Chapter 49 Spirit Bamboo

"Chirp!"

In Qingfeng Spiritual Land.

Fang Yuan was carrying an emerald green spiritual bamboo, running like the wind, behind him was an army composed of several spiritual birds and red-eyed white birds.

Although the most difficult red-eyed white bird king's hatred was pulled away by the black eagle with iron feathers, Fang Yuan, the 'thief', obviously did not escape the bird king's eyes. With a hiss, many white birds came besieging.

"Damn it, my clothes..."

In order to protect Lingzhi, Fang Yuan had to rely on the iron cloth shirt qigong, and resisted the pecking of the white bird's flying claws again and again. It didn't take long for the clothes on his body to be completely scrapped, and he was almost naked.

Of course, the most important thing was the spirit bird's attack, which caused many bloodstains on his body.

"Huahu Mink, why don't you do it yet?"

After rushing down the mountain peak, Fang Yuan's figure folded several times and rushed towards the white mist, and suddenly let out another roar.

"Clack!"

There was a flash of lightning.

A white shadow swooped down with lightning speed and grabbed a red-eyed white bird by its neck, but with a crisp click, the white bird's head turned in a strange arc, and it seemed that it was dead.

"Haha... well done!"

Seizing this opportunity, Fang Yuan rushed into the thick fog and finally let out a long breath.

"Giggle...cluck..."

The Huahu mink put down the spirit bird, and ran around beside the spirit bamboo, wagging its tail, with a flattering expression on its face, just like a pug dog.

"Hehe...you also know how precious this spirit bamboo is? To protect it, how many injuries have I suffered on my body...hiss..."

Fang Yuan gasped, and simply tore off the remaining strips of cloth, using them as gauze to bandage the wound.

"If you have the good golden medicine left by master, without leaving any scars, the young master's good looks will be completely useless..."

Grinning his teeth and wrapping his wounds, he looked at the spirit bird next to him bitterly: "Okay... I'll eat roasted bird meat tonight..."

Fang Yuan hid in the thick fog, hearing the faint scream of the giant eagle, and felt a little lucky.

"Unexpectedly... the red-eyed white bird king actually has the ability to become mad. If this black giant eagle hadn't been the first to strike the thunder this time, then the next time it would probably be me..."

He was full of gloating thoughts: "Brother Ying, go all the way, I'm sorry, little brother!"

Regardless of other things, he directly grabbed the spirit bamboo and spirit bird, and quickly disappeared into the thick fog with the flower fox mink.

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glen.

Since the last time Liwei was established, the entire deep mountain has almost become a forbidden area for the aristocratic family, and Zhou Wenwu is looking after it outside, so it is peaceful.

Fang Yuan came to the valley and went straight to the plantation. When he found that several traps and small arrangements were safe, he immediately felt relieved.

Although the plantation is relatively hidden, the spiritual rice, spiritual tea, etc. are all very precious things, so he couldn't help but be so vigilant.

"In the future, when these are transplanted into the Qingfeng Spiritual Land, the valley will be used as a simple place to live. It will be much better. At this time, we can only be more careful, set up traps, and let Huahu Diao watch over all the time... ..."

Fang Yuan came to the tea garden first, inspected it, and saw that the Wenxin tea tree was safe and sound, so he let out a sigh of relief, thinking sullenly.

In the past, he was just an ordinary person, and if he exposed these things, he would inevitably attract covetousness and die without a place to die, but now that he has achieved a small degree of martial arts and condensed internal strength, it is enough to suppress.

As long as Wenxin Tea's miraculous effect of increasing Shenyuan does not spread, the rest is just a small trouble for him.

"But if it can be avoided, it should be avoided as much as possible..."

Fang Yuan's expression became serious, and he quickly thought about it: "In terms of protection, the fox ferret is the safest, or we can set up a few killing traps near the plantation, such as stocking poison, preferably the same as the mutated pearl-tailed snake. Strange poison...Of course, according to the rumors, spiritual masters can arrange formations and use the power of heaven and earth, which is infinitely mysterious, but this is the most impossible...Let's put it aside for now..."

Even if they move to the spiritual land in the future, the necessary defenses are still needed, Fang Yuan started to think about it now.

"The one with the best effect is still the legendary formation method. However, the conditions are not enough now, so we can only settle for the next best thing..."

With Wenxin tea, combined with the Zuowang tea ceremony, his divine essence has progressed by leaps and bounds, which is enough to meet the entry requirements of any spiritual master or alchemist.

However, characters like that are only in legends, and Fang Yuan couldn't imitate them even if he wanted to, so he could only roll his eyes.

"Huh?"

On the contrary, after he came to the red jade rice field, he was a little pleasantly surprised.

In the rice field, the red jade-like seedlings are growing vigorously, and the momentum is very gratifying.

On the side, a row of emerald-like buds also sprouted, full of prosperity.

"Emerald Grass! This thing is really easy to survive!"

Fang Yuan was overjoyed, squatted down, and looked at the leaves of the emerald grass: "Flower fox, do you want to eat this?"

"Chuck?!"

Huahu Mink had a tangled look on his face, and immediately hugged the Lingzhu next to him with his little paws, and never let go.

