[Fire Spiritual Root: Low Grade (1/100)]

The next morning, Chen An woke up from bed and looked at the pop-up message in front of him. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed.

He originally thought that he could simply and crudely increase his cultivation by +1, but in the end, what improved was his spiritual root aptitude, not the cultivation he had always desired.

But on second thought, he felt that being able to improve his fire spiritual roots seemed quite good.

Because the higher the grade of the fire spirit root, the better control he, as an alchemist, has over the alchemy fire.

The efficiency and quality of alchemy will also become higher.

Not to mention, the improvement of spiritual root qualifications is of great benefit to daily practice, and can increase the speed and upper limit of practice.

Inferior spiritual roots can achieve foundation building.

Medium-quality spiritual roots can produce golden elixir.

Superior quality spiritual roots can lead to the Nascent Soul stage.

And so on, the next highest spiritual roots are the best spiritual roots, the holy spiritual roots, the immortal spiritual roots, the divine spiritual roots...

The more Chen An thought about it, the more excited he became.

I feel that improving the aptitude of spiritual roots is not worse than directly improving cultivation.

It might even be better.

But how exactly.

That would depend on how much the speed of cultivation could be increased after the spiritual root qualifications were improved.

Thinking about it, Chen An had an idea and called up Wen Zhiyun's panel to check.

[Name: Wen Zhiyun]

[Attributes: Stunning beauty, excellent physique]

[Emotion: 1 star (1/100)]

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification Provided: 1]

"Excellent root bones?"

"Sure enough, my Taoist partner's cultivation talent is higher than that of ordinary cultivators."

Chen An couldn't help but smile silently as he thought about it, thinking that his guess had finally been confirmed.

Cover Wen Zhiyun with a blanket.

Put on your own clothes again.

Chen An quickly got out of bed and left the room, planning to eat something to fill his stomach before going to make the elixir.

After last night, he and Wen Zhiyun were no longer roommates.

It's a Taoist relationship.

Or in other words, a husband-wife relationship.

No matter which statement it is, it doesn't make much difference to him.

Because he treats everyone equally.

…

After a simple wash.

Chen An came into the hall and saw his young wife sitting at the dining table holding their daughter and feeding her breakfast.

They ate porridge.

My daughter is now more than nine months old.

I was weaned long ago.

Now I can not only drink porridge, but even eat soft rice.

"Husband, I'll go get you some porridge."

Seeing her husband coming into the hall, Gu Xinyue, who was sitting at the dining table drinking porridge, immediately stood up and said.

Chen An smiled and said, "No need, I can get it myself."

After saying that, he walked up to his wife and teased the daughter in her arms, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Husband, I will go with you."

Gu Xinyue followed closely behind.

Chen An smiled without saying anything and let her follow him.

According to the previously agreed date, he was supposed to spend the night at Bingzhazi's concubine's house.

But due to the special circumstances last night, he had to stay in Wen Zhiyun's room overnight, and could only ignore his concubine Bingzhazi for a night.

Come into the kitchen.

Chen An asked Gu Xinyue to sit aside for a while and said she wanted to have a bowl of porridge first.

Gu Xinyue was very obedient and sat there waiting for her husband to finish drinking.

After a while, I finished drinking the porridge.

Chen An didn't bother to waste time with Gu Xinyue.

Put down your dishes.

Close kitchen doors and windows.

The next second, he directly hugged Gu Xinyue, who was waiting anxiously beside him, into his arms to make up for his neglect of her last night.

More than an hour later.

Leave the kitchen.

Walk into the alchemy room.

Chen An skillfully built the stove and started the fire.

He planned to refine healing pills in the morning to be sent to the Bamboo Leaf Gang's logistics department, and refine love-breaking pills in the afternoon to be sold to the Treasure House, so that he could free up time in the evening to practice with his three wives and concubines.

"My lord, can I come in?"

The voice of my young wife Song Huaying was heard outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Chen An extinguished the fire in the furnace to prevent the temperature in the alchemy room from continuing to rise, and then said in a gentle voice:

"Well, come in."

“Crack—”

Song Huaying gently pushed the door open and walked in.

She was alone.

I didn’t see my daughter Chen Yuejian.

Chen An asked, "Where's Xiao Yuejian?"

"Xiao Yuejian is playing with Sister Gu in the yard."

Song Huaying smiled sweetly.

After she finished speaking, she walked to Chen An and stopped, and said with her beautiful eyes full of water: "Husband, Ying'er feels that my current knowledge of alchemy is still lacking, and I want you to pass on your experience to fill it."

"Ying'er seems to be very hardworking and studious."

"As long as my husband doesn't find Ying'er annoying, that's all."

"Husband, can you please speak slower? Ying'er can't digest it!"

