Resurrection of spiritual energy, I began to cultivate immortals from farming

Chapter 12 This Spirit Beast Eats Up His Spirit Field Space

Jiang Tang touched his belly.

I want to eat white noodles.

I want to go to space to harvest crops.

I want to practice.

Well, let's go take a look.

After some hesitation, Jiang Tang put on his homemade clogs and followed him with his hair disheveled.

On the way, through casual conversation, Jiang Tang knew that this female disciple was the child of the previous two generations of handyman disciples who married in Xianmen. She grew up in Zongmen since childhood and was named Yan Weiwei.

A few days ago, Yan Weiwei encountered an injured spirit beast while visiting the back mountain. She wanted to treat it but could not afford a doctor from the sect. She heard from a few fellow brothers and sisters that Jiang Tang knew some medical skills, and often took her own The medicinal herbs he practiced were used to treat the sick servant disciples.

With the mentality of a dead horse being a living horse doctor, he came to find Jiang Tang.

Later, I saw a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath.

Having said that, Yan Weiwei glanced sideways at Jiang Tang.

He was born handsome, clear and thin, but he was not a thin person, and he could be regarded as a good-looking son and brother.

"Junior Brother Jiang, right in front." Yan Weiwei pointed to the bamboo forest in front.

Jiang Tang walked over to take a look, and saw a snow-white spirit beast lying down in a bamboo leaf, its voice faintly chirping.

Its body is only the size of a palm, it has a pair of bone wings, its eyes are as big as a clear spring, and a pair of ink-colored eyes are full of pain.

How could this little thing look like the Snow Dragon chick described in ancient books.

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, walked over and squatted down.

Seeing a stranger approaching, the little thing immediately arched his back high, and the fluff all over his body stood up.It grinned and stared at Jiang Tang, and the pair of ink pupils turned golden.

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Tang sacrificed a spirit grass, handed it over and said gently, "I'll give it to you, it's not poisonous."

The little thing was stunned for a moment, and a pair of ink pupils returned to their true colors, and suddenly widened.

It's a bit...like a cat's engrossed look, so cute.

Jiang Tang wanted to touch the fluffy head of this little thing.

The little thing sniffed the spirit grass, and immediately rushed into Jiang Tang's palm, and devoured it.

Jiang Tang noticed that there was a wound on its hind leg, which had begun to fester, so he sacrificed another elixir that could heal the wound.

The little thing sniffed, and a pair of eyes closed immediately.

"grumble--"

It pushed the elixir away and turned its head away.

"Don't be picky about food, heal your wounds." Jiang Tang pulled the little thing over.

Seeing that it didn't resist, he patted its head again, "If you eat it obediently, I'll eat it with you." He has a large space for his spirit grass.

The little thing suddenly opened his eyes brightly, grabbed the elixir with a wrinkled face, and finished it in three or two mouthfuls.

"Junior Brother Jiang, you are amazing. I persuaded it a few days ago and it didn't want to eat for a long time." Yan Weiwei was full of surprise and admiration.

Jiang Tang, who had already recognized that this was the young Xuelong from the ancient book, touched his nose and smiled shyly.

Do you want to tell the little senior sister that Xue Long was born to be a picky eater?

Jiang Tang grabbed a handful of spirit grass from the Qiankun bag and fed it to the little thing. Seeing that its wound was beginning to heal, he got up and bowed with Yan Weiwei, ready to leave.

The little thing who was licking his fur saw that Jiang Tang was leaving, so he hurriedly chirped, spread his wings and flew to Jiang Tang's shoulders.

Jiang Tang stretched out his hand, carried the small thing by the back of the neck, and brought it to him.

The little thing's eyes were wide open, and he looked so harmless.

No, old man's boyish heart.

Jiang Tang forced a calm cough: "Go to the little sister."

He put the small thing on the ground and turned to leave.

The little thing screeched and flew to Jiang Tang's shoulder again.

Jiang Tang: "..." What is this?

"Junior Brother Jiang, it seems to like you very much. If you don't mind it, make a contract with it." Yan Weiwei chuckled.

Jiang Tang pondered for a while.

Xuelong belongs to the descendants of the ancient dragon clan. After the purebred Xuelong grows up, he is a cute pet King Kong, and his fighting power is outstanding.

Isn't that just providing food, clothing and housing, and raising a bodyguard?
"Little thing, are you willing to make a contract with me?" Jiang Tang moved his mind and looked down at the little thing he was carrying.

The little thing nodded meekly, broke free, and pulled Jiang Tang's arm.

"Senior sister, I have never made a contract." Jiang Tang remembered something, and smiled awkwardly.

"It's enough to cut a finger and drop a drop of blood." Yan Weiwei covered her lips.

Jiang Tang nodded and made a contract with the little thing.

A golden formation suddenly appeared at Jiang Tang's feet.

The phantom of the little thing appeared on the formation, and then merged into Jiang Tang's body along with the formation.

"Look, it doesn't look like an equality contract." Yan Weiwei was startled.

"Dad, this is a soul contract." A soft and waxy voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Tang's mind.

Before Jiang Tang recovered, the voice said again, "Daddy smells good."

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the little thing was pulling at his sleeve robe, and one tail was wagging very happily.

"So, this is a soul contract?" Jiang Tang tried to ask the little thing with his heart, and when he saw it nodding, he immediately understood.

"Little Senior Sister, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." Jiang Tang Zuoyi left.

Yan Weiwei looked at the little thing obediently lying on Jiang Tang's shoulder, and envied at a glance.

"Daddy, I'm so hungry." On the way back, the little thing lay on Jiang Tang's head and pulled his hair back.

"Come down, I'm not your father." Jiang Tang's eyes twitched.

"But the breath on Daddy's body smells good, just as good as Mother's." The little thing said softly, looking rather aggrieved.

"...Well, you won, call whatever you want."

"Daddy is so nice!"

Jiang Tang took the small things from his head and asked, "Do you have a name?"

"Since I was born, my mother was taken away by a group of bad people. In order to protect me, my mother deliberately told me to hatch later." The little thing shook his head.

As soon as it was born, it was targeted by the bad guys who took away the mother.Because of the escape, he fell into this mountain.

"I'll name you Er Yao. Yao means light. Er Yao will be like me in the future, and can't be a bad person." Jiang Tang touched the little thing's head.

Er Yao nodded, curious about what the two in front of him meant.

Of course Jiang Tang would not tell this little doll, the second is the pronoun of a certain brother pig.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Tang ate two white-faced buns. Seeing Er Yao staring at him, he felt a little embarrassed, so he simply brought it into the Lingtian space.

"Er Yao, I'm going to take Brother Niu to plough the land, you can eat this piece of spiritual plant as you like." Jiang Tang pointed to his first mu of land, and said boldly.

"Daddy, is it really edible?" Er Yao smelled the strong fragrance of spirit grass and swallowed.

"Eat whatever you want, if you're full." Jiang Tang waved his hand and began to harvest the second mu of land.

Aw, how much appetite a small thing can have.

After half an hour, Jiang Tang, who had collected one mu of land, looked back and wiped his face.

Um?Something is wrong?
Jiang Tang was stunned for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and was dumbfounded.

The Lingtian behind this is empty, only the Lingtian is left.

This is really empty, and the roots of the spirit grass are gone.

In the middle of the spiritual field, there was a small snow-white beast.

(End of this chapter)