109: Chapter 109: Continue Construction, Healing

It was already noon when he returned to Li Family Village. Although the villagers looked surprised to see Zhao Feng flying through the air, they were not shocked; presumably, Li Laoshi's family had already told everyone about it.

Luo Ying was still temporarily living in the dilapidated house. Once Zhao Feng had made the bed, he went to bring Luo Ying over.

The new small building had many rooms, so they each had their own, which would avoid the awkwardness of the previous night.

Luo Ying was very satisfied with the new home. Her face was full of smiles as she touched things here and looked at things there, finding the decor incredibly novel. Zhao Feng walked up to her holding a large bundle.

"These are some spare clothes. The styles in town were limited, so please make do. You're used to wearing Magical Artifacts, but wearing ordinary Mortal clothes occasionally is also a part of life." The styles of clothes in town were indeed limited, and Zhao Feng felt a bit embarrassed.

Luo Ying happily took the bundle and smiled, saying, "Thank you. What are you saying? Not just anyone can afford to wear clothing-type Magical Artifacts."

"Oh, I see!" Zhao Feng nodded, having learned something new.

"Right, I also saw an accessory shop in town today. I noticed you didn't have any hair ornaments, so I bought some for you. There are also some mirrors, combs, and such inside. Check them out later to see if they fit."

"Mm, thank you." A strange gleam filled Luo Ying's large eyes, making Zhao Feng feel a sudden panic.

"Why don't you try on the clothes? I'm going to get busy." Zhao Feng fled in a panic.

Luo Ying walked over to the bed and sat down to open the bundle. Inside were neatly folded clothes, even including intimate undergarments, causing two blushes to rise to her cheeks.

The grain bought in town was mostly millet. Zhao Feng made a stone vat, placed the millet inside, and covered it with a stone slab.

The rest of the pots, bowls, and ladles had been bought and placed together in one room; this would be the kitchen. With a thought, the word "Kitchen" appeared above the doorway. The modification ability was just too convenient.

He brought the rock sheep meat and hung it up; he could start cooking that evening. He made a large water tank directly on the roof; as long as Zhao Feng added water every few days, they would have running water.

Currently, because his Cultivation level was not high enough, he could not reach deeper underground. When his Cultivation level increased in the future, he could even connect to the magma and chisel out a hot spring.

There was no solution for lighting, but fortunately, both were practitioners of Cultivate, so they could see in the dark; it didn't really matter whether there was light or not.

Living off their supplies wasn't a long-term solution, so Zhao Feng used his ability to reclaim a few acres of land and planted various seeds. Farming and focusing on development meant they had to look the part of farmers.

Although these things were not difficult with his ability, by the time Zhao Feng finished, it was already approaching the afternoon. Returning from the fields, Zhao Feng wiped away non-existent sweat, looked at the bare living room, and made another batch of stone furniture.

"You're back?"

Zhao Feng turned around and was instantly struck by her beauty.

Luo Ying was originally only of average appearance, but when dressed up carefully, she was quite pleasant to look at. She wore a light green cloth dress; although it looked simple, it was still striking.

Her hair wasn't styled in any complex way, but she had inserted a silver hair ornament. The pearl on the ornament swayed gently with her steps, rocking back and forth, giving her a delicate, willow-in-the-wind grace.

She walked over gracefully, holding a cup of steaming water, and asked with a smile, "You must be thirsty. Drink some water."

Perhaps living like this with her wouldn't be so bad.

"Although we must live our lives, we cannot be obsessed with comfort. I noticed you haven't been Cultivate, have you?" Luo Ying asked, sitting beside Zhao Feng.

"Mm, alright. Once I finish these next two days, I will start. Besides, my Cultivation Technique is a bit special." Zhao Feng took a sip of water and nodded.

"Oh," Luo Ying did not continue the topic, but instead said, "I wanted to teach you the technique to inspect Spiritual Root yesterday; let me teach you now." After saying this, she began to tell Zhao Feng the incantations and the points to watch out for.

Zhao Feng tried it a few times and succeeded. He discovered that when this set of hand seals was performed with mental intent, the spiritual energy within his body would be guided, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding environment would also flow accordingly.

"You've noticed, haven't you? Most of us practitioners of Cultivate only have a few types of spiritual energy in our bodies, so we need hand seals to guide the spiritual energy in the environment, borrowing it temporarily to stimulate the effects of the test subject's Spiritual Root." Luo Ying watched him trying continuously and was shocked by his Comprehension Ability; it had taken her a full year to reach that level of understanding.

"The essence of the Spiritual Root inspection technique is to inject spiritual energy into the test subject's body and observe the body's reaction to the spiritual energy. A Spiritual Root can accept spiritual energy of the same attribute and reject spiritual energy of different attributes. That being said, multiple practitioners of Cultivate with different attributes could perform it, or one could invoke the spiritual energy of the environment to perform it." Zhao Feng suddenly realized.

"Correct!" Luo Ying smiled.

"Let me check my Spiritual Root." Zhao Feng performed the inspection technique on himself. The spiritual energy in the environment swarmed over, and Zhao Feng's lower abdomen flashed with colorful brilliance within the glow of the spiritual energy.

"Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Lightning, Wind, Ice, Light, Dark... This is a Miscellaneous Spiritual Root!" Luo Ying's small mouth slightly opened, revealing an expression of disbelief. "How did you manage to Cultivate?"

"Miscellaneous Spiritual Root? What kind of Spiritual Root is that? I just figured out how to Cultivate on my own." Zhao Feng looked at Luo Ying's shocked expression and asked, puzzled.

Luo Ying looked at Zhao Feng with a complex expression and slowly said, "A Miscellaneous Spiritual Root is also called a Non-existent Spiritual Root. It is very rare even among Mortals and is completely incapable of Cultivate. And yet, you actually managed to learn it without a teacher."

"It's nothing really." Zhao Feng felt a bit embarrassed, though it was also mixed with a hint of pride.

"The most terrifying part is that you still succeeded in Foundation Establishment!" Luo Ying continued in disbelief.

"It's nothing, really nothing."

Only when Zhao Feng was about to get carried away did Luo Ying stop the praise.

"I think I have a way to treat you. How about I take a look at your head?" Seeing Luo Ying's look of admiration, Zhao Feng rubbed his nose and said.

"Okay." Luo Ying did not hesitate.

Among practitioners of Cultivate, this was already a gesture of great trust. The head, whether for a practitioner of Cultivate or a Mortal, was a very important place.

"Activate Microscope Mode." Spiritual energy slowly flowed into Luo Ying's head, and Zhao Feng secretly activated the microscope.

The brain was a place he was quite familiar with; although the individuals were different, the structure was exactly the same.

A large amount of clotted blood was blocking the Meridians and the flow of blood; this was the cause of her headaches and amnesia. Zhao Feng did not dare to rush or force it, but instead used his spiritual energy to slowly refine it.

With sweat dripping from his forehead, he pulled back. Zhao Feng wiped his sweat and said, "In another six or seven days, I estimate we can completely clear the clotted blood in your brain."

"Mm, thank you." Luo Ying's gaze was burning, making Zhao Feng afraid to look her in the eye.

"You rest for a while; I'm going to cook." After helping Zhao Feng sit on the stone sofa, Luo Ying drifted away.