Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 33 The New Spiritual Valley
(Thanks to the original name that can be given a very long reward.)
Fairy Island.

"The farmhouse was successfully upgraded to level 2."

Looking at the message that popped up in his sight, Yang Fan hurriedly looked towards the farmhouse with excitement and expectation.

I saw that the corners of the four walls of the wooden house were replaced by pieces of exquisite blue bricks, the roof was replaced by original wooden planks with white rubble, and in front of the door, there was a path paved with bovine crystals. All the way to Lingtian, Lingjing and Damen.

And the biggest change is that the farm has expanded by five or six meters than before.

Yang Fan walked happily around the farm, and then returned to the farmhouse.

Unfortunately, the interior of the farmhouse has not changed, it is still the same, but he is not disappointed, after all, with the continuous upgrading of the farmhouse in the future, it will be bigger and better sooner or later.

At this time, Zhen Youcai ran to the farmhouse excitedly.

"Island Master, do you see what I have refined?"

"This is?" Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, then looked at the iron ball that looked like a mine in Zhen Youcai's hand.

"Island Master, this is a spiritual bomb. You only need to use your spiritual sense to trigger the mechanism inside, and it will explode immediately. I have already tried its power. It is almost the full blow of a fourth-level Qi training monk." Zhen You Only then introduced it excitedly, and even planned to demonstrate it on the spot with spiritual knowledge.

Seeing this, Yang Fan twitched his eyelids and quickly stopped it. He didn't want the farmhouse that had just been upgraded to be blown up just like that.

"Is this thing really that powerful?" Yang Fan took the spiritual bomb and looked at it carefully, and asked with some doubts.

"Of course, I've tried it before. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wangcai. It was also there." Zhen Youcai pointed to Wangcai who was patrolling the farm.

Wangcai was shocked when he heard it, and looked at the farmhouse with unfriendly eyes, or more precisely, at Zhen Youcai, "Ask Nima, you have a relationship with Lord Dog, and besides, do you have the face to say it? If not Labor and capital, I am quick, and I will probably be blown to death by you, don't be so embarrassing, bah!"

It's a pity that Wangcai couldn't speak, so he stared at Zhen Youcai a few times and continued to patrol.

"Forget it, you'd better take me to experiment." Yang Fan glanced at Wangcai and asked it?Then I'll go and see for myself, what else can this idiot do besides eat?

patrol?
Hehe, I think it's almost like drying meat.

Walk out of the farm and find a secluded place.

"Island Master, it's time to witness the miracle." As Zhen Youcai spoke, he threw out the spirit bomb in his hand, and at the same time released his spiritual sense to trigger its mechanism.

boom!
After a deafening bang, Yang Fan opened his eyes and saw that a three-meter-long earth pit appeared at the place where the spiritual bomb exploded.

"This power is okay!" Yang Fan took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted Zhen Youcai's shoulder, "Good job, can this thing produce energy?"

"Okay, but the island owner has to work hard to refine the refined iron. Otherwise, with my refining level, the success rate of refining the spirit bomb is too small."

"No problem, it's on the owner of the island." Yang Fan agreed with satisfaction, what a joke, of course this kind of thing has to be mass-produced, and it still needs to be mass-produced, anyway, the more the better.

At this moment, Yang Fan was very excited, and fantasized about conquering Xiandao with these spiritual bombs in his mind.

Just thinking about it makes me a little excited, monsters, just wait for me!
"Oh, by the way, how much of the fine iron ore we mined is left?"

"It's gone. I'm going to mine today." Zhen Youcai said.

"Oh." Yang Fan thought for a while, and said, "In this case, you can stay at the farm to refine the bombs, and leave the task of mining refined iron ore to the island owner."

"Then... alright!" Zhen Youcai hesitated and nodded.

After picking the watermelons and harvesting the golden spirit rice, Yang Fan smashed a magic amulet and went straight to the refined iron mine.

"Congratulations, I picked up an earth dragon skin."

"Congratulations, I picked up a flint."

"Congratulations, you accidentally killed a passing long-haired rabbit..."

……

"Congratulations, I picked up a bag of dragon tooth rice seeds."

Second Olympic!

Yang Fan was startled, and quickly took out the bag of dragon tooth rice seeds from the storage bag.

"Dragon tooth rice, which contains a little dragon energy, is a mysterious low-grade spiritual grain. After eating, it can increase the physical toughness of monks."

"It's cool, it's really cool, I'm worrying why I can't pick up new Linggu seeds, isn't it coming?" Yang Fan excitedly put away the Longya rice seeds, sighing in his heart, it seems that he will have to walk around more in the future if he has nothing to do Just move around.

Half a day later, after mining the fine iron ore, they quickly returned to the farm.

First refined a batch of refined iron for Zhen Youcai, then took out the dragon tooth rice seeds and rushed to Lingtian.

Free up a spiritual land and quickly plant it.

Then he returned to the farmhouse and counted the spoils of the scavengers.

It took half an hour to finally check it out.

According to the final statistics, he picked up a total of more than 60 loot this time, but only two or three of them were useful. Except for the dragon tooth rice seeds, the rest were all tasteless things.

There were less than two hours left before the departure time. Taking advantage of this time, Yang Fan refined some more refined iron, and then practiced the Na Qi Jue.

……

Leaving Xiandao, when he returned home, Yin Jiu had already left, probably to explain things.

After taking a shower, I went downstairs to hand over the watermelons to the people in Dingsheng Club, and then drove to Star Yao University.

At noon, while counting the turnover, Yang Fan remembered something, and glanced at Yingzi who was sitting on a chair and tasting the juice.

"Yingzi, why haven't you seen Qingqing for the past few days? Is she busy with something?"

"I don't know, but I found her to be weird these days. She left after class every day and was very tired when she came back. I asked her and she didn't say anything."

After hearing this, Yang Fan thought for a while, "Did she encounter any difficulties? You go back today and ask carefully, oh, yes, when you go back, bring this glass of juice to her."

At noon, I left Xingyao University and returned to the community. As soon as I got off the bus, I ran into Yin Jiu.

"Friend Daoist." Yin Jiu trotted over to greet him.

"Is the matter explained?" Yang Fan asked.

"Well, I made it clear, but after hearing the news that I won't go back, Junior Sister seems a little angry." Yin Jiu took a deep breath, then remembered something, and slowly took out a thick file bag from her arms and said, "Oh, by the way, the matter that Fellow Daoist gave me has already been done. This is the information I took away last time, and nothing is missing."

"Yeah." Yang Fan took the file bag, weighed it, and said, "Don't call me Daoyouyou from now on. It sounds very awkward. From now on, just call me Boss!"

Yin Jiu hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Good fellow Taoist."

Yang Fan pursed his lips, and when he was about to go home, he thought of Yin Jiu's current attire. He took a deep breath, got in the car and took her out to change his luggage. After all, this is a modern society, and he always wears that black The robe is so out of place, people who don't know it will think that this guy is a refugee wandering from another country.

On the way back, Yang Fan asked again, "Do you have a place to live now?"

Yin Jiu thought about his basement, "Yes."

"That's fine, you can go back today, and come to me tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

After he left, Yang Fan took out his mobile phone and called Old Man Yang.

Not long after, old man Yang hurried over.

After handing over the file bag, Yang Fan sold the Gua Manhua that was cleared out last time to old man Yang at a low price.

While sighing and earning a fortune for nothing, he returned home humming a ditty.

(End of this chapter)