Chapter 170

As for mammy Chen, after this period of physical conditioning, her originally congested meridians have been gradually dredged, and her original old face is much younger. But this time, the bath + silver needle treatment is to let her recover from practice. It will take a long time for her to return to the previous peak level. After all, it's been too long since mammy Chen was abandoned for cultivation!

After dealing with the herbs Chen Mammy and Xi Jia wanted to use, He Xi returned to the house and entered the space.

Xi Jia and Nangong Yu collected so many withered plants that they could not use up in a short time. So He Xi put most of the remaining herbs into the space and prepared to deal with them in different categories.

However, as soon as she entered the space, she was shocked by the scene inside.

I saw her short hand, short feet and round eggs squatting in the ancient spiritual field, diligently digging and planting the dead grass.

He Xi just wanted to laugh at the lack of common sense in laying eggs. How can the withered Lingzhi come back to life? After all, the so-called withered seeds are withered together But before she could see her smile, she was shocked to find that the dead grass, which had been thrown into the pit by the egg, had recovered its green color at the visible speed, and swayed its branches and leaves gently, with a lively appearance.

He Xi rubbed his eyes and doubted that she had just had a vision. But when she looked back, she found that there were several spiritual plants planted behind the egg, and each one was green and vibrant.

What's going on? Can the ancient Lingtian even survive the dead Lingzhi? This Isn't that too rebellious?

As soon as the egg looked up, he found he Xi. He was surprised. He ran to He Xi with his short legs and butts, and then he held her calves to be coquettish. "Mother, I'm so bored. You don't come in to play with me. By the way, did you bring me something delicious when you came in? "

He Xi takes out a roasted deer leg from the storage ring and gives it to the egg. Seeing that he has swallowed it cleanly, he picks it up and points to the Lingtian Road, which has a lot of green meanings: "are you planting these?"

"That's right. Didn't my mother ask me to tidy it up?" The egg bit his little hand and smirked, "mother, is the egg good or not

"Egg, you are so wonderful!" With the calm of He Xi, he couldn't help a burst of ecstasy. Then he kissed the egg's white and tender face fiercely. "Continue to tidy up the egg, and after finishing all, your mother will reward you with a big table of delicious food."

The egg just ate the roasted deer leg and felt that it was not enough. Hearing this, he was very happy. He immediately ran back to plant with his little short leg.

He Xi is curious. He can't help but pick up a withered spiritual plant, dig a pit and bury it.

However, the scene that she expected spiritual plants to survive did not appear. Withered grass is still withered grass, and there is no sign of turning green at all.

He Xi looks up at the egg in surprise, "egg, what's the matter?"

How can the grass planted by eggs live, but she can't? Is it not because of the ancient Lingtian, but because of the eggs?

The egg touched the little tentacle on his head, and he was confused. Then he raised his paw and touched the withered grass planted in He river. At the next moment, the grass that had just no reaction staged a scene of withered trees and spring in front of He river.