After killing the three fierce beasts, Mi Gu flew to Baba and said proudly: "Baba, I have killed a lot of insects and insects." ”

The little guy flapped a pair of little wings, flicked his colorful tail and looked at Baba expectantly, waiting for Baba to praise her.

Gongliang naturally didn't let her down, touched the little guy's head and praised: "Our rice valley is the best, and Dad will make you something to eat at night." ”

"Uh-huh," Mi Gu put away Optimus Prime as she wished, hugged Baba's neck and rubbed Baba's face, very happy, Baba was the best for her.

"Gongliang, I want to eat it too. Round Roll also shouted from the side.

Although the beast herd and the insect swarm were swallowed by the Quilong who appeared in time, some of them were also killed by the Eyelid Beast Soul. But that doesn't hide its exploits, and it and Xiangxiang still killed a few bugs.

Gongliang glanced at it, although he only killed two or three small snakes crawling over this fool, but he also had a contribution. So I couldn't dampen its enthusiasm, and cooled its panda heart, so I nodded and responded, "Hmm..."

After a while, Mi Gu and Baba were crooked, and then they flapped their little wings and flew up, intending to look around to see if there were any bed bugs.

If she helps Baba kill the bed bugs, Baba will be happy.

Suddenly, the little guy saw the dragon with a huge dragon body on the side, and couldn't help but fly over with his hands on his waist, stretch his neck and stare at it dissatisfied.

It stands to reason that the huge Quilong should not be afraid of the little guy now. But after being glared at by the little guy for a while, Kuilong became smaller with a weak heart, returned to Gongliang's wrist, and hid. It didn't dare to fight against Miya, and if it provoked her, it didn't know what tricks she would use to toss it. The owner spoils her to death, but he doesn't care what happens to her?

Mi Gu actually has a reason to be dissatisfied with it, who let it swallow so many insects and steal her limelight.

If it hadn't swallowed worms and treated Baba well, she would have taught it a hard lesson to see if it dared to be better than her.

When Migu saw that Kuilong was hiding, he ignored it and continued to fly to the side to see if there were any insects that had escaped the net.

Gongliang saw that there was nothing wrong, and he was not in a hurry to let the chicken go, let it continue to fly in the air, and by the way, see if there were any fierce birds and beasts in the valley and forest. If there is, solve it easily, so as not to bury hidden dangers and suddenly run out and hurt people.

The seven color ears of rice that change from the five-color rice are all ripe at this time, and the full grains on each large rice ear are all seven colors.

These colors are not ordinary, they are not vulgar, they shimmer golden, they spew essence, they are obviously extraordinary.

But Gongliang looked at the tall plants, but secretly sighed that the seven-colored rice that exceeded his two heads was not easy to cut!

"Poof"

Suddenly, a sound came from the root of a seven-colored rice plant in front of me.

If you look closely, you will see a strange insect with sharp teeth, strange colors, hideous faces, and a length of 60 centimeters, burrowing out of the soil layer of the spiritual field and ventilating outside.

Gongliang didn't expect that there was such a strange insect in the soil, so he immediately took out the spear and was about to step forward and stab it to death. But I saw that the tenacious and slender fibrous roots of the seven-colored rice poked out of the ground and pierced into the body of the strange insect, absorbing all the essence of its flesh and blood, leaving only a piece of withered insect skin.

Gongliang's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and he thought that after the rice from the ancestral belt had aura, it would no longer need to absorb blood to grow.

Unexpectedly, his nature has not changed, and he has never changed.

Looking around, I saw the clumps of seven-colored rice roots in the spiritual field, more or less covered with several layers of insect skin, some still have piles of ash and dust, and some of the roots are uplifted, and I don't know what is hidden underneath, but it can be seen that the battle in the soil is fierce, and there are many insects and cockroaches.

It seems that he only noticed the sky and the ground, ignoring the crisis from underground.

Fortunately, the seven-color rice was originally a change from the three-color rice of the Great Wilderness, and it has the unique ferocious and bloodthirsty nature of the reckless Great Wilderness plant, otherwise it would be really difficult for the seven-color rice to have a harvest this time.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, there was a loud roar around him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that among the desolate people sitting on the edge of the spiritual field and cultivating, there was a desolate man behind a giant beast phantom that looked up to the sky and roared, obviously awakening the bloodline inheritance. Then another desolate man was in the same situation.

