Eh? What was that smell? Ling 'er sniffled and immediately frowned in disgust. It's so stinky. It's not bad compared to a garbage dump in summer. It's so disgusting! Where did this stench come from? Ling 'er frowned and looked around. There was no garbage dump?
This disgusting smell seemed to be very similar to his own. He lowered his head and looked left and right…Ah! How did his white cotton undergarments turn black? His thin and yellow arms were covered in black oil as if they had fallen into the sewers. Her face was also sticky. Ling 'er rubbed her small hand against her clothes. Anyway, it was already so dirty that she could not wear it. It seemed that she would have to trouble Nanny to make clothes for her. She wiped her face with her hand. The ink-black marks on his hands showed how dirty his face was.
Heavens! So that smell was coming from him! After tempering the body with spiritual energy, the impurities in the body would be expelled from the pores. Other people would only feel a layer of gray sweat, but Ling 'er had expelled all the impurities in one go under the effect of the abundant spiritual energy in the space. That was why she had become like this.
Ling 'er retched. She couldn't stand the stench on her body anymore. She quickly stood up and ran to the stream in the space as fast as she could. With a plop, Ling 'er jumped in impatiently like a little duck.
Mmm, it was so comfortable. The cool stream water gently brushed against her skin, like a mother's hand caressing her. The spiritual energy in the stream also gathered towards Ling 'er like tadpoles that had found their mother. Unknowingly, Ling 'er's skin became more and more delicate, smoother, and fairer under the effect of the spiritual energy spring water...
Ling 'er swam happily in the stream, like a carefree little fish. He swam from one side of the stream to the other, and then back again…He swam for a long time, but he was unwilling to come out. It was only when her arms and legs had run out of strength that Ling 'er sat in the stream and looked around sneakily.
Realizing that this was another space where only she existed, she took off her clothes and rubbed them in the water. Fortunately, the cleanliness of the stream water was quite high. The clothes that were covered with black filth were as clean as new with a gentle rub.
The laundry was done, but a new problem appeared. Where could he dry these wet clothes? In this strange space, other than this stream, there was nothing but barren land. There was not even a blade of grass, let alone a small tree.
Ling 'er accepted her fate and put on her wet clothes. She stood on a rock by the stream and acted as a human meat drying rod.
The sunlight in this space was warm. When it shone on one's body, it was neither hot nor cold. Ling 'er just stood there. The comfortable sunlight on her body made her sleepy. She almost fell off the rock a few times. Fortunately, although the sunlight was not too hot, the drying function was still pretty good. Soon, her clothes were half dry.
Ling 'er glanced at the empty wasteland and felt that it was a waste of natural resources. She took out a small shovel from her Qiankun Bag and began to reclaim the wasteland seriously.
Being a farmer was really not easy. Ling 'er's small hands were red from grinding. When there were faint blisters appearing, the wasteland under her feet had only opened up by a little.
She looked bitterly at her red and muddy hands and felt the burning pain from them. She muttered,"Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard work. I won't waste any more food. It's easy being a farmer!”
Sighing, Ling 'er came to the stream and soaked her small hand in the stream. It was cool and comfortable. When he took it out again, the blisters on his hand had already disappeared. In that instant, her small hand was as fair and tender as before. There was no trace of it, and the burning pain disappeared without a trace. I didn't expect the stream to have such a function. Not bad, not bad! Ling 'er was even more satisfied with this space.
After solving the problem at hand, Ling 'er went all out and planted all the spiritual herbs on the land that she had reclaimed. She also watered it with the stream water and muttered,"It's time to go back. I've been out for so long. If Little Lian wakes up in the middle of the night and finds out that I'm gone, she'll definitely panic! He wondered if the time in this space was the same as in reality. If two hours in the real world was equivalent to a year in the space, then wouldn't my spirit herbs be ready to be used very quickly? Haha…How is that possible? I've read too many space novels. How can I get all of such good things? You should be satisfied to have such a space with spiritual energy that is a hundred times denser than the outside world!”
Ling 'er mumbled as she followed the path she came from. She passed through the backyard under the moonlight and quietly returned to her room. Lucky! Little Lian was sleeping soundly on the bed and did not realize that she had been out for so long. Ha! Good luck!
Ling 'er, why aren't you sleeping? Why are you sitting by the bed and smiling like a thief? Little Dough yawned. The moment Ling 'er stood up, he knew. After all, when Ling 'er was awake, the concentration of spiritual energy in the room was much different from when she was asleep. He stared blankly as Ling 'er put on her clothes and went out. In less than an incense stick's time, she tiptoed in again and sat by the bed happily. It was really strange. Was he sleepwalking?
"Shh! Be careful not to wake others up." Ling 'er placed her index finger on her lips, unable to hide the smile on her lips.
Little Dough flapped its wings and flew down from the beam, landing in Ling 'er's palm. Suddenly, he closed his eyes as if he was comprehending something. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes again. Where did Ling 'er go just now? Why was the surrounding spiritual energy so dense?
"Hah! I really can't hide it from your dog nose!" Ling 'er pointed at Little Dough's chubby little nose. She had just obtained a new space and urgently needed to share the joy in her heart with others.
Little Dough and Fei 'er were trustworthy and trustworthy, so she told him what had happened that night.""I found a place with spiritual energy that is hundreds of times more abundant than this place. I successfully tempered my body there, and now I've already stepped into the threshold of the Refinement Stage!”
Eh? Really! In just the time for an incense stick to burn, you have already reached the 2nd level of the Refinement Stage! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it! Fei 'er also flew down from the beam and landed on Ling' er's shoulder. Ling 'er's body was stained with the remnants of spiritual energy in the space, causing Fei-er to involuntarily become closer to her.
"Time for an incense stick to burn? Are you sure? From here to the backyard and back, it would take about an incense stick's worth of time. I stayed there for almost four hours and even reclaimed some wasteland and planted some spirit herbs!”Ling 'er calculated in her heart, and a trace of ecstasy rose from the bottom of her heart. Could it be...
Little Dough shook its head like a rattle-drum. How is that possible? It was clearly only the time for an incense stick to burn. It really wasn't even the time for an incense stick to burn when you went out and came back in!
After hearing his words, Ling 'er was even more certain that the time in that space was not synchronized with reality. She just did not know how many times it was in reality.
God bless, the higher the ratio, the better. Amen…
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