The little pig often quarrels with the little finch, although he is lazy, but his mouth is not stupid, usually not less ridiculed by the little finch, seeing this, he laughs at the little finch for loving pomp and squeezing low-grade spiritual things. A spirit vermilion fruit was thrown into his mouth, and he said while chewing:

"I said, birds, you are too stupid to work for her in vain. I just can't get used to it. It's still good for me, I don't pay attention to any status, our Lingfeng pig clan is also second to none in the mountains, but I am very easy-going, I love to guide the juniors to practice, and I never like to put up a shelf in front of the juniors, and play majestic. ”

The birds and finches have only been born for decades, and they don't even have the most basic gathering spirits, so they have a longer lifespan than ordinary birds and beasts. In fact, his sanity is also very low, and he can't understand the pig's words, just chattering and working.

The little finch crossed his waist with his wings and sneered at each other, "Yo, what I said, how do I remember the last time a shameless guy saw Xiaohu call a wild wolf, and he followed most of it in vain?" Isn't it bullying Xiaohu who can't speak or speak, relying on his own cultivation to be high? ”

Little Piggy's fat face turned a little red: "Who said that?" It was Xiaohu who couldn't finish eating, so he specially brought it to me. ”

The little finch scoffed, "Really? How did I see someone following Xiaohu for a long time, saliva almost submerged the spirit grass on the ground, and he was still chirping at Xiaohu? Leaning on the saffron of a cloud tree, his wings were raised, and his pointed mouth was pouted, "Some people are just lazy, they don't fight if they want to eat, and they eat and drink at the master's place every day, it's really not ashamed!" ”

The little pig was annoyed: "I didn't have it!" I just can't bear to kill the beast myself, like some people, what to eat has never been sympathetic! ”

Xiao Que sneered and sarcastically: "Oh, so to speak, some people only get married when they are seven hundred years old, they are older than Sister Xiaohe, but their cultivation is much lower, it turns out that it is not because they are too lazy, but because they are too sympathetic." ”

Little Pig was finally embarrassed, as a demon beast with a lifespan second only to Zizhi and the fox demon in the second generation of Linggu, compared to the six-hundred-year-old Xiaohe in the late stage of the Yudan and the five-hundred-year-old Xiaoqi in the middle of the Yudan, his cultivation was really not good. But he still quibbled: "How can it be, our Lingfeng pig's nature is like this, eat, drink, sleep and sleep." And although I'm old, I'm not as qualified as Sister Xiaohe, so it's normal for my cultivation to be low...... Besides, Grandpa Turtle is 8,000 years old, but Brother Qingfeng is less than 3,000 years old, and his cultivation has been transformed! It can be seen that cultivation does not depend on age! Let's talk ..... again." He paused, as if estimating the environment, lowered his voice and muttered: "Besides, Grandpa Turtle is lazy, he lies motionless in the Spirit Lake every day, and the last time he slept was two hundred years old, I am lazy?!" Hum! ”

The female voice giggled, "Giggles, I'm laughing to death, if I don't work hard, I blame my bad qualifications, but I heard Grandpa Turtle say that his qualifications were not as good as yours in the past, but when he was seven hundred years old, he was in the late stage of marriage!" Besides, Xiaohu also has average qualifications, but he is only 300 years old and has become a big refiner! What about you, I've heard that some people are just in the early stages of body refining when they are more than 300 years old, right? It's only the early days of the knot, right? You still dare to compare with Grandpa Turtle, Grandpa Turtle's original habits are like that, he likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move, and besides, he sleeps for practice! ”

Mo Xiaoxiao woke up early in the morning and heard the quarrel between the little finch and the little pig. It's almost a must-have program to wake up early every morning. However, she didn't have a habit of being lazy in bed, so she got up. As a master and a highly educated new-century talent, she felt compelled to set an example for the lazy monsters of the whole valley.

Mo Xiaoxiao built a house by the lake, she didn't want to live in the lake, in the books, on the grass, in the cave, although the jade flower can also live, and there are things in it, big or small, but she still hopes to have a normal house. It's a pity that the valley is poor and white, and it is still very backward and primitive, and all these demon beasts basically retain the habit of burrowing and nesting.

Fortunately, after describing it in detail to Brother Qingfeng, the genius all-round Brother Qingfeng not only has an amazing comprehension in cultivation, but also has a strong hands-on ability. In less than half a day, I got such a small and exquisite bamboo house. Brother Qingfeng made it with the spiritual bamboo in his forest, which is impermeable to the wind, warm in winter and cool in summer.

