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The feathers are very light, pure white as snow, the feather hair is like a needle, and it is full of elasticity. Such things are simply excellent materials for making pens...

For a moment, Qi Xiang felt a sense of joy that he could find without any effort. The material for making the spiritual pen was not found, but he first got the material of Biying, which was also an unexpected surprise.

"It's not just the feathers of the spirit bird, but the most important thing is..."

Qi Xiang was happy and her eyes turned and fell on the withered tea tree.

"Millennium Spirit Tea Tree!"

Qi Xiang collected her feathers and looked down at the tea tree that was about to die out and was still breathing. In fact, he did not lie in the palace of Daming Villa, which was difficult to save.

However, the roots of tea trees are indeed useful.

"For example, making a spiritual pen..."

Qi Xiang glanced at the tree root. Even if the tree roots were a little twisted, they would definitely become straight as long as they were carefully cut. The wooden pen holder may not be much worse than bamboo.

If there are pen materials and pen holders, then making a spiritual pen is naturally a natural thing.

However, Qi Xiang hesitated. He sat cross-legged beside the tea tree, silently staring at the cracked bark on the roots. His eyes were sharp and easily penetrated through the cracked bark and penetrated into the roots.

Unlike the withered and cracked bark, there is still a little vitality inside the roots.

At least Qi Xiang could see clearly that there were dense golden silks inside the roots of the tree. Those golden silks were not just the fibers of tea trees, but also some special substances.

It is this substance that allows the tea tree to survive for thousands of years.

...No, or more than a thousand years.

Qi Xiang's eyes gathered, and he saw the golden silk inside the tree roots flashing slightly with weak light, layer by layer, circle and circle, very tightly circling and entangling, as if thousands of threads...

If a thread is represented by a year.

So, isn’t it a thousand years of time to coil?

Qi Xiang swallowed her throat and immediately fell into trouble. If such a good thing is cut into a pen, wouldn’t it be too wasteful?

“…or, try it?”

Qi Xiang thought for a long time and suddenly made up his mind to give the tea tree a chance. At that moment, he walked to the corner and took out dozens of moon dewdrops from the refrigerator.

These moon dewdrops are his inventory these days.

Knowing the function of the bead-moving plate, Qi Xiang will never put it on the shelf, but will use it to the fullest and use it every day to gather the essence of the moon to form moon dewdrops.

A pile of moon dewdrops are crystal clear, and the dazzling light is very exquisite and beautiful.

Of course, moon dewdrops not only have exquisite appearance but also have strong practicality. Qi Xiang poured all the moon dewdrops directly into a large basin, and then crushed them one by one to turn them into a clear liquid.

After a while, half a pot of clear liquid, like a mixture of ice and water, was emitting a cool smell.

"Whether you can save it depends on your luck."

Qi Xiang was very decisive and immediately poured the clear liquid onto the roots of the dry tea tree.

The moon dew is full of vitality. Once it falls on the roots of the tea tree, it is like mercury that penetrates into the roots instantly...

Qi Xiang looked at her eyes and soon found that the dry tea tree suddenly improved a little. In the absence of wind, the entire trunk and branches suddenly trembled and swayed gently.

A trace of vitality circled up the roots of the tree and penetrated lightly into every branch. For a moment, the dry branches that were gone were gone. They stood upright slowly.

But such changes are not lasting...

After a few minutes, Qi Xiang saw that the vitality of the tree roots faded and lost their vitality. The branches immediately wilted and became depressed again.

"Tsk!"

Qi Xiang frowned, and her good mood disappeared. He realized that under the nourishment of the moon dew, the dry tea trees had indeed recovered a little vitality and could alleviate the endangered situation.

The problem is that it is just a relief and does not completely solve the root cause.

Qi Xiang shook her head and sighed, the moon dew is just the moon dew, not the Emperor's Flowing Slurry. If there was the Emperor's Flowing Slurry, I'm afraid the tea tree would have already come back to life and its vitality would have appeared again...

"Moon dew doesn't work, then..."

Qi Xiang pondered for a while, with a sense of perseverance in her eyes, and turned around and left. Soon after, he came out with a wooden statue, which was the statue of the God of Wealth made of elixir wood.

At this time, Qi Xiang looked at the tea tree, then at the statue of the God of Wealth. She gritted her teeth and became fierce. She immediately picked up a machete, raised her hand and slashed her hard statue of the God of Wealth.

With one knife, the God of Wealth fell off his head, splashing blood...

Uh, no, it's not blood, it should be a liquid that looks bright red. It's red and bright, like a gelatinous liquid, dripping out and dripping accurately on the tea tree.

After a while, the bright red liquid dried up, Qi Xiang soaked it as the method, and then cut it on the elixir. Over time, the statue of the God of Wealth, which was nearly two meters high, was cut into pieces by him, and became fragments.

