing that Qiu Zhihe is actually a spiritual planter at this moment, Qin Gengyun's mind suddenly came up with the image of picking free medicinal materials and throwing them into the alchemy furnace as if he didn't want money.

This is really wonderful!

"Just reached the first level."

However, Qin Gengyun soon heard Qiu Zhihe's cold voice.

"Uh..." Qin Gengyun smiled awkwardly: "The first level is not bad, hehe."

The first-level spiritual planter can only be regarded as barely getting started, and the spiritual flowers and grasses that can be cultivated are extremely limited. It is already the limit to be able to grow the lowest level of spiritual grass such as Guyuan grass.

As for Qingling grass, which contains more spiritual energy, it might be difficult.

Qiu Zhihe looked sideways out of the window, and said calmly, "It's late at night."

"Uh."

Qin Gengyun's belly tightened inexplicably, and he looked at her warily.

Although he also wanted to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, but he had done it six times last night, so he had to take a break today, otherwise he would have died under his wife's skirt before dying of erysipelas.

"Get some rest early."

Qiu Zhihe got up, walked to the bed, took off her coat, and got on the bed.

She pulled up the quilt and turned her back to Qin Gengyun.

After a while, her breathing became even, and she actually fell asleep.

Phew. Qin Gengyun heaved a sigh of relief.

It seemed that she couldn't bear the continuous work of these two days.

After all, she is a first-time wife.

Qin Gengyun felt relieved, put away the pot and bowl, and carried it into the kitchen. Looking at the remaining half of the Shiquan Dabu porridge in the pot, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yesterday's porridge was cooked black, although today's taste is still lacking, but at least it is no longer mushy.

After all, she cooked porridge with all her heart.

Qin Gengyun walked out of the kitchen, the moonlight outside the window was like water, pouring on the ground, and everything was silent in the narrow rain alley.

It is time to rest.

Qin Gengyun took off his coat, got on the bed lightly, pulled up half of the quilt, and lay down on his side.

With a relaxed mind, close your eyes.

He could feel the slight heat in his abdomen. It seems that the Shiquan Dabu porridge is indeed effective. Take a good rest today, and tomorrow night I will show my power and restore the man's dignity.

"have you slept?"

A crisp voice came from behind, and Qin Gengyun subconsciously turned over:
"Ok?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body sank, those cold almond eyes were like the pupils of a monster in a nightmare, pressing towards him like a mountain toppled over.

"Friend Qiu, you!"

The house collapsed and shook, and the moonlight trembled outside the window.

Thirty breaths later.

[Marital intimacy: 5/100.Intimacy is too low, no bonus]

[Cultivation points obtained this time: 2]

Qin Gengyun stared unwillingly at the illusory text in front of him, and said to Qiu Zhihe who had turned his back:

"Friend Qiu, didn't you say you want to rest earlier? Why?"

Qiu Zhihe's voice was cold: "It's only thirty breaths, don't delay the rest."

"What did you say? Fellow Daoist Qiu, you... ah!"

Thirty breaths later.

[Marital intimacy: 5/100.Intimacy is too low, no bonus]

[Cultivation points obtained this time: 2]

"Friend Qiu, wait, you, you are too heavy...ah!"

This night, the moonlight was bright and clear, and the breeze was soft.

(End of this chapter)