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Chapter 397 This is not good for fertility

"Really? It's not a lie, right?"

"Master is back? Where is he? Where is he?"

"Master, master, I miss you so much?!"

With the roar of the stone lion at the door, the Feng family's mansion suddenly became lively, and the sky was full of excitement. However, this mansion has become the center of the expanded Fengjia town, and the commotion was not

It did not affect the surrounding residents, at least it did not affect the lives of mortals.

The world of spirits and the world of mortals are basically staggered. Only when mortals embark on the path of spiritual practice and the essence of life begins to transform, and the spirits become stronger and have the ability to transform, will the two come into contact.

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"Don't be too noisy!"

Seeing the commotion caused by his appearance, Feng Bingwen raised his palm and used a simple blinding spell to cover the entire blessed land and isolate the outside world.

The weakest spirits are invisible to ordinary people, but those spirits that were affected by his physique and born in his mansion obviously have nothing to do with being weak. In just a few years, they have developed to a certain extent.

climate.

To put it simply, these guys all have the ability to become monsters. If the stone lion used to protect the house in front of his house moves, not a few mortals can stop it.

"Yeah, Sister Su Ya and Sister Boyao are not here!"

"Senior Brother Changshou is in the house!"

The moment Feng Bingwen stepped across the threshold of his home, chirping sounds came from all directions, and everything he saw came alive.

Bluestone slabs, stone benches, teapots, lanterns, beams, flowers and plants, butterflies... Seeing such a strange and strange sight, even the well-informed Feng Bingwen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

However, he didn't pay attention to himself, but looked back at his grandma who was returning home surrounded by a group of geese.

The old man was originally just a mortal with naked eyes. If it weren't for a spirit that was powerful enough to a certain extent, she would neither see nor hear him even if he was wandering in front of her.

But things are different now. Not only are these monsters different, but the old man is also completely transformed now. She can see everything that ordinary practitioners can see. After all, the geese she raises are outrageous enough.

"These guys don't usually bother you to take a rest, right?"

As he spoke, Feng Bingwen was also a little embarrassed. At that time, he was ignorant and entered the world of spiritual practice. He was a fledgling and didn't understand anything, leaving behind such a mess.

Practitioners who are strong enough to a certain level will set up a magic circle of the ultimate spirit in the mansion where they live for a long time. This spirit is not the aura floating in the air, but refers to spirituality.

After all, all living things in the world, in theory, have the opportunity to develop spiritual wisdom and possess spirituality, and objects that have been in contact with practitioners for a long time have a terrifyingly high probability of becoming spiritual!

But almost all practitioners don't like the stool they are sitting on, or the futon they are cushioning suddenly comes to life, which adds countless troubles, so the Forbidden Spirit Array was born.

Some monks who have a strong desire for control will engrave this kind of spirituality-killing magic circle on their magical weapons. They don't want the magical weapons they rely on to survive to have their own consciousness, even if this will increase the upper limit of the magical weapons.

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"In such a big house, it would be nice to be noisy."

Seeing the scene that could be described as a group of monsters dancing in front of her, the old man's expression could no longer be described as calm. She was even a little relieved. She had already adapted to it, or was used to it.

At first, the old man would be worried or even panicked by this, but as time went by, the old man determined that those weird things would not only not hurt her, but would also add a lot of fun and convenience to her, so naturally she gradually

adapted.

A broom that can sweep the floor by itself, a lantern that lights up on time when night falls, and even a kitchen utensil that can fry rice and cook by itself... As long as you can accept all of this, you will like these little guys more and more.

"That's good!"

Seeing that the old man had adapted to such an environment, Feng Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Feng Bingwen found that there were more strange spirits in his mansion than when he first left, and there were more new faces that he had no memory of. He didn't know whether they were born after he left or from other places.

Came here to defect.

Of course, no matter what the situation is, as long as his grandma likes it, if the old man minds, he will have to find a way to clean it up and give these monsters a nest.

