Really, Xiaojiu's claws took out towards the gorgeous tiger's ass.

A lump of black tiger dung just fell down.

It fell right on Xiaojiu's paw.

This lump of tiger dung is very dry.

And it doesn't smell at all. It even has a strange fragrance. I don't know what I ate before.

Xiaojiu's coquettish operation directly fooled Xuanxin.

Frowning and looking at the wine strangely.

Squeak

Xiaojiu didn't finish the next operation. He threw the black tiger dung into the basket.

Raise your claws and put them on your mouth.

Shh... Shh

He whistled with his little claws.

Before long, there was a black spot in the sky, from far to near

The shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

The sky obscured the sun, and the sky darkened directly.

A huge golden eagle hovered over the Abbot's Buddhist temple.

Gudong!

A big lump fell down.

I saw a flash of Xiaojiu's figure and quickly stretched out his claw to pick it up directly.

A whole lump, about the size of two watermelons, was caught by the little wine and held in his hand.

Squeak

Like a small wine offering treasure, he was very excited to hold this lump of golden things for a while.

The little expression of spirituality is full of pride and complacency.

Xuanxin was so stupid that he was stunned and couldn't speak.

Squeak

After that, put this golden, dry and strangely fragrant thing into the basket.

Xiaojiu stretched out his paw and took it back at himself.

Take out a small lump of purple and dry.

Banana

Something with a stronger smell of strange fragrance.

Then take out the black tiger dung, buckle a piece from a large golden lump, and combine it with your own purple thing.

Broke, crumpled and fused together, and finally rubbed into powder in the claws of Xiaojiu.

The little wine with its feet on the evil wind crosses the sky directly.

The powdered mixture was sprinkled into the farmyard fairy field.

Squeak

Finally, he returned to Xuanxin and held his head high for a while.

Like asking for merit and reward, constantly compare and draw.

Farming, it small wine is professional.

"Amitabha."

The mysterious heart who returned to God couldn't help but take a deep breath and announce a Buddha's name.

It understands now.

Why is the spirit seed growing so well in the farm fairy field.

Why is it growing so fast.

Such an exaggeration.

In these two days, the seedlings in Lingtian have grown to two fingers high.

This is not simply absorbing the essence of sun and moon essence.

It can be described.

……

It is estimated that rice will form and mature in less than a month.

Everything is planted well by others.

Know how to fertilize the farmyard fairy field.

The key is that people have resources for small wine and still use that kind of compound fertilizer.

Renewable energy, an endless stream of compound fertilizer.

This fertilizer, this formula, is ancient and primitive. It is estimated that only small wine can get it.

As the saying goes, fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields. That's probably what it means.

The wine was his own. When he returned, he took out purple fertilizer.

The Golden Eagle hovering in the air just now is a big lump of golden fertilizer.

This beautiful tiger is a big lump of black fertilizer.

The three fertilizers, with different colors, are broken and crumpled. When they are combined, they are a wonderful compound fertilizer.

Genius!

If this compound fertilizer is planted in the immortal field, can the spiritual material and spiritual root grow well?

Can it not grow vigorously?

Can the growth not be exaggerated?

"There are all these..."

Then Xuanxin looked at the big basket, which was full of colorful fertilizers.

Except for the beautiful tiger, the big golden carving and the small wine.

Black, gold, purple

How did other colors of fertilizer come from?

Xuanxin was just curious, like this colorful, dry and fragrant fertilizer.

What kind of monsters are they made of?

Of course, no one must have made it.

The appearance, color, taste and composition are very different from those made by people.

Squeak

The little wine immediately jumped up and down, and the little spiritual expression was winking and gesticulating.

Maybe Xuanxin understood the meaning.

Before that, Xiaojiu rode back to his hometown on a big eagle. This basket of colorful fertilizer was specially picked up by his hometown.

I saw that the wine was very proud and took out a blue lump from the basket.

A burst of frowning and winking, God made a mysterious gesture towards Xuanxin.

Squeak

After reading for a long time, Xuan xinleng didn't understand. What monster made this.

The wine was very energetic and excited like chicken blood.

One after another, different colors.

Give Xuanxin a gesture like a treasure.

Its manufacturers are introduced.

Squeak

Finally, the little wine danced and took out a large green lump that lowered the box.

Holding it in my arms like a baby, my little paw pointed to this lump, excited and inexplicable.

It's like something, baby.

With a small expression full of spirituality, he jumped up and down and danced.

Crazy gestures

Chattering and talking to yourself.

After watching for a long time, Xuanxin had a faint understanding.

"Huh?"

"It's... Dragon... Isn't it?"

Frowning, Lian mengdai guessed. Looking at the gesture of small wine, it seems that it means so.

A vivid look.

Squeak

The little wine held a big lump of green and nodded wildly.

The big lump he is holding now is what he finally picked up from his hometown.

It's fertilizer made by a young dragon.

Precious, precious

A thousand gold does not change.

"This..."

Xuanxin's heart suddenly set off a storm. The lump held by Xiaojiu was actually made by a dragon.

There are monsters in this world, and the demon world is far away from the human settlement.

In particular, some big demons rarely mix with humans.

Xuanxin knows this.

Xiaojiu is a wonderful monster, which Xuanxin had expected for a long time.

But unexpectedly, there are dragons in this world.

There are some magical and incredible monsters.

It's really beyond his understanding. Maybe what he knows now is too small

It's too limited.

Limited to this small Tianbei city.

It's not just Tianbei City, maybe the great Zhou Dynasty is just a small area.

"Well done."

"Remember to wash your claws."

Astringent, Xuanxin raised his hand and touched Xiaojiu's hairy head.

As a late earth Saint ferret with ancient blood.

In the countless years when Xiaojiu lived, only two people touched its head

Squeak

Touched by Xuanxin, Xiaojiu was clever and showed a small expression of enjoyment.

"Farm well."

After praising him, Xuanxin looked at the beautiful tiger. He knew that the beautiful tiger must also be a powerful monster.

Ordinary tigers, how can small wine be valued?

The big eagle hovering in the sky before.

Xuanxin knew that it was just the mount of Xiaojiu.

"You're good, too."

He raised his hand and touched the tiger's head. He couldn't help but have an idea in his heart. He said with a smile, "I'm a Buddhist, and all sentient beings can live."

"If you two can understand something in Shaolin."

"In the future, preaching can also achieve a Luohanguo position."

Shaking his head, Xuanxin thought that there is a dragon in this world, and now there is a tiger in the temple.

Wouldn't it be all right to enter Shaolin and subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger?

Of course, Xuanxin just said it casually now and didn't put it in his heart

Just a whim.

It's true that this idea is a little... Incredible

Just think about it

Don't take it seriously

However, after Xuanxin walked out of the Abbot's Zen yard, Xiaojiu and the beautiful tiger were stunned.

The spiritual expression of Xiaojiu and the simple and honest expression of the beautiful tiger.

With a look of fascination, his eyes turned disorderly.

It seemed that he was shocked by a word from Xuanxin.

Opened another door of their demon life

They become monks, preach and become Buddhas. It turns out that they are also destined to Buddha in the demon world

In Xiaojiu's mind, he couldn't help but emerge a magical picture of a buckle in front of the Buddha in cassock