I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 45 Bloodline Inheritance

Xiangxiang, she...does she miss grandpa?

Suddenly, a phantom of spells flashed in Rhubarb's mind, it quickly watched it with divine sense, and it didn't take a while to learn it.

Liu Yixiang buried her face on Rhubarb's back, and when she opened her eyes again, it turned from a smear of bright yellow into three figures.

The figures are Liu Chenxing, Rhubarb and her...

They were in that dilapidated thatched hut in Linshui Village, but Rhubarb had turned into a middle-aged fat dog, and Grandpa was still that age.

The difference is that grandpa is no longer gloomy, he smiles very heartily, and she is only three years old in the illusion, walking towards the rhubarb with trembling feet, still holding the yellow mud ball in her hand, mischievously pulling the yellow Put the mud on the rhubarb.Rhubarb was not angry but looked helpless. In the end, except for the dog's head, Rhubarb turned into a big dog covered in yellow mud.

She is making trouble, rhubarb is pampering her, grandpa is laughing, it's so good.

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If you ignore Da Huang's middle-aged, mature and stable appearance, it's quite similar.

Even though it was an illusion, Liu Yixiang still felt very happy, because she... saw Grandpa.

Liu Yixiang's cultivation base was one level higher than Da Huang's, and she broke free from the illusion easily.

Looking at Rhubarb softly, she only felt warm, hot, and swollen in her heart...

Her dantian instantly became relaxed. She had a feeling that as long as she absorbed enough aura, she could easily cross the gap between the Qi training period and the foundation building period.

She inexplicably felt that it was because of Rhubarb. Rhubarb was always worried about her and thinking about her. Even though she was so greedy, she still left the spiritual food to her. In order to make her not sad, she made herself stupid in the illusion to make her happy.

fantasy...

Liu Yixiang put away her tears and asked in doubt, "Rhubarb?"

"How do you know illusion..."

Huh?
Rhubarb also looked at her suspiciously. Did the double image in the sea teach him a new spell?
Forget it, as long as it can make Xiangxiang not sad, Rhubarb completely put the phantom in his head behind him.

The light in Liu Yixiang's eyes became deep, what kind of blood is Rhubarb, and how could it be able to inexplicably master spells that he had never learned before...

That day, she abducted Dahuang home, was it a coincidence or...

Her family's rhubarb is sometimes ghostly and ghostly, and treats others indifferently. When getting along with her, sometimes she is stupid, and sometimes she is like a bosom sister.

She had to be careful, she couldn't let Da Huang be abducted.

Liu Yixiang withdrew from her sad mood and walked to the pot where rhubarb was used as spiritual food.

Take out Lingmi from the backpack, eat fresh pigs, make twice-cooked pork for Rhubarb, eat a couple of bites in a hurry, tell Rhubarb, adjust the cultivation base to the middle stage of Qi training with a skull, and stride towards the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion go.

Looking at the bright scenery outside, she deeply felt that there was not enough time. She obviously felt that it only took a while to break through the late stage of Qi training, and she didn't want to close her eyes and open them, and the night passed.

Wen Ruzhu was fetching water from the spring, Liu Yixiang nodded at her as a greeting.

Wen Ruzhu bit her lower lip, looking at her leaving back, she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, she had already drawn her breath into her body, but she still couldn't see through Liu Yixiang's cultivation.

Is she already a monk in the middle stage of Qi training?
Wen Ruzhu wasn't jealous of her, but she just felt inferior. She knew that this was not good for her cultivation, but she couldn't adjust it no matter what.

……

Liu Yixiang walked into the Sutra Pavilion with ease, her spiritual sense carefully touched the light ball, feeling something carefully.

She also accidentally discovered that touching the light clusters with her spiritual sense was faster than touching them one by one with her hands.

——Chapter of Yuanjie Spirit Beast.

Liu Yixiang's consciousness that was about to fly over stopped, and she stretched out her fingertips to slowly caress the aura light cluster.

Liu Yixiang felt that what she was looking for might be in there, but unfortunately, the aura light group couldn't use spiritual sense to check the classics or exercises inside, so they could only give it to the disciples guarding the Sutra Pavilion to engrave it with a white jade tablet.It can be pasted directly on the forehead after it is burned, and the burned content of the white jade card will be imprinted in the mind one by one...

Liu Yixiang picked two more aura light clusters about spirit beasts, spending a total of 100 yuan low-grade spirit stones.

The cultivator guarding the Sutra Pavilion rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. Last time, he was so shameless... But this day, the junior sister refused. When facing her again, a trace of unease suddenly rose in his heart.

He hastily burned the aura light group Liu Yixiang had chosen on the white jade tablet, and after putting away the spirit stone and watching her leave, he heaved a sigh of relief.

It's really... so embarrassing.

Liu Yixiang was holding the white jade tablet, wishing she could stick it on her forehead and examine the "Spiritual Beast Chapter" carefully, but the monks coming and going on the road finally made her give up this idea.

With a thought, he used the aura that a monk in the "middle stage of Qi training" should have, poured it from the dantian to the toes, and ran with traceless footwork, and hurried to the small courtyard outside the gate.

Rhubarb was still leisurely eating the spiritual food that Liu Yixiang specially made for it at this time, the door opened with a "bang", then its eyes blurred, and a gust of wind blew past its eyes.

If it hadn't smelled the fragrant scent of the wind, it would have scratched its paws hard at this time, how could it still be eating spiritual food here slowly.

After closing the door of the practice room, Liu Yixiang pasted three pieces of jade slips on her forehead, and some news about spirit beasts poured into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Fortunately, she had eaten purple ginseng, which enhanced her spiritual consciousness, so she was able to receive the news from the three white jade tablets together at this time.

Most of the records in a white jade card are about the types of spirit beasts, etc. Liu Yixiang put the information in this white jade card aside, and it is not too late to read these when there is time...

The other is the contract circle for the contract between monks and spirit beasts. There are two types of equal contracts and master-servant contracts. The equal contract means that the spirit beast or the monk dies, and the other party will not be affected.The master-servant contract, the master dies, the servant is buried with him, the servant dies, and the master is not affected in the slightest.

Liu Yixiang has a bit of distaste for these contracts. Spiritual beasts should be free and not bound by contracts. She has not signed any contracts with Dahuang so far. She doesn't like and doesn't want to restrain Dahuang, so it's good...

I rummaged through the spiritual beast Yuanjie Chapter, most of which described the division of spiritual beast cultivation, bloodline level, the level of spirit beast species, and bloodline inheritance.

Liu Yixiang's eyes suddenly became bright, and her blood was passed down.

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Through the reproduction of spirit beasts, from generation to generation, the blood in the body gradually becomes thinner, and even the blood is abolished. If you want to activate this blood, you must have a great opportunity and keep devouring the blood of the same kind to purify the blood In addition, countless spiritual plants are needed to temper the blood.

Some spirit beasts are born, although there is no ancestral bloodline left, but the bloodline inheritance is more or less left in the sea of ​​consciousness.

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(End of this chapter)