night.

Qin Gengyun returned home.

Qiu Zhihe had already cooked the porridge and brought it out from the kitchen.

Qin Gengyun drank his porridge silently with his head down. He felt a little uncomfortable after all, so he told Qiu Zhihe about the owner of the shop taking him to Tiandan Pavilion to supply elixirs for the Zhenyang Sect's Beihuang Trial.

He was not jealous, he just hated his mediocre talent. If he had become an alchemist two years earlier, maybe he could join in the fun now, earn a thousand spirit stones, and live a good life in advance.

After hearing this, Qiu Zhihe had no reaction at all, and just asked:

"Why do we need to prepare so many elixirs when going to the Northern Wasteland?"

Qin Gengyun explained: "The environment in the Northern Wasteland is harsh, with miasma rampant and countless evil beast corpses. Naturally, we need to prepare more life-saving pills and talismans."

Qiu Zhihe shook her head: "There are delicious foods everywhere in the Northern Wilderness, it's not bad at all."

Qin Gengyun opened her mouth, and no one knew how she came up with the comment “delicious food everywhere”.

At this time, Qiu Zhihe took out three Qingling grasses: "Here."

Qin Gengyun quickly took it and took a closer look. The spiritual energy of these three Qingling Grasses was even stronger than the previous one. He said in surprise:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, you actually managed to grow three plants at once?"

Qiu Zhihe glanced at him and suddenly said, "An average alchemist should be able to refine five bags of Qingfeng Powder from one Qingling grass."

Qin Gengyun was stunned, and could read the undisguised contempt in her cold eyes.

Last time, he only made two bags of Qingfeng Powder from that Qingling Grass. He didn't expect that Qiu Zhihe would look down on him.

Qin Gengyun stood up immediately and walked towards the kitchen:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, just wait and see. I will definitely be able to make five bags per plant this time!"

"etc."

Qiu Zhihe called him:

"Wash the dishes first."

“…”

After Qin Gengyun finished washing the dishes, he immediately started to make the elixir.

For two days in a row, he went to the Lingdan Shop to be on duty during the day, and came back at night to make pills after dinner. He didn't even have time to practice dual cultivation.

At noon the next day, Qin Gengyun ran out of the kitchen excitedly and shouted to Qiu Zhihe who was sitting beside the bed:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I have refined thirteen bags in total!"

Qiu Zhihe looked up at him, and Qin Gengyun continued:

"I refined five bags of pills from each of the first two plants. The last plant was short of two bags because of insufficient spiritual power. But this is only my third time refining pills! Isn't it pretty good?"

The efficiency of making pills for ordinary first-level alchemists is not high. It is considered good enough if they can make three bags of Qingfeng Powder from one Qingling grass.

This can only be done by an experienced alchemist.

This was only Qin Gengyun's third time refining the pill, and he had already achieved ten bags from two plants, which was enough to be proud of.

This can be regarded as a response to Qiu Zhihe's contempt for himself.

Qin Gengyun looked at Qiu Zhihe with a smug look on his face, waiting for her response.

But Qiu Zhihe stood up silently. Her figure was exquisite and curvy wrapped in a green double-breasted skirt and a black gauze dress, and a small area of ​​attractive whiteness was exposed on her chest. She took out five stalks of Qingling grass from her sleeves with an expressionless face.

Qin Gengyun was stunned: "When did you cultivate so many Qingling herbs?"

"In the small sect I was in before, the worst first-level alchemist could refine at least 25 bags of Qingfeng Powder with five Qingling Grasses."

Qiu Zhihe looked at Qin Gengyun indifferently, with the contempt in her cold almond eyes still evident.

“…”

Qin Gengyun's chest heaved, and he suddenly took the five Qingling herbs, walked into the kitchen angrily, poked his head out, and said to Qiu Zhihe:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, your skirt is a little small today, especially your belly, it's bulging out!"

He then retracted his head and concentrated on making the elixir.

Qiu Zhihe sat down expressionlessly. After a moment, she touched her belly with both hands and murmured:

"Is it true that you are fat?"

For several days in a row, Qin Gengyun continued his life of being on duty during the day and refining pills at night.

The third night, the hour of Xu.

There was a burst of laughter from the kitchen, and Qin Gengyun strode out carrying twenty-five bags of Qingfengsan:

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, how is it?"

Qiu Zhihe was sitting at the table, sipping porridge. She had not put any meat in her porridge in the past two days, and only drank half a bowl of porridge at each meal.

He looked up at the Qingfeng Powder in Qin Gengyun's hand and said lightly:

"It's just five Qingling herbs. It took me three days to refine them. It's too slow."

"..." Qin Gengyun was speechless. His excitement suddenly decreased by half. He sat down silently and drank the porridge.

After dinner, the euphoric feeling in his heart had completely dissipated.

I just refined the lowest grade first-level elixir. What qualifications do I have to be complacent?

The road is long and difficult, only by searching high and low can we find the great way!

Qin Gengyun stood up and bowed solemnly to Qiu Zhihe:

"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Qiu."

Qiu Zhihe walked straight to the bedside and said calmly:

"Go wash the dishes, then take a rest."

Qin Gengyun agreed and quickly washed the dishes. At this time, the candles in the room had been blown out by Qiu Zhihe.

The beautiful lady was covered with a quilt, her hair was loose, and her cascading hair was scattered over her exquisite curves, giving her a unique charm in the dark night.

I have been concentrating on refining the elixir these days and have not practiced dual cultivation for five days.

Qin Gengyun walked to the bedside and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, tonight we...ah?"

Before he could finish his words, he was dragged up.

…

[Marriage relationship: 15/100. Marriage relationship stage: unfamiliar with the place and people, still need to adjust. Bonus: 1]

[Obtain training points: 3]

…

After five thirty-five breaths.

Qiu Zhihe turned his back and stopped working.

Qin Gengyun was lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out, and illusory words appeared in front of his eyes:

【Name: Qin Gengyun】

【Lifespan: 35/40】

[Cultivation: Qi training level 3, 11/500]

[Skills: First-level Alchemist, 29/200]

[Spiritual roots: Fire-type lower-grade spiritual roots (45/100), Ice-type lower-grade spiritual roots (51/100)]

[Available training points: 15]

After five times of dual cultivation, a total of 15 points were obtained, and the fire and ice spiritual roots increased by 8 points each.

Qin Gengyun once again added 15 points to the Alchemist progress, and the attribute panel changed:

[Skills: First-level Alchemist, 44/200]

He was one step closer to reaching the realm of a second-level alchemist. At the same time, his concentration on alchemy in the past few days had also greatly increased his experience in alchemy.

Now he can achieve a very stable success rate of producing five bags of pills per plant.

But the speed of alchemy needs to be improved.

But this is an improvement speed that is unimaginable for an ordinary first-level alchemist.

Qin Gengyun turned around and looked at Qiu Zhihe who had her back to him.

Speaking of which, the fact that he could improve so quickly in just a few days was closely related to Qiu Zhihe providing him with spiritual herbs and urging and stimulating him to concentrate on refining the elixir.

Even when his mentality was inflated just now, Qiu Zhihe poured cold water on him in time.

It is right to marry a virtuous woman!

However, why can an ordinary monk take out a bronze furnace at will?

How could she, who is only a first-level spiritual plant master, easily cultivate so many high-quality spiritual herbs?

This wife of mine, whom I married without spending a penny on dowry, seems to be hiding many secrets.

We will have to dig deeper in the future.

However, she never harmed me and instead helped and encouraged me a lot.

There is a road ahead and a good wife at home, that's enough.