On the second day, Xiao Yao got up early. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a patch of green. It was too late last night for him to see the situation in the yard. There are all kinds of vegetables and fruits planted in the yard, and these vegetables and fruits have slight vitality fluctuations on them, these are all spiritual treasures.

Looking at the Lingbao all over the yard, he couldn't help but smack his tongue. Old man Mu is worthy of being a master of farming, planting so many spiritual treasures. Most of these spiritual treasures are low-grade at the star level, but there are a large number of them. Every spiritual treasure here can set off a storm when it is brought to Yishui City, but Old Man Mu just treats them as his usual meals, which makes Xiao Yao not only shake his head and smile bitterly: It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

"Let's go, let's go to Lingbao Garden. ”

Mu Ling'er took Xiao Yao and walked to the back of the yard, like a cheerful little sparrow along the way, chattering to him about her and Old Man Mu's life.

It didn't take long for them to come to an empty valley. The area of the valley is very large, and it is full of all kinds of spiritual treasures, from the lower grade of the star rank to the upper grade of the star rank, which is dazzling for Xiao Yao. He didn't know most of these spirit treasures, but looking at the fluctuations of the vitality on their bodies, he knew that the grade of these spirit treasures was not low.

From a distance, they saw Mu Fengshou's somewhat rickety figure, he was holding a hoe and taking care of Lingbao in the ground.

"Damn brute, you're here to spoil the old man's spiritual treasure again!"