Chapter 1818： Farming to earn money to support ancestors! (Finish)

"My alchemy skills can't be taught, because the special nature of my flames cannot be passed on. The book I found when Bai Xingjian and I went to a secret realm to pick berries before was probably useful to them."

The elder was stunned for a moment and glanced down at the book with a shabby cover in his hand.

Then he was almost blinded by the aura contained in this book.

Horse, this is not an ordinary alchemy book, the spiritual energy attached to it is obviously a kind of inheritance.

It is estimated that when the power of alchemy died, a consciousness was left behind.

If something like this is taken out, it must be something everyone is fighting for...

The elder wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little stressed, and this was the answer.

I heard Bai Xingjian speak over there, "Sure."

Then Chu Ci raised his hand, and a simple long-necked jug appeared in his hand, full of it, flying to the sky with Chu Ci's movements, and watering it down.

Even the white line Jane also poured.

Although he had seen this kind of thing several times, the elder still couldn't adapt. After taking the things, he immediately said goodbye, saying that he had gone to reply to the elders of Danzong.

At this time, Bai Xingjian walked out of the spiritual field and gave the man a cool glance.

With a wet body, he lowered his head and dropped the water droplets from the spring on Chu Ci.

Ask Chu Ci to give him a cleaning spell.

"Are you a kid?"

Avoiding the drops of water he got, Chu Ci drew back helplessly, smiled softly, and squeezed his fingertips.

Squeezed, throwing a cleansing spell on him.

Seeing that all the dust on the corners of his clothes was cleaned, and his hair was re-dried, Chu Ci stopped.

Only Chu Ci closed his hand, but Bai Xingjian did not. He bends over naturally and hugs Chu Ci into his arms.

He glanced at the man who came down the mountain, his tone a little dissatisfied, "Porcelain treasure."

"Yep?"

"That's a gift from me."

You just give it to others so easily.

There is a bit of grievance in the dissatisfaction.

Chu Ci:...

"You don't know that these things are useless to me."

"I gave it to you."

He stubbornly hugged tightly, "I want to make up for it."

The black eyes drooped down, as if there was something bad in mind.

make up?

Hehe, you're so old.

Then Chu Ci bit his face.

"Without compensation, go to work."

Bai Xingjian paused, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes, leaning over, pressing his whole body on Chu Ci's body, rubbing his head against Chu Ci's shoulder.

Still not forgetting to sigh, sighed, "I'm so pathetic."

Then Chu Ci kicked again.

Seeing that Chu Ci didn't put it on, the ancestor didn't pretend it, so he picked up Chu Ci and walked to the field.

The spirit pot was still watering, drenching the two of them, and the surrounding Lingzhi stretched out the leaves, and water droplets were like dazzling stars, dotted and scattered on the two of them.

The dust stained Bai Xingjian's clothes which had just been cleaned, and it caused black spots.

Chu Ci squeezed him twice, and finally let him go, letting him hold, pressing his chin on his shoulder, and hummed twice.

Seems disdain.

"You have to let others see. The ancestors personally went to the ground and it was a mess, they must not have imagined."

What does the ancestor who has never been contaminated with dust look like?

Chu Ci raised his hand to cover his little head to avoid the rain while saying so.

Then he was pressed by Bai Xingjian and pressed his lips.

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value is +4, the current is 100, and the mission is complete. "

He chuckled, "That is to meet you..."

He returned to the earth from the clouds.