I Have a Time and Space Garden

For the next few days, Wang Miao has been familiarizing himself with the use of Dharma signs.

The more skillful you are in using the Dharma, the stronger your combat power will be.

For example, the "Mamudra" of the condensed law, if used well, even if the opponent is good at escaping, it can be quickly calmed down.

In exchange for some unresponsive or unskilled Wu Zun, I am afraid that just after condensing the "big mudra" of the law, the opponent has already escaped without a trace.

Similar situations did not happen.

At this moment, Wang Miao sensed something and looked at the avatar not far away.

hum!

A time-space gate appeared, incarnated into it, and came to the fairyland.

"Shadow envoy, this is the fairy vine spirit species I asked you about recently. There are three in total, all of the same species."

Feng Muyuan handed three colorful seeds to Wang Miao's avatar.

"Thank you Feng Xianyou, I just want two." Wang Miao's avatar only took two and said, "You can keep the rest for yourself."

"Okay, then I will also try how to cultivate spiritual plants."

Feng Muyuan nodded and added, "I will contact you when there are new spiritual species in the future."

"That would be troublesome."

Wang Miao's avatar nodded slightly, crossed the time-space gate, and returned to the time-space pastoral.

downstairs.

Wang Miao held two colorful fairy gourd spirit seeds, and through pastoral testing, he found that this is a fairy-level spirit species that can grow seven gourd babies.

"Sure enough, it's a gourd baby!"

Wang Miao showed a look of surprise, and said suspiciously: "If I really want to plant it, shouldn't I be 'happy to be a master'?"

The thought of seven gourd babies lining up to call him "Grandpa" made Wang Miao feel a little funny.

However, this gourd fairy vine needs a lot of nutrients.

Without a billion points of nutrients, it is impossible to make it fully mature, but the only fruit that bears is the cultivation of Emperor Wu, which is too tasteless for the current Wang Miao.

However, he still buried one of the seeds near the pavilion in front of the small building, attracting tens of millions of nutrients to make it germinate, and soon it grew to five meters long, climbed up the pavilion, and hung down a few buds. Added a touch of elegance.

"Millions of nutrients can make the fairy vine grow to five meters long, but the fairy flower can only grow a tender bud. It's really incomparable!"

Wang Miao murmured.

It can be seen from here that the fairy flower is of high grade.

After planting, it may be a fairy in a fairyland.

Thinking of this, Wang Miao raised his head and looked at the young sprout in front of the window sill on the second floor, then he was stunned.

Because, the little beaver is gone!

The lid of one of the bamboo tubes was opened. Seeing this, Wang Miao had already guessed something, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he ran up immediately.

Looking inside along the bamboo tube, you can see that the little beaver has become smaller than a mosquito, and is sleeping soundly in the fragrant fruit pile, but it does not stealthily eat it.

"Little Hanhan, come out!"

Wang Miao hurriedly shouted.

Although the little beaver didn't steal it, the problem was that after opening the lid, the brewing effect was much worse, and he didn't want to drink the sour and astringent failed product.

"Boss, you...you are so big!"

The little raccoon was woken up, raised his head, and found that Wang Miao had grown as big as a mountain. He stood up in surprise, his two small claws stretched out and gestured hard.

It doesn't understand how its boss can become so big.

"Come out quickly, you will affect the flavor of the spirit fruit wine in it."

Wang Miao raised his hand, and the little beaver was sucked out and stood on the window sill wet.

Wang Miao tapped twice on its small head as a reminder, then closed the lid and told it not to go in anymore.

The little raccoon covered her head and blinked, as if she understood something, and continued to fall asleep in the flowerpot.

Wang Miao sent an incarnation to send the recently harvested spiritual fruits and grains outside the Liyou Mountains.

It was taken over by Li Youwei and Qian Million.

"The total amount of nutrients seems to be less than 1.9 billion..."

Wang Miao pinched his fingers and found that the consumption of nutrients was too high recently.

"Only relying on Wanbaolou and Tiannanzong will not be enough for the source of nutrients. After all, the scope of these two forces only involves the Great Wilderness Realm, and the total amount of resources is limited."

"If you want to accumulate more nutrients, you have to rely on the heavens and the world."

Wang Miao took out a piece of paper, drew a few circles on it, and listed several worlds that had been opened up.

Except for the immortal world and the secular world of Qingfan, the others are all high martial worlds, and the resources that can be obtained are not weaker than those of the great wilderness.

But at this moment, Wang Miao realized something.

The secular world of Qingfan is just a low-level martial world, so why does it appear in the Myriad Realms of the Pastoral Space-Time?

Since he was able to obtain the information of Wanjie, he has never seen the low-level martial arts world again, and the weakest is also the middle-level martial arts practitioners with martial arts and martial king levels.

"The world of Qingfan must be extraordinary!"

Wang Miao realized the key, and hurriedly opened the introduction to the secular world of Qingfan, and saw the following line of text:

"Qingfan secular world, low martial arts (promoting), one extreme martial artist, thirty martial arts."

The strongest person in this world is only an extreme martial artist, that is, a perfect ordinary rank. If someone breaks through the lower rank of Xuan rank, they can truly reach the realm of martial arts.

Then, the secular world of Qingfan can be called Zhongwu.

Seeing the three words "in progress", Wang Miao realized that the secular world of Qingfan was not simple.

"Housekeeper, if a secular world has been upgraded to a Chinese martial arts world, will there be any special treasures born?"

Wang Miao asked.

"meeting."

The pastoral steward is concise.

"Can it be harvested?"

Wang Miao murmured.

"Can."

The pastoral steward replied.

Wang Miao nodded thoughtfully, continued to ask many questions, and came to a conclusion.

If he assists the promotion of the world of Qingfan, he will get an unexpected harvest, and there is a high probability that it will be a heaven and earth spiritual treasure born in the core of this world.

Soon after.

Wang Miao hugged the flowerpot, brought the little beaver, crossed the gate of time and space, and came to a place called "Xiao Chai Mountain".

The woodcutter's house is nearby.

"I thought that a few broken thatched huts would be able to climb up the second young lady of our Jin family, and I don't even look at what it means to be a good match, cut it!"

A voice full of disgust came from a distance.

Wang Miao followed the sound and found a fat matchmaker walking out of the woodcutter's new house, holding a handkerchief in her hand, with a displeased expression on her face.

"My children are protected by immortals, so why not marry the second young lady of the Jin family?"

A woman chased out of the thatched hut and questioned.

"Cut, what kind of immortals come from in this world, they know nonsense all day long, wasting my golden matchmaker's time!"

The fat matchmaker shook the handkerchief in her hand and was about to board a carriage to go away when she happened to see Wang Miao standing nearby.

Seeing that he is handsome, handsome, gorgeously dressed, and extraordinary in temperament, the matchmaker's eyes lit up.

"Oh, this gentleman is very handsome, are you interested in coming to our house, maybe you can become a good story with the second young lady..."

But before the matchmaker could finish her sentence, she saw a delicate and small fox tail sticking out from the flower pot that Wang Miao was holding, and flicked it gently.

There was a gust of wind all around.

The matchmaker yelled, and was thrown out at the same time as the carriage and landed in a river in the distance. It took a long time to get up.

"It's your skin!"

Wang Miao flicked the little beaver's tail.

Then, he looked at the woodcutter and the woodcutter's old mother not far away.

"Fairy!"

The two looked surprised and hurriedly saluted.