After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 220: Riverbed Tour
Although Song Miaozhu did not let the spiritual paper colorful phoenix fly to the crowded ancient town in the distant mountains, such a large colorful phoenix in the sky could be seen by people from miles away.

"What is that?"

"It looks like a bird!"

"Nonsense, of course I know it's a bird! With such big wings! I'm not blind!"

"That tail looks like a phoenix!"

Although no one has ever seen a phoenix, the image of a phoenix in everyone's mind is similar.

"I knew that after the spiritual energy revived, a divine beast would be born!"

"Never mind, let's take a video first."

……

More and more witnesses took videos and posted them online.

The video was magnified and viewed in various ways, and then...

"Is there a person up there?"

At first, no one dared to confirm who it was, until people fishing by the Xiaoli River saw a man riding a colorful phoenix and landing in the center of the river. In the blink of an eye, a huge divine turtle fell into the water.

The divine turtle has two horns on its head and a snake tail coiled on its shell, which are very distinctive features.

"Xuan...Xuanwu?!!!"

The fisherman rubbed his eyes and took out his cell phone tremblingly.

This time, closer.

The person on the colorful phoenix jumped onto the back of the black tortoise, the colorful phoenix disappeared, and the black tortoise dived underwater. Everything was extremely clear.

"It's Master Song Miaozhu from Lingcheng!"

At this time, the little paper servant of Anshou Paper Shop had already responded to the friends who asked about Caifeng and Xuanwu on Green Bubble according to Song Miaozhu's instructions.

Among them were Zhao Huoyan, Zhao Mumu and others who came to ask her for information on behalf of the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau.

After the Spiritual Adjustment Bureau learned that Song Miaozhu was in Yunwu Mountain, they paid more attention to the satellite monitoring here.

They were the first to witness it.

Everyone's response was the same: "Paper mounts can be hidden in the mount space and summoned at any time. They are extremely complex to make and take a long time to complete. In order not to affect the production of the Soul Gathering Fuwa, they are not available for public sale for the time being."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

It’s not sold publicly, but it doesn’t say it’s not sold privately!
While Song Miaozhu was still playing in the Xiaoli River, Green Bubble had already received several orders for flying mounts.

But they are all ordered by elite masters.

It is really not easy to make such a cool paper mount, and it takes a lot of time, so the price of paper mounts is extremely high, one costs millions of contribution points, or hundreds of millions of RMB.

Even the elite masters are not affordable to everyone.

Even so, Song Miaozhu only promised to sell one to each master friend, and they could not buy on behalf of others like they did with the Juling Fuwa.

She just wanted to make a few more spiritual paper mounts, improve her paper-making skills, practice at the same time, and make some money. She didn't want to be completing mount orders every day.

She also wants to study other paper-making!

The Spirit Adjustment Bureau felt relieved when they learned that Caifeng and Xuanwu were just paper spirit creatures and had no other abilities besides carrying their masters and their masters' spirit creatures.

It is not a dangerous spiritual object, nor does it have any irreplaceable function. It cannot even be called a key spiritual object. It just looks intimidating.

Going up to the sky and diving into the water is not something that only spiritual creatures can do. Spiritual energy is so scarce now, and spiritual creatures that use spiritual power as energy must also be used with caution.

Ultimately, it was a spiritual version of a luxury item, and in terms of practicality and cost-effectiveness, it was quite average. Compared to the Colorful Phoenix and Black Tortoise mounts, they felt that the Gathering Spirits Fuwa was more important.

They were still very happy that Song Miaozhu controlled the sales of paper mounts.

Netizens became even more excited when they learned that this was a paper mount, but they became depressed when they saw the released price.

"I can't afford such a cool mount in the game, and I still can't afford it in real life..."

"We're both cultivators, but the phoenixes he raises can soar into the sky and dive into the earth, while the little sparrows I raise can only chirp. How can the difference be so huge?"

"I've decided. From today on, I'm going to draw a giant phoenix! If the phoenix doesn't work, I'll draw a giant Kunpeng, a giant blue phoenix, a giant red bird, and other flying divine birds. I won't believe I can't raise a flying mount!"

"I'm different. I want to draw a dragon!"

"What are we calligraphy students supposed to do? What can we write to raise a flying mount?"

……

From that day on, practitioners became particularly enthusiastic about using mythical beasts as materials to create handicrafts, and even elite masters could not help but give it a try.

Although the appearance of a spiritual object will limit its effect to a certain extent, it does not play a decisive role.

In addition, due to the lack of spiritual energy, it is becoming increasingly difficult to raise spiritual creatures. It takes a long time to accumulate spiritual energy to raise a spiritual creature. There is no way to conduct large-scale experiments, and in the end, few people can achieve their wishes.

At this time, Song Miaozhu was strolling on the bottom of the river on the back of the spiritual paper Xuanwu.

She grew up in an ancient town in Yuanshan, and was already familiar with the scenery on the Xiaoli River, but this was her first time to be under the river.

The Lingzhi Xuanwu is like a submarine in the water, with the water on its back isolated. Song Miaozhu feels like she is in a mobile aquarium.

There was not enough light in the deep water, but she had opened her third eye and was not affected much.

The aquatic plants, fish and shrimps in the river are not as colorful as those in the sea, and are slightly less ornamental. But for Song Miaozhu, who has never swam in the riverbed in this way, it is still quite fresh.

"Eh? What's that?"

Song Miaozhu, who was filming the situation at the bottom of the river, suddenly saw a faint flash of light at the bottom of the water in front of him, which was extremely conspicuous in the gray water.

She quickly asked Lingzhi Xuanwu to step forward.

The thing was covered by the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, with only a palm-sized area exposed. It looked like a stone.

But Song Miaozhu saw clearly that there was a spiritual light on it.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, and similar to the inspiration that emerged from the spiritual energy that came from the gold ingot when she drew the energy into her body and folded it, it was indeed there.

"Did someone throw their own stone sculpture into the middle of the river?"

If there is a halo, it can't be an ordinary stone, it can only be a stone sculpture.

Song Miaozhu took out a five-colored paper soldier, made it take shape, jumped into the water, and brushed off the mud and sand on the thing.

It turned out to be quite large.

There are even bigger places lurking underwater.

Thanks to the immense strength of the paper soldiers, they were able to dig out the surrounding mud and sand, revealing the object.

It is indeed a stone sculpture, and traces of carving can be seen on it.

Although there weren't many, the few traces of human carving and its sturdy appearance made it easy to recognize the stone sculpture: "Is it a rhinoceros?"

But this is obviously not the stone rhinoceros of today!

Not to mention that the mud and sand covering the stone rhinoceros could not have accumulated in just one or two years, even the carving style is not popular nowadays.

Moreover, nowadays all handicrafts have the potential to grow into spiritual objects and are very valuable. Who would throw a handicraft that is only slightly stained with spiritual energy into the river and bury it?