Chapter 1780: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 33

Bai Xingjian nodded slightly, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

Chu Ci paused, looked down at the elixir bottle in his hand, and blinked, "It seems to be an elixir that failed to be refined as a mortgage from some alchemy sect, but it tasted very good, so I kept it."

So that's it.

Bai Xingjian nodded.

"Well, the main thing is that you blew up the kitchen."

The little girl added.

Although they have reached this point in their cultivation and no longer need to eat, the Chu family still retains the custom of having at least one meal a day.

Bai Xingjian's face stiffened slightly after hearing this.

After all, he has been born with a spiritual body and is a genius. He is not praised by anyone. As long as he wants to do anything, he can get started quickly, and he is better than many people who specialize in this field. Well done.

Today, he tasted frustration for the first time.

"I will study hard tomorrow."

The ancestor frowned, lowered his eyes and thought, then raised his head and spoke seriously.

Chu Ci curled her lips and smiled. There were two small dimples on her cheeks, which made people want to poke them.

Of course, in order to prevent your hands from being bitten, it is best not to do such dangerous actions.

With such an idea in his mind for no reason, Bai Xingjian just watched the little girl walk out of the room.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of bamboo and wood, and the little girl's spiritual power that made him quite comfortable had not yet dissipated.

He still held the pitiful little spiritual stone in his hand.

Bai Xingjian lowered his head and glanced at the spiritual stone, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Why is it so... so cute?

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value is +4, currently 37. ’

Easily absorbing the spiritual power in this spiritual stone, the beautiful crystal lost its power and turned into powder in Bai Xingjian's hands.

The light in his eyes flashed gently, and there was no expression on his face. The white clothes on his body were spotless, and he looked a little unattainable and indifferent. After Chu Ci left the room, Bai Xingjian became the ancestor of the immortal sect who cannot be blasphemed. .

Then he sat on the bed and began to sort out the mess of spiritual energy that had been fiddled with by the wayward Tian Lei.

However, his spiritual power was still blocked by a barrier, which prevented his spiritual power from running smoothly, and he could only use a small part of his spiritual power.

After checking the general situation, Bai Xingjian closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts bit by bit.

The most important thing that cultivators of immortality probably lack is patience.

Wait until Chu Ci wakes up the next day.

Oh, no, not waking up from sleep.

I was woken up by the sound of something exploding outside.

The little girl raised her hand and rubbed her eyes with a confused look, sat up and looked out the window of her room.

what's going on?

What's wrong?

Is this plane going to be destroyed?

What are you doing so early in the morning? ?

Then I saw the black smoke coming out of my kitchen.

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched.

He grabbed a porcelain bottle from the side and threw it at the door of the hut.

It shattered with a crack, and the people in the room finally retreated.

It was the ancestor who did not believe in evil and expressed his determination to provide the little girl with a meal early in the morning.

At this moment, Bai Xingjian's face was still quite serious. The moment he opened the door, black smoke came out more intensely, and his body was even more gray and black.

He first looked down at the fragments of the porcelain bottle on the ground, then looked up at Chu Ci's room.