"Master, you are back!"

At this time, in the exquisite and small garden landscape of the Feng family, but with all the internal organs, a dark green child came out, and then looked at Feng Bingwen with a surprised look on his face, with a heartfelt smile on his face

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"longevity!"

Feng Bingwen recognized the true form of this plant spirit monster that looked no different from a human child at a glance. It was one of the three plant spirit monsters he had adopted.

"Yes, it seems you haven't slacked off these years!"

When master and servant meet, Feng Bingwen is naturally full of praise.

Although in his opinion, this plant spirit monster was extremely weak, but considering his feet and the time it had gone through, he had to understand it.

After all, its body is originally an ivy, and it is more ornamental, although it is not spiritual that was born under his influence.

But because of this, its foundation is indeed very poor, and among the many types of monster spirits, the growth of plant spirits often takes thousands of years as a unit, and only then can obvious progress be seen.

Of course, there is no need to say these words. After a few years, his home is not a paradise. He only lived there for a few years after acquiring the innate Five Elements Taoist body. It is quite good to be able to step into the threshold of practice with these.

Got it!

Not everyone in this world is a genius, mediocre people account for the majority. Feng Bingwen originally only had a small amount of talent. Because of this, Feng Bingwen can also sympathize with him.

"It's all thanks to the master's guidance. Without the cultivation methods you left behind, I would be where I am today!"

Changshou is sincerely grateful to the young man in front of him. If it weren't for the person in front of him, how could he be in such a situation?

For a plant-like spirit like him, it would be quite good if he was not killed or captured to refine medicine. How could he be like now, not only did he no longer have to worry about safety, but he could also get a cultivation method that suited him.

"Don't belittle yourself. If you don't work hard, you won't be able to get the practice method I left for you!"

Feng Bingwen remembered that before he left that year, he left those simple and rough cultivation methods on a palace and floating city that could hang in the sky.

It takes quite a lot of energy for the grass and trees to climb the floating city, not to mention the various tests on it. Being able to obtain the cultivation methods he left behind has already proved his certain qualities, even if he is mediocre in nature.

But congenital differences don't matter. There are many things in this world that can defy the heaven and change the fate. Although it is rare for ordinary mortals, even a monk may not be able to see it once in his life, but for Feng Bingwen

Words, but not too rare.

Having been promoted to the Cave Mystic Realm, he has further explored the potential and secrets contained in his physique. The immortal power he has cultivated can also improve his qualifications, but Feng Bingwen has no idea how much he can improve.

"Yeah, it's really the master, the master is back!"

A pure white light flashed across the sky. Feng Bingwen raised his head and felt a fresh and elegant fragrance of flowers drifting in the wind. Finally, a soft thing crashed into his arms.

The young Taoist reached out to fish it out and hugged her in his arms. Looking at the flawless and delicate face that was only half the size of a palm, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Little Su Ya, have you missed me these years?"

"Oh oh oh, I miss you so much. I miss you master day and night. You are finally back!"

The little white peony was buried in Feng Bingwen's arms, crying and laughing, and the fragrant fragrance of the flowers filled the air. This was enough to show how excited she was at this time, and even her own essence began to leak out.

Can't keep it in collection.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, am I back now?"

Feng Bingwen comforted the little flower essence, which had grown to half a man's height. In terms of growth rate, this little guy's longevity was far more astonishing.

Of course, it doesn't mean that this little flower essence is better than Changshou, nor does it mean that she works harder than Changshou. The real reason is that Feng Bingwen doted on this little guy the most.

"But Master, you are back. You will stay for a while at most and then leave, woo woo woo!"

Burying her head in Feng Bingwen's arms, the little flower essence tried hard to swallow the insignificant breath emanating from Feng Bingwen's body, with a look of comfort and joy on her face. At the same time, she thought of the upcoming parting scene and couldn't bear it.

Live in tears like raindrops.

