Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The weather was very hot, but the weather was very hot.

Jiang Nanhe and his men were still very fast. When the sun reached noon, the hottest time of the day, they returned to the top of Qinshan Mountain.

Jiang Nanhe wiped the sweat from his head. There were no tall trees on the top of Qinshan Mountain to provide shade. It was completely exposed to the scorching sun, which made Jiang Nanhe feel a little stuffy.

However, Qinshan Mountain was still quite high, and the breeze blew through, which dispelled some of the stuffiness in his heart.

The general's temple was in the most conspicuous place on the top of Qinshan Mountain, and he could see it as soon as he came up.

Jiang Nanhe said hello to the general and his men, and quickly took a wooden basin from his cabin and went to the river to scoop some water.

Holding a wooden basin, he came to the general's temple and cleaned it inside and out. This was a task that Jiang Nanhe had to do every day before.

After all, the general was his patron saint, and helping the general clean the temple was something Jiang Nanhe should have done.

The mountain wind blew over the top of Qinshan Mountain. The small wooden house where Jiang Nanhe and his friends lived and the large open space behind the general's temple had been planted with grain and other crops, and they were rustling in the wind.

Of course, there were also some herbs and useless plants that would bloom small flowers of various colors.

These were all planted by the general for Jiang Nanhe in the past. Although some plants were useless, they bloomed beautiful flowers. When Jiang Nanhe planted them, the general did not understand.

But now, under the sunlight, although the flowers were a little listless, the fragrance was still very strong. With their embellishment, the top of Qinshan Mountain seemed no longer so desolate and lonely.

Jiang Nanhe looked at the sun in the sky, and then at the crops he planted. Most of them were taro he had found before, and some were crops planted from seeds found in the barren land of the village at the foot of the mountain.

He went forward to check their status. Although the leaves of these plants were a little curled by the sunlight, they looked okay.

Jiang Nanhe thought that he should water them tomorrow morning. The general was responsible for taking care of these plants, weeding, and watering. Jiang Nanhe just moved his lips to give instructions.

After walking around his own fields, Jiang Nanhe felt full of a sense of accomplishment. Standing by the field, he yawned and felt a little sleepy.

Seeing him yawn, the general lifted him up and then put him on the bed in the wooden house.

He held a fan woven with special plants in his hand, and fanned Jiang Nanhe from time to time.

The weather was hot, and the air in Jiang Nanhe's cabin was not well circulated, and it was very stuffy inside.

Although the general put a large basin of water in the cabin, it was still a bit stuffy.

Now was Jiang Nanhe's nap time. In the past, Jiang Nanhe would be too hot to sleep at this time, so the general could only fan him.

Only in this way could Jiang Nanhe fall asleep. The general floated in the air, or rather, lay in the air, fanning him with the fan from time to time.

Jiang Nanhe lay on the bed, sleeping soundly. Looking at Jiang Nanhe's current appearance, the general couldn't help thinking about his previous memories.

The lamb rushed in from outside. His hair was wet. It seemed that he had just gone to take a bath, or to cool off in the river.

Looking at his wet hair, the general waved the fan in his hand, and the wind from the fan suddenly became stronger.

The lamb only felt that his hair seemed to be thrown out and flew up. When he reacted, his hair had dried.

However, a large part of the hair was shaved upwards or backwards. He shook his body and found that the hair was blown straight and fixed. He sat on the floor in a state of collapse.

The general ignored him and went back to Jiang Nanhe's bed. He continued to fan and dispel the stuffiness in the room.

Jiang Nanhe had been running with them for two days and was probably exhausted. With his short arms and legs, he was not suitable for running in the mountains.

So in the general's opinion, Jiang Nanhe had to rest more at noon, because they would start to refine the materials from the tiger in the afternoon.

They had to refine the materials into precious medicine as soon as possible to prevent them from deteriorating or reducing their medicinal power due to being stored for too long.

The refining of precious medicine cannot be completed by the general alone, but requires Jiang Nanhe and his strength to refine together.

So when Jiang Nanhe wakes up this time, when he refines the precious medicine in the afternoon, he will not be able to rest for a long time.

For the sake of his health, the general will let him sleep for a few more hours at noon

, so as to conserve his energy.

The sun slowly moved to the west, and Jiang Nanhe also woke up under the breeze from the general's fan. He yawned, and there was a little moisture in the corners of his eyes.

The weakness from his body made Jiang Nanhe not want to get up, but his will urged him to get up and work quickly.

In the end, his will overcame his physical fatigue. Jiang Nanhe turned over and got up from the bed. He looked at the general in the air and nodded to him.

"General, what time is it now? Are we going to refine the precious medicine?"

The general looked at Jiang Nanhe who was sleeping in a daze, reached out to help him sort out his clothes, and picked up the comb to straighten Jiang Nanhe's longer hair, no longer the afro he had just now.

"It's 2:45 PM now, it's still early, why don't you sleep for a while or go eat some fruit?

Some of the fruits brought by the monkeys look delicious, eat some, and then we'll talk about refining the precious medicine."

Jiang Nanhe listened to the general's words and nodded. After a nap, it's good to fill his stomach with some fruit in the afternoon.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Nanhe and his men prepared to start refining the precious medicine they needed.

The refining of precious medicine actually requires the general's strength, because the conditions in the mountains are simple, there is no charcoal, no iron pot, no alchemy furnace or anything like that.

However, although the conditions are difficult, the general has a way to change it.

Relying on his special power and Jiang Nanhe's supplement, he thinks it is enough to complete the refining of the precious medicine.

The most important thing about refining precious medicine is to use the tiger's meat and bones to boil into a special paste. This special ointment can be applied to Jiang Nanhe's body when he practices martial arts, laying a good foundation for his martial arts practice.

The general signaled Jiang Nanhe to stay away from the stone pot. This stone pot was specially made by the general. It was extra large. After the general's special treatment, there was no need to worry about the stone pot cracking due to high temperature.

The general took out the wooden barrel he had placed in the field, took back his own power, and then poured the tiger's bones and meat into the stone pot.

However, he still kept some bones. Jiang Nanhe was small and had some talent for martial arts. According to the general's estimation, the whole tiger skeleton was not needed.

The remaining bones could be kept to see if they would be useful in the future, such as the tiger's tail and coccyx. Even if these bones were added to the precious medicine, the effect would not be great, but they had other uses.

Putting the bones into the pot, the general raised his hand and shot out a golden flame. The flame did not surround the stone pot, but entered the stone pot.

Then, the general took out a special pot lid and covered the stone pot.

Watching the general's actions, Jiang Nanhe was full of doubts. The general didn't add water or anything else. Could he just boil the bones and meat like this?

But Jiang Nanhe had no say. He had never even seen a monster before, so he had no idea how to deal with them. He was not as good as the general, so he just watched the general's operation.