After watering the ancestor, the remaining mountain spring water in the kettle that had been used to water the spiritual plants was poured over his head.
Chu Ci withdrew his hand. The little girl held the long-spouted kettle, placed it next to her head, shook it, and made sure that there was no water in it before putting the long-spouted kettle away.
That’s right, this kind of spiritual weapon like the long-spouted pot is the spiritual weapon passed down from generation to generation in the Chu family.
Chu Ci's was a pot, Chu's father's was a hoe, and Chu's mother's was a sickle.
Although spiritual power can be used to activate other spiritual weapons, they are not as convenient to use as the spiritual weapons bound to oneself.
Moreover, these spiritual plants like their spiritual energy very much. Frequent use of these spiritual tools can also promote the rapid growth of these spiritual plants.
But Bai Xingjian liked this pot... She was a little confused as to why.
Bai Xingjian was still a little unsatisfied at this moment, so he stood up and shook off the water on his body. Two strands of black hair stuck to his forehead.
It looks a little funny.
Seeing the little girl put the pot away, he looked at it again.
Chu Ci blinked, stretched her head to take a look, and finally pursed her lips and said, "Don't you feel uncomfortable because of the wetness?"
The old ancestor raised his eyes to glance at the little girl, his expression quite innocent, and said with a wet body, "The spiritual power is locked up, and it is not convenient to use. It is uncomfortable."
The previous cleansing spell had already caused some discomfort in terms of triggering spiritual energy, and then there was the barrier just now.
Anyway, his wet body wouldn't have much of an impact. His spiritual energy was locked, but his realm was still there, and he wouldn't get sick or anything like that, so he was too lazy to move and would just wait for him to dry himself.
The old ancestor thought so, stood up, and a green leaf fell from his body.
It was probably stained on his clothes when he was sitting cross-legged just now, and now it fell to the ground so lightly.
The old ancestor who was clean and tidy just now now looks quite embarrassed.
Although there was no big reaction on his face.
But Chu Ci couldn't help but pull at his wet sleeves.
Why are you so uncouth?
Just don't use the spiritual power if it's not convenient?
Just wait for it to dry naturally.
Why do I feel like a naughty kid?
Chu Ci blinked.
Finally, he helped the old man to cast a spell to clean up his mess.
The old ancestor, who had returned to his neat and tidy state, lowered his handsome face and looked at himself.
When the little girl chanted the spell, the spiritual energy had to circle around him, forcing the water vapor out.
The feeling of the spiritual energy circling around him was quite comfortable.
The old man narrowed his eyes and thought seriously about the possibility of him rolling into the pool next to him every day and asking the little girl to cast a cleansing spell for him without being rejected.
After all, pinching one or two seems okay, but pinching them every time doesn't seem to work.
Thinking this seriously, the old ancestor raised his hand and patted Chu Ci on the head, and said seriously, "Not bad."
Not bad, you big-headed ghost.
Chu Ci twitched the corner of her lips, slapped his hand away, and raised her eyes, "Don't take pictures."
"Yeah, okay." The satisfied old ancestor was very easy to talk to. He withdrew his hand obediently, nodded like coaxing a child, and responded.
Bai Xingjian's love value +2, currently 15.
Looking at the man's expressionless face, Chu Ci's lips twitched, not knowing what to say to him.
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