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The feathers are light, pure white as snow, and full of elasticity as needles. This kind of thing is simply an excellent material for making a pen......

For a while, Qi Xiang had a sense of joy that he had no place to find his iron shoes and had no effort. I didn't find the material for the pen shaft to make the spirit pen, but I got the material for the pen first, which is also a surprise.

"It's not just the feather of the spirit bird, but the most important thing is ......"

Qi Xiang was overjoyed, and his eyes turned and fell on the dry tea tree.

"Millennial Spirit Tea Tree!"

Qi Xiang collected the feathers and looked down at this tea tree that was about to die out and was still surviving. In fact, in the palace of Daming Villa, he did not lie, this tea tree is difficult to reviverate.

However, the roots of the tea tree do still have a purpose.

"For example, to make a spirit pen ......"

Qi Xiang glanced at the roots of the tree, even if the roots of the tree were a little coiled, but as long as they were cut carefully, they would definitely be able to straighten it. A wooden pen is not necessarily much worse than bamboo.

There are pen materials, and there are pen materials, so making a spirit pen is naturally a matter of course.

However, Qi Xiang hesitated, he sat cross-legged next to the tea tree, silently staring at the cracked bark on the roots of the tree. His gaze was sharp, easily penetrating the cracked bark and into the roots.

Unlike the dry and cracked bark, there is still a little life left in the roots.

At least Qi Xiang could see very clearly, there were dense golden wires in the roots of the tree. Those gold filaments are not only the fibers of the tea tree, but also a special substance.

It is this substance that has allowed the tea tree to survive for thousands of years.

…… No, or more than a thousand years.

Qi Xiang's eyes condensed, and he saw the golden filaments inside the roots of the tree, flickering faintly with a weak light, layer by layer, circle, very tightly coiled and entwined, as if they were inextricably linked......

If a wisp. Represents a year.

So ten thousand strands coiled, isn't it ten thousand years?

Qi Xiang swallowed his throat and immediately fell into a tangle. Such a good thing, if sharpened into a pen. Isn't it too wasteful?

“…… Why don't you give it a try? ”

Qi Xiang thought about it for a long time, and suddenly made up his mind to give the tea tree a chance. At that moment, he walked into the corner. In the refrigerator, dozens of moon dew drops were taken out.

These moon dewdrops, that's what he's stockpiled these days.

Knowing the function of the bead-walking plate, Qi Xiang will never put it on the shelf, but make the best use of it, and use it every day to gather the essence of the moon and form a moon dewdrop.

A bunch of moon dew drops are crystal clear, shining with brilliant brilliance, very delicate and beautiful.

Of course, the moon dew drops are not only beautiful in appearance. The practicality is also very strong. Qi Xiang poured all the moon dew drops directly into a large basin, and then crushed them one by one to turn them into a clear liquid.

After a few moments, a small half basin of clear liquid, like a mixture of ice water, was emitting a cool scent.

"Whether you can save it or not depends on your creation."

Qi Xiang was very decisive and immediately poured the clear liquid onto the dry tea tree roots.

Moondew blooms, rich in full vitality. One fell on the roots of the tea tree. It's like the pervasive mercury that seeps into the roots in an instant......

Qi Xiang looked intently, and soon found that the dry tea trees suddenly improved a little. In the absence of wind. The whole trunk and branches of the tree suddenly trembled and swayed gently.

A wisp of vitality, a wisp of vitality, swirls straight up at the root of the tree, briskly penetrating into every branch. All of a sudden, lifeless dry branches. He slowly stood upright.

But such changes did not last......

After only a few minutes, Qi Xiang saw that the vitality of the roots of the tree had dimmed, and he had lost the support of vitality, and the branches immediately wilted, and he became depressed again.

"Tsk!"

Qi Xiang frowned, and his good mood suddenly disappeared. He could see that under the nourishment of the moon dew, the dried tea trees had indeed regained some vitality, which could alleviate the endangered situation.

The problem is that it is only a mitigation, not a complete solution to the root cause.

Qi Xiang shook his head and sighed lightly, the moon dew is just moon dew after all, not the emperor's slurry. If there is an emperor flowing pulp, I am afraid that the tea tree has already come back to life and reappeared......

"Moon dew doesn't work, then ......"

Qi Xiang groaned, his eyes showed determination, and he turned around and left. Soon after, he came out with a wooden statue, which was the statue of the god of wealth made of red wood.

At this time, Qi Xiang looked at the tea tree, and then looked at the statue of the god of wealth of Danmu, gritted his teeth, was ruthless, and immediately picked up a machete, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed at the hard statue of the god of wealth.

With a knife, the God of Wealth fell off like a head, splashing a puddle of blood......

Uh, no, it's not blood, it's supposed to be a reddish liquid. Red and bright, like a gelatinous liquid, gurgling out, dripping accurately on the tea tree.

