Chapter 2557

He didn't know if Zhao Yuyun was too embarrassed to drink with him, but only Qinchuan and Wang Dali were drinking.

"What happened today was too sudden. Don't take it to heart," Wang Dali said with embarrassment as he held his glass.

Qinchuan drank with him. "You don't blame me?"

"Blame you for what?" Wang Dali asked curiously.

"Don't blame me for not standing on the same side as Zhao Yuyun and going through thick and thin together," Qinchuan said as he put down his glass. He was still a little curious about Wang Dali's thoughts.

"Brother, you're being too polite. He's the one who's wrong. He's just like that. Although he has some small thoughts, he doesn't have any bad intentions," Wang Dali quickly said.

Although this Wang Dali looked honest, he wasn't stupid. On the contrary, in Qinchuan's opinion, he was smarter than Zhao Yuyun and the others. This was like a wise man who appeared stupid.

After drinking, Qinchuan returned to his wooden house. There was no need to keep watch at the spiritual field. He didn't even need to be there all the time. He just needed to be there when he needed to.

As for people secretly destroying other people's spiritual fields, it wasn't unheard of, but it was rare. Because if they were caught, they would be beaten to death, and they would die a horrible death.

Besides, who would be stupid enough to do such a strenuous thing? Even if the servant disciple's spiritual field was destroyed, he wouldn't be punished. Only the culprit would be punished.

This way, they wouldn't take revenge on the spiritual field because of the conflict of interests between the servant disciples. This kind of system wouldn't cause the spiritual field to explode, because such revenge would only benefit the opponent.

It was a dreamless night. Qinchuan spent it in cultivation. The more he was at this stage, the more he couldn't relax his cultivation. Regardless of whether the wargod realm was a new beginning or a representation of a powerful level, Qinchuan wanted to enter the wargod realm as soon as possible.

Because it would feel safer that way.

The sky had just brightened, and the fresh air was especially comfortable. Qinchuan woke up early and breathed in the fresh air.

The sun in the east had not risen yet, but this was not the time to cultivate and absorb the Awe-Inspiring Purple Qi. This kind of thing could nourish the Awe-Inspiring Qi and also enhance the Qi of Nature.

An hour of cultivation in the morning was equivalent to several hours of cultivation in the day. In fact, it was enough to cultivate for an hour to two hours every day.

He could practice other things during the rest of the time.

Halfway through his cultivation, the sun rose from the east. The gentle rays of the morning sun were golden. In that instant, his entire body felt very comfortable.

It was as if all the pores on his body had opened up and were constantly being cleansed by the golden sunlight. It was as if the impurities in his body were washed away, and some negative emotions were washed away.

Regardless of what kind of cultivation it was, whether it was physique tempering, Qi cultivation, or even spiritual power cultivation, it was suitable to cultivate during the morning. Perhaps this was the so-called 'the morning is the most important part of the day'.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan tidied up a little. The wooden hut was only so big, so he had to tidy up immediately after breakfast before heading back to his spiritual field.

When he arrived, he saw that the emerald orchids were still as beautiful as ever. However, Qinchuan quickly looked in another direction.

The place where the Huanyang Grass was planted.

It had sprouted!

It was more than a foot tall!

As expected of a spiritual field, this speed was indeed shocking. However, after thinking about it, there was no need to make a fuss. After all, this was a spiritual field, and it could save him tens of times the time.

Qinchuan squatted down and sized up the Huanyang Grass. With one look, he found the problem.

The low survival rate of some spiritual herbs was due to the problem of the spiritual herb itself. Perhaps this was the survival of the fittest. The rarer something was, the more precious it was.

The more precious something was, the more fragile it was. It was the same for spiritual herbs. Its effects were heaven-defying, but it was weak. If it was a human, it would die prematurely.

This problem was more serious than the emerald orchids, but Qinchuan felt that he could solve it.

This problem wasn't difficult to solve. It was the same as the problem with the emerald orchids, just slightly more complicated. It wasn't difficult. He just had to use the Paulownia Wood Spirit and the All Creation Dao to comb through the meridians of the Huanyang Grass.

The reason why Qinchuan was able to do it was because of the All Creation Dao and the Psychic Wood. He also had the Golden God Eye. These abilities were amplified by the Overwhelming Tyrant Body.

It took close to an hour to process the Huanyang Grass. This wasn't a long time, but to Qinchuan, it wasn't short.

Half an hour's time was enough.

This was a Huanyang Grass. After processing it, Qinchuan felt that he was confident, so he planted the remaining nine seeds.

Qinchuan cultivated when he had nothing to do. Anyway, he didn't want to care about those messy things. He was a servant disciple, but this was only temporary.

When he had nothing to do, he would drink and walk around the places that the Nine Sky Sun Moon Sect could go. He also went to Consort Qian's place, but Consort Qian was also in seclusion.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

The Huanyang Grass had changed a lot. It was full of vitality and was very beautiful. Although it was called grass, it looked more like a small tree.

However, it was only one foot tall and crystal clear. It was comparable to the Jadeite Orchid.

The survival rate of the Huanyang Grass was too low, but it didn't wrinkle for too long. Of course, the older it was, the better the medicinal strength. However, most of the time, the medicinal strength wouldn't increase after a certain age.

When that time came, it wouldn't increase much even after a few decades.

The main purpose of the Huanyang Grass was to refine the Huanyang Pill. As long as it could refine the Huanyang Pill, it would be enough to save one's life.

Therefore, it was good that it was mature. The age was secondary.

One month was equivalent to five years, but this was a spiritual field. However, it would take at least ten years to refine the medicine.

Therefore, it would take at least another month.

This was already unbelievable. The time was very short. Two months, or rather, two months to harvest a batch of Huanyang Grass.

However, he needed to cultivate the seeds.

It was enough to refine the medicine, but to cultivate the seeds, two or even three months wouldn't be enough. Qinchuan didn't know how long it would take, so he could only wait. Wait for the seeds.

Two months passed. Qinchuan hadn't harvested the Huanyang Grass. There were only ten stalks, so he had to wait. Cultivating the seeds was the key.

Three months passed, and there were no seeds.

Qinchuan wasn't anxious. His cultivation was progressing smoothly, and he had already entered the eighth realm of the Great Sun Vajra Body.

He cultivated and waited for the Huanyang Grass to bear seeds.

Four months!

Five months.

En, the Huanyang Grass bloomed today.

Unknowingly, Qinchuan had been in the Nine Skies Sun Moon Sect for five months. This was the first time he had a peaceful life.

In these five months, he had a good relationship with Wang Dali. Yang Shuo had also treated Qinchuan twice, and Qinchuan had also treated him a few times.

Both parties were very polite, and nothing major happened.

Qinchuan was now focused on the Huanyang Grass.

It bloomed.