Ruoshui's description was unclear, and Zhuchen couldn't tell what type of skill it was. However, the tutorial file attached below surprised Zhuchen, and even exceeded his expectations for the skill.

It actually directly describes the characteristics and cultivation methods of Tongguo, including how to select seedlings and how to conduct artificial pollination to increase fruit yield.

This system really pays attention to adapting measures to local conditions, and it is simply a considerate little cotton jacket.

I flipped through a few pages at random in the morning, and felt happy and sad looking at the content above.

Tongguo, as a specialty fruit of the Demon Realm, indeed relies on demonic energy to grow. After changing the planting environment, its fruiting speed will slow down, and the quality of the fruit will be affected to a certain extent, and it may even not bear fruit. If it is not planted well, it will not bear fruit.

It will become a pure landscape plant.

The water in which the sycamore wood has been soaked can make up for the lack of demonic energy to a certain extent, but it may also trigger mutations. As for what it will eventually mutate into, the book doesn't say anything, it just briefly describes it. It can be eaten.

Zhuchen feels that his requirements cannot be too high. The word "edible" is already a kind of salvation for foodies. Anyway, what can I do? If it is bitter, it is like bitter melon, when it is spicy, it is like chili, and when it is sour, it is like lemon. What else can be eaten?

Is it something that we descendants of China cannot conquer?

This tutorial is so detailed and lengthy that I decided to use it late at night to help me sleep.

She closed the interface, sat cross-legged on the bed, and tried to learn the skill [Breaking Wind].

This is her first powerful attack technique. Feng Buye knows that her talent is limited and it is difficult to control spiritual energy, so she has only taught her life-saving spells. What's more, she has not yet refined her life magic weapon, and she cannot learn too advanced techniques.

Yes, even if you get started, it won’t be of much use.

Zhuchen ran [Broken Wind] according to the rune records this time, and he clearly noticed the changes in the spiritual energy in his body.

That spiritual power was extremely restless, constantly rushing around in her body, repeatedly hitting the meridians. Wherever it passed, it would leave a fine sting like a needle, but it was not strong. The description of the technique was even more obscure and difficult to understand.

This twist is several times more difficult than studying [Gu Feng].

She stopped several times in the morning to confirm whether she was practicing the wrong way, but the runes in her mind were recorded like that, and she could also feel a small wind gradually coming under her control as she moved her skills.

This is really a very unfamiliar experience. Zhuchen is confused and suspects that the advanced attack techniques may be too powerful. After all, controlling the wind is not the same as mastering the power of nature? This should be regarded as a kind of divine power, right?

Intermittently throughout the morning, I guided the spiritual energy around my body. Not only did I break out in a cold sweat, but I didn't gain much.

She felt that this was not possible. The most taboo thing about practicing was to give up halfway. If she kept looking forward and backward and hesitated, she would never make any progress.

Zhuchen raised her hand to wipe her sweat, and let out a deep breath. Then she made up her mind, concentrated again, and held her breath. This time, she did not hesitate and mobilized her spiritual energy to go straight to her Dantian.

The discomfort in the meridians gradually began to disappear, turning into a breeze flowing through the body.

When Zhuchen's spirit began to be immersed in this set of exercises, the world seemed to fall into silence. Her spiritual consciousness seemed to float uncontrollably, leaving her physical body, following the gust of wind blowing past her.

, floating to the vast and boundless sky.

A distant star map appeared in her consciousness, and the stars thousands of miles away were within reach, but the stars were dim, flickering from time to time and then quickly disappearing.

Zhuchen wanted to stretch out her hand, but then she realized that her body was still in the lower world. She looked down and saw that everything in the world was just tiny dust, and it only took a blink of a finger to rise and disappear.

Several old voices resounded in her mind, almost shaking her mind -

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

"The nameless beginning of heaven and earth; the name is the mother of all things. Therefore, I always have no desire to observe its wonder..."

"If you hold on to it and gain it, it won't be as good as it is; if you hold on to it and sharpen it, you won't be able to keep it for a long time..."

Zhuchen had a splitting headache, and his soul seemed to be being pulled from all sides. Finally, all the sounds turned into a sigh of regret, and the world returned to silence again.

Feng Buye stood in front of the bed, quietly looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be in trance. He waited, but after a long time, Zhuchen's body showed signs of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Feng Buye smiled helplessly, his lips parted slightly, and just as he was about to wake her up, he saw veins popping up on Zhuchen's forehead, his brows furrowed, his expression extremely painful, and a complex spiritual power emerging from his body.

It's not a magical technique, nor is it a magical power cultivated by Pu Fengshan. It seems solemn and terrifying.

