It took Fu Shiyi and the others half a month to harvest the red granule rice.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle who were responsible for escorting Lingmi led the law enforcement team from Luofeng Mountain to Guyaju as scheduled. They saw bags of bulging red granule rice placed in the bamboo building, and they all smiled happily:

"This year, there are so many happy events in the clan. Not only did the green plum fruits on the mountain sell three lower-grade spirit stones more than in previous years, but even the red cleavage rice has a great harvest. Third brother, this is probably 5,300 kilograms of red cleavage rice, right?"

"Old Eighth, you are really getting back to life. Here you have a total of 5,429 kilograms of red granule rice."

"Okay, okay! In this way, each person can get more than 100 kilograms of food this year. This is the best harvest in ten years."

Everyone was talking and laughing and carrying the sack onto the backs of six scallion deer.

When the third uncle saw that the scorched deer in the lead was so old that her teeth were almost gone, he sighed a little:

"This old deer was bought by the sixth generation of the head of the family when our Fu family moved to Luofeng Mountain. At that time, he bought a pair, and the old deer had passed away. However, in the past two hundred years, five deer have been born."

These six scalloped deer have fiery red horns, and are all first-class spirit beasts.

It is said that the clan unanimously opposed spending nearly larvae to buy a pair of spirit beasts at that time, but more than two hundred years have passed, and time has proved that the decision of the sixth generation head of the family was correct.

The annual output of deer antlers can increase the income of more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones in the tribe. Moreover, the course of roasted deer feet is faster than that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi training, so it also plays a role in transporting goods.

Unfortunately, she has only been in power for ten years, otherwise under her leadership, the Fu family might have already reached glory.

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

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

The law enforcement team practiced the Seven-Star Sword Formation, and their seven-person formation was comparable to the cultivators at the foundation-building level.

The eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle can also restrain a foundation-building monk. In addition, the Fu family has a close relationship with the Qingxu Sect, so even if there are casual cultivators along the way, they are still safe.

Before leaving, the third uncle still remembered to tell Fu Shiyi:

"Although the red cleft rice has been harvested, in order to maintain the spiritual energy of the spiritual field, you have to use the Spirit Gathering and Transforming Rain every ten days."

"In addition, the Blood Spirit Grass uses the Spirit Gathering and Rain Transformation Technique every five days, while the Seven Star Grass will use the Spirit Gathering and Rain Transformation Technique every the next day. Remember not to leave Guyajuan unattended. If you have something to do, please tell Fu Da and his wife."

The third uncle talked for a long time, but he couldn't feel at ease.

Fu Shiyi understood his mood. After all, the third uncle has been staying in Guya since he was forty. If his qi and blood had not begun to decline and he would have been unable to do so, he would not have returned to the mountain to retire:

"Uncle San, I have recorded everything you said. Don't worry, if an accident occurs that my niece cannot handle, I will notify the clan as soon as possible."

The clan gave her three one-time messaging talismans just in the past.

Seeing that the convoy had been rectified and had already explained what he should have done, the third uncle finally looked at Gu Yaju reluctantly and turned around and left. Fu Shiyi chased after him for two steps:

"San Uncle, the ten low-grade spirit stones from the Spirit Gathering Bowl will be returned to you when my father returns from going out."

Since Fu Shiyi's cultivation level is only at the second level of Qi training, although she has been thinking about practicing the "Spirit of Gathering Spirits and Transforming Rain" for the past five months, she still needs magic tools to help her if she wants to use rain.

The Spirit Gathering Bottle is a first-level top-grade magic weapon. It was purchased by the Third Bo for twenty years and spent nearly thirty low-grade spiritual stones. Fu Shiyi bought it at one-third of the price, which was already a big advantage.

After all, the clan only sends three low-grade spirit stones to the four-spirit root cultivators a year.

One month after the red cleft rice was harvested, Fu Shiyi began to use a spirit hoe to turn over the fields.

The soil of the spiritual field contains spiritual energy, and it takes five thousand kilograms of strength to dig it open. Fu Da and his wife only have the fifth level of the innate stage to cultivate, so they can only follow Fu Shiyi and crush the spiritual soil she turned out to work together.

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

Spiritual insects are first-class low-grade spirit insects. They are colorful in their entire body and feed on the spiritual energy of the soil. They are the biggest harmless herd of the loss of spiritual energy in the spiritual field.

"Eleventh Aunt"

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

"I didn't expect there were really spirit-loving insects in the soil."

This was the first time she had met.

Fu Shiyi made a gesture to Fu Da and his wife, letting them stand still, circulate the spiritual energy in their dantian by themselves, pinching the magic tricks with both hands, and a small golden needle flew out from their fingertips, and through the body of the spirit-loving insects during breathing.

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

Although the spirit-loving insect is a spirit insect, it has no useful value. Fu Shiyi asked Fu Da to throw the spirit-loving insect corpse outside the spiritual field and burn it out while cooking at night.

In the morning, I was less than a minute.

When the three of them returned to the bamboo house for lunch, the corpse of the spirit insect was gone.

Fu Shiyi wondered: "Fu Da, when you throw it out, is it still alive?"

Fu Da shook his head: "I've died thoroughly."

But there are only three of them in the ancient yamen residence, so how could the corpse of this spirit insect disappear for no reason?

Fu Shiyi and the other two were afraid that something would go wrong, so they didn't have to eat lunch, so they immediately looked at the ten acres of spiritual fields separately, but after searching carefully, they found no suspicious traces.

"Let's go, let's go to the spiritual field where red pulp rice is planted again."

Fu Shiyi came to the place where Fu Da was envious of spirit insects in the morning. After a closer look, he found something: "This is the mark of the little bird's feet."

Gu Yaju set up a second-level top-grade mystery formation. Even a monk in the Foundation Establishment stage could be besieged for half an hour. I guess the bird and beast had accidentally broken in.

"Oh no, Ling Tao Tree!"

Since it is a bird, its favorite habitat is naturally on trees.

Fu Shiyi was shocked and sweated coldly. He used his light body technique to take the lead to the spiritual peach tree in the center of the spiritual field. He found that the flowers on the branches were not ruined, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

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

Fu Da and his wife arrived one step later. Fu Shiyi had already searched the trace of the bird with his spiritual sense. Because there were already blooming spiritual peach blossoms next to the bird, Fu Shiyi did not intend to use the "Golden Needle Trick" this time to prevent the fish from affecting the pond.

Fu Shiyi made gestures with both hands.

The blue light that looked like the pattern of the porcelain bottle lit up at her feet, and a dark blue vine emerged like a living thing, like a living thing.

Fu Shiyi's technique changed.

The green vines were outlined quickly in the air at an astonishing speed, and rushed to the branches with lightning speed. A piece of green branches and leaves bloomed on the vines.

"Tang!"
Chapter completed!