The spiritual rice was already ripe, and Zhang Zhixuan and the others took out a black paper crane more than two inches long from the house while picking the spiritual rice.

He used Dansha to write dozens of words on the paper crane, and then with a light touch of mana, the black paper crane flew into the sky lightly, and flew slowly towards the mountain gate.

This is a kind of communication paper crane, which is sealed with a spell Thousand Miles Transmission Technique, and the distance can reach thousands of miles.

If the distance exceeds a thousand miles, the mana stored by this paper crane will be exhausted.

The mountain gate is only about five or six hundred miles away from Lushan County, and at this distance, it is relatively safe to communicate with the communication of paper symbols.

Unless a monk deliberately intercepts him on the way, the information will be transmitted to the mountain gate in less than two hours.

The two of them were one east and one west, picking spiritual rice separately, Zhang Zhixuan had just stretched his waist, and he heard Qingchan shouting, and even the picked spiritual rice was sprinkled in a puddle.

This kind of chalcedony rice can't enter the soil at all, and the spiritual rice will take root and sprout as soon as it is like the soil, and it will not be eaten immediately.

Zhang Zhixuan was about to scold her, but suddenly found that Qing Chan's face was already blue and swollen, and he ran over with tears in his eyes, because he couldn't speak, and his mouth made a whimper.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhixuan's heart softened, he picked up Qingchan and looked at it carefully and asked, "What's wrong, I was stung by a spirit worm." ”

In these spiritual fields, there are often some pests, because there is spiritual energy in the spiritual field, and there is also spirituality in the spiritual grass, these pests will slowly mutate and become all kinds of strange spirit insects.

Some of them are more dangerous, with a very strong poison, even if the monks are poisoned, sometimes they die.

However, all things are mutually reinforcing, and generally speaking, within thirty steps of poisonous insects, there is usually an antidote that can be found to detoxify.

Qing Chan held back his tears, pulled Zhang Zhixuan's clothes and ran over, pointed to the seven or eight white jade-colored bees scattered around, and babbled in his mouth.

"I know, it was these bees that stung you, don't worry, I'll take them away and avenge you." Zhang Zhixuan pointed to the beehive and smiled.

He first took a closer look at Qing Chan and found that although Qing Chan's head was very swollen, it was not life-threatening.

Then he observed the size, shape, and habits of the white bees for a moment, and finally walked briskly into the room and took a closer look through a stack of bookshelves.

Because Zhang Zhixuan had just come down the mountain, he was not familiar with the work in Lingtian, so the seventh uncle, the second uncle and other older generations of Lingzhifu wrote a lot of their own notes and handed them to him, so that he could figure it out and read it at any time.

Moreover, Zhang Zhixuan's personality is also very studious, and he has often read various miscellaneous records of cultivating immortals for more than ten years of cultivation, and has copied many family books so that he can read them at any time under the mountain.

Zhang Zhixuan flipped through a few books successively, and finally excitedly opened a spirit insect book, pointed to the page above and said, "It's really a white jade bee."

Strange, how can there be a white jade bee here?

In addition to being in the deep mountains of the Southern Wilderness, this kind of spirit insect is raised in the mountain gate of the famous sect, how can it appear here for no reason?"

Zhang Zhixuan suppressed the doubts in his heart, ran out of the courtyard to carefully observe the hive of the white jade bee, and found that the hive of the white jade bee was mixed with many ordinary bees, and there were only a dozen white jade bees in total.

"It turned out that the wild bee absorbed the aura mutation." After discovering the reason, Zhang Zhixuan was overjoyed and thought secretly.

The white jade bee is a spirit insect that is very beneficial to immortal cultivators, and the honey they produce is a second-order high-grade elixir.

Once the queen bee of the white jade bee is advanced to the third level, the royal jelly produced is a treasure of the third order of the middle grade, which can not only increase cultivation and nourish the body, but also be the main medicine for refining the third order of the middle grade jade bee pill.

This kind of spirit insect usually places its nest next to exotic flowers and plants.

"Except for Qingxuanzong, I haven't heard that the nearby monk has successfully cultivated the White Jade Bee.

