"Willow ...... Uncle Liu, I really don't blame me, I'm just ......."

When Fan Xiaojian saw Liu Jiannan coming, he was also pitiful and wanted to explain, but before he finished speaking, Liu Jiannan waved his hand and opened his mouth.

"Enough is enough!!"

While drinking, Liu Jiannan shook his sleeves and glared at Fan Xiaojian fiercely.

"The mountains of potatoes and other plants that are inexplicably surging wildly, give you a night to clean up this seat. If there's a slight, you know the consequences. ”

After that, Liu Jiannan glared at Fan Xiaojian again, Fan Xiaojian quickly shut up, crying and mourning, feeling a little sad in his heart, feeling that he had disappointed Liu Jiannan.

At the same time, many disciples around saw that Liu Jiannan had spoken, although they did not punish Fan Xiaojian, they generally felt satisfied, so they glared at Fan Xiaojian a few more times, and then gradually dissipated.

"Why are you still stunned? It's getting dawn, so don't hurry up!"

Seeing that everyone dissipated, Liu Jiannan's anger in his heart still did not subside, and he scolded again.

Fan Xiaojian cried and mourned when he heard this, and he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and he wanted to drag Brother Pingtou out and beat him a hundred times.

It's just that this little flat head doesn't know where to hide, there is no movement at all, Fan Xiaojian has been looking in his storage ring for a while, but he has not found any trace of it.

"Well, forget it, I'll figure it out myself. ”

After Liu Jiannan and the others also left, Fan Xiaojian was pitiful and quietly called out of the system, and his divine sense entered the huge warehouse of the system.

"Brother System, is there any product that can dig up a mountain of potatoes and other plants without causing an explosion?"

As soon as Fan Xiaojian's words came out, a golden light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a golden shovel appeared in his sea of consciousness.

"Whirlwind Luoyang shovel:

Three-grade auxiliary magic weapon, the divine shovel comes with a formation pattern method, when used, it can be separated from most of the rules and the power of divine consciousness, so that the user can dig holes or transplant plants without alarming the prohibition, formation, or even aura. ”

"Die flat, wait for Lao Tzu!"

"One day, Lao Tzu will clean you up. ”

Fan Xiaojian gritted his teeth and spent more than ten seconds getting the three-grade magic weapon Whirlwind Luoyang Shovel.

With his current realm and ability, it is almost effortless to obtain a three-grade object.

In the next moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, appeared in Fan Xiaojian's hand, and turned into a golden shovel, shining in the night, which was very eye-catching.

"Don't be so outstanding, okay?"

Fan Xiaojian shouted in a low voice, now he is fed up with the troubles brought by 'excellent'.

The golden shovel seemed to have a spirit, and as soon as Fan Xiaojian's words fell, it immediately shook and turned into a shabby, black-looking shovel.

"It's amazing!"

Fan Xiaojian muttered, and his divine sense was faintly sent over, trying to probe the shovel.

But soon Fan Xiaojian frowned slightly, because he found that this shovel was indeed as the system said, it could isolate most of the rules and the power of divine sense, so that when his divine sense probed the past, he couldn't sense the existence of the shovel.

"Okay, cheap boy, no wonder the head brother rummaged through your storage ring, and couldn't find any treasures. It turns out that these real treasures of yours are engraved with formation patterns on them. ”

At this moment, the flat-headed brother who had disappeared for a while appeared with another flat head, looking at the shovel in Fan Xiaojian's hand with bright eyes, drooling, biting his fingers, as if he was thinking about whether this thing could be eaten.

"Get out!"

Now Fan Xiaojian, eager to pinch this thing to death, where will he take care of it, after scolding viciously, he walked into the night with a shovel, crying and preparing to remove some potatoes that had not yet exploded.

It didn't take long for Fan Xiaojian to find one.

Although the potato was planted in the soil, it was surrounded by extremely hard rocks, and Fan Xiaojian gritted his teeth and dug into the rocks with a shovel in order to prevent the potatoes from exploding.

As soon as the shovel hit the ground, the strong rock was immediately cut like a water bean flower, provoked, and then dug up.

Fan Xiaojian was overjoyed when he saw this, he really didn't expect the shovel to be so easy to use, so he quickly dug out the potatoes, then took out a new storage ring and carefully put it in.

During the process, the potatoes never exploded, and even, when the shovel was digging the soil, a faint light flashed on it, and something similar to a formation was formed, isolating the aura around the potatoes and making them no longer absorb.

Soon, with the help of this treasure, Fan Xiaojian was physically strong and had endless strength, but in just half an hour, a lot of half-human deep holes were dug all over Daojian Peak, revealing fresh traces of slashing and axes inside.

At the same time, among his storage rings, there were already a lot of dense potatoes piled up at this time, and there were even some strange plants, which Fan Xiaojian had never seen before, and he didn't know what they were for.

Finally, at the beginning of the rising sun in the east, Fan Xiaojian finally cleaned up Dao Jian Peak.

"Alas, my Fan Xiaojian's life is really bitter!"

Fan Xiaojian sighed, dragged his extremely tired body, and returned to his courtyard, so tired that he lay down as soon as he entered.

Not long after, as the sun rose, the disciples of Dao Sword Peak, who had been tortured for almost a night, looked at Dao Sword Peak full of big pits with their eyes, recalled everything yesterday one by one, and had an extremely deep understanding of the power of the scourge on Fan Xiaojian's side.

It's just that at this time, although they are still a little indignant in their hearts, they still choose to forget it when they think about it.

After all, they also saw that Fan Xiaojian really didn't mean it here.

However, it was this kind of unintentional behavior that would make them have a more intuitive feeling of Fan Xiaojian's horror here, and they had already made up their minds in their hearts, as long as they saw Fan Xiaojian tossing things in the future, they would have to stay away.

Soon, time passed again, and night was about to fall.

Fan Xiaojian woke up after sleeping all day, looking at the gate of the yard that had been blown up by a potato mine, looking at the holes in the mountains, and feeling very guilty in his heart.

"Forget it, if I take on tasks or plant herbs in the future, no matter what I do, I'll remind the others. After all, my Fan Xiaojian is too good, and the things he has done are so shocking. Besides, remind the other party that it also seems that Xiaojian is more gentlemanly. ”

As he was speaking, suddenly, Liu Jiannan's voice sounded in Fan Xiaojian's ears.

"Little sword, bring your potatoes to meet me!"

See me again?

Fan Xiaojian muttered, and then walked out of the yard honestly!