Summer goes and autumn comes.

The ears of rice in the thirteen acres of spiritual fields in the Jade Cliff are full, almost hanging to the ground, and you can see the uniform grains of the spiritual valley.

Fang Xi held a sickle in his hand and began to harvest.

The growth of these red-blooded spiritual rice was similar to what he estimated, and one acre of land could harvest three hundred catties of spiritual rice.

During this period, the old man of the rotten wood still came to the door with his face on his face, and wanted to introduce a few of his own spiritual farmers to Fang Xi, but Fang Xi directly refused.

Then Wei Yixin also came, showing off that he had gained a lot from his last outing, and invited Fang Xi to go on an expedition outside the island together.

In this regard, Fang Xi naturally rolled his eyes and still refused.

At this time, his friendship with these two families was really getting weaker and weaker.

This is exactly what Fang Xi needs.

The granary was specially repaired in the courtyard, and after putting the last bag of spiritual rice into storage, Fang Xi couldn't help but let out a long breath.

After days of hard work, even he felt a little tired.

After meditating and pranayama, Fang Xi took out the spiritual rice he had just collected this year and stuffed a pot of red-blooded spiritual rice.

Whew!

After the rice was fully cooked, he lifted the lid of the pot and saw a pot of red spiritual rice, still steaming.

It's just that in the heat, there is a fishy smell.

Fang Xi picked up the chopsticks, just took a sip, and frowned: "It does have a very rough taste and a little fishy...... It's best not to eat it on its own, but to make it into other pastries and the like. ”

However, after eating this red-blooded spiritual rice, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were lively, and it was not much different from eating Tai Sui meat.

"Anyway, this spiritual rice is not for me to eat, but for Tai Sui to eat, so be it......

If Tai Sui wants to produce meat, he also has to keep feeding food.

Fang Xi believed that this spiritual rice in the immortal cultivation realm must be much stronger than ordinary rice grains.

"When the time comes, I will plant spiritual rice, feed the spiritual rice to Tai Sui, and then cut Tai Sui's meat to feed the demon tree...... A perfect self-produced and self-sold industrial chain! ”

You can keep a little bit of the rice for seeding, and then continue to plant it next year.

In this way, it is almost equivalent to a steady supply of Tai Sui meat, and there is no need to go out to fight blood food!

This is also to reduce the risk of demon tree exposure!

"Well, I have to return the spirit stone, I'm a man of my word."

Fang Xi deliberately set aside six hundred catties of red-blood spirit rice, which was going to be returned to the old Taoist of the rotten wood.

This old Taoist borrowed his twenty spirit stones to buy the 'Flying Talisman', but in fact, his vision and courage were not bad.

It's a pity that there are too many unsuccessful descendants, and I'm afraid that the future of the Mu family will be worried.

Before, although Old Dao of Rotten Wood patted his chest and assured that his family would definitely work hard, Fang Xi still didn't want to be disturbed, completely because he didn't want to be disturbed.

It has nothing to do with paying back.

But...... When I start cultivating the 'Immortal Technique' in the future, I won't be able to get too far away from the Emerald Cliff...... I don't know if I really need such a person to find out the outside world for me, or even buy supplies......

"But you must not choose an adult, it is better to cultivate it from an early age and be loyal......

'It's still too much trouble, if you can collect the puppetry. ’

Fang Xi put the spirit rice into the storage bag, released the black cloud pocket, and immediately flew into the air and headed towards Jingyue Lake.

Today, Ruan Xingling also sent a transmission note, indicating that the flying magic weapon had been refined, and it happened that the two things had been done together.

……

Mirror Moon Lake.

The spiritual mist is miao, and there seems to be a moon wheel phantom floating and sinking in it.

Fang Xi took out his magic token, and the mist automatically dispersed, revealing a passage.

He harnessed the black cloud pocket, flew directly into the Ruan family's mansion, and found Ruan Xingling.

Backyard.

Ruan Xingling took out a palm-sized flying boat and handed it to Fang Xi: "Fortunately, you don't disgrace your life, take a look!" ”

Fang Xi bowed his head and took the boat to take a closer look.

I saw that this boat was the size of a palm, showing an apricot yellow color, indicating that there was some woody texture.

On each side of the boat, a black wing pattern is depicted.

"Black Feather Boat, this boat is made of the wing bones of first-order high-grade birds, and I have also added a cloud cotton wood to increase stability and comfort, and a windproof shield can be opened to avoid wind disturbance when flying......"

Ruan Xingling said: "You can try." ”

"No need, the island owner made a move, I naturally believe it."

Fang Xi directly smiled and accepted the black feather boat: "I don't know how much spirit stone is worth for the island master's move?" ”

"You can just give a cloud of wood material money, refining such magic weapons, it will also be beneficial for me to cultivate alchemy!"

Ruan Xingling waved his hand: "After all, I was originally going to refine the Qinghe Sword for Ling, but this time I just changed my requirements......"

……

"In Mirror Moon Lake, there doesn't seem to be any earth fire?"

Fang Xi walked out of Jingyue Lake, but there was another thing in his heart.

He also has a refining inheritance in his hand, although he only tasted it and stopped when he confirmed that his talent was not good, but he also knew some general knowledge.

Cultivating a first-order magic weapon, if you are not a foundation building monk and can't use your own innate true fire, then you can only use the earth fire!

And in Jingyue Lake or even on Peach Blossom Island, there should be no fire veins!

So...... It is a few other partial refining techniques, such as ...... Raise a demon beast that can swallow demon fire?! ’

Fang Xi touched his chin and took out the Black Feather Boat.