Feng Buye's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand. Just when he was about to touch Zhuchen's shoulder, he noticed a sudden wave of spiritual energy in the air.

He was unprepared and subconsciously tilted his head back. The spiritual energy lightly passed through his face and directly broke through the defensive spells on his body.

Like the wind.

Feng Buye raised his eyebrows, feeling deeply surprised.

The next second, several wind blades exploded from Zhuchen's body.

Feng Buye quickly retreated to half a meter away.

Then, open your eyes every morning.

"Master?"

Her penetrating eyes first flashed with confusion, and then joy, and that change was clearly reflected in Feng Buye's sight.

He ran out of bed early in the morning and shouted: "Master, are you back?"

Feng Buye's Adam's apple rolled, he half-closed his eyes, and suppressed all kinds of expressions. When he raised his head again, his expression was as usual. He smiled lightly and asked: "Do you still remember to practice? What were you practicing just now?"

Zhuchen said: "Oh, it's nothing, just practice casually."

Feng Buye seemed to have no intention of saying, "It's not Pu Fengshan's technique. Where did you learn it?"

"Well..." Zhuchen scratched his forehead and explained, "Pu Fengshan's technique is probably not suitable for me. I have always had difficulty understanding it. Master, you also said that I have no immortal destiny. But after coming to Chaowen, I

You often feel enlightened about cultivation, maybe you have enlightened yourself?"

Morning news...

Is she just so destined to the devil world?

"Really? When it comes to talent, it's the most unpredictable. This may be the case." Feng Buye tugged at the corners of his lips and asked with a smile, "Did someone else teach you, or did you comprehend it yourself?"

"I realized it myself. What's wrong?" Zhuchen lowered his voice and asked seriously, "Do you feel like you've made immediate progress?"

Feng Buye paused and said tactfully: "When you were practicing, I didn't notice any obvious changes."

Zhuchen: "..." Are you saying that she has become lonely?

Feng Buye patted her shoulder, motioned her to sit on the edge, and lectured her: "Don't practice at will in the future. This is very dangerous. Chaowen is adjacent to the devil world, so your mind will inevitably be affected by it. Pu Fengshan's power,

You don’t dare to be so bold, you are just a newborn calf and you are not afraid of tigers.”

He didn't speak harshly, and Zhuchen didn't take it seriously. Instead, he asked: "Master, have you gone to the demon world to practice? But master, you have never learned demonic cultivation, how are you going to practice?"

She sat on the chair and saw a brown stain on the corner of Feng Buye's clothes, and said in surprise: "Master, your clothes are dirty."

Feng Buye raised his hand and brushed it back, and said carelessly: "Yeah. Maybe I bumped into it accidentally."

It's really rare for Feng Buye not to notice something. Most likely he was in a fight.

Zhuchen had a clear expression on his face: "Don't trick me."

Feng Buye turned around, took out the exquisite bag of eight treasures and put it on the table.

"When I was wandering around the Demon World, I saw a few fruit trees. If you like them, just plant them."

Chaowen couldn't grow ordinary crops, but the plants in the demon world could survive. Feng Buye also found it strange.

Zhuchen always pretended to be mature and didn't want to cause trouble to him. This was the first time that he was so happy about something.

...but it was for a chicken.

Zhuchen was stunned and asked: "Is it poisonous? Can it be eaten?"

Feng Buye said: "It's considered non-toxic, I've tried it."

"How do you try this? You..." Zhuchen raised his head and saw a drop of blood on Feng Buye's lips. It was probably because the wound was not deep, so it was bleeding now.

"Master, are you injured?"

Zhuchen stepped forward and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

Feng Buye was startled and grabbed her hand.

His body temperature became cold due to the influence of the demonic energy, so he felt that Zhuchen's hand was scalding hot, so he stopped her movements and let go.

He said helplessly: "What to do? No big or small."

He wiped it casually with his hand. He didn't wipe it clean, but left a bright red stain on his lips.

Zhuchen glanced at it, turned away, couldn't help but glance sideways again, and was very concerned about the blood stains he hadn't wiped off. He also felt that Feng Buye's appearance was too eye-catching, and he was usually as cold and indifferent as an immortal.

The blood on the lips is very charming.

She can knock, but she doesn't dare.

Feng Buye raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Zhuchen smiled and replied: "Nothing."

Also watch.

Feng Buye: "..."

Feng Buye pointed at the table and then at the door.

"oh."

Zhuchen took things and was about to go out, when Feng Changyin bumped in from outside.

"Master!" Feng Changyin shouted as soon as he saw someone, "Master, why is there blood on your mouth? Did someone bite you?"

Zhuchen turned around suddenly and stared at the warrior's face.
To be continued...