Chapter 81

Although the new spiritual plant system is not useful, the more chips in hand, the better. Who would complain about having too many good things in hand?

Lin Qinghen is always very organized. He sets a small goal for himself every period of time and then does everything he can to achieve it.

After achieving something, do not be attached to it and immediately switch to the next one without dragging your feet and wasting time.

He didn't even take the time to enjoy the results, as if he was always working hard. After all, his current achievements were still far from Lin Qinghen's vision.

So he began to make plans according to his current actual situation and needs, and every day was fulfilling and regular.

He spent about half of his time every day preparing secret potions and giving Lin Yunsi advice. The rest of his time was spent looking for new spiritual plants that could be used with this method, and trying them one by one.

Lin Qinghen also took advantage of this time to try out many of his new conjectures.

He initially wanted to break through the levels and prove whether this method was also applicable to Xuan-level spiritual plants, but unfortunately, it was not applicable.

Xuan-level spiritual plants can grow on the polluted soil of Beizhou, and their ability to withstand damage is stronger.

There is a difference of one level between Xuan Grade and Huang Grade, which can be said to be a world of difference. Some Xuan Grade spiritual plants even have obvious self-awareness and thinking ability, and are not so easily influenced or deceived by copied auras.

Lin Qinghen tried to increase the proportion of demonic energy to promote mutation, but the demonic energy became uncontrollable when it reached a certain level, becoming more obviously aggressive and unpredictable.

Lin Qinghen almost couldn't control it. The situation of the Xuan-level spiritual plants was obviously much more complicated than that of the Huang-level. The situations were very different, so this method was useless.

In the spirit world, there really is no permanent solution. However, being able to create a new world in the Yellow Realm is of great significance. He does not intend to achieve success overnight, so he will take things slowly.

However, Lin Yunsi felt it was terrifying when he saw him doing the experiment. Lin Qinghen's degree of concentration was unimaginable to others, as if he was risking his life.

After all, he was only at the Yellow Rank Seven Stars. The demonic energy was already very concentrated to the point where the Black Rank spiritual plants could react. The concentration in the soil was not enough, and Lin Qinghen even pestered Yin Jiuxiao to give him extra.

The demonic energy was obviously aggressive. After several experiments, Lin Qinghen had no idea how many times he had been stabbed. Although such small attacks could not summon the protective spiritual weapons on his body, being invaded by the demonic energy was the most painful.

Lin Yunsi looked at his hands, which were blue and red, and sometimes bleeding. Sometimes the arms were red when buried in the soil, and when they were pulled out, they were covered with fine and dense wounds, just like needle pricks. This was caused by the demonic energy.

This person seemed not to be afraid of pain. Even though he knew it would hurt, he still tried again and again until he proved that this method really didn't work and then he gave up.

"No," he heard Lin Qinghen muttering to himself, absentmindedly applying medicine to his hands, "Let's try another way."

Lin Yunsi hasn't learned it yet. He just tried it once and didn't dare to touch it again. It really hurt.

As expected, anyone's success is conditional. Lin Qinghen has a photographic memory, is smart, ruthless and crazy.

Lin Yunsi followed him and felt that he had grown a lot in the past month or so, and he had become more stable.

But Lin Qinghen also has troubles.

After all, things are different from before. His current status is no longer the same as before, and he no longer has the conditions to do research quietly.

In recent days, too many people have come to see Lin Qinghen.

Diemeng knew his personality, and Yu Yinyin was in charge of most things, so she let him focus on his research. She would only come to him occasionally when there was something important, and then she would talk to him briefly and then leave, so that he wouldn't have to worry about other things.

But the Yin family and the Alchemist Association are not like that. They have no tact at all.

Perhaps it was because Lin Qinghen had made too many decisions in the past and did everything himself, so whenever there was a problem at the plantation, he would come to him first, asking all kinds of questions and asking for this and that.

Lin Qinghen was so annoyed that he didn't want to see anyone.

He had taught it clearly enough before. If there were any questions, the people from Diemeng were there and could answer them at any time. And since Yu Yinyin didn't say there was any big problem, Lin Qinghen thought there was no problem.

He became completely quiet, and seemed a little autistic, as if the Lin Qinghen who had rushed out to kill him before was an illusion.

When I get annoyed, I just say "solve it yourself!" to the person who delivered the message as a reply.

I don’t know whether others are happy or not, but Yin Jiuxiao is quite happy.

Lin Qinghen is right beside him and won’t go anywhere else. Isn’t this a good thing?

While he was doing research, Yin Jiuxiao was busy with his own work, and he could still help when Lin Yunsi was not around. Besides, Lin Qinghen was not so obsessed with his research now.

As long as he said a few words in a soft tone that he missed her, Lin Qinghen would come out quickly, and the two of them would spend a lot of time together.

But others have suffered a lot for this young couple.

Wei Lin has been working hard to stop people outside the yard these days. According to Lin Qinghen's instructions, no matter who comes, just say he is not there. Once, even Mu Jiu came to find him in person, and Wei Lin still used the same excuse to communicate, but was exposed by him.

"I've asked people, Master Lin didn't go to Diemeng, and he's not seen in the city. He's right here," Mu Jiu said, his face not looking good either. "What is Master Lin busy with? This thing has finally started, everyone is busy, but he's hiding instead. What's this saying?"

