"Ten-complement... tonic porridge?"
Qin Gengyun looked down at a large pot of purple unknown mucus, feeling a little uneasy, and asked Qiu Zhihe:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you like to add things to your porridge, don't you?"
Qiu Zhihe nodded and said seriously:
"I added deer antler, Cynomorium songaricum, ophiopogonis, leek seeds, Cistanche deserticola, seahorse, Cuscuta australis, Polygonatum sibiricum, Ligustrum lucidum, and cinnamon bark to make a tonic porridge."
Qin Gengyun was stunned: "All ten are aphrodisiac herbs? Then why is this porridge purple?"
"I also added half a plant of Guyuan grass."
Qiu Zhihe said.
Guyuan grass is a low-level spiritual herb and is one of the medicinal ingredients used to refine the first-grade elixir "Ranqing Powder".
It has the effects of strengthening the foundation, nourishing yin and strengthening yang.
When combined with these ten aphrodisiac herbs, the effect is truly terrifying.
However, the smell was indeed a bit intoxicating. Qin Gengyun pinched his nose and said tentatively:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, how about we drink together?"
"No, I can't drink." Qiu Zhihe shook her head.
"Why?" Qin Gengyun was dissatisfied.
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 on for even thirty breaths."
“…”
Qin Gengyun's face turned dark and he sighed.
Never mind, just think of it as a man's dignity.
Qiu Zhihe went into the kitchen, took out a large wooden spoon for soup and handed it to him.
Qin Gengyun took it, scooped up a spoonful, frowned and drank it.
He chewed it quickly, trying not to taste it, and swallowed it quickly.
"vomit."
Qiu Zhihe frowned: "Not tasty?"
Qin Gengyun handed her the spoon and said, "Would you like to try it?"
Qiu Zhihe looked at him indifferently. Qin Gengyun had no choice but to take his hand back, scoop another spoonful, and drink it painfully.
"vomit."
In the narrow rental house, a pretty woman in a black dress had an indifferent expression, while the man sitting opposite her was drinking porridge while retching, living in harmony and happiness.
After half an incense stick of time, most of the pot of "Ten-Ingredient Tonic Porridge" was finally finished.
Qin Gengyun really couldn't drink any more, so Qiu Zhihe took the pot back to the kitchen.
“It wasn’t burnt this time.”
Qin Gengyun had stopped vomiting and gave a thumbs up in praise.
Qiu Zhihe was stunned for a moment, sat down and said nothing.
Qin Gengyun suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "Other medicinal herbs are common, but this Guyuan grass is a spiritual medicine. One plant costs one spiritual stone. Did you buy it?"
Qiu Zhihe silently pointed under the head of the bed, and Qin Gengyun noticed that a blue flowerpot had been placed there at some point, with talismans engraved on the pot.
"Spiritual plant pot?"
Qin Gengyun was a little surprised and looked at Qiu Zhihe: "How come you have this thing?"
In this world of immortal cultivation, in addition to the cultivation of spiritual power, there are seven major skills: alchemist, talisman master, spiritual plant master, formation master, weapon refiner, spiritual beast master, and puppeteer.
Among them, spiritual plant masters can plant all kinds of spiritual herbs and flowers, and high-quality spiritual plant masters can even cultivate natural treasures with spiritual consciousness.
The spirit plant pot is a tool used by spirit plant masters to cultivate grass and spirit flowers, just like the spirit furnace and spirit fan to alchemists.
What Qin Gengyun wondered was how Qiu Zhihe could have such an artifact?
Could it be that she is...
"I'm a spiritual plant master."
Qiu Zhihe sat quietly and said lightly.
"You are actually a spiritual plant master?"
Qin Gengyun was surprised and asked quickly:
"What level?"
There is a saying among alchemists:
"The biggest dream of an alchemist is to marry two wives, a spiritual plant master and a formation master."
Because the resources consumed the most by alchemists are medicinal materials and the upgrade of the alchemy furnace.
A spiritual herb cultivator can grow all kinds of spiritual medicines. If you marry a spiritual herb cultivator, the consumption of medicinal materials can be reduced by half.
The upgrade of the alchemy furnace depends not only on the material, but more on the spirit gathering array engraved inside the furnace.
The reason why the Spirit Gathering Furnace is more expensive than the low-level bronze furnace is because it has a Spirit Gathering Array engraved inside that can comprehensively improve the efficiency of alchemy.
A formation master's wife can upgrade the grade of your alchemy furnace by one level for free, which is what every alchemist dreams of.
Hearing that Qiu Zhihe was actually a spiritual plant master, Qin Gengyun's mind suddenly popped up a scene of himself picking free herbs and throwing them into the alchemy furnace as if they were free.
This is really... so beautiful!
"Just reached the first level."
However, Qin Gengyun soon heard Qiu Zhihe's cold voice.
"Uh..." Qin Gengyun smiled awkwardly: "Level 1 is not bad, hehe."
A first-level spiritual plant master can only be considered to have barely entered the entry level. The spiritual flowers and herbs that can be cultivated are extremely limited. Being able to grow the lowest-level spiritual herb, Guyuan grass, is already the limit.
As for medicinal herbs like Qinglingcao which contain more spiritual energy, it would probably be difficult.
Qiu Zhihe turned her head to look out the window and said calmly, "It's late at night."
"Well."
Qin Gengyun felt his lower abdomen tighten for no reason and looked at her warily.
Although he also wanted to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, he had already done it six times last night. He had to take a rest today, otherwise he would die under his wife's skirt before dying of erysipelas.
"Rest early."
Qiu Zhihe stood 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, his breathing became even and he fell asleep.
Huh... Qin Gengyun breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that she can't stand the continuous work for the past two days.
After all, she is a new wife.
Qin Gengyun felt relieved. He put away the pots and bowls and carried them into the kitchen. Looking at the half remaining bowl of tonic porridge in the pot, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Yesterday's porridge was a black porridge. Although the taste is still lacking today, at least it is not mushy anymore.
After all, she put her heart into cooking the porridge.
Qin Gengyun walked out of the kitchen. At this moment, the moonlight outside the window was like water, pouring on the ground, and the narrow rain alley was silent.
It's time to take a break.
Qin Gengyun took off his coat, climbed onto the bed quietly, pulled up half of the quilt, and lay down on his side.
With a relaxed mood, close your eyes.
He could feel a slight heat in his abdomen. It seemed that the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Porridge was indeed effective. Have a good rest today. Tomorrow night I will show my power and restore my dignity as a man.
"Are you asleep?"
A crisp voice came from behind him, and Qin Gengyun turned over subconsciously:
"Um?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body felt heavy, and those cold almond-shaped eyes, like the pupils of a demon in a nightmare, pressed down on him like a mountain collapsing.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you...ah!"
The beds in the house were shaking, and the moonlight outside the window was trembling slightly.
After thirty breaths.
[Intimacy between husband and wife: 5/100. Intimacy is too low, no bonus]
[Practice points obtained this time: 2]
Qin Gengyun stared at the illusory words in front of him unwillingly, and said to Qiu Zhihe, who had turned his back:
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, didn't you say you wanted to rest early? Why are you..."
Qiu Zhihe said coldly: "It's only thirty breaths, don't delay your rest."
"What did you say? Fellow Daoist Qiu, you...ah!"
After thirty breaths.
[Intimacy between husband and wife: 5/100. Intimacy is too low, no bonus]
[Practice points obtained this time: 2]
"Friend Qiu, wait, you're too heavy... ah!"
That night, the moonlight was bright and the breeze was gentle.