It took Fu Shiyi and the two men half a month to finish harvesting the red marrow rice.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle, who were responsible for escorting the spirit rice, led the clan's law enforcement team and rushed to Guyaju from Luofeng Mountain as scheduled. They saw the bulging bags of red marrow rice placed in the bamboo house, one by one.

With a smile:

"This year there are really happy events in the clan. Not only did the green plum fruits on the mountain sell for three more low-grade spiritual stones than in previous years, but there was also a bumper harvest of red marrow rice. Third brother, it is estimated that there are 5,300 kilograms of red marrow.

Rice bar?"

"Old man, you are really getting better and better. There are 5,429 kilograms of red marrow rice here."

"Okay, okay! In this way, each person will be able to get over a hundred kilograms of food rations this year. This is the best harvest in ten years."

Everyone was talking and laughing as they carried the sacks onto the backs of the six horned deers.

When San Bo saw that the leader of the horned deer was so old that all its teeth were about to fall out, he said with emotion:

"This old deer was bought by the sixth-generation head of the family when our Fu family moved to Luofeng Mountain. He bought a pair at that time. The old doe has passed away. But over the past two hundred years, it has also given birth to

Five deer came out."

These six horned deer have fiery red horns, and they are all first-level high-grade spiritual 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. However, more than two hundred years have passed, and time has proven that the decision of the sixth generation family head was right.

The annual output of deer antler can increase the income of more than a dozen low-grade spiritual stones for the clan. Moreover, the feet of the scorching-antlered deer are faster than those of ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi training, so they also play a role in transporting goods.

It is a pity that she only reigned for ten years. Otherwise, under her leadership, the Fu family may have reached glory.

In order to ensure that the spiritual rice can be safely transported back to Luofengshan.

In addition to sending out the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle, who had reached the ninth level of Qi training, the clan also sent out the law enforcement team who were all at the eighth level of Qi training to protect the law.

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

The Eighth Uncle and the Twelfth Uncle can jointly contain a Foundation-Building monk, and the Fu family has a close relationship with the Qingxu Sect, so even if there are greedy casual cultivators along the way, nothing will happen.

Before the third uncle left, he still kept telling Fu Shiyi:

"Although the red marrow rice has been harvested, in order to maintain the spiritual energy of the spiritual field, you must perform the Spirit Gathering and Rain Technique every ten days."

"In addition, the Blood Spirit Grass will perform the Soul Gathering Rain Technique once every five days, while the Seven Star Grass will perform the Spirit Gathering Rain Technique every other day. Remember not to leave the Ancient Cliff Residence unattended. If you have something to do, please tell Fu Da and his wife

both."

The third uncle kept talking for a long time, but he couldn't rest assured.

Fu Shiyi understood his feelings. After all, the third uncle had been staying at the ancient cliff residence since he was forty years old. If his energy and blood had not begun to decline and he was no longer able to do what he wanted, he would not have returned to the mountain to take care of his old age:

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

The clan gave her three one-time communication charms just in case.

Seeing that the convoy had been sorted out and that he had finished explaining what he had to explain, Sanbo reluctantly glanced at Guyaju before turning and leaving. Fu Shiyi chased him for two steps:

"Third uncle, the ten low-grade spiritual stones from the Juling Bowl will be returned to you when my father comes back from his trip."

Since Fu Shiyi is currently only at the second level of Qi training, although she has been trying to practice "Gathering Spirits and Transforming Rain" in the past five months, she still needs the assistance of magic weapons if she wants to cast rain.

The Spirit-Gathering Bowl is a first-level high-grade magic weapon. The third uncle had saved it for twenty years and spent nearly thirty yuan of low-grade spiritual talent stones to buy it. Fu Shiyi bought it for one-third of the price, which was already 1/3 of the price.

What a bargain.

After all, the clan only distributes three low-grade spiritual stones to the four spiritual root monks a year.

One month after harvesting the red marrow rice, Fu Shiyi began to plow the fields with a spiritual hoe.

The soil of the spiritual field contains spiritual energy, and it takes five thousand kilograms of force to dig it up. Fu Da and his wife only have the fifth level of cultivation in the innate stage, so they can only follow Fu Shiyi and crush the spiritual soil she dug up together.

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Fu Shiyi turned over the soil and looked back from time to time to see if there were any spiritual insects in the soil crushed by Fu Da and others.

The spirit-loving insect is a first-level low-grade spiritual insect. Its whole body is colorful and feeds on the spiritual energy of the soil. It is the biggest black sheep caused by the loss of spiritual energy in the spiritual field.

"Eleventh Aunt"

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

"I didn't expect there to be spiritual insects in the soil."

This was her first time seeing him.

Fu Shiyi gestured to Fu Da and his wife, asking them to stand still while he circulated the spiritual energy in his Dantian. He pinched the magic formula quickly with both hands. A small golden needle flew out from his fingertips, and passed through it while breathing.

Passed through the body of the spirit-loving insect.

"This spirit-loving insect is really sleepy and delicious, but it is also a blessing to be able to die in one's sleep."

Although the spirit-loving insect is a spiritual insect, it has no usable value. Fu Shiyi asked Fu Da to throw the body of the spirit-loving insect outside the spiritual field and burn it on a fire while cooking at night.

One morning, not even a cent of ground was turned over.

When the three of them returned to the Bamboo House for lunch, the body of the spiritual insect was missing.

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

Fu Da shook his head: "He is completely dead."

But there were only three of them in this ancient cliff dwelling, so how could the corpse of this spirit-loving insect disappear for no reason?

Fu Shiyi and the others were afraid that something would go wrong, so they didn't even bother to eat lunch. They immediately split up to check the ten acres of spiritual land. However, after searching carefully, they didn't find any suspicious traces.

"Let's go and see the spiritual field where red marrow rice is grown."

Fu Shiyi came to the place where Fu Da lost the spirit bug that morning. After a closer look, he actually found something: "This is the mark of a little bird's foot."

Ancient Cliff Residence has deployed a second-level high-grade enigma formation. Even a foundation-building monk can besiege it for half an hour. This bird and beast must have broken in by mistake.

"Oops, Lingpeach Tree!"

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

Fu Shiyi broke out in a cold sweat. He used his light body technique and rushed to the spiritual peach tree in the center of the spiritual field. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the flowers on the branches were not ruined.

"Aunt Eleven, is that bird on the tree?"

Fu Da and his wife arrived a little later, and Fu Shiyi had already used his spiritual consciousness to search for traces of the bird. Since there were spiritual peach blossoms blooming next to the bird, Fu Shiyi did not plan to use the "Golden Needle Jue" this time, in case

It affects the fish in the pond.

Fu Shiyi made a secret gesture with both hands.

A cyan light, like the pattern on the body of a porcelain bottle, lit up under her feet, and a dark green vine, like a living creature, emerged from the cyan light beneath her feet.

Fu Shiyi's hand techniques changed.

The green vines quickly sketched in the air at an astonishing speed, and rushed up the branches with lightning speed. A piece of green branches and leaves bloomed on the vines.
Chapter completed!