Chapter 601 601. Aura formation!
But this is too fast after all.
Song Tan thought for a while and shouted first: "Dad, there's nothing here, it's just a little dirty. I'll clean it up first. You wait a moment."
The voice echoed in the cellar, and then came up again muffledly. Song Sancheng responded quickly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Tan, on the other hand, looked around the sweet potato cellar with peace of mind. He couldn't find any small stones from the underground wall. He simply touched his pocket and found that there were eight glass beads given by Qiao Qiao in the morning.
This is not an ordinary glass bead, but a beautiful glass bead with various colors and forms sealed inside - Song Tan played glass **** when he was a child, and one ball like this can be exchanged for five ordinary ones!
But now it’s just a roadside stall, and no one even plays glass **** at the roadside stall. It was Qiaoqiao who accidentally ordered “bring a piece with me” when buying checkers. He really liked it.
There are nine pills in total, but I only kept one for myself, and the rest were all given to Song Tan.
At this moment, these glass beads were held in Song Tan's palm.
She took a deep breath and focused on the glass beads. Slowly, she saw them gradually being entangled and wrapped by the spiritual energy rising from her palms...
…
It has been more than five months since he returned home, and it has been more than five months since Song Tan started practicing again.
Although there was a lack of spiritual energy in the mountain, she kept practicing and dispersed it all (she secretly cast spells every night), so she didn't accumulate much spiritual energy, but her cultivation progress was quite impressive.
To this day, I am finally able to soak the dead things with spiritual energy a little bit——
For example, these glass **** in front of you.
Although it is still difficult and the effect is very different from usual, it can be used at least.
Glass is far inferior to jade.
Jade can contain the spirit and nourish the spirit. The aura permeating it can not only nourish the quality of the jade, but can even be preserved for later use as long as it is not destroyed.
And these glass beads...
It can only barely serve as a carrier, locking the spiritual energy around with difficulty and prolonging the retention time as much as possible.
At the very least, the glass bead doesn’t seem to have changed at all now that spiritual energy has soaked into it.
But there’s nothing we can do about it, because the quality of jade that can retain spiritual energy also has certain requirements. Just for a cellar - not worth it!
Song Tan found the right location and finally buried the glass beads into the soil and the wall with difficulty. Then, his whole body was filled with spiritual energy. Slowly, with each breath, he seemed to gradually respond to the eight glass beads.
Song Sancheng did not come down. If he came down, he would find that the air in the entire cellar would be fresher and more pleasant than outside.
Song Tan raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, lamenting once again how difficult the practice was.
After all, the sect in her previous life was an upper realm with a spiritual energy so rich that it was like morning dew dripping. One realm could rule 900 middle realms.
Each middle realm can govern 3,000 lower realms...
This boundless universe is the world of practitioners.
Sumina mustard seeds, mountains and seas give birth to immortal spirits.
And the spiritual energy that I am exposed to now...
emmm…
It is still a little short of the lower bound.
Thanks to her good spiritual roots, and having already had experience in cultivation, and now having a peaceful mind and no extravagant expectations, she was able to make such progress.
But Song Tan won't think about this now.
She just looked at the dirt on her palms, then quickly untied the rope and shouted:
"Dad, I've packed it up! Ask them to bring the wine jar over."
Song Sancheng: ...don’t you feel sorry for your daughter?
He took out his cell phone angrily to send a message. He was about to go back to the yard to move in with Qiao Qiao when he heard a call from Zhou Maozhu:
“Sancheng, I’ll take Tianyu and Qiaoqiao and we’ll move the jar together!”
The jar was sealed airtight, and hemp ropes were crisscrossed several times and then passed through the poles.
Zhou Maozhu was worried that his son would be useless, so he ordered him: "You carry the middle one. If you can't lift it, bend down. I'll carry the rear one, with Qiao Qiao in front."
He has seen Qiaoqiao's strength. He could carry a basket of cucumbers without gasping for breath. It was more powerful than his son.
Zhou Tianyu is placed in the middle. He will be ready as soon as he bends down, which is more secure than placing him at the back.
Zhou Tianyu looked at the jar that was not too big and thought that I had suffered a lot too. However, the pole pressed on the bones of his shoulders, and he grinned instantly!
It hurts so much!
Before he could cry out, he felt a lightness on his shoulders. He saw that the jar had been picked up by Qiao Qiao and Zhou Maozhu. He was caught in the middle and only had time to follow two steps in embarrassment. Soon he came out in disgrace.
Zhou Maozhu even said to Qiao Qiao: "Just these one hundred catties, we can do it."
“Well!” Qiao Qiao became more energetic: “It’s very light, you don’t need Brother Tianyu’s help.”
Zhou Tianyu rubbed his shoulders: ...very lightly? ! Then why does the bone hurt so much?
To go to the back slope, you don't have to go up the back mountain. You just need to go around the house and then walk up the **** for a while. Zhou Tianyu followed the two of them in dismay, looking more and more useless.
Until he saw Song Sancheng, the other party said polite words: "Ah, Tianyu is also here to help, thank you for your hard work."
His face turned red with embarrassment.
Until I watched helplessly as Song Sancheng tied the jar again, and then several people pulled the rope and lowered it down little by little, while shouting:
“Tantan, the wine vat is put down, please take it!”
“Okay!” A muffled voice echoed from below.
His eyes instantly widened: "Is Song Tan the only one down there?"
This is too ridiculous, letting a girl hold such a heavy thing underneath...
In his imagination, a heavy wine jar was lowered from the sky, and a thin and thin girl was struggling to lift it up underneath...
But the reality is—
“What’s wrong with this?”
Song Sancheng wondered: "Isn't it being held by a rope? When it lands in the cellar later, can she just untie the rope and move it?"
Although it will be a bit laborious to move, Tantan will definitely have no problem. If there was a problem, she would shout, and someone would come down and help move it!
As he was talking, everyone felt the rope loosen, and sure enough they heard Song Tan's voice: "I've landed, I'll untie the rope, and you can pull me up when I scream later."
Zhou Tianyu:…
Oh, that’s right, he later realized: the jar can always fall to the ground after it is put into the cellar, and no one needs to support it…
Damn it! Did he forget it today? Why are you always embarrassed? !
In the cellar, Song Tan loosened the rope, hugged the jar with both hands, and easily placed it in the corner of the cellar.
She looked around, picked up the hemp rope and put it on her body, while thinking: With the simple arrangement of glass beads, the cellar will be able to store things for a longer period of time, and it will be easier to store vegetables in autumn and winter!
After all, the vegetable plots that can be set up in greenhouses are limited in winter. Nowadays, just in case (mainly because there are too many rice buckets at home), we have to cook everything, which is also very troublesome!
Picking things is different from lifting things. Those who have never picked things before may be able to lift a hundred kilograms, but carrying a **** and putting it on their shoulders may cause bone pain. This is normal.
Continue, there will be additional updates in the afternoon and evening, the time is uncertain.
(End of this chapter)