early morning.
Around Qingfeng Spiritual Land, inside the thick fog, Fang Yuan stared nervously at the movement on the cliff.
There, a sneaky white shadow crawled forward, as if it were a thief, and came to the white beach next to the cold pool. It stretched out its sharp claws and quickly touched something.
"Chirp!"
On the cliffs, a large number of red-eyed white birds spread their wings and played, preening their feathers leisurely, but they did not notice anything strange on the beach.
Not long after, Bai Ying successfully retreated and returned to the thick fog.
"Haha... Well done, Flower Fox Marten!"
This white shadow is clearly the fox and marten.
After all, Fang Yuan couldn't bear to part with the spiritual fertilizer here, so he let Hua Fox and Marten do the same trick and go to steal it.
After all, this flower fox marten is small in size, its fur is an excellent protective color, and it is fast. Even if it is discovered, it can run away in time, so it is naturally the best choice for this purpose.
But with Fang Yuan as a friend, the efficiency is different.
He took off the cloth bag hanging around the neck of the flower fox marten and looked at the spiritual fertilizer that was full of it. His face showed joy: "Okay, if we do it again, the red jade rice and spiritual tea for the whole season will be available!"
"Giggle!"
The flower fox marten raised its little paw unwillingly, as if bargaining.
"Okay, one or two ounces of spiritual tea, I know you are indispensable!"
Fang Yuan looked a little embarrassed, feeling that this fox-sable was a lot smarter and had actually learned to negotiate terms with him, huh! This wind must not rise!
"Go quickly!"
He glared, flicked the fox-sable's tail, and embarked on the road of stealing and digging again.
It doesn't care what Fang Yuan does, as long as he agrees to the conditions.
"It's such a pity that such a spiritual place... can't belong to me for the time being..."
Fang Yuan looked at Qingfeng Mountain with a trace of regret in his eyes.
Of course he knew that there were many good things in this spiritual land, but these red-eyed white birds were the overlords of the entire spiritual land. With their presence, he could not develop the spiritual land at all.
Therefore, now we can only complete the main goal of entering the mountain and obtain enough spiritual fertilizer.
"It's just this spiritual fertilizer..."
Fang Yuan looked at the white dots that fell from time to time on the cliff, and his face became even more embarrassed: "Damn it... I didn't expect that Hua Hu and Marten and I are now working as excrement diggers!"
That's right!
After a period of observation, Fang Yuan has discovered that the white beach is actually the exclusive excretion ground for the group of red-eyed white birds on the cliff!
Those spiritual fertilizers that have incredible magical effects and can promote the growth of spiritual plants are actually struvite!
This was really a discovery that left Fang Yuan speechless.
Of course, no matter how embarrassing it is, this promising job as a manure digger must still be continued.
"However, struvite is a natural and highly efficient fertilizer. These struvite stones are left by exotic red-eyed white birds, or even spiritual birds. It seems reasonable to have such an effect... "
Fang Yuan was used to doing farm work since he was a small child, so naturally he didn't have any other ideas. After thinking for a while, he took stock of this harvest.
Through the perseverance of the fox and marten, and perhaps due to the carelessness of the red-eyed white birds, Fang Yuan gained a lot. Gradually, baskets of "spiritual fertilizer" were enough for him to cultivate and harvest red jade rice again. , plus picking a spiritual tea once.
Moreover, he also seized the opportunity to sneak attack on several lone red-eyed white birds, and feasted on the bird meat for several times, finally avenging himself for being chased in a panic.
In fact, the real reason was that Fang Yuan was greedy for the benefits of bird meat, so he colluded with the fox and marten and hunted the red-eyed white bird crazily.
And soon, the birds also learned to be smart, rarely staying outside the cliff, and if they did, they would move in groups. The bird king began to patrol the territory frequently, so Fang Yuan had to stop hunting with regret. Killing action.
To be honest, he was quite shocked when he first saw the red-eyed white bird king that looked like a roc with its wings spread out over ten feet.
The other party is definitely a spiritual bird, there is no doubt about it!
Even a few white birds at the leadership level have reached the level of spiritual beasts!
After realizing this, Fang Yuan immediately gave up on his plan to control the entire Qingfeng Spiritual Land in a short period of time.
"Giggle!"
The flower fox and marten quickly withdrew and brought a bag full of spiritual fertilizer. This operation was a great success.
This is normal. After all, even if these red-eyed white birds are as intelligent as humans, who would look specifically at their own excrement for fear that others would steal it
"time to go!"
Carrying a basket full of harvest, Fang Yuan walked out of the thick fog, looked back at the mist, and said a famous saying in the dream world: "I will definitely come back!"
At this moment, Fang Yuan, who was filled with all the resentment of the defeated dog, was not alone!
…
"Red-eyed white birds, just wait for me. One day, I will turn this spiritual land into my spiritual field..."
For a person who loves farming, seeing a large tract of good land abandoned is simply a sin that strikes one from heaven.
Even though he had gained a lot this time, there was no need to mention the resentment in his heart towards the red-eyed white bird.
Fang Yuan set out on his way back with a lot of resentment and more to gain.
The journey this time was a little smoother than when we came here. When the valley was clearly in sight, Fang Yuan had already imagined in his mind the future harvest of spiritual tea and spiritual rice.
But when he came to the mouth of the valley, his expression suddenly changed: "There is someone!"
Near the valley, there was a mess, even with blood stains, which was an obvious sign that someone had been here.
"Judging from the traces, it didn't take long!"
Fang Yuan touched a smear of blood on the grass blades, with deep eyes, put down the bamboo basket, and strode into the deep valley.
"Come out!"
The flower fox marten sniffed the ground and immediately rushed towards the monastery.
Fang Yuan stood in front of the monastery door and said lightly.
After a moment, there was no response.
Fang Yuan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, the flower fox and marten immediately rushed into the monastery, and poked out its little head, looking a little confused.
"Um?"
Fang Yuan stepped inside and saw a person lying on his back on the ground. His face was pale and his chest was bloody, but his face was very familiar to him.
"Zhou Wenwu of the Zhou family? How could he fall to this point?"
He stepped forward and felt Zhou Wenwu's pulse: "The injury is serious, but although he is unconscious, he is still alive... It's just that this little bastard fled to me so brazenly, does he think I am not troublesome enough?"
Fang Yuan complained speechlessly and immediately came to the door.
Just now, the flower fox marten warned him, which meant that another stranger was approaching.
"Who is coming?"
When he came outside the house, he immediately saw a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties wearing black clothes and a sinister face.
"Huh? You can actually find me?"
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, but his arrogance remained unchanged: "I am the elder of the Guiling Sect—Song San, the eldest disciple under the command of Song Zhong. I have been ordered to hunt down the remnants of the Zhou family. If you know me..."
"Oh! The remnant is in the house, take it away!"
Fang Yuan nodded calmly, which immediately made Song San choke on his breath, unable to utter any threatening words he had thought of.
What's this feeling of "I haven't scared you yet, you have to explain it yourself"
The person in front of me is completely out of line with common sense!
Song San had a feeling that his power was useless, and he immediately saw Zhou Wenwu being thrown out like garbage: "This man and I have a simple relationship between a doctor and a patient's family. Take him away!"
To Fang Yuan, who are the Zhou family
He saved Mr. Zhou, took his secret book, and sheltered Zhou Wenxin for a period of time, which can be said to be the most benevolent thing.
If he fights against other masters for his son, could it be that his original surname is Lei
"It is indeed Zhou Wenwu!"
Song San stepped forward and looked carefully, with a satisfied look on his face. He turned around and looked at Fang Yuan: "Are you the doctor here?"
"I just know a little bit about medical skills..."
Fang Yuan nodded.
"So you were the one who cured Mr. Zhou's poison before?"
"poison?!"
Fang Yuan's pupils shrank slightly.
I knew that Mr. Zhou was drunk by his lover, and Mr. Zhou also noticed it, but how did this man know
Unless, it was the hand of his group of forces!
"What poison? I don't know!"
Fang Yuan carefully expressed his attitude.
"Know the current affairs and know how to advance and retreat!"
Seeing Fang Yuan like this, Song San couldn't help but nod secretly, knowing that if his other senior brothers were to carry out the execution this time, they might be generous and let the doctor go, and then forge a good relationship or something.
There are very few people in the world who are so knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
Naihe met him who had just been reprimanded by his master and was in an extremely bad mood. That was pure bad luck.
Song San's face was gloomy, with a sinister smile on his face: "Zhou Wenwu, this boy, was at the end of his rope. He didn't look for anyone, but he came to you. From this, it can be seen that you must be a comrade of the Zhou family!"
As soon as these words came out, he immediately saw the face of the boy opposite him darken.
"I obviously don't want to cause trouble..."
Fang Yuan sighed faintly: "Why are some people so eager to seek death?"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly turned into a black shadow, and he rushed forward extremely quickly. His skin all over his body had a jet-black sheen of refined iron, as if he was wearing a layer of iron clothing.
"Eagle Claw Iron Shirt?!"
Song San had naturally heard of this famous technique. Not only had he heard about it, but he had even seen Yu Qiuleng perform it.
And judging from the opponent's skill, it seems to be at the third or fourth level at most. How could he be the opponent of a fifth-level warrior like him
"Young man is looking for death!"
Song San's grin widened, he clenched his right hand into a fist, gathered his strength, and was about to punch it out hard.
But at this moment, a smile appeared on Fang Yuan's face: "Idiot, you fell into the trap!"
In mid-air, his moves suddenly changed, turning his claws into palms with a circle of black in the center. He suddenly struck down with great force, as if he was smashing down with a sledgehammer.
Black Sand Palm, the fifth level of skill!
"you… "
Song San's expression suddenly changed and he was thrown away by a slap, vomiting blood in mid-air.
"Oh it's you!"
He lay on the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know how much regret he felt.
Almost instantly, he had already guessed that the harmless young man in front of him was the real murderer of Song Yujie. However, at this time, he was unable to spread the news.