There are also beds, wardrobes, tables, and chairs made of bamboo, and the beds are covered with quilts made of cloud wool from the knots of the century-old kapok trees in the valley, and mattresses made of soft grass that grows in the valley. At the head of the bed was a mirror of the frozen water of the Spirit Lake, and a comb made of mahogany. There is a bamboo pipe on the table, and a peach blossom essence is inserted in it that will not wither. It is said that ordinary spirit plants are not easy to cultivate than spirit beasts, and for hundreds of years, they are just some gathering spirits and opening up their minds. Cannot move, and does not attack. It can only be regarded as a spirit. Xiao Lotus and Zizhi are considered to be outstanding among spiritual plants.

She made pots and pans from the turtle shells given by Grandpa Xuantu, and she also made some food in the small kitchen every day. Behind the bamboo house, she planted the spirit value of the spiritual grass similar to grains and vegetables that she found after cultivation, and after two years of careful cultivation, she already had a large area. Finally this rainforest-like valley has a bit of a human habitation.

Really have a Robinson feel to have a wood there?

Walking out of the house, he looked up and smiled at the little finch on the cloud tree: "Okay, okay, little finch, you are bullying the little pig again." ”

Xiaoque does not follow: "How can I have it, Xiaoxiao, you are the most eccentric, and the loss of people is so good to you, every time you pick the fruit, you will leave more than half of it, and you actually help the little pig so much and don't help me, woo...... People's hearts are broken......"

Piggy smiled. The round body twisted and rubbed against Mo Xiaoxiao's side.

Xiaoxiao knew that although they would quarrel like this every day, they actually had a good relationship, so they didn't say much.

Eight-year-old Mo Xiaoxiao has grown from a little girl carved in pink to a girl with a little style. Mo Xiaoxiao looks in the mirror every time, and it is not good to be stinky and beautiful. Although this appearance is somewhat similar to that of when she was young, but after being nourished by the spiritual energy of Linggu, and after cultivating and refining her muscles and bones, her skin can be pinched out of water, her hair is dense and black, her eyes are clear and bright, and she has the temperament of a fairy elf.

Xiaoqing, who came out to forage after the warm spring, just heard the quarrel of the little finches and pigs and was twisting this way, and when she heard the small sound, she turned her head and swam away.

Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xiaoqing's thick snake body.

It is said that Mo Xiaoxiao was very afraid of snakes in her previous life, and that day she screamed in fright when she saw Xiaoqing encircling herself with a snake body, but she got used to it after a few years, but she didn't expect Xiaoqing to look fierce, thick, and highly poisonous, but she was a delicate and timid girl. That day, Mo Xiaoxiao's scream deeply stabbed Xiaoqing's young heart, causing Xiaoqing to look at her now and be afraid, either with tears in her eyes, or take a detour when she saw her, she was in the valley for five years, and subdued a dry demon beast with sincerity and good temper, only Xiaoqing, who was already a little homely, became more homely, only secretly came out at night to get something to eat, and usually didn't dare to go out. She is only a hundred years old, but she has already gathered spirits, and the ontology of the beautiful snake is actually very good, but she is very timid.

Mo Xiaoxiao got some spiritual water and prepared to make breakfast.

The little finch fluttered its wings and flew down, courteously helping her. The little pig also smirked and moved his fat body.

It is said that although these demon beasts have been cultivating for hundreds or thousands of years, they have never been exposed to such things as cooking in this isolated mountain all year round.

When Mo Xiaoxiao steamed a pot of fragrant spiritual rice for the first time, as soon as he opened the door, there was a circle of birds and beasts outside the house. Even the most peaceful Xuantu, who barely eats, smells the fragrance and comes out of the water, and the most deserted cultivation mad Qingfeng also rarely comes out of his bamboo forest.

Since then, Mo Xiaoxiao has become a popular chef in Linggu after cultivation. Thank you to my parents for not cultivating me into a delicate girl who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains, otherwise I would have to drink Mao Ru's blood......

I washed rice skillfully and picked up a pan and put it into the largest size. No way, the population is large, and the amount of food is large. I was about to go to the back of the house to pick some spiritual vegetables, and when I turned my head, Xiaofeng, who was dressed in bright feathers, had already come with a lot of wings, and it seemed that she liked them.

took the vegetables, turned out a small green worm, and the little finch pecked it without saying a word. Mo Xiaoxiao made a decision in his hand, spewing out a cluster of clear water from his fingertips, holding the spiritual vegetables in one hand, and washing them up and down and left and right with the other. Even though he had done it countless times, Mo Xiaoxiao still felt proud of this little spell, and he hummed a song unconsciously in his mouth. Alas, it's a pity that no one watched such a wonderful thing.

