Jinmi didn't have any feelings for Ye Zhiqiu, which was reasonable.

It's just a matter of course to say it, isn't it a little too sad?

Ye Zhiqiu looked at this little girl and thought to herself that the daughter of the god of flowers really did not match her age.

He thought about the age he should be now, then lowered his head again and looked at the story in the book.

There are many kinds of crazy men and women in the book, Jinmi is very curious to read, I don't understand why these people do such things, why a man and a woman cry to death when they are separated, and doing some sports will make two people hearty and happy.

She didn't understand anything, and according to what she had just learned, she couldn't see any way out of those strange movements.

It's very boring.

Xiao Jinmi came to this conclusion.

She turned another page, this page talked about aura, and talked about cultivating immortals.

Immortal cultivators swallow the aura of heaven and earth, transform themselves, and become immortals step by step, and immortals also have realms, from ordinary immortals to immortals, what they want is to study hard and practice hard, and what they want is day after day, year after year.

Although there have been battles between the Heavenly Demons from time to time in the past thousands of years, resulting in countless deaths and injuries between the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals and the Demon Soldiers, in recent years, the Demon Realm has still been divided a lot, so that the immortals can also cultivate with all their heart.

A little practice, that is, a hundred or ten years.

This is already hanging up for mortals, and for immortal cultivators, it is a simple retreat.

How to cultivate immortals, the book also probably says a little, first of all, meditate and concentrate, and comprehend the vitality of heaven and earth, which is similar to what Ye Zhiqiu saw in the world of immortals.

As for what to cultivate immortals, in fact, the cultivation content of this world seems to be not much different from other worlds, what is cultivated is the essence and spirit, and the heaven and earth vitality from the outside world is used to refine the mind and spirit, refining it into one's own, and walking for a few weeks.

But the method of counting power here is different from that in other places.

The cultivation of this world will be roughly calculated according to how many years of spiritual power.

The rules of calculation are roughly as follows: the spiritual power of an ordinary immortal who cultivates for one year is one year of spiritual power.

Of course, this rule seems very simple, but in fact, there are many sayings, such as what is the concept of an ordinary immortal, what kind of immortal is considered an ordinary immortal, and the question is, is an immortal who can cultivate an immortal still considered ordinary?

A year of practice is not really a year of practicing without food or drink, but two-thirds of the time in the year can be counted as a year.

This kind of calculation made Ye Zhiqiu a little confused, but whether it was the Heavenly Realm or the Demon Realm, they all recognized such a calculation method, and how many years of spiritual power could be used as a currency to buy things.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that there was such a record in the book: 10,000 years of blood Ganoderma lucidum, 1,000 years of spiritual power, a good rabbit tail, three years of spiritual power, and a good flowing immortal skirt, which can resist the prying eyes of ordinary immortals, a hundred years of spiritual power.

And the best beauty beads, which are said to have the effect of beautifying the face, have been hyped to the point of five hundred years of spiritual power in some places.

Ye Zhiqiu, who saw these records, was eye-opening, and he wanted to immediately cultivate and condense some spirit beads and other things to sell.

But there is one thing that needs to be resolved.

That's a woman from afar.

The woman is the Changfang Lord that Ye Zhiqiu saw a few days ago, and now she was greeted by the carrot essence signal, wanting to see who Ye Zhiqiu is sacred, why is she hiding by the side of the daughter of the flower god, could it be that there is some conspiracy?

However, when Lord Changfang's eyes looked at Ye Zhiqiu, she felt that the child in front of her was so cute, that kind of cuteness was harmless to humans and animals at a glance, and it was very cute.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, her vigilance turned from ten percent to three percent.

And the remaining thirty percent also made her speak lightly: "I heard the old nonsense that you are an elf in the wind, what proof do you have?"

Ye Zhiqiu listened to this beautiful voice, and felt two gazes hanging down from the sky, as if they wanted to see through his whole body.

Actually, it's not much to see.

Like Ye Zhiqiu's current realm of heaven and earth, the whole body can change as you wish, this time is a little shorter, and then it will grow again.

Wishful thinking is the way of practice in other worlds.

And Ye Zhiqiu didn't have any evil intentions, and he didn't have any intention of picking a few flowers and plants, so his immature words sounded in the air.

"Since I am a spirit in the wind, I can naturally make the wind. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and summoned a fifth-level small wind, which turned the clouds in the sky into floating around, and finally Ye Zhiqiu turned the wind into a rope, tied one end of the rope to the cloud, and handed the other end to Jinmi, who was still reading.

"A gift for you, do you like it?"

Ye Zhiqiu gave this special cloud to Jinmi.

Jinmi's eyes lit up.

"You're amazing, thank you. ”

Jinmi held the thread, and it felt very strange.

This is the legendary wind rope?

What kind of rope is made of wind?

"I don't want to hear the science that the wind is caused by the movement of air. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Jinmi very happily, while Lord Changfang's face was even more relaxed, knowing that he was doing a good job.

The flower world is a good place, he can stay here to learn a lot of basic things, of course, if Lord Changfang insists on driving him away, then he will leave.

This world is so big, why do you have to stay in the flower world.

"I see that your talent is good, and you have some fate with my flower world, so you can stay here!"

Lord Changfang looked at Ye Zhiqiu for a long time, and then said thoughtfully.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that Lord Changfang was looking at him too seriously just now, he should have even seen whether there was spiritual power in his body, and even counted how many hairs he had.

How many hairs does he have......

If he were a graduate student in science, especially in computer science, it might not be a problem.

Ye Zhiqiu knew a graduate student majoring in computer science in the modern world, who was originally called my little carp, but later because he was more yellow, everyone called him "my little yellow croaker", and it is said that he has very little hair. That kind of hair doesn't need to be looked at for a long time, but can be counted at once.

Because there aren't many in total.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to laugh when he thought of this, but recently the aura has recovered, I don't know what happened to his hair, whether it has grown back because of the revival of the aura.

If not, the little yellow croaker can practice, and practice to the realm of heaven and earth, not to mention that the hair can grow out again from nothing, even if the little brother cuts it a few times, it can grow again.

Practice, that's how good it is!