Song Huaying's voice sounded a little tearful, and she was afraid that her husband would dislike her and think she was useless.

How could Chen An dislike her? He almost spoiled her to the sky.

"Okay, that's all you need to learn today. Go back and digest it well. I'll continue to teach you new alchemy experience tomorrow."

"Then I'll trouble you again tomorrow, my husband."

Song Huaying had learned a lot and left the alchemy room with a satisfied look on her face.

As soon as the young wife left, Wen Zhiyun walked in.

"How does the wound feel?"

Chen An expressed his concern to Wen Zhiyun with a gentle look on his face.

Wen Zhiyun's face flushed slightly. She didn't dare to make eye contact with Chen An. She looked up at the alchemy room unnaturally and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Much better, basically nothing serious. Thank you for helping me treat the wound yesterday."

"It doesn't matter what, why are you still being so reserved?"

Chen An rekindled the Dan Fire and joked with a smile on his face.

Although they had already gotten married last night, Wen Zhiyun was surprisingly thin-skinned when it came to love between men and women.

Being teased by Chen An like this, she felt so embarrassed that her head was about to smoke.

"Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

Wen Zhiyun bit her thin lips lightly, rolled her eyes at Chen An out of habit, and said with a displeased look on her face.

Yes, this is the taste.

The arrogance of a beautiful menopausal woman.

The figure of a young woman, the mentality of a young girl.

Chen An likes Wen Zhiyun like this.

He extinguished the newly lit Dan fire again, stood up and walked to Wen Zhiyun and hugged her in his arms, smiling and said: "Yun'er, in fact, your husband is more shameless than you think."

As he spoke, his men took action and began to take advantage of the proud and beautiful woman in his arms.

"Don't touch me!"

Wen Zhiyun suddenly turned her face and slapped his restless big hand away, saying in a somewhat angry voice: "You still owe me a marriage. When you marry me, you can touch me again!"

After saying that, she broke free from Chen An's embrace and quickly left the alchemy room.

Not being so angry that I left.

But I was just too embarrassed.

Even though they had sex last night, she was still not used to being too close to Chen An, and it would take some time for her to get used to it.

Looking at Wen Zhiyun's fleeing back, Chen An was a little amused.

It was Wen Zhiyun who didn't let him leave last night and asked him to do it quickly, but just now she blamed him for taking her body before getting married.

"Women are really unreasonable."

Chen An smiled helplessly, then returned to sit in front of the alchemy furnace, lit the fire for the third time and prepared to refine the elixir.

…

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the morning passed.

After lunch.

Rested for a while.

Chen An planned to go to the alchemy room to continue making pills.

As soon as I pushed open the door of the alchemy room, a loud shout came from outside the room.

"Everyone in Green Willow Lane!"

"From today on, the rewards for those who represent the Bamboo Leaf Gang in the battlefield and kill the Black Iron Villa monks will be doubled!"

"In the past, killing a person in the late stage of Qi Refining would reward one month of free rent, but now it can reward two months of free rent!"

"Are there any fellow Taoists who want to sign up on the spot?"

Following the shout of a Bamboo Leaf Gang deacon.

Many residents of Green Willow Lane, including Chen An, opened their windows to see what was happening outside.

But they just took a look, and not as many people came out to respond to the call as they did the first time.

Most people just took a look and quickly closed the window and disappeared.

Things are different now.

When the two gangs first went to war, the main forces on the battlefield were all cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Many residents in the core area who are in the late stage of Qi Refining can easily become mercenaries and make some money.

And now, the main force on the battlefield has become those in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Even the great masters of foundation building have entered the scene.

When you're a mercenary, the risks are multiplied.

It is true that residents in the core area want to earn rent-free certificates, but they don’t want to die.

The cost-effectiveness of going to the battlefield is not as good as before, which leads to many people being unwilling to sign up.

"Are there any fellow Taoists who want to sign up to participate?"

"Is there?"

"Is there anyone?"

The deacon of the Bamboo Leaf Gang shouted several times in succession.

Seeing that no resident responded to the call, he couldn't help but feel angry and embarrassed.

But he didn't say much and soon turned around and left Green Willow Lane.

Chen An stood at the window and witnessed the whole scene.

I felt a little uneasy about this.

Combined with the information I usually get from the treasure shop, and the double reward just told by the Bamboo Leaf Gang Deacon.

If nothing unexpected happens, the current Bamboo Leaf Gang should be short of manpower, and the situation on the battlefield is quite unfavorable.

If they continue to waste time like this, it will only be a matter of time before they are defeated by Black Iron Villa.

"I'm afraid I can't stay in the Bamboo Forest anymore. I have to break through to the second level of the alchemy realm as soon as possible, and see if I can join the Treasure Pavilion and become an alchemist there, so that I can get protection."

Chen An thought silently in his heart.

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