After the mana was injected, the boat suddenly swelled up and turned into a small boat that was a long one.

Feeling that the mana was injected without any stagnation, Fang Xi couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

He jumped onto the boat and found that above the base, there were several grooves that could be placed in spirit stones instead of the monk's mana consumption.

Generally speaking, most of the long-distance flying spirit boats cannot be completely driven by the monk's mana, and they still have to consume spirit stones!

However, if he flew on Peach Blossom Island, Fang Xi's own mana would be enough.

"Let's go!"

He pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the black feather boat suddenly flew up in the air, like a black streamer!

"This speed is much faster than that of the Black Cloud Dou, almost comparable to the 'Flying Talisman'!"

After flying into the sky for a while, after confirming the performance, Fang Xi couldn't help but be a little silent.

Such a spirit boat is probably close to the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

"This favor is not small......"

It's a pity that the more this is the case, the more Fang Xi doesn't dare to find Ruan Xingling to refine the snake armor.

"After I go back, while the farm is slack, I have to quickly arrange the small cloud and rain array to isolate all peeping ......"

After all, after the underground cave was developed, everything was on the right track.

By next year, we will probably be able to plant trees.

Fang Xi was in a good mood and came to the Twin East Peaks.

"Ancestor!"

At this time, from the continuous houses, there was a heart-rending cry.

"What's going on?"

Fang Xi landed on the flying boat, saw a Mu family monk, and hurriedly asked.

"Mu Decay Ancestor...... Sit-down! ”

The monk was about fifty years old, his eyes were red, and his voice was crying: "Fellow Daoist came just in time, I was about to inform you ......"

"Rotten wood, it's ......"

Before Fang Xi thought about it, he felt that the old way of rotten wood was not far away, and he couldn't help but be silent.

Life is sometimes so fragile.

Compared with those loose cultivators who are like duckweed in the wind, the old Taoist of rotten wood can sit at home and be buried in the family spiritual land after death......

"That's a ......"

Fang Xi hurriedly said some comforting words, but he thought that he had seen Old Dao of Rotten Wood a few months ago, and he had already found that the other party was dead.

Presumably, the other party himself already knew that after arranging the future, he suddenly had nothing to say.

He walked a few steps and came to the lobby of the Mu family, which had been temporarily arranged in the style of a mourning hall, and a group of filial sons and grandsons were crying in filial piety clothes.

"Mu Yu and I are also friends, so I'm here to worship!"

Fang Xi twisted three sticks of incense, bowed solemnly, and turned to the Mu family.

"Thank you ......"

Mu Wen was dressed in filial piety clothes, wiped his tears, and seemed to be a little less arrogant than before.

'Young people grow up fast...... I hope that there will be a change in the future, and I will live up to the hard work of the rotten wood......

Fang Xi sighed in his heart, and said: "I borrowed twenty spirit stones from the Rotten Wood Daoist before, and today the spirit rice is harvested, and I want to return it, but I didn't expect it to be eternal, alas...... I also hope that the rotten wood Taoist friend will be reincarnated in the future and continue to embark on the path! ”

This is just a scene, after all, there is no such thing as a netherworld in the immortal cultivation world.

The so-called reincarnation is just a good wish.

When Mu Wen heard this, he was a little stunned: "Before the ancestor soul wandered into the void, he didn't say anything about it......

That's twenty spirit stones! Could it be that the old ancestor was confused at that time?

It's just, why don't you leave an IOU voucher?

Fortunately, this person still knows to repay the money, but he doesn't know if the interest has been deducted!

Mu Wen's heart couldn't help but turn a thousand times.

Seeing him there, Fang Xi didn't say much, and handed over a storage bag containing six hundred catties of spiritual rice to Mu Wen: "This is six hundred catties of spiritual rice, the storage bag is my funeral gift, and the virtuous nephew doesn't have to give it to ......."

"What's so embarrassing?" Although Mu Wen said kind words in his mouth, his palm was holding the storage bag.

Fang Xi comforted a few more words, turned to leave, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Or have you only experienced a layer of skin...... Sure enough, it is the most difficult to change in people's bones. ”

……

Emerald Bluff.

Fang Xi did not go to the funeral of the old man.

He went to worship once, and when he did what he wanted, he was gone.

After all, he also has some friendship with the old way.

As for this old man's desire to transfer his friendship to his children and grandchildren? It's a bit naïve......

Fang Xi took out the geographical jade slip that he had measured before, came to the first position, grabbed a array flag with both hands, and slammed it into the ground!

This array of flags is white, and there are many mysterious runes embroidered on the surface of the flag, and there are fluorescent circulation.

"There are a total of eighteen flags for the Xiaoyun Rain Array, as well as other auxiliary components...... Coupled with the core array disk, it is much more expensive than ordinary magic weapons......"

"If there is a slight mistake or omission in the formation, this formation will not be coherent......"

Fang Xi also sighed at this time, no wonder it was best to cultivate the divine sense to get started.

I don't have a divine sense, I can't release it, and many measurements and calculations are very troublesome, and even after arranging the array flag, observing the flow of spiritual energy is far less clear than the divine consciousness at a glance.

Fortunately, there is a jade slip, if you copy the answer, Fang Xi can still do it.

After a busy day, he came to the cultivation room, and with a solemn face, he inlaid the lower grade spirit stones on the array plate.

"The sexagenary branches are all right......

"This is the time!"

After calculating the time and distance, Fang Xi buried the array plate in the dug array eye.

Buzzing!

The array disk was activated instantly, and white spirit patterns appeared, and continued to spread around.

Fang Xi held the main token to control the prohibition and continued to debug it......

(End of chapter)