Chapter 45: The mother snail gives birth, and there is something strange about the spiritual insects
Li Qing naturally does not need to worry about harvesting spiritual rice.
The islanders harvested just six acres of golden japonica rice in just one night.
"Crash..." The golden millet poured into the marble pool.
Li Qing cast a water purification spell to submerge it all. After the water evaporated naturally, he divided the accounts with the Lane family.
The next morning, Lake sent another batch of Qingling bamboo leaves to Li Qing.
During the period when Li Qing returned to the world of cultivation, Lettuce Island harvested another batch. Renn strictly followed the share and stored Li Qing's share.
Li Qing smiled and accepted: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. When I'm not here, just keep an account. When I'm here, just deduct it from the new round of harvest."
Rike nodded in agreement: "Well, that's what we'll do next time."
Li Qing gave him the brown algae seeds brought from the cultivation world: "Ten of them are ordinary seeds. Two witch potion seeds, for Reis.”
Lake thanked him happily and hurried back to report the good news to his own elf bug.
Of course the seeds collected by Li Qing are more than these. But gifts are always new, so there is no need to give them all at once.
After a while, Kailin also came to visit.
Li Qing gave her four common rose seeds and two spiritual plant seeds.
The Green Rose Fairy Bug hid timidly on Kailin's shoulder, wanting to say: "Err..."
Kailin took out one of the most spiritual ones and let it hold it with its short legs. Then she took out a bottle of red turquoise powder and put it on the coffee table: "Thank you, sir. This is a gift for Ah Zao and Ah Sun."< br>
After the gift exchange was completed, Kailin told Li Qing sternly: "I planted the Qingling grass seeds you gave me in exchange for them on Lettuce Island and Green Rose Castle."
"As you predicted before, the new seeds planted will all look like grass. Only the Qingling Bamboo Garden before is a little different."
Li Qing nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
After being away for a month and a half and finishing all the accumulated matters, Li Qing, accompanied by Lake, went to see the date snails in the pond in the afternoon.
It just so happened that as soon as Li Qing's front legs arrived, the date snails' rear legs began to give birth.
I saw the female snail opening her shell and slowly spitting out conchs the size of soybeans from a small opening between the abdominal legs and the shell.
When the baby conch is born, the shell is still transparent, and the pink conch meat and the red conch core can be vaguely seen.
In less than a quarter of an hour in the water, its soft shell gradually hardened, its color changed from transparent to bright yellow, and blunt spines the size of rice grains sprouted.
The tail spines of small conches are either light red or lavender, making it easy to distinguish the male from the female.
These little conchs are also quite vicious.
The serf in charge of raising the fish just threw a fish into the sea. They swarmed up and ate it up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Qing used his spiritual sense to sense carefully and found that these small conches did not contain spiritual energy, that is, there was no trace of magic power.
He sighed with some disappointment and looked at the date palm snail again.
It seems that a big burden has been thrown off. The mother snail looks a little relaxed, lying lazily on a stone, opening and closing its armor, but not eating.
Li Qing sensed that its snail heart was still beating vigorously, and the fluctuations in spiritual energy showed no sign of weakening, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Feed me for a few more days." Li Qing glanced at the date palm snail and said, "If nothing else, I will take it with me next time I leave."
Rike nodded in agreement and arranged for the serfs to take better care of him.
Except for the elf insects whose lives are intertwined, the "Gate of Heavenly Dimensions" cannot bring any spiritual creatures through.
If Li Qing wanted to take away the date palm snail, he could only dispel its spiritual consciousness and bring back a "plant snail".
But if an animal loses its spiritual consciousness, even if it is protected by magical power, it will not survive long. Therefore, Li Qingcai has always stored it here. This time, taking advantage of the gathering of foundation-building monks in Xuefeng Lake, Li Qing found a good buyer for the date palm snail heart by making some insidious suggestions. He could take it back and try to sell it.
“Why is the spirit sense always giving a faint warning?” Li Qing was a little confused, “Although treasures that enhance spiritual roots are rare, dates and snails of this quality are only worth the price. It’s just a foundation-building pill.”
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After another five days of this, the Hongya rice in the farmland was also ripe.
This time, the number of seabirds that came to steal the spiritual rice increased, and there were even two alien species impregnated with magic.
One of the eyes has mutated and can emit scorching light; the other's wings have mutated and can fan out strong winds.
But his strength is not strong. The appearance of Yue Mo Qi Lian on the second level is roughly the same as Lake.
Li Qing specially used the Wind Binding Technique to capture the two of them, intending to leave them to Fenglei as a sparring partner, and then decide whether to turn them into food depending on the situation.
Once the seabirds are driven away, Hongya rice will enter the harvesting rhythm.
In terms of appearance alone, Hongya rice ranks first among the three types of rice. This is also the reason why Wren chose it as an alternative family name for the future.
The mature Hongya rice is about the size of barley, and its husk is golden, but when reflected in the sunlight, it reflects a neon-like light.
Viewed from the sky, a dazzling rainbow light rises from the golden rice fields, fluctuating rhythmically with the sea breeze.
The harvest of this rice is also very particular.
It likes to be pure but hates to be turbid. Without the help of magic, it can only be picked by virgin hands without damaging its taste. Men and women are not restricted.
What was originally an ordinary millet harvest has turned into a disguised blind date activity for unmarried men and women.
For this reason, the reward for the awakening ceremony given by Renn was changed from the children of the family to the person participating in the picking.
Li Qing looked at Lake and Kailin, an unmarried couple, and went down to the field with a blushing face, picking rainbow rice while enjoying the beautiful scenery.
On the other hand, Rael has been hiding in Hongya Castle and refuses to go down to the ground.
Li Qing shook his head, ignored their quarrel, and made a special trip to wait beside the Cordyceps sinensis plant.
This elf bug really misjudged his origin. As soon as the surrounding Hongya rice matures, it starts to become restless.
I saw its crouched body gradually stretching, the green pearls on its forehead emitting a soft halo, and some kind of strange fluctuations filled the surrounding area.
The fluctuations swept across the mature Hongya rice, and there was no change in the Hongya rice, which made it make a confused sound.
It held back its energy and emitted more and more powerful waves, seeping into the nearby Hongya rice seeds, and then scattered like quicksand on the fingertips.
Li Qing could feel that the little guy was a little confused and once again spread the waves farther away.
Finally, Qingzhumi on the other side gave it feedback.
A seedling that originally had only two bunches of rice ears suddenly began to joint, ear, bloom, and fill its grain. After a while, the expected yield doubled.
The Qingzhumi Elf Bug, who had not yet opened his eyes, was stunned, murmured "Cucka", and finally fell into a deep sleep again.
“The elf bugs bred by spiritual rice can really induce the birth of spiritual rice, but it can’t even ripen across small categories?”
The plan that originally expected to rely on the first-order low-grade spiritual rice spirit worms to promote a high yield of high-grade spiritual rice went bankrupt.
Li Qing could not be said to be satisfied, but he was not too disappointed either. He stood up and cast a planting spell on the over-consumed Cordyceps.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous, stunted rice plant next to Cordyceps caught Li Qing's attention: "Huh..."
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