Chapter 5

A new day starts with going to the market

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that before they knew it, the sky was already dyed orange.

The kitchen was clean and tidy. Yan Qingyan took out a bag of spiritual rice and some spiritual vegetables and fruits from the package, but she was dazed when she saw the unfamiliar kitchen utensils in front of her.

How to make a fire? How to cook? How to cook?

Yan Qingyan, who only knew how to cook with a rice cooker and a small electric rice cooker, was dumbfounded.

As for Ling Mochen, he just happened to take a fasting pill before setting off and didn't even think about eating.

One Bigu Pill can fill the stomach for seven days. Most of the people who practice Taoism practice Bigu Pill. The raw materials for this pill can be found everywhere and it is also simple to refine. Most alchemists start by learning how to refine Bigu Pill. It is the most common pill in the world of Taoism.

In this life, Yan Qingyan also grew up eating fasting pills before her memory was restored, but after her memory was restored, she wished she would never see this ghost thing again.

Delicious food! Magic rice and magical vegetables! This tasteless pill has wasted so much of my precious time enjoying delicious food!

This is no longer the stinking apocalypse, but a fragrant world of cultivation filled with spiritual energy!

Ling Mochen saw Yan Qingyan standing still at the kitchen door, and understood what was going on. He chuckled and asked, "I still have some fasting pills. Do you want one?"

Yan Qingyan:......

Looking at the porcelain bottle that Ling Mochen handed over, Yan Qingyan silently replied, "If there is no appetite, what is the fun of cultivating immortals?"

Ling Mochen:......

In the end, Yan Qingyan only ate dozens of spiritual fruits to fill her stomach.

It was already late, and the pile of luggage that Yan Qingyan brought with her had not yet been packed. She went into another bedroom and began to set up her new home.

The moon was bright in the sky, and its clear silver light spread on the ground, shining through the window sill, illuminating a busy and cheerful figure.

The next morning, Yan Qingyan found the village chief and hired someone to turn over the seven acres of spiritual fields under her name, and even the small vegetable garden in the courtyard.

The spiritual energy in Yujiang Village is thin, and only some low-level spiritual plants can be grown. The most common plants grown by nearby villagers are blue vanilla, orchid fruit, water crabapple flower, etc. When the harvest comes, they will be sold to the family business, which is the business under her Yan family.

But the head of the family has already allocated Yujiang Village to the Ling family, and the next connection may be the Ling family's business.

Yan Qingyan does not intend to follow the same path as the villagers. She plans to use three acres of spiritual fields to plant Weiling flowers, two acres to plant Bone-penetrating Grass, and the remaining two acres to plant other miscellaneous spiritual plants. Ling Mochen said that these two are the main ingredients for refining the top-grade medicine for injuries - Weiling ointment, and the profit is much higher than directly selling spiritual plants.

But these are only the obvious sources of income; the precious spiritual plants naturally depend on her spiritual spring space.

Thinking of space, Yan Qingyan looked up at the sky, wanting to cry but without tears.

She had originally planned to buy a young Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass and then concentrate resources to cultivate the first thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass. However, she had never expected that this space not only swallowed crystal cores, but also spirit stones!

She had worked hard for more than ten years to save up just a few spirit stones, and they were gone just like that!

Although the spiritual energy in the space became a little richer and its range expanded to the width of a fingernail, and the growth rate of the spiritual plants increased by a few days, it did not alleviate Yan Qingyan's inner depression at all.

Dantian is the most urgent issue!

There is no use regretting. Yan Qingyan’s motivation was completely aroused. She wanted to earn enough spirit stones in the shortest possible time to buy the Hongmeng Purple Spirit Grass!

Apart from the wages for plowing the land, Yan Qingyan took the remaining silver with her and took the village ox cart to go shopping in town.

Buy seeds, buy seedlings! She wants to buy all kinds of seeds in town!

......

After Yan Qingyan left, the village suddenly became lively.

"Come on, come on, there's work to do! Turn over all seven acres of land!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it! I'm free!"