However, this kind of spiritual object, even if it is cultivated by other monks, it is estimated that it will not be leaked out casually. After all, the third-order mid-grade royal jelly, even if it is not used for alchemy, is a very precious spiritual object. Zhang Zhixuan thought in a panic.

"The white jade bee is a spirit worm, the hive can't move easily, and when they leave the familiar environment, they will stop collecting honey, and even attack their companions in a frenzy.

These characteristics are the blood and tears of the monks who have summed up their experience over the years.

In this nest of beehives, there are a total of more than a dozen white jade bees in it, and it seems that the level is only a first-order lower grade.

It can only be regarded as just mutating, and it will take tens or hundreds of years to cultivate a third-order white jade queen at the earliest. ”

Zhang Zhixuan used the object control technique to gently cut off a piece of beehive, then collected a little honey, and mashed the beehive and smeared it on Qing Chan's little face.

The bee venom of the white jade bee is not too powerful, and although Qing Chan was stung a few times, it was not life-threatening.

Its hive is also a kind of spiritual object, which can remove bee venom under external application, and can also refine the second-order mid-grade detoxification pill.

"Do you want to drink honey water often in the future?

If you want to drink honey water every day, you have to keep an eye on this nest of bees every day.

As soon as a new white bee appears, you should let me know as soon as possible, and if other weird bees appear, let me know as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the white bees would have died, and the later honey would not have been so sweet. Zhang Zhixuan touched the top of Qingchan's head, and said with a narrowed eye.

Qing Chan looked at the hateful bee, drank the sweet and fragrant honey water again, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

In order not to disturb this nest of white jade bees, the spiritual rice more than ten meters near the hive was not picked.

After Zhang Zhixuan and the others finished picking the rice, they weighed it.

Today's spiritual rice harvest is good, although there are three or four points of spiritual rice that have not been picked, and Qingchan has also sprinkled a few catties, but the total output is not much lower than last year.

Twenty-five acres of spiritual rice, the total output has exceeded 5,000 catties.

These more than 5,000 catties of chalcedony rice, the family will not sell one and a half catties and a tael, and all of them will be supplied to the monks in the clan for cultivation.

The day after the summons was issued, the family monks had already descended the mountain.

The monks who came to transport the spiritual rice were none other than the seventh uncle, Zhang Mengyuan, the seventeenth uncle, Zhang Mengyao, and they were followed by seven or eight young monks who were about twenty years old.

The one with the highest cultivation has only cultivated the third layer of qi, and the lowest one has not yet broken through the innate level.

Several people drove three huge carriages, and the horses pulling the carriages were nine feet high, and they looked majestic and majestic, not like ordinary ordinary horses.

"Even the Cloud Stepping Beast was brought out?" Zhang Zhixuan looked at the giant horse and asked strangely.

The Cloud Beast is a spirit animal domesticated by the Zhang family.

Two hundred years ago, Zhang Chuyun, a genius monk of the Zhang family, obtained a third-order high-grade demon beast flame horse.

Through the relationship between the family and the relatives, the Zhang family successively bought good horses at a high price to breed them, and only after thousands of failures did they successfully breed new horse breeds.

Compared with the common horse-like demon beasts, the Cloud Beast is much gentler in character, running with all its might, and its speed is also higher than that of a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

And the endurance of this spirit beast is also very good, and in one day and one night, it can run two thousand miles away.

It's a pity that the grade of this spirit beast is not high, and the newborn Cloud Stepping Beast is only a first-order lower grade, even if it grows to adulthood, it is only a first-order upper grade.

Moreover, the birth of this spirit beast is very difficult, and the family has been operating for two hundred years, but it has only successfully cultivated more than a dozen cloud-stepping beasts, and only seven have survived so far.

"In recent decades, Taicheng County has not been peaceful, for the sake of safety, the nineteenth brother let us bring the Cloud Stepping Beast with us.

So as not to be dangerous on the road, even if we can't defeat the enemy, we can outrun them and bring Lingmi back safely. Uncle Qi laughed.