Wei Lin didn't know. Mu Jiu was not an ordinary person. He didn't dare to be too blunt or say anything. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Well, isn't it too busy these days? We need to give him a rest... I see that Young Master Lin is accompanying our Young Master these days."

Mu Jiu looked incredulous: "What did you say? There are so many things going on outside, why is he accompanying Yin Jiuxiao?"

Wei Lin was trying to fool around: "We are just a young couple. We don't understand at our age. President Mu, please bear with us."

Although Mu Jiu knew that he was talking nonsense and making excuses, he still couldn't get in after going around in circles. In the end, he really threw his sleeves and left in anger.

Lin Qinghen knew why he came to see her. When the two of them were soaking in the bathtub at night, he lazily talked about this with Yin Jiuxiao.

"Spiritual Soul Pills are popular outside, and I guess he was tempted to try it, so he got some materials in advance and tried to make a batch himself, but found that it was not as good as Diemeng's," Lin Qinghen said, "It was the same with the previous Hemostatic Powder. He noticed the difference time and time again, but couldn't find the reason, so naturally he came to me."

This gap is of course due to the 10% bonus from Lin Qinghen’s system.

Lin Qinghen had nothing to say in response, and nothing to explain, so of course he refused to see him.

The Alchemist Association is like this. What the Yin family came to him for is not as good as this. They are all trivial matters.

It's just that some people have been lazy for a long time and haven't done anything serious, so they are a little flustered for a while. There are plenty of people to take care of this kind of thing. It doesn't matter if you make small mistakes. Just correct them. As long as the general direction is correct, it's fine.

Lin Qinghen did not intend to be a babysitter for the entire Tears City. He took the initiative when everyone was indifferent, and he could step back when everyone became enthusiastic. This was called waiting and giving others the opportunity to fully exert their subjective initiative.

He only draws three layers of all the gains. He cannot take care of everything. Everyone is involved. It is not in his own interest. So don't rely on him completely. He has already pointed out the way and taught you the ways and methods. Just figure it out on your own.

Just like flying a kite, you need to let it fly for a while and then pull it for a while, then it will last long.

While listening, Yin Jiuxiao was washing his hair from behind. After doing it last time, he became very skilled at it because he knew that Lin Qinghen would feel more comfortable this way. After washing his hair, he also gave him a finger massage.

"It would be better if you worry less," Yin Jiuxiao said, "How can you handle everything if you are asked to do it all?

Lin Qinghen's hands were not good-looking. He had a lot of calluses on them from years of working. There was still dirt between his fingernails, which Yin Jiuxiao rubbed bit by bit until it was clean.

He had been doing an experiment before and injured his finger. After using medicine, a scab formed, and Yin Jiuxiao also saw it.

Lin Yunsi knew that he would get hurt if he did this, and as Yin Jiuxiao was the one who provided him with the demonic energy, he naturally knew it as well.

But Lin Qinghen was just that kind of person. He felt sorry for him, so holding him back and not letting him try was the worst option. So when he asked for magic energy, Yin Jiuxiao finally gave it to him.

His and Lin Qinghen's physical conditions are at two extremes.

Yin Jiuxiao healed very quickly from his injuries. No matter what the injury was, even if it was deep enough to see the bone, it would heal quickly. But Lin Qinghen was different. Even with the use of medicine, he would recover very slowly from a minor injury.

Many of the scars on Yin Jiuxiao's body had become very faint, and Lin Qinghen only noticed them after a careful look.

But Lin Qinghen has too many scars on his body, and they haven’t faded much over the years, and there are even some new ones recently.

Everyone says that Lin Qinghen is fierce and he has suffered a lot.

Yin Jiuxiao had been thinking of finding some medicine to help him take care of himself. Lin Qinghen said that he was carrying poison, and he had also seen it. The complexity was beyond his imagination. The knowledgeable Yin Jiuxiao couldn't explain what was going on.

But the poison problem couldn't be solved for the time being, so he wanted to at least heal his old injuries.

He couldn't stop Lin Qinghen from rushing forward, but he hoped to support him and make him feel better.

After a while, Lin Qinghen felt the other person hugging him from behind, and then a gentle force was transmitted from Yin Jiuxiao to him.

The last time he was in terrible pain after taking medicine, Yin Jiuxiao used this power to regulate his breathing. Long-term use does have some warming effect.

"Stop it."

But Lin Qinghen felt a little repulsive and moved in his arms. He knew his own body well. For every ten points Yin Jiuxiao gave, he could only receive one point at most. What a waste.

He felt that his health was not that bad. But Yin Jiuxiao held him tightly and didn't move. There was no room for negotiation.

With Lin Qinghen's level of spiritual power, there are very few medicines that can be used. Even if Yin Jiuxiao finds some for him, he cannot withstand the effects of the medicine. After thinking it over, he can only use this method.

Obviously, it was a rare powerful force in the world, but at this moment, he took an unconventional path, softening his breath to a low point, nurturing Lin Qinghen's body.

And it really worked. After Yin Jiuxiao did it several times, he clearly felt that the old injuries in his body showed signs of improvement. Lin Qinghen was too thin before, and he could just hold her waist with one hand. Now that he was taking care of her, she finally grew some soft flesh.