It seems to be saying, I would rather eat bamboo than grass.

"Haha... you little cleverness!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "When the spirit bamboo comes out in the future, will you be missing?"

Bamboo is different from other plants in that it grows by dividing roots. As long as it is planted properly and the bamboo shoots break through the ground in spring, it will not take many years to grow into a bamboo forest. Among many spiritual plants, it is considered the most cost-effective one.

Otherwise, Fang Yuan wouldn't be so excited when he saw it, and he didn't even bother to look at the other treasures of the Red-Eyed White Bird King, so he directly chose this one.

"Well, right here!"

He searched around the plantation, and finally chose to plant spiritual bamboos next to a hill made of several bluestones, and opened up a special channel.

Squeak...

As the breeze blows, the branches and leaves of the Lingzhu sway, making a rustling sound, and several buds are ready to bloom, and pure white flower spikes can be seen faintly.

"It seems that the probability of surviving is very high..."

Fang Yuan washed his hands, his face was full of relief, and he looked at the description of the planting technique in his attribute column:

"Planting Technique [Level 3]——You are a well-deserved expert in the planting world, with incredible power in your hands, and the crops you plant have a very small probability of good trait mutations!"

This extremely small probability, he has learned deeply.

In the entire plantation before, only one tea tree had mutated, and it was indeed pitifully low.

But that one tea tree, Wenxin Tea after the mutation, combined with the Zuowang Tea Ceremony, has an incredible magical effect of increasing the vitality.

At this time, Fang Yuan had other plans in mind.

The spirit bamboo, spirit rice, and spirit grass are all things that can be planted in large quantities. If the quantity is piled up, as long as the luck is not extremely bad, it can always induce mutations.

If there is another mutation on the spiritual seed, what will happen?

This kind of result made Fang Yuan look forward to it very much.

"It's just...it's more troublesome to improve the level of this specialty than the skill! I practiced the Black Sand Palm and the Eagle Claw Hand, and the progress was rapid, but only the specialty category always encountered bottlenecks. It seemed that I had to satisfy something. Conditions to enter the next level..."

Fang Yuan looked at his medical and planting skills with some regret.

The proficiency of these two specialties has reached 99.99% at this time, but the last point is missing, and it is impossible to improve.

This state immediately reminded Fang Yuan of the previous bottleneck.

It's not that he got the spiritual seed, and the planting technique couldn't break through the third level.

"Could it be that...the improvement of these two specialties is also related to this? Medical skills need to grow, you must continue to cure diseases and save lives, or break through some difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and implantation requires a higher level of spiritual seeds?"

Although expertise cannot be converted into combat power immediately, the support in other aspects is unparalleled, and even Fang Yuan attaches great importance to it.

"Okay, let's drink tea!"

After dealing with everything, he clapped his hands and brought the fox mink to the Abode.

A cup of sitting and forgetting tea, cleansing the soul, forgetting both things and me.

Feeling the traces of clearness seeping into the center of the brows and the spirit of the sky, causing his spiritual energy to increase slightly, Fang Yuan suddenly fell into a trance state.

...

"Clack!"

After some meditation, Fang Yuan stood up refreshed, but found Huahu Diao running to his feet, looking anxious.

"Huh? This is really strange..."

With Huahu Diao's temperament, every time after drinking tea, he was intoxicated longer than Fang Yuan, but this time it was a bit unexpected.

"Clack!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan ignored him, Huahu Diao became more anxious, and suddenly pulled Fang Yuan's trousers, motioning him to follow.

"This is... what did you find?"

Fang Yuan's expression froze, and he followed Huahu Diao out of the valley.

After turning over a small hill, he was surprised, and finally knew what the flower fox mink had found.

As far as the eye can see, there is a bush, which has been overwhelmed by most of it at this time. A huge and handsome black giant eagle is lying on it, with huge wounds on its wings. After seeing Fang Yuan, they neighed like a demonstration.

"The big black eagle has escaped..."

Fang Yuan clicked his tongue in amazement, and took two steps forward.

"Chirp!"

The black eagle fluttered its wings, but then flapped twice. After a gust of wind was raised, it fell heavily to the ground.

"This... what should I do? Kill? Or ignore it?"

Fang Yuan looked at the eagle and seemed a little hesitant for a moment.

But the fox mink jumped out immediately and gestured with its paws.

"You want me to save it?"

Fang Yuan has nothing to do with curing illnesses and saving lives... No, saving the eagle is absolutely necessary. After all, strictly speaking, not only did he steal the opponent's chance, but he also injured the eagle claw on its head by himself. It seems that he should make up for it. one two.

"It's nothing to save it, but look at it... how can I save it?"

Fang Yuan took two steps forward, and Black Eagle immediately raised its head and chest, ready to peck.

"Clack!"

The flower fox ferret turned its head, and ran to the side of the black eagle, giggling, as if explaining.

And as it gesticulated, Black Eagle tilted his head, and the hostility in his eyes was much less.

Fang Yuan watched this scene, but his mouth gradually opened wide: "Damn...you are a mink, how can you speak bird language?"