The little bird with golden feathers was taking a nap when Fu Shiyi shouted and woke up. Just when it wanted to flutter its wings and escape, it was tightly entangled by the leaves transformed by Fu Shiyi, making it unable to move.
"receive!"
The ivy led the bird, sliding down from the peach tree like a little snake and closing in on Fu Shiyi. The speed was obviously much slower than at the beginning, and at this time, Fu Shiyi's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat:
"Fu Da, hold it down quickly!"
When Fu Da caught the bird in his hand, Fu Shishi's shoulders immediately relaxed, and the ivy transformed from his spiritual energy dissipated instantly.
Fu Shiyi stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured to himself:
"The spell "Green Leaves Transformation" consumes too much spiritual energy. Just using the first level of "Green Leaves Transformation" exhausted all the spiritual energy in my body. No wonder I need to practice the second level of Qi training before I can start practicing."
However, she is still very satisfied with the effect of "Aoba Matou", and she is just getting started.
"Tweet~"
The little bird was caught by Fu Shiyi, and it immediately whined and nodded to Fu Shiyi. Fu Shiyi said funnyly:
"Little guy, are you begging me for mercy?"
The little bird is just an ordinary seabird, but it is able to swallow first-order spiritual insects. It seems that it has swallowed some heavenly material and earthly treasure before, causing its body to mutate.
"Fu Da, you two don't have to plow the fields this afternoon. Please build a mini hut for this little yellow bird next to the bamboo house."
Maybe this little yellow bird will advance into a spiritual bird in the future.
Fu Da said "yes" and looked at Fu Shiyi's retreating back. The scene of Fu Shiyi's spell cast just now came to mind again, his eyes full of envy.
Although he and Eleventh Aunt belong to the same lineage as Dafang, there have been no monks in their ancestors for three generations, and the couple also have no spiritual roots.
The reason why he was able to enter the ancient cliff residence was because his great-grandfather and his eleventh great-uncle were playmates when he was young. If we want to recover, we can only place our hope on the next generation.
Fu Shi searched the ground for a while, but found no more spirit-loving insects.
Until another ten days passed, two spiritual insects were discovered at once. Fu Shiyi fed one to the little yellow bird and threw the other into the nine-foot space in the sea of consciousness for preservation.
The nine-foot space suddenly appeared in her sea of consciousness when she entered the Qi training period.
There was only one spot in the space, with no aura or other special features, so Fu Shiyi used it as a storage bag.
A three-cubic first-level low-grade storage bag also requires 15 low-grade spiritual stones. According to the clan's supply of three spiritual stones a year, she needs to accumulate it for five years. Therefore, although there are no special powers in the nine-foot space, Fu Shiyi still feels very satisfied.
For several days in a row, she happened to find a spirit-loving insect in the spiritual field. Fu Shiyi did not take out the one in the space until the fifth day, when she was about to take out the spirit-loving insect. Suddenly I discovered that the spirit-loving insect was missing!
So weird.
After Fu Shiyi sent Fu Da and his wife away, he went up to the second floor of the bamboo building. After closing the door, he closed his eyes and entered the sea of consciousness.
"Huh?!"
Fu Shiyi was surprised when he saw dozens of strands of milky white spiritual energy floating in the space, the purity of which was several times higher than that in her Dantian.
"Could it be that space decomposed the body of the spirit-loving insect into spiritual energy?"
Fu Shiyi tried to mobilize and introduce it into his body, but found that the spiritual energy stayed motionless in the space. Fu Shishi had to give up.
On the third day, when Fu Shiyi discovered the spirit-loving insect again in the spiritual field, he followed the same method, and it turned out five days later. The corpse of the spirit-loving insect was decomposed into dozens of strands of spiritual energy by the space.
Fu Shixi is very happy!
Although she has not yet found a way to use these spiritual energies, she is confident and does not panic!
Fu Shiyi did not let Fu Da and his wife work on the remaining acres of spiritual land, but gave Fu Da a secret letter:
"Fu Da, go to the Feng family in Nanshan County. Have the Feng family's gatekeeper deliver the letter to Qiqi, and then find an inn to stay. In about two to three months, Qiqi will have something for you to bring back. .”
Feng Qiqi is Fu Shiyi's best friend, and his grandmother is Fu Shiyi's direct aunt.
After the Fu family migrated to Jingzhou, the sixth-generation head of the family asked the clan to marry into the three major families in Jingzhou. Later, Fu Shiyi's great-aunt married into the Feng family, which was famous for growing spiritual grains and elixirs.
The Feng family has been in Jingzhou for more than 3,000 years, and the family has always had monks in the foundation-building period, which largely benefited from the 300 acres of spiritual land in the family.
Now that the spiritual valley has been harvested, it is time to loosen the soil of the spiritual field. There must be a lot of spiritual insects in their family. Qiqi's father is the manager of the spiritual field, so there must be no obstacles to collecting spiritual insects.
"The journey to Nanshan County takes two months and back. It's very tiring traveling and traveling."
When Fu Shiyi saw off Fu Da, he promised:
"When you come back, I will apply to the clan to allow you and your wife to go home and stay with your relatives for a month."
Upon hearing this, Fu Da and his wife looked at each other and were overjoyed: "Thank you, Aunt Eleven, for making it possible."
There is a rule in the clan that the person who guards the spiritual field must stay at Guyaju every step of the way if nothing serious happens. However, Fu Da and his wife usually only do some hand-in-hand work, and their departure will not have much impact on Guyaju. , Fu Shiyi opened his mouth, and most of the clan members would agree.
Fu Shiyi spent two months to dig through all the remaining spiritual fields before the new year.
There were also dozens more spirit-loving insects in the space. After observing during this period, Fu Shiyi found that the time required for each spirit-loving insect to decompose in the space was fixed at five days.
Although it took a long time, the spiritual energy in the space has slowly accumulated to nearly a thousand strands.
On New Year's Eve, Fu Shiyi was applying rain to the three acres of blood spirit grass, when the communication talisman suddenly vibrated:
"Someone from the clan is here."
Fu Shiyi received the message with a smile on her face. When she saw the third uncle outside the formation with a pretty lady waiting for her with a smile, the smile on her face became even bigger:
"Third uncle, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the clan is very lively. Why are you coming down the mountain?"
Fu Shiyi took the large and small baggage from the third uncle's hand and invited people inside. From time to time he glanced curiously at the shy and beautiful lady who was following the third uncle step by step.
"Anyway, the clan will send someone to deliver New Year's goods to you. I am alone, so I just volunteered to go down the mountain."
Sanbo said and couldn't wait to walk to the spiritual field.
Fu Shiyi knew that his old man was still worried about these ten acres of spiritual land.
"Well, that's right. The Blood Spirit Grass is already one year old, and the Seven Star Grass can be harvested in the spring next year. The spiritual energy of these six acres of spiritual fields has not weakened."
"Not bad."
Sanbo walked to the peach tree and saw that the peach blossoms were still blooming brilliantly. He finally nodded with relief.
Before going down the mountain, he was a little worried. After all, Fu Shiyi was young, had low skills, and was a girl, so he was worried that he would not be able to take good care of Lingtian.
"The harvest in our clan is good this year, and we have prepared a lot of new year's goods. Come and have a look."
Sanbo walked towards the bamboo house with his hands behind his back. He passed by the mini hut and stopped in surprise when he saw the little yellow bird inside.
