After seeing off Mu Wanqiu, Jiang He continued to copy more cultivation manuals. When he finished copying the six folds of qinggong dictated by the Shaolin monk, he fabricated the seventh and eighth folds himself out of his twisted sense of humor.
"I wonder if I can grow the cultivation method I made up. It would be interesting if I could."
Jiang He ordered Dumbo to dig a hole and planted the Breezing Smoke Flight, before going to the spot where the ashes of his qi pellet tree were spread. There were not actually much ashes—they only covered around five squared meters of ground.
Just two hours after sprinkling his bag of carrot seeds over it, dense formations of sprouts had already appeared on the ground. He would probably be able to harvest them in the evening.
"I wonder if the carrots will have any special effects…"