"This is..." Sui Ying said, and he had a guess in his heart.

"The magic weapon that can help you break through the limit, you can enter the game when you lie in it later."

"In this game warehouse, you can increase your thinking speed to the level of Jindan stage, which is enough for you to control puppets at the level of fusion stage." Xu Fan said.

"Thank you, Great Elder." Sui Ying said.

"Thank you, thank you, just kill the demon clan in the future, let me see where your limits are." Xu Fan said that the figure disappeared directly into the hall.

"Thank you, Elder." Suiying knelt down toward the place where Xu Fan disappeared.

Tianchi No. 3 giant city, it is early morning at this time.

As the city gate opened, a group of people swarmed out of the city, and some even rode on a puppet horse and galloped towards the spiritual field that belonged to him.

"The three acres of spiritual rice and ten thousand acres of fertile fields I planted today are about to be harvested," said a dark-skinned youth in his twenties.

More than a year ago, he finally learned the Great Spirit Rain Technique and Soil Cultivation Technique in the game, and then began to cultivate his own spiritual field.

As the puppet horse galloped fast on the field road, a painful expression appeared on the young man's face. Although the puppet immediately had shock absorption, it was still a butt.

The young man looked up at the small spirit boat flying in the sky, with an envious look in his eyes.

This small flying spirit boat requires at least a thousand spirit stones, which cannot be afforded now.

"When I have 500 acres of spiritual fields, I must buy a spiritual boat, and let those guys who look down on people see it." The young man's eyes showed a determined look.

In the game, he was detected to have three kinds of spiritual roots, water, earth, and gold, which were just suitable for becoming a spiritual planter. He also followed the suggestion and signed up for a spiritual planter's class.

Of course, he also took out huge loans for this.

In that class, he was the hardest worker and the last person to learn that basic spell. At that time, the rest of the class had already learned more than a dozen kinds of spiritual cultivation spells, and some of them had even started to cultivate spiritual medicines.

And he is just a little scum who only knows two most basic spells.

Just when the rest of the class got on the spiritual boat and had their own large area of spiritual field, he was the only one who rode a puppet horse, endured the pain in his butt, and went to his poor spiritual field.

Thinking of this, the joy of the original harvest also faded, and the young man began to bury his head on the road.

Half an hour later, when the young man saw his spiritual field, he was instantly stunned.

"This...is this my spiritual field!" the young man exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Xu Fan, who was far away from the Yinlingmen deducing the exercises, received the news.

"Master, find someone with special talent in spiritual planting," said Grape.

Xu Fan, who was deducing the exercises, stopped and looked at the light curtain projected by the grapes.

"Oh. The talent in farming." Xu Fan said with interest.

"Hey, this spiritual rice is wrong. It is three times the output of normal spiritual rice, and the quality has a certain variation."

"And these ordinary rice grains, the amount of spiritual energy contained in them is about to catch up with half of the spiritual rice." Xu Fan said in surprise, these spiritual rice, the side of the rice was seen by Xu Fan at a glance.

At this time, the young man watched it several times on his own spiritual field, and finally accepted this reality.

"It's not surprising that Lingdao has mutated, but is it God's blessing for me to mutate all of them?" The young man looked at the rice that was three times larger than the regular Lingdao in his hand.

"It seems that this batch of spiritual rice can't be sold, and it will be left as the seeds for the next season of spiritual rice." The young man said to himself.

At this time, a spirit boat appeared, and a few puppets came down from the boat.

"Congratulations on the mutation of the spiritual rice you planted, we need to collect some samples." The puppet said and handed over a bag of spiritual stones, a standard bag of 1,000.

"Well, good." The young man said, his teacher once said that if there is a mutation in Lingdao, there will be a puppet from Xianmen to buy it, of course, it is a paid purchase.

"We also need to collect the soil of your spiritual rice and the spiritual rain of the Great Spirit Rain Technique." The puppet continued.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." The young man weighed the bag of spirit stones, and then put it into the puppet horse's pocket and began to seal and cast the Great Spirit Rain.

After the puppet collected soil, rainwater and a few spiritual rice plants, they returned in the spiritual boat.

At the Hidden Spirit Gate, Xu Fan looked at the freshly plucked spiritual rice, and then looked at the collection of rainwater and soil.

"Is this the benefit of having merit and qi fortune?" Xu Fan said, and a treasure cover of merit and qi fortune was condensed behind him.

At this time, the pattern on the top of the treasure cover of merit and qi transportation is clearly visible, and it is several times more solid than when it first started.

What happened recently, whether inside the sect or outside the main sect, is more and more conducive to the development of the Hidden Spirit Sect.

"Minus the merit and luck of saving the tens of billions of mortals and giving them a stable life, and looking at the level of merit and luck obtained from Jiufeng Island, the speed of development there is a bit beyond my expectations." Xu Fan touched his chin and said.

"Pay more attention to this spiritual master, give him special care, and let him specialize in breeding." Xu Fan said, it is a pity that such talents are not used well.

At this moment, Xu Fan suddenly felt a sense of hatred from the causal level.

In the demon world, the Power Bull Clan, at this time, Yaozun Yuehu was holding back his anger and apologized to the three Power Bull Clan's mocking eyes.

Because of the Li Niu family, he really can't afford it.

"Let's go, this time, for your poor sake, the reward is not worth it." The Li Niu clan suppressed their smiles and comforted the Moon Fox Demon Venerable.

"I..., I'm bothering Niu Yaozun." Yuehu Yaozun said with red eyes. At this time, a mouthful of blood was already in his mouth. He wanted to swallow it, but then he found out that the mouthful of blood was really Can't swallow.

After the Moon Lake Monster Clan finished speaking, it turned into a flash of light and fled towards the Yuehu Clan's territory.

When passing by a small clan whose highest cultivation level was only in the fusion stage ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Yuehu Yaozun stopped, first spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then lost his senses and killed the poor clan.

For a time, the blood of demons became a sea, and the sky was full of grievances.

Two hours later, when Yaozun Yuehu crushed the last cub of the small clan, his eyes returned to reason.

He took out the fake Qianluo umbrella and said word by word, "Human Race, we're not finished!"

At this moment, Yaozun Yuehu's eyes were full of crazy killing intent, and a blood moon slowly rose from behind Yaozun Yuehu.

In the holy city of the Yueyuehu clan, Yaozun Yuehu began to calculate his family as soon as he came back, and planned to invite foreign aid again. This time his purpose was to slaughter all the tribes within the Great Steel Wall.

He wants to make a palace with the bones of the human race, and sprinkle the land with human blood.

"I don't believe they are not interested in the spirit mines of the fairy level."

"I don't believe that this small piece of human race can't be wiped out by the demon venerable that was recruited by the top-level Taoist weapons left by our seniors when they ascended!" Yuehu Yaozun said angrily.