Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1322: Farming Genes

Without exception, all of the Jiejiao's many blessed places are located in the East China Sea. They were all snatched from the dragon clan, the dragon clan, and the dragon clan. They can definitely be defended. When Jiejiao declined, the dragon clan declined even more. But many times, we are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid of thieves thinking about it.

Now the majority of the immortals in Jiejiao want to practice in peace and do not want to cause trouble.

We have no shortage of spiritual materials, so why should we leave our own Jin'ao Island and Penglai Island and go to some blessed place to practice?
These places are already useless.

If these paradises remain in the hands of Jiejiao, their value is zero, because they are right there and there is no way to escape. If the dragons get too excited one day and come to fight for them, Jiejiao will have to send disciples to defend them. What if a few more people die?
When it comes to Deng Chanyu's hands, its value is ten. Her space method can move the blessed land away. It can be merged with the [Xu Ling Dong Tian] of Mount Emei itself, or placed somewhere else.

Deng Chanyu never expected that the Golden Spirit Mother would resort to selling the land.

She is still a little interested.

She is definitely not afraid of the dragon clan. If she doesn't go to the Ancestral Dragon Temple, the dragon clan will just burn incense in secret.

If you dare to come to my place and cause trouble, I'll bury you here as fertilizer! I'll bury you one by one! Zulong? She's not afraid of Zulong even if he returns to his prime.

She looked at the three caves and two blessed places with an indifferent attitude.

Seeing countless spiritual fields lying there half-abandoned with nothing growing in them, her farming gene was completely awakened.

After returning to Taiyuan Cave, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night. He kept thinking about what kind of spiritual materials to plant. Daji was so angry that she went straight to the study to sleep.

The next morning, Deng Chanyu brought her daughter, disciples, maids, a few freeloaders, iron-eating beasts, and dream tapirs to Rongcheng Dayutian.

As if possessed by Shennong, she wandered in many spiritual fields and places.

"Write this down. The Yang energy here is strong, so it's not suitable to grow Yin-attributed spiritual plants. Let's plant some Jade Spirit Fruit instead."

"This river is very interesting, winding and twisting, a natural creation. Wonderful, wonderful! This is a good place to grow colorful divine flowers and herbs. The black sand in the river can also be extracted and taken back to refine a defensive magic weapon."

"Hahahahaha—I can grow some dragon beard grass here. There's actually natural golden dew here? I'm in luck, I'm in luck!"

"Family! Your blessings have arrived, get to work! We must completely reclaim this cave today. You won't be allowed to eat until we finish!"

She waved her hand, and the five-colored divine ox obediently put on the plow and harrow on itself. Biaozi sighed very humanely, followed suit, and went to plow another spiritual field. Nezha carried the hoe with a blank expression. He usually went barefoot, but now he didn't need to take off his shoes to work in the spiritual field. Xiao Qingluan and the others also held tools in their hands, and with skillful movements, they began to comb the fields according to Deng Chanyu's instructions.

Xiaowu was in charge of logistics, bringing back some spiritual sand and spiritual water that were harmful to the fields but could be used to refine weapons to Mount Emei. He then took some spiritual seeds from Mount Emei and planted them in the cave world.

Deng Chanyu was in charge of the command. Looking at the barren fields planted with a large number of spiritual materials, she smiled with satisfaction when she thought of the good harvest next year.

Bixiao came to the Arctic ice field. The number of monsters here was extremely small and the climate was too cold, resulting in a very thin spiritual energy. Unless one was a special ancient species, practicing here would be ineffective.

Bixiao was like a child in front of Yunxiao, but in the outside world, she was definitely a fairy. She had some experience in the prehistoric world.

Retrieving the Sword of Immortal Slaughter that was knocked away was a task that could not be simpler for her.

Bixiao spent seven days and finally determined the landing point of the Sword of Immortal Slaying on the vast ice field. She cast a water-avoiding spell and then jumped into the Eternal Ice Lake.

"Hey! Why are you lingering around my cave? Are you here to steal something? Be careful, or my king will eat your heart and liver with wine! Get out of here quickly!" A young man came walking on the water and shouted at Bixiao.

The young man's face was pale, his eyes were full of fatigue, and he looked like he had been seriously injured and had not yet recovered.

If someone dared to speak to Bixiao like this in another place, he would definitely be served with the Golden Dragon Scissors, who would cut you from the front or the back. If he didn't cut you into seventeen or eighteen pieces, it would be considered as good manners by Bixiao.

Now she still has an idea. The Sword of Killing Immortals is not only the magic weapon of the saint, but also related to the fortune of the Jiejiao. It is the top priority. Finding the Sword of Killing Immortals is the top priority at the moment, and other things can be discussed later.

She could tell at a glance that this young man was from the demon clan, but she couldn't tell his specific background.

She was not surprised. There were so many types of demons that they often couldn't tell them apart among themselves. It was normal that Bixiao didn't know.

She asked back, "Let me ask you something. Seven days ago, a beam of green light descended from the sky. Do you know where it landed? Tell me, and I will reward you handsomely."

A hint of imperceptible surprise appeared in the young man's expression, and then his arrogant face returned.

"A generous reward? This vanguard thinks you are a thief, and you must be plotting against the king's treasure! Where are you running to!"

Bixiao was a little anxious. The Sword of Immortal Killing was actually picked up by an unknown demon. Once controlled by the evil in the sword, all the demons in this cold pond would be enemies. The reputation of the Mother of Mount Li could not intimidate a group of demons who had been possessed by the devil. It was impossible for him to start a massacre in the end.

She asked, "Where is your demon king? Take me to him quickly, or it will be too late."

"Don't say anything more, just take my shovel!" The young man held a crescent shovel in his hand, shouted, and shoveled at Bixiao.

"Too weak!" After watching the shocking battle between Deng Chanyu and Lingbao Tianzun, Bixiao had no interest in watching this kind of battle between small demons.

With a flick of her hand, she pushed the crescent shovel and the young man aside. The man lost his balance and fell into the mud and sand at the bottom of the icy lake.

Bixiao turned her head and took a look. The young man's neck, shoulders, and back were all covered in blood and flesh. It seemed that something had been growing there before, and then it was blown up by an extremely rough method. There were two granulations in the blood hole at this time. It should be some kind of self-repair of the body, but the repair speed was extremely slow.

Bixiao didn't care about things that had nothing to do with her. She used the demonic energy on the young man as a reference, quickly scanned with her spiritual sense, and finally found the demon's nest. She used water escape to rush over like a fairy with her clothes fluttering.

The young man stumbled to his feet from the mud and sand. His movements were a bit exaggerated, but his voice was loud. He shouted, "King! King Benboba! Thieves are coming, and they want to steal your treasure!"

(End of this chapter)