In a trance, Fu Yun felt that he had a long dream.

In the dream, he was in a warrior family, and his status didn't seem to be low, and he was the young master of the head of the family.

By chance, he had a system, but the system didn't make him stronger, but instead gave him a bunch of non-combat support skills.

Fu Yun, who was asleep, didn't know that at this time, he was in a space with a dazzling red light, his eyes closed, and his body lying flat and levitating.

The surrounding space seemed to bubble, and strings of characters kept appearing, and then disappeared quickly.

There is only one character that reads: "Mission failed !!"

Beside him, Xiao You was looking at him in a daze.

The corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she murmured in an almost inaudible voice: "Fu Yun, no matter where you go, I will accompany you." ”

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Fu Yun dreamed that he was wandering in the vast spiritual field, but he couldn't find the way he came in.

In a hurry, he opened his eyes suddenly.

As he woke up from his dream, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings around him.

An unpleasant stench came to my nose.

Fu Yun immediately frowned, what's going on?

He sat up in a daze, rubbing his eyes, feeling that there was still some sliminess on his right cheek.

As soon as he reached out and touched it, a wet and yellow thing immediately got on his hand.

This unique feeling immediately lifted his spirits, and when he looked at it, his eyes immediately widened, and he almost screamed.

It's a piece of stuck to your hand!

As if a basin of ice water had been poured on him in the summer, the remaining sleepiness in his mind immediately dissipated, and he was completely awake with a spirit.

Looking around, I realized that I was in a chicken shed.

More than a dozen snow-white white-feathered chickens were wandering around lively, and the in his hands was a masterpiece left behind.

What's going on? How did I get here?

As soon as Fu Yun flashed this thought, he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body, and a large amount of information suddenly poured into his mind like a tide.

This is called "empowerment".

Soon, Fu Yun knew about the situation here.

For some reason, he turned into a disciple who specializes in raising chickens in the Xiuzhen sect.

Am I crossing again?

Fu Yunwu wondered to himself.

However, he didn't notice that his memories of the previous time were rapidly fading.

In an instant, he completely forgot about his previous experience in Xishan City and Xuanwu Sect, and accepted the new setting very naturally.

Fu Yun wiped the yellow and white things off his face, stood up, and patted the thatch on his body.

Looking at the chickens around who were eating and walking by themselves, not afraid of themselves at all, Fu Yun licked his lips.

Through the quiet replacement of his memories just now, he already clearly knew that these were not ordinary chickens, but a carnivorous spirit beast, called Bailingyan chicken.

Although he had been raising the White Spirit Rock Chicken in the sect for almost two years, he had never tasted what this spirit beast meat was like.

He squinted his eyes and carefully observed the white spirit rock chickens in the moonlight, their feathers were as bright as new, shining with dazzling light, except for the regular golden yellow ring pattern growing on the soles of their feet.

It is said that the braised chicken feet made of chicken feet of Bai Lingyan chicken, and the golden chicken steak made of chicken breast, are two of the most popular dishes in the sect.

Thinking of this, Fu Yun couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I don't know when I will be blessed to taste these two delicacies.

However, although this Bailingyan chicken is delicious, it is not so easy to raise.

Spirit animals have stricter requirements for nutrition, and they also eat much more than ordinary creatures.

But this is also understandable, horses have no night grass and no fat, and chickens are not beautiful if they don't eat much.

Fu Yun had fed the group of ancestors once before he fell asleep, but they saw that he was awake at this time, and after wandering around for a while, they all gathered around to beg for food.

In fact, in addition to this chicken shed, Fu Yun is also responsible for the cultivation of a spiritual field not far away, and he is already exhausted after watering and fertilizing this morning.

After finishing his work, he hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and rushed to fill Bai Lingyan chicken, so he fell asleep directly in the chicken shed when he was tired.

With the "recovery" of Fu Yun's memory, some of the knowledge and experience in his mind about breeding and planting were immediately fully utilized.

Moreover, Fu Yun's knowledge is completely different from the methods taken by others, not those big road goods that everyone knows, but with real materials.

Other disciples breed spirit chickens, and they only know that feeding them with high-quality spirit rice will have better results, but they must know that spirit rice is not cheap, if a white spirit rock chicken is fed by spirit rice, the cost is enough to buy ten white spirit rock chickens, and they have to die.

The knowledge that Fu Yun has is to raise better Bailingyan chickens on the basis of the same or even cheaper cost.

For example, how often should these Bailingyan chickens be fed at intervals, what should be made up of the food they feed, and how should the proportions be matched.

For another example, how many spiritual plants are most suitable for a spiritual field, how much is the appropriate distance between each spiritual plant, and how often should the spiritual plants be watered and fertilized.

After mastering and flexibly using this knowledge, Fu Yun's Bai Lingyan chicken was always much heavier than that raised by other disciples, and other people's Bai Lingyan chicken was generally about seven or eight catties fat, while his could reach at least ten catties or more.

Like these spirit beasts bred by the disciples of the sect, they were all purchased by the sect at designated points. And to encourage everyone to feed carefully, there is usually a minimum weight standard for purchases.

For example, the Bailingyan chicken purchased by the sect must be at least six catties or more, and if it exceeds seven catties, some of the extra sects will give more money per catty.

Fu Yun looked up at the sky, the sun was still some distance from the distant mountain, it should be around three o'clock in the afternoon.

He scooped out a spoonful of exclusive chicken feed from the bamboo basket on the side, sprinkled it among the chickens, and saw that there was no situation around, then came to the open space on the side, sat cross-legged and cultivated.

The character that Fu Yun is crossing now, with the same name and surname, seems to have little energy when he looks lazy on weekdays, but he actually works very hard.

The world of Xiuzhen looks beautiful, but in fact the competition is very fierce, and it can even be described as cruel. Fu Yun didn't have a prominent background like those second generations of immortals, and he knew that it would not be easy to survive in this cultivation realm. Therefore, in between raising chickens and farming, he always seized all his free time to insist on cultivating.