Some of the bodies are even more green tendons, and the muscles are bulging like mountains, which looks terrifying.

Some caves opened, and the true qi inside was condensed like liquid, condensed into Dan, obviously entering the realm of metamorphosis.

It seems that by cultivating in the thick aroma of seven-colored rice just now, these guys have benefited a lot.

The three sisters of the Yan family and Mr. Gongjia were woken up by the movement of the desolate people, and when they opened their eyes, they all showed surprise, and it seemed that they had all benefited more or less.

"Childe..."Yan Yushu was still young, still naïve, and jumped to Gongliang's side as soon as she opened her eyes, hugged him coquettishly and shouted.

Gongliang touched her head and asked, "How is it, let's make progress in cultivation!"

"Well, the slave feels that his strength has increased, and he can kill a big tiger. Yan Yushu nodded and said with a weak fist.

Gongliang looked at it and smiled.

Yan Yushu thought she didn't believe it, so she twisted her body and said, "Childe, what the slave said is the truth, and he didn't lie to you." ”

Gongliang was a little unbearable by her, and hurriedly said, "I know, I know." ”

This is also normal, the original five-color rice has the effect of strengthening the five organs and nourishing the body. Now this is obviously a higher layer of seven-color rice aroma is full of essence, and it naturally grows strength.

Yan Jingshu and Yan Yanshu woke up, walked to Gongliang's side, and didn't say anything, just stood quietly.

"Thank you, Childe. ”

Mr. Gongjia, Chengyuan Gong, Ji Lao and others came to Gongliang's side and thanked him. Just the cultivation just now made them feel as if their bodies were ten years younger, and let them not express their gratitude in their hearts.

"You don't need to be polite. ”

After chatting for a few words, Mr. Gongjia and the others stood beside Gongliang and looked at the desolate people who cultivated.

After a while, a group of desolate people woke up, sensed the changes in their bodies, and were inexplicably happy. Immediately with the gift of the Great Wilderness, he hit his chest with his right fist, knelt down on one knee and bowed to Gongliang: "Thank you to the envoy for your success." ”

"No need to be polite, get up!"

Gongliang stretched out his hand to help them, and after they stood up one after another, he said, "Since everyone has entered the valley, they are the people of the valley." We are both desolate people, and Gongliang will naturally not treat everyone badly. In the future, I will give you no one ten catties of five-color rice as rations every day. This five-colored rice is a thing of my great wilderness, and Gongliang brought it from my ancestral land in the great wilderness, which has the function of strengthening the five organs, nourishing the body, and boosting strength. In the future, if you can't cultivate in the eastern soil, you also hope to return to the Great Wilderness and be able to stand on your own strength. ”

"Thank you, Ambassador. ”

The desolate people hurriedly thanked.

Gongliang nodded, and let them do their own thing, and he planned to do it himself.

Although he didn't know the effect of the seven-color rice that had changed from the five-color rice, he had the experience of changing the three-color rice to the five-color rice before, and I was afraid that the essence contained in the seven-color rice was more abundant than the five-color rice, so he had to be cautious and not let even one of the seven-color rice seeds flow out.

When they left, Gongliang let Mi Gu and Black Mammoth Dorjee, as well as the chickens in the sky, keep an eye on the vicinity, and no one could be allowed to come.

Then, he took out the newly refined big dogleg knife and walked towards the seven-colored rice in Lingtian and began to harvest.

The stalks of the seven-colored rice mutated from the five-colored rice are very thick and strong, and each one is thigh-thick, but under the re-refining of the big dog legs, no matter how strong it is, it is useless, and they fall down one after another and are included in the space.

Ten acres is not a lot, Gongliang harvested while chopping, and soon cut ten acres of seven-color rice.

After the harvest was completed, he took the three sisters of the Yan family and the rice grains to pick them up back and forth on the spiritual field, until there was no more seven-colored rice left in the field, and then he took them back to Feixia Tower.