“I’m coming too!”

"The management team that came this time is actually a young couple. They seem to be quite friendly and they are not the type to bully others."

"Yes, she has a really good temperament and looks good, it's comfortable to look at her!"

"Finally someone is planting these seven acres of land. They have been abandoned for four or five years. I feel it is a waste just looking at them!"

"I don't know what they are going to plant. I heard that our village is no longer under the management of the Yan family. So will we still harvest the blue vanilla from our family?"

"Harvest. We only grow a few crops in this area. The yields of every household are similar. Just plant as usual."

"That's good, that's good."

"Hey, you guys think, is the young master sick? His face is so pale!"

"It's so obvious. Maybe he was sent here because he was sick. What a pitiful thing."

"Medicine for injuries is not cheap these days."

"Hey~ I'm the young master or young lady of a big family, how can I not be able to afford medicine for my injuries?"

"That's right~"

"Not necessarily. I heard that big families are cruel and have no humanity at all."

"......"

In the house.

Ling Mochen was awakened by the noise outside and walked out of the room trembling.

His injuries were already severe, and they worsened after being beaten by Ling Yaozu. He would fall into a coma from time to time.

Ling Mochen first went to the kitchen and scooped a glass of water to drink. As soon as the water entered his stomach, a clear and warm current instantly swept through his limbs and bones, and even the pain in his dantian was relieved a little.

Um?

Ling Mochen was stunned. Could it be that this water...had medicine added to it?

Ling Mochen wanted to find Yan Qingyan to ask something, but when he looked up, he saw the note placed on the round table in the living room.

There was only one sentence written crookedly on it.

'I'm going to the town to attend the market. Let's start our plan to earn spirit stones today! '.

Ling Mochen chuckled and picked up the note, feeling as if a warm current was flowing through his chest.

When he first came to Yujiang Village, he was in a very miserable state. He felt that the road ahead of him was dark. Returning to dust alone in a strange place where no one cared was his destined destination.

However, in just two days, he seemed to have passed through the darkness before dawn, and actually felt that it would be nice to live out his life peacefully in this inconspicuous little village.

The change in mood is huge.

Outside the house, the villagers were still working busily, a group of children were running and playing back and forth, a few swallows were chirping non-stop under the eaves, the flowers in the corner were blooming, colorful and brilliant, a ray of golden sunlight shone on him through the half-open window, and suddenly, Ling Mochen realized that he had never carefully experienced the life of this world before.

In the past, he devoted himself to cultivation, and focused all his attention on how to obtain resources and how to make himself stronger.

Competition is fierce within the Ling family, and so is the whole family's ethos. Even the whole Qingyang City and even the entire cultivation world is like this. The ecology of the survival of the fittest forces people to constantly compete and practice. When will they stop to appreciate the beauty of this world?

At the entrance of Yujiang Village, an ox cart carrying a crowd of people returned.

From a distance, Ling Mochen saw a familiar figure, laughing and chatting with the villagers beside him against the bright sunlight.

She was wearing a blue dress and her hair was casually tied up with a blue headband, looking casual and natural.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, as beautiful as an ancient painting.

Buzz~~~

In an instant, Ling Mochen seemed to hear the sound of a barrier being broken, stirring up the remaining spiritual power in his body's meridians, but when it touched the wound in his dantian, it fell silent.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a common saying of sudden enlightenment, which is related to the level of cultivation of the heart of Tao. Each sudden enlightenment is comparable to taking a elixir that can break through one's level.

"What a bad time for enlightenment~" Ling Mochen chuckled and shook his head.

Ling Mochen pushed the door open and walked out, his eyes meeting the woman in blue who turned around to look back.

"I'm back!"

Yan Qingyan smiled and pointed to the pile of packages behind her, which were the results of her trip today.

She was very happy today. This was her first time shopping after her rebirth, and also her first day to experience the daily life of the world after the end of the world.

In a world without zombies, every moment is a pleasure.

Everything has its limits, and good times will come after bad times. After the storm, the present is the best time.