The statue of God of Wealth was destroyed, but there was a thick layer of blood scab on the dry tea tree. The gelatinous liquid was like a layer of smooth paint, tightly wrapping the tea tree, like a layer of protective shell.

“It’s not enough…”

Qi Xiang looked at it for a while, and directly collected the pieces of elixir wood, as well as the inventory of the Eight Treasure Merit Clay.

He mixed some soil into the two things, then bought a stone mortar, mashed the pieces of elixir and the eight treasure merit paste and grind them into slag.

After a day of fermentation, such mud and wood residue becomes a vibrant soil.

Qi Xiang carefully transplanted the tea tree into such a soil, and dripped a few moon dew drops that he had gathered last night. After doing all this, the next thing was... let fate be...

Qi Xiang looked down at the tea tree, and saw that the roots were covered with blood scabs, faint merceration. This shows that the vitality of the tea tree is slowly recovering and the situation is still good.

However, Qi Xiang didn't dare to hold too much hope. Anyway, this is the life and death threshold of the tea tree. If it can survive smoothly, the future will naturally be bright. If you can't pass the level, you will basically be helpless...

"Is it worth it to sacrifice a large section of elixir and all the merit mud to save a tea tree with unknown life and death?" Qi Xiang suddenly regretted it and sighed.

At this moment, a sharp scream came slowly outside the manor, as if there was a bit of solemnity.

"Um?"

Qi Xiang's heart moved and quickly walked outside the manor to check, but saw that everything outside was as usual. There seemed to be nothing special. However, he keenly realized that he seemed to be staring at, and he felt a strong sense of being peeped at.

Qi Xiang secretly raised his vigilance and slowly looked around and searched...

In an instant, he locked in the target and looked at a dense canopy outside the manor. Among the prosperous branches and leaves, he looked at a pair of fierce and fierce eyes.

"Swoosh!"

In an instant, a gray-black shadow immediately soared into the sky in the canopy, then turned into a black dot, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Huh!"

Qi Xiang was stunned, her eyes were as sharp as a torch, and she also saw the shadow's true face clearly, and her expression suddenly became a little strange: "It's actually that kite, why did it come?"

"No. How did it know I'm here?"

Qi Xiang was confused. After all, Suzhou Daming Villa is at least a hundred miles away from Huzhou's manor. When he left the villa, Harrier should have been dizzy and it was impossible for him to follow him all the way...

"Can it be... that feather feather?"

Qi Xiang thought something, pondered and laughed silently: "But it is also clever, as if it understands the reason why a hero does not suffer the loss in front of him. As soon as I discovered it, he would run away immediately...uh?"

As he said that, Qi Xiang felt like she was being peeped. When she looked up, she saw that the sky was blue and white clouds. The sun was shining and the climate was very clear.

If you are an ordinary person in this environment, you will definitely not be able to see any situation. However, Qi Xiang's eyesight is probably comparable to Hawkeye, so you can easily find a black shadow wandering quietly in the high-altitude white layer.

"Cunning little guy..."

Qi Xiang smiled, not expecting that the kite was so smart.

"Wait, clever, smart?"

Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed and he vaguely felt something was wrong. No matter how powerful the kite is, no matter how high it can fly, how fast it is, and no matter how quick it is, it is just a beast and should not be wise.

But looking at the behavior of the kite, it seems to be quite organized.

Not to mention how it tracked it and came here, it was just because it suffered a great loss before and knew it could not beat itself, so when it was discovered, it would retreat in time, and then hide in the sky to peek, looking for opportunities...

This style already has a bit of military tactics.

The problem is that if a flat-haired beast is angry, it should act according to instinct and directly attack the talents. How could it be that it could understand the tactics of war?

Qi Xiang made a little analysis and came to two conclusions. One is that the kite is controlled by someone and comes here to monitor himself. The second is that the kite may have opened a little spiritual wisdom...

"interesting."

Qi Xiang thought for a moment in her mind, then turned around and returned to the manor. I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional, but when he entered the door, the door closed, but he opened a window.

Close the door and open the window, perhaps it is just a simple move to avoid being frustrated in the living room.

Qi Xiang didn't care. After entering the living room, he walked to the kitchen to turn on the fire to cook, preparing to reward himself. Eat, rest, and read books. An afternoon passed in a blink of an eye, and it was evening.

Tonight, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the sky was dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. The strong wind was harsh, whistling the leaves, dark clouds swept like waves, and the air was a little dull, as if it was about to rain.

As the rainstorm was brewing, a light gray shadow landed on a corner of the manor with the flapping wind, and a gleam of light flashed across the bean-sized eyes.

"call!"

The wind blew, and a afterimage flew by, and silently flew into the living room from the window... (To be continued.)

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