I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

Saturday morning's briefing is over.

Chi Jiujiu returned to the manor to see her grandfather. She and Gong Hong stayed on the lawn to bask in the sun, petting the fat fox and eating Yangyang Farm brand cream strawberries that were produced once every five days.

The whole thing is red.

Rich aroma and moderate sweetness.

Not to mention, it tastes pretty good.

The quantity of the first batch was not that large, so Chi Jiujiu only asked Shen Mojin to take a basket and send it to her, and the rest were kept as seeds for further planting.

She took out a large bowl from the basket and gave it to Qin Jiu and the other three to taste.

There is still more than half a basket left.

Enjoy it with grandpa.

Gong Hong reached out and took the fruit and put it into his mouth.

He ate one after another, and the word "satisfied" was almost written on his face.

Chi Jiujiu said, "Grandpa, in addition to strawberries, there are also melon seeds. I put some in the villa for you. Ask the nanny to fry them for you when she is free."

"Well, she is still a girl from our Gong family, so filial." Gong Hong said with a smile. Ever since he recovered, he has been living a very comfortable life every day.

Eating the spiritual fruits and plants brought by her granddaughter made Old Huatou and the others very envious.

He no longer has to worry about the group's affairs and can only enjoy himself. This is how life in old age should be.

The medical team at the estate has now been disbanded.

The chef added one instead.

After Chi Jiujiu ate a few of them with her grandfather, she took the game console from Liu Sheng. She wanted to talk to the beautiful lady about the spiritual fruit.

Liu Sheng: I am an emotionless cell phone bag.

Chi Jiujiu stretched out her fair and slender fingers and pressed and held the game console to turn it on.

No lock screen.

The screen automatically jumps to the scene in the world of cultivation.

"Oh wow, a beautiful lady versus a divine beast, a white tiger?"

Chi Jiujiu suddenly became interested, her brown pupils slightly dilated, but she did not immediately take out the conch to send a message to Shen Mojin.

Through the screen, she admired this rare scene.

On the grass of the Castle in the Sky.

A majestic white tiger stared fiercely at the stern man holding a sword opposite it.

Fat Tiger was still grinning and speaking in human language.

[Stop bothering me, go find the gray wolves.]

[I))): Sorry, they are no match for me right now, so I can only fight you.]

Shen Mojin finished speaking.

He pursed his lips tightly, his expression slightly solemn, raised the phantom eagle, flew over and stabbed the white tiger's eyes with his sword.

Just a simple sword.

Although the white tiger dodged, it was also knocked back two meters by the sword energy.

With a "wool", the white tiger ran away.

Chi Jiujiu had originally expected that the beauty's battle would be very exciting.

For example, when he was fighting against the eighth-order golden python in the Yanlong Mountains, he was like a god, holding up the "moon" with his hand. The silver light that flashed after the Soul-Devouring Ball exploded was so shocking.

As a result, this is it?

What Chi Jiujiu didn’t know was the cool fighting scenes.

Most of them are just embroidered pillows.

It looks fancy, but in fact it is just a burst of brilliant spiritual energy, which is good-looking but useless.

of course.

Our beauty is an exception.

The sword that Shen Mojin had just struck carried a force of chaos that was imperceptible to the naked eye. It looked ordinary, but in fact it was extremely powerful. This was related to the special talent he had acquired after practicing the Chaos Divine Art.

Hidden spirit!

Every move.

It is hard to tell whether he really just stabbed out with an ordinary sword.

Baihu has been badly betrayed by Shen Mojin recently.

"My beauty, I'm here. You looked so pretty in the fight just now." Seeing that her interest in fighting had faded, Chi Jiujiu picked up the conch and told Shen Mojin about the spiritual fruit. "I want you to help me collect more elm fruit. I need a lot of it."

Chi Jiujiu had thought about taking the kernels of the elm fruit to Yangyang Farm for cultivation.

But that would take too long.

The fruit of the elm tree is of the eighth level, