"Hey!"

In a blue washed sky, a small black spot emerged, accompanied by a cicada that pierced the clouds.

Huh!

The wind whistling, a feather like iron, the gods are incomparable, and the giant eagle, which is tall, falls in front of Fang Yuan.

"I am back!"

Fang Yuan stepped forward and stroked the feathers of the black eagle.

"Giggle!"

Big black is a spirit, but there is not much resistance. It makes Fang Yuan’s heart happy and knows that the relationship is closer.

"In the valley, everything is okay?"

He took a few more steps and went outside the valley. He suddenly saw a white shadow flashing and fell to his feet. It was a flower fox.

During this time, there was no spiritual tea to support, and the two beasts could not make a fire. They had to go back to the old road of Ru Mao and blood, and it was almost for his arrival.

Like a flower fox, at this time, I was holding two snow-capped chickens, and I was waiting for Fangyuan cuisine.

"Glutton!"

Fang Yuan smiled and stepped into the house.

Although there are two spirit beasts guarding, the valley is as stable as Mount Tai, but still can't help but patrol.

When he came to the plantation, he first went to the heart of the tea tree, and saw the green shoots on the tea branches grow out, not to be happy.

This time, he was deeply impressed by the benefits of the gods.

Several crises are supported by the power of this amazing god, which is important.

"The tea at this time should be spring tea, the season is just right..."

Fang Yuan was very satisfied with this and went to the rice fields. Many red jade rice had already been harvested, but the ridge was not bare and empty.

A greenish green grass, surrounded by rice fields in an orderly manner, exudes vitality.

"The emerald grass is also growing well!"

This is the lowest level of spiritual planting. In addition to raising the land and providing some herbivorous spirits, there is not much effect. Fang Yuan glances around and sees that there is no mutation, and it will fade.

"Let's see Lingzhu again!"

The bamboo fruit of Lingzhu has amazing healing and recovery power, and even the injury of Yuanli can be healed, which makes Fang Yuan attach great importance.

After coming to the side of the canal, his face suddenly appeared a surprise color.

Next to the rock, a green bamboo stands tall and stands tall, and the branches and leaves are like jasper. There is no such thing as a decline.

"The original Lingzhu blossoms, the raw flowers will be strong, the solid will be dead, the real and the resurrection... From the fundamental point of view, the supply can not keep up, lack of nourishment... But now, what is the vitality?"

Fang Yuan looked at his own planting technique, and his knowledge must be the change brought about by this ability.

Even though Lingzhu has not been promoted upwards, some traits have been optimized, such as this time.

"Giggle!"

The flower fox pointed to a slightly raised earthen bag next to it, indicating that there was a new situation.

"Well? Could it be..."

Fang Yuan gently digging the upper layer of soil, and a purple bamboo shoot suddenly caught his eye.

"Sure enough... Spring bamboo shoots, a million!"

Unlike the green bamboo, its bamboo shoots are covered with a layer of purple bamboo shoots, which are hidden in the aura and exude a fragrance.

“Looking for the roots, the roots of this bamboo...”

Fang Yuan walked along the bamboo whip, and suddenly found a few bamboo shoots, and immediately covered the soil carefully, his face smiled.

"Giggle...hey..."

Next to it, the flower fox licked his trousers and gesticulously made a plan, so Fang Yuan was a little bit dumbfounded: "Do you want to eat bamboo shoots?"

"Hey!"

As soon as I heard this, the black eagle next to the shovel was also a big bit, and I couldn’t wait for it.

"What is it... This is a precious bamboo. How can you kill chickens and take eggs?"

Fang Yuan said half, but it was a turn: "But the red-eyed white bird in the Wang's nest, there are many Lingzhu, even other spiritual things...wait us for a chance, then go for a sweep!"

This time, he made great progress in martial arts and had several helpers. He immediately thought about Qingfeng Lingdi.

"Hey!"

The Shovel Black Hawk had a hatred with those red-eyed white birds. When he heard this suggestion, he suddenly screamed and eagerly tried.

Even with this decision, it is not a matter of time to deal with the red-eyed white bird king.

At least, the other party is completely the level of the four-day warrior. As for the increase after the madness, it is unpredictable.

The last time the Shovel Black Hawk was lucky enough to escape, it was so lucky that there was no possibility of copying it again.

And, just after returning from a long journey, it should be done well.

......

"Call... stealing a half-day life!"

The next morning, Fang Yuan held the tea pot in his hands and took a sip. His expression was quite enjoyable.

"Breakfast food, bamboo shoots, with the heart tea, simply give a **** immortal!"

After being polished for a night, he finally couldn't stand the two sides of the flower fox and the black eagle, agreeing to eat a bamboo shoot.

Of course, they are three of them together.

As a result, Fang Yuan was immediately shocked.

No matter the crisp taste of the bamboo shoots, it is still a cow's milk, white fragrant, rich and sweet juice, which is a general grade.

Of course, after eating, he strongly regretted it.

The first is to fear that they will attack and eat the rest of the bamboo shoots. The second is a pity. After all, the effect of bamboo shoots is similar to that of bamboo, which is a waste of violent things.

"The two benefits of you have gotten a lot..."

Looking at the eating of Lingzhu, the two spirits of the spirit tea from the self-seeking to find a place to digest and enhance the strength, Fang Yuan's eyes can not help but emerge a hint of envy.

The growth of these spirit beasts is different from that of human beings, and there is no level. As long as you eat enough and grow up to a certain number of years, it will automatically increase.

Compared with them, they still need to work hard to polish their infuriating self.

A cup of tea with a heart tea, suddenly I forget both.

After a long time, Fang Yuan put down the teacup and sighed again.

"The higher the god, the more difficult it is to raise it... and, asking the effect of the soul tea, it seems that it is gradually becoming unable to satisfy me..."

This is a normal phenomenon. In the later period, the spiritual plant that can grow the gods becomes more and more cherished, and it is called the fairy species.

Of course, in terms of the special nature of the tea, even the spirits should have a lot of benefits.

Fang Yuan estimates that even if his body has some tolerance, but the quality is not enough, there is still no big problem.

"The most urgent task is to break through the four-day door as soon as possible! Condensing the yin and yang, and even breaking through the Tianyuan Gate, it should be greatly improved for the gods!"

At this point, he immediately sat cross-legged and took out the yin and yang jade.

After this treasure was explored, Fang Yuan also understood the usage in general. Only the internal forces of the Eight-Guan Warrior could be explored, and the yin and yang were taken inward, so that the warriors could be repaired for a thousand miles.

"It’s just that, at least half of the yang is wasted..."

After a hard work, looking at the black and red stripes that were reduced inside the jade, Fang Yuan was somewhat sorry.

The yin and yang are the forces of heaven and earth, complement each other, and it is extremely difficult to exist alone.

Each time you take a sigh of yin, the corresponding yang will also dissipate, so that the vortex inside the yin and yang jade always maintains a balanced situation.

But I have not yet broken through the **, and I have the ability to absorb the real fire of the midday sun, so I can only watch it waste.

"Giggle!"

Just as he sighed, a white shadow flashed like a flint, and the fluffy claws were placed on the jade, which was a flower fox.

"Well? What are you doing?"

Fang Yuan was a bit strange, and immediately widened his eyes, and suddenly found that the flower fox scorpion was actually absorbing the temperament of the yang cultivation.

"Is the original beast still practicing independently?"

He felt that his world view was refreshed. Although the memory of another world made him know that many mythical big monsters would practice on the moon and swallow the emperor, but this is also the category of the yin and the sun. There is no relationship at all.

"Hey!"

After absorbing a yang, the flower fox suddenly sighed and swayed, and fell to the side, drunk.

In this state, Fang Yuan also saw it in several flower foxes after drinking tea.

“It seems that it has entered a deep level of cultivation...”

Fang Yuan nodded, and quickly collected the yin and yang jade, and some headaches.

Obviously, in the future, there will be an inner ghost who remembers his own treasures. It is not easy to beware of it.

Of course, he is not the yang that escapes. For Fang Yuan, it is a waste, and it can increase the strength of his own pet.

Just afraid that this beast does not know the depth, absorb too much in one breath, not only ruin the yin and yang, but it is not worth it...

"Call... The wrong yin that is not absorbed every day needs refining. I can promote the nine levels within a few days..."

Looking at the system proficiency was full, Fang Yuan nodded and began to exercise.

For the dead warrior, it is the most difficult step to absorb the yin. The next refining and refining is a breeze. After an hour, Fang Yuan completed his homework today. He only felt that there was a clear spring flowing all over the body. Not happy at all.

Taking advantage of this clear-mindedness, when he was running fast, he took out a piece of jade.

Different from the yin and yang jade, this jade is square and square, and it seems to have a golden thread flowing inside. It is the **** killer left by Fang Yuan.

At this time, you will be completely relaxed, and naturally you must try your best to solve the mystery.

"Just this jade does not seem to be engraved, nor like a key..."

Fang Yuan sank, and suddenly put it on the forehead, Shenyuan gathered eyebrows, as if tentacles generally went to Cuiyu.

boom!

......

......

......

After a long time passed, nothing happened.

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and removed the jade, and some depressed: "Sure enough, the memory in the world can not be trusted, what is the reading of jade in the mind, 80% is something compiled by the novelist..."

Even so, he felt as if he had grasped a certain idea.

In this jade, there is bound to be something, but I have not found the key.