It took Fu Shiyi and the two of them half a month to finish harvesting the red pith rice.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle, who were in charge of escorting Lingmi, also rushed to the ancient cliff residence from Luofeng Mountain as scheduled with the law enforcement team of the clan. When they saw the bags of bulging red pith rice placed in the bamboo building, they smiled one by one:

"This year is really a happy event in the clan, not only the green plum fruit on the mountain has sold three more lower grade spirit stones than in previous years, but even the red pith rice is also a bumper harvest, third brother, this is estimated to have 5,300 catties of red pith rice, right?"

"Old eight, you are really going back more and more, there are 5,429 catties of red pith rice here. ”

In this way, each person will be able to get a ration of more than 100 catties this year, which is the best harvest in 10 years. ”

The crowd laughed and carried the sacks on the backs of the six scorched horned deer.

The third uncle saw that the scorched horned deer led by him was so old that his teeth were about to fall out, and he sighed a little:

"This old deer was bought by the sixth generation of the head of the family when our Fu family migrated to Luofeng Mountain, and I bought a pair at that time, and the old doe has passed away. But in the past two hundred years, five fawns have also been bred. ”

These six scorched horns have fiery red horns, and they are all first-order high-grade spirit beasts.

It is said that the clan was unanimously opposed to spending nearly a hundred spirit stones to buy such a pair of spirit beasts, but more than 200 years have passed, and time has proved that the decision of the sixth generation of the head of the family is right.

Every year, the output of deer antler velvet can increase the income of more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones for the clan. Moreover, the Blazing Horned Deer's feet are faster than those of ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, so it also plays the role of transporting goods.

It's a pity that she has only reigned for ten years, otherwise under her leadership, the Fu family may have gone to glory.

In order to ensure that Lingmi can be safely transported back to Fengshan.

In addition to sending out the Eighth Uncle and the Twelfth Uncle, who had already reached the ninth level of Qi Training, the clan also sent out the law enforcement team who had all cultivated the Eighth Layer of Qi Training.

The law enforcement team cultivated the Seven-Star Sword Formation, and their seven-person formation was comparable to the monks of the first level of foundation.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle can also contain a foundation building monk, and the Fu family has a great relationship with the Qingxu Sect, so even if there are casual cultivators along the way, they are safe.

When the third uncle left, he still remembered to explain to Fu Shiyi:

"Although the red pith rice has been harvested, in order to keep the spiritual energy of the spiritual field intact, every ten days, you have to perform the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Technique. ”

"In addition, the Blood Spirit Grass casts the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Technique every five days, and the Seven Star Grass has to perform the Gathering Spirit Transformation Rain Technique every other day, remember not to leave the Ancient Cliff Residence unguarded, if you have something to do, you will order Fu Da and his wife. ”

The third uncle has been chattering for a long time, and he can't rest assured.

Fu Shiyi understood his feelings, after all, the third uncle had been staying in the ancient cliff residence since he was forty years old, if it weren't for the fact that his qi and blood began to decay, he was no longer able to do it, and he would not have returned to the mountain to retire:

"Third uncle, I have written down everything you said, don't worry, if there is an accident that my niece can't handle, I will notify the clan as soon as possible. ”

The clan gave her three one-time summons, just in case.

Seeing that the convoy had been rectified, and what he should have explained had also been explained, the third uncle finally reluctantly glanced at the ancient cliff residence, and then turned around and left. Fu Shiyi chased two steps:

"Third uncle, the ten lower-grade spirit stones in the spirit bowl will be returned to you when my father returns from going out. ”

Since Fu Shiyi's cultivation is now only at the second level of Qi cultivation, although she has been figuring out and practicing the "Gathering Spirit and Transforming Rain Technique" for the past five months, if she wants to use rain, she still needs the assistance of magic weapons.

The Gathering Spirit Bowl is a first-order high-grade magic weapon, which was accumulated by the third uncle for twenty years and spent nearly thirty low-grade spiritual talent stones to purchase it. Fu Shiyi bought it at one-third of the price, which was already a big bargain.

After all, for the Four Spirit Root Cultivators, the clan only sends three lower grade spirit stones a year.

A month after the red pith rice was harvested, Fu Shiyi began to plough the fields with a spirit hoe.

The soil of the spiritual field contains spiritual energy, and it takes five thousand catties of strength to dig it up, and Fu Da and his wife only have the cultivation of the fifth layer of the innate stage, so they can only follow behind Fu Shiyi and crush the spiritual soil she turned out.

Fu Shiyi turned over the soil, and from time to time he glanced back at the soil that Fu Da had crushed to see if there were any spirit worms.

The spirit insect is a first-order low-grade spirit insect, the whole body is multicolored, feeds on the aura of the soil, and is the biggest black sheep in the loss of aura in the spiritual field.

"Eleventh Aunt"

Fu Shiyi heard Fu Da's deliberately suppressed voice, turned around, and was still a little excited when he saw the five-colored insect lurking in the soil motionless:

"I didn't think there were really spirit-loving insects in the soil. ”

It was the first time she had seen it.

Fu Shiyi gestured to Fu Da and his wife, telling them to stand still, using the aura of the dantian by themselves, and quickly pinching the magic method with both hands, a small golden needle flew out of their fingertips, and the breath went straight through the body of the spirit worm.

"This soul worm is really sleepy and delicious, but it can be regarded as a blessing to be able to die in your sleep. ”

Although the spirit worm is a spirit worm, it has no usable value, Fu Shiyi asked Fu Da to throw the corpse of the spirit worm outside the spirit field, and burned it when cooking at night.

In the morning, I turned over less than a penny.

When the three of them went back to the bamboo building for lunch, the corpse of the spirit worm was gone.

Fu Shiyi wondered: "Fu Da, when you threw it out, it was still alive?"

Fu Da shook his head: "It's dead." ”

But there are only three of them in this ancient cliff dwelling, how could the corpse of this spirit worm disappear for no reason.

Fu Shiyi and the three of them were afraid that something would go wrong, and they didn't care about eating lunch, so they immediately looked at the ten acres of spiritual land separately, but after looking carefully, they didn't find any suspicious traces.

"Let's go, let's go to the spiritual field where red pith rice is planted again. ”

Fu Shiyi came to the place where Fu Da threw away the soul worm in the morning, and after a closer look, he really found something: "This is the mark of a little bird's foot." ”

The Ancient Cliff Residence has arranged a set of second-order high-grade maze arrays, even if it is a monk in the foundation building period, it can be besieged for half an hour, presumably this bird and beast also broke in by mistake.

"Oh no, Spirit Peach Tree!"

Since it is a bird, its preferred habitat is naturally in the trees.

Fu Shiyi was shocked into a cold sweat, he used his light body technique, and took the first step to come to the spirit peach tree in the center of the spiritual field, and was relieved to find that the flowers on the branches had not been ruined.

"Aunt Eleven, is that bird in a tree?"

Fu Da and his wife arrived one step later, and Fu Shiyi had already used his divine sense to search for the trace of the bird. Since there are already blooming spiritual peach blossoms next to the birds, Fu Shiyi does not plan to use the "Golden Needle Duel" this time to prevent harm to the pond fish.

Fu Shiyi pinched the trick with both hands.

The cyan light that resembled the pattern of a porcelain bottle lit up under her feet, and a deep green vine emerged from the blue light under her feet like a living thing.

Fu Shiyi's hands changed.

At an astonishing speed, the green vine was quickly outlined in the air, and the branches were rushed up with lightning speed, and a faint green branch and leaf bloomed on the vine.

"Wrapped!"