After a while, the red liquid dried up, and Qi Xiang brewed it in the same way, and then slashed it on the Dan wood. Over time, the nearly two-meter-high statue of the God of Wealth was cut to pieces by him and became pieces in pieces.

The statue of the God of Wealth was destroyed, but there was a thick layer of blood scabs on the dry tea tree. The gelatinous liquid, like a smooth layer of paint, tightly envelops the tea tree, like a protective shell.

"Not ...... enough"

Qi Xiang looked at it twice, and directly collected the pieces of Danmu, as well as the inventory of the Eight Treasures Merit Mud.

He mixed some mud into the two things, then bought a stone mortar, and vigorously smashed the pieces of Danmu and the mud of the Eight Treasures of Merit into a slag shape.

After a day of fermentation, this mud residue becomes a soil rich in vitality.

Qi Xiang carefully transplanted the tea tree into such soil, and poured a few drops of moon dew that had gathered last night. With all that done, the next step is ...... Resigned to fate.

Qi Xiang looked down at the tea tree, only to see that the roots of the tree were wrapped in blood scabs, faintly flowing faintly with silky light. This shows that the vitality of the tea plant is slowly recovering, and the situation is quite good.

However, Qi Xiang didn't dare to hold out too much hope, anyway, this is the life and death of the tea tree. If you can get through it smoothly, the future will be bright. If you can't pass the level, you're basically hopeless......

"Is it worth sacrificing a large section of Danmu and all the merit mud to save a tea tree whose life and death are unknown?" Qi Xiang suddenly regretted it, and sighed.

At that moment, there was a sharp scream. It came from outside the manor, and there seemed to be a bit of murder.

"Huh?"

Qi Xiang's heart moved, and he quickly walked outside the manor to take a look, but saw that everything was as usual outside. There doesn't seem to be anything special. However, he was keenly aware that he seemed to be stared at, and there was a strong sense of being spied on.

Qi Xiang secretly raised his vigilance and slowly looked around to search......

In an instant, he locked onto the target. Look out of the manor over a dense canopy. In the midst of the luxuriant foliage, he met a pair of fierce and fierce eyes.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a gray-black shadow immediately rose into the sky in the canopy, then turned into a black dot, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Huh!"

Qi Xiang was stunned, his eyes were like torches, and he also saw the true face of the shadow clearly, and his expression suddenly became a little strange: "It's actually that harrier, why did it come?" ”

"That's not right. How does it know I'm here? ”

Qi Xiang was puzzled, after all, Suzhou Daming Villa and Huzhou Manor were at least hundreds of miles apart. When he left the villa, the harrier should still be dizzy, and it was impossible to follow him all the way......

"Do you mean...... Is that feather? ”

Qi Xiang pondered, pondered for a while, and then smiled dumbly: "But it is also clever, and it seems to understand the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, and as soon as I found out." Flee immediately...... Belch? ”

As he spoke, Qi Xiang had a feeling of being watched again, and when he looked up, he saw that the sky was blue sky and white clouds. The sun is shining and the climate is very clear.

In such an environment, if it is an ordinary person, it will definitely not be able to see the situation. But Qi Xiang's eyesight may already be able to compare with Eagle Eye, so it is easily in the high blank layer. A dark shadow was spotted wandering quietly.

"Cunning little one......"

Qi Xiang smiled, he didn't expect that harrier to be so smart.

"Wait, clever and smart?"

Qi Xiang's eyes froze, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong. No matter how powerful the harrier is, no matter how high it can fly, no matter how fast it is, no matter how agile it is, it is just a brute, and it should not have wisdom.

But looking at the harrier's behavior, it seems to be quite orderly.

Not to mention how it tracked it here, it was just because it had suffered a big loss before and knew that it couldn't beat itself, so it was discovered by itself and retreated in time, and then hid in the sky to peep, looking for an opportunity......

This style of work already has a bit of the meaning of the art of war.

The problem is, a flat-haired brute, who is provoked, should act according to instinct and attack people directly, how can he know what art of war?

Qi Xiang analyzed a little and came to two conclusions. One is that this harrier is controlled by people and has come here to spy on itself. Second, it is this harrier that may have opened a little wisdom......

"Interesting."

Qi Xiang pondered in his heart for a moment, then turned around and returned to the manor. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, when he entered the door, the door was closed, but a window was opened.

Closing the door and opening the window may just be a casual gesture to avoid sulking in the living room.

Qi Xiang didn't care, after entering the living room, he went to the kitchen to turn on the fire and cook, ready to treat himself. Eating, resting, and reading a book passed in the afternoon, and in the blink of an eye it was evening.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is dark, and you can't see your fingers. The wind was fierce, the leaves rattled, the dark clouds swept like waves, and the air was a little dull, as if it were going to rain.

As the rainstorm was brewing, a pale gray shadow landed in a corner of the manor with the help of the wind, and the eyes the size of beans flashed with a fine light.

"Whew!"

The wind blew and the shadow moved, and an afterimage swept by, and flew silently through the window into the living room...... (To be continued.) )

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