"Is this, Han Yutian?" Ning Qing looked at the gray-white land in front of him and the white mist that was constantly released from the land. He seemed to be stupid. At first, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and then began to laugh loudly. With a smile, his body fell to the ground softly, and he pounded hard on the ground, and kept muttering: "It's developed, this time it's really developed, it's really Han Yutian, a total of thirty acres of land. I'll be able to become a rich man in a short time!"

Ning Qing's surprise was reason. The source was the cold jade bed in the cave where he was. He had heard of this thing before in the Return of the Condor Heroes. He thought it was just used by martial artists, but at first he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect that the cold jade bed in the woundless cave was not that simple. In addition to helping detoxify, it can also purify the spiritual energy. The white mist with thick spiritual energy in the cave was all released from the cold jade bed, which shows its effect.

The structure of the thirty acres of land in front of him was exactly the same as that of the Hanyu Bed. Ning Qing had been in the bed for several days, so he could not misjudgment. Although the thickness was very different and the effect was not the same, it could not stand the size of the place. The Hanyu Spirit Field of thirty acres of land was naturally of great effect. For ordinary things like Qianyuanzi, the crops planted can have such a strong spiritual reaction. If you plant some other precious medicines, God knows what effect will be.

Ning Qing has no other industries at this stage, so he only hopes to make a fortune by making a fortune by medicinal materials. Unfortunately, there is no other way to rely on ghosts to refine alchemy at the moment. However, although ghosts are not uncommon, most of them are lonely ghosts with little magic power. Most of them are serious and capable people who can't afford to offend them, so they can only choose weak ones to start. But even those weak ghosts have to face competition from the underworld. After all, the underworld is a unit with a guaranteed reputation. He takes away ghosts and lets others reincarnate, but he just uses ghosts to refine alchemy. No matter how you look at it, he seems to be inconvenient.

He has just entered the inner sect, which means everything has to start over. In addition, he has been thinking about establishing his own power in the outer mountain. If the outer disciples follow him wholeheartedly, he naturally needs to give everyone some benefits from time to time. This benefit doesn't sound much, but it can be multiplied by thousands or even tens of thousands of people in the future. That's not a small number. Without a large amount of money, this is simply a fantasy. In recent days, he has been thinking about this for the rest of his time except for detoxification and practicing qigong.

But after having this Hanyu Lingtian, everything was different. He could seriously plant some herbs and then refine pills of more than ordinary quality. This was like a shiny golden road. How could he be unhappy?

Ning Qing was an action-oriented faction. At first, he thought it was a slightly better place than the ordinary spiritual field. After seeing this Han Yutian, he could no longer hold back. He immediately took out a seed of a purple lotus from the Qiankun bag, took out a shovel, and started digging a pit. After working for a long time, he had to plant the seeds. At the same time, he also had more anticipation for this Han Yu Lingtian, because the difficulty of farming here was far beyond his imagination. The hardness of this land was outrageous. Xiaoqian was much higher than his cultivation level, so he could naturally deal with it easily, but he took a lot of effort to succeed.

"Be good, it depends on what it will look like." Ning Qing looked at the purple lotus seeds that had already sprouted as soon as he entered the soil layer. His heart was full of longing. When he turned to look at Xiaoqian again, the little girl seemed to have no interest in this, but was very focused on cultivating feelings with the three paths. Ning Qing was somewhat moved. He could see that Xiaoqian was really not interested in these things. She planted things before, half because she was bored, and half because she wanted to thank him for help, but now she couldn't give any reward. Although he was sure that the little girl didn't want any reward, she still felt a little ashamed.

However, he had already said the oath to help Xiaoqian resurrection and did not want to continue talking. It would seem a bit too fake. He walked up to Xiaoqian gently, pinched Santu's face, and smiled and said, "I will be wronged by you in recent days. When I go out of the hole without any damage, I will take you to the nearby city."

I thought Xiaoqian would respond happily, but the little girl changed into a solemn expression and said, "Brother Ning just entered the inner sect and had to practice well. Xiaoqian has three ways to accompany me here, and Brother Ning will come to talk to me often. I don't feel bored, and Xiaoqian has something to ask Brother Ning in the future."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Ning Qing said curiously: "But the resurrection thing? Don't worry about that. I can always think of a way, at least find a way to get out normally during the day."

"It's not this. Xiaoqian has something else, and I want to ask Brother Ning."

"Is there another thing?" Ning Qing was even more curious. Xiaoqian had never mentioned this before. She suddenly mentioned it. She thought that she had entered the inner door and had a future. She smiled and said, "What is it? Can you tell me now?"

"Not now. Brother Ning is still too weak now. Even if you tell you, you can't do it. Instead, it will easily cause you to be distracted." Xiaoqian said this, paused for a moment, gestured a few times, and then continued: "The eighth level of Qi Refining, at least both of us must reach the eighth level of Qi Refining, so that this matter can be successful."

"Eighth Level of Qi Refining?" Ning Qing roughly figured out this realm. Xiaoqian should be about to reach it. If he worked hard enough and had good luck, it would not be a problem for a year or two. However, it should not be against the old demon of Heishan. The old demon was too strong. Even Yan Chixia was not an enemy of a move. In the original plot, if Ning Caichen had not accidentally used Buddhist scriptures to illuminate the life gate of the old demon of Heishan, the ending might be that Xiaoqian was kidnapped, Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen died in a bad life.

Since this is not the case, what else can it be? Ning Qing really couldn't guess Xiaoqian's mind, but fortunately, he had a period of strength. As long as he could reach the eighth level of Qi Refining, he could know the answer. He was too lazy to make random guesses and smiled and said, "Since I won't say it, I won't ask. When it's the eighth level of Qi Refining, we will do the things together."

"Xiaoqian thanked Brother Ning!" Xiaoqian stood up and solemnly looked at Ning Qing. A hint of expression appeared on his face. Ning Qing was stunned. After all, Xiaoqian was a ghost, and even if his magic power was good, he was still a ghost body. Now that he could release this lifelike expression on his face, he was quite happy.
Chapter completed!