"Can you not leave?"

"A man with ambitions everywhere, I can't stay in one place for too long, but you don't have to worry about it, I will definitely take you with me when I leave!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's promise, Xiao Baishao, who was already particularly sad, stopped crying immediately, raised her head, and stared at her big, teary eyes, confirming with an expectant but somewhat unconfident expression.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. When did your master ever lie?"

Feng Bingwen stretched out his hand and pinched the face of this little flower essence. To be honest, after raising this little guy for so long, this was the first time he knew how to feel the face. After all, the little guy was too small before.

One finger stabbed him to death.

"But, I'm useless, I can't help you!"

When she said this, Xiaobai Shaosuya was still a little entangled. The master was much stronger than he was a few years ago. As a naturally sensitive plant spirit, she could vaguely feel this power.

"Master, take me with you. I will definitely become a burden to you. I don't want to be a burden to you!"

"Don't worry, sir, I have great powers. If something happens to you, you won't be able to drag me down!"

Feng Bingwen was both surprised and somewhat relieved to look at the little white peony root. He didn't raise this little guy to such a big size in vain. He actually cared about him. As he spoke, he couldn't help but stretched out his finger and scratched it.

Shave her pretty little nose.

"Ah ah ah, Master is the best!"

Hearing this, Xiao Bai Shao smiled brightly. She unconditionally believed everything her master said.

Since the master said it won't affect him, it definitely means it won't affect him. As for Feng Bingwen, his decision wasn't just a sudden thought. Well, he hadn't even walked in the door just now when he was howled by the stone lion at the door.

This idea came up.

These spirits who were born because of him can no longer be allowed to make trouble outside. They were incompetent before, but now that they have the opportunity, they naturally have to put these guys under their noses.

Although the three views of these little guys are pretty good due to his guidance and shaping, no matter what kind of existence they are, as long as they are powerful to a certain extent, even if they do nothing and just stay still, they are a threat.

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This group of spiritual beings is such an existence. Although they can't stir up any trouble now, an army can suppress them all and kill them all. But given enough time, given time, among them

Maybe a big monster might appear.

The future is promising!

But Feng Bingwen, who can see cause and effect, is most afraid of this thing. If one of them goes astray, or inadvertently hurts someone or does something evil, he must bear part of the cause and effect.

Of course, apart from cause and effect, if these little guys are guided properly, they may be able to create a lot of good deeds for him. Everything has two sides.

"Wow! Bad Su Ya, bad Su Ya, the master is back, and you didn't call me, but ran back secretly by yourself!"

Another bright yellow light flashed across the sky, accompanied by the pervasive fragrance of chrysanthemums, and an exquisite little person that seemed to have stepped out of a painting hung on Feng Bingwen's body.

"It's not that I didn't call you. I thought you heard me. Who would have thought you were so slow?"

Xiaobai Shao Suya, who was lying in Feng Bingwen's arms, responded confidently that she had no regrets for her bad behavior of eating alone.

"You are so bad, sir, look at her!"

The chrysanthemum fairy Boyao was furious, but she did not quarrel with this sister who was actually very close to her. Instead, she took this opportunity to complain to the sister she had not seen for several years.

"Okay, what's the point of arguing about this little thing? What does it matter if you take one step too late? Haven't you all seen me now?"

Feng Bingwen chose the most common method of making mud. This kind of thing is no different from children playing, and there is no need to explain it clearly.

And this harmonious and beautiful scene all fell into the eyes of an old man. The old man couldn't help but have a worried look in his eyes as he watched the interaction between his son and the two fairy-like spirits.

"She is more beautiful than the fairies in the sky, but how can she give birth to such a small body?"

There is really nothing to fault about the appearance of the flower elf. However, with a height of just over three feet and less than four feet, the old man has to feel worried.

She really couldn't see any possibility of continuing the family lineage. After all, her body was too small and it was difficult for her to accept it.

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