Wash and cut and prepare for panning. The fire phoenix, which had already been prepared, opened its mouth and spat out a small flame at the bottom of the pot, and the pot heated up after a while. The flame grade is too high, I used to accidentally burn the vegetables, and the turtle shell was burned out a few, and then it was the grandfather of Xuantu who saw that they were embarrassed to burn, so he took out the turtle shell that he had faded off in his early years, and carved a spell on it, which can be large or small, both high temperature resistance and particularly good thermal conductivity, and the heating is even, and then slowly spit it out after absorbing the heat of the flame, and then slowly spit it out, and the original violent flame can become extremely docile, and the utilization rate is high, a flame can support the stir-fried vegetables, and the three flames will steam the rice.

Mo Xiao said cautiously, if these living treasures are brought back to the original world, everyone will no longer be afraid of resource depletion.

Xiaoque and Xiaofeng only eat vegetarian grains, Xiaozhu is meat and vegetarian, Miaomiao and Xiaohu love to eat more meat, and Xuantu Grandpa generally only eats some small fish and shrimp; Brother Qingfeng only loves the dew on the bamboo leaves, but Mo Xiaoxiao likes to drink the wine he made with the dew now; Xiaohe stays in Linghu all year round and only drinks the water of Linghu; Zizhi is a high-grade spiritual plant, with more than a thousand years of cultivation, but its cultivation is much higher than that of ordinary spiritual trees and spiritual grasses. It's also that everyone in the valley doesn't like to eat elixir, otherwise she would have become a beast and a great tonic for humans outside the face, let alone survive the catastrophe and become a spirit body. Although she can move at will after achieving the spirit body, she still likes to stay on the cliff on the side of the Qingjiao Peak where she was born, and she only comes down once in a long time, and she is also fed by sunshine and rain and dew, and the aura of heaven and earth is fed. Aunt Xuelu only likes to eat the spirit grass at the entrance of her cave, but occasionally comes to eat small dishes. Xiaoqing, who was afraid of life, never dared to come. It's just that when the food comes out of the pot, it will smell the aroma and drool from a distance, and the saliva with venom will drip down, and the spirit grass on the ground will be black.

After a while, it was ready, the fragrance was overflowing, and a small purple mink also came running from a distance, as fast as lightning, and when she got closer, she saw that she had a fat fish in her mouth. Although she was born in the year Mo Xiaoxiao came, and she has not yet gathered spirits, her spiritual sense is already very good, and she can understand simple language. Grandpa Xuantu also said that her qualifications are very top-notch, and she is not worse than Brother Qingfeng. And the inexplicable dependence on Mo Xiaoxiao, since he was a child, he loves to follow Mo Xiaoxiao, eats, drinks and sleeps here in Mo Xiaoxiao, Mo Xiaoxiao is also a person who likes small animals, and used to raise some cats and dogs at home, and Xiaomink is clever and has the speed to get his hands on, so he is not excluded.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the spirit beasts watching cautiously from a distance, although he also wanted to give them food, but Grandpa Xuantu said that they didn't have spiritual sense yet, so don't get too close to them, otherwise they will be too dependent on Xiaoxiao, and if they waste their cultivation, it is not appropriate to practice for them, so they have to give up. Only occasionally if you do too much, you will give them some.

Today came more neatly, I couldn't sit in the bamboo house, Mo Xiaoxiao saw that the weather was also very good, so I planned to go outside for a picnic.

Stretched out his hand to spread out a piece of self-woven spiritual cloth, commanded Xiaoque and Xiaofeng to serve the food, waved his hand and slapped the little pig who was stealing while roasting meat.

Swinging out, each demon picked up the demon's favorite food and sat down, circled around, and opened the fruit wine juice, which was sweet and silky.

Although Xiaoque is a sparrow, the amount of food is not small, and he firmly holds the three dishes in front of him, which provokes Xiaofeng to set fire to her when she opens her mouth. Since the lazy pig learned to barbecue, he has become much more diligent, rushing to barbecue every time, and then stealing it while roasting. After a few years, his already round body has become more round, originally a mutated Lingfeng pig, can swim in the water and fly in the air, and has pink wings, it turned out that it was because the little finch laughed at him like a girl and refused to show it, but now he is even more embarrassed to admit that he originally had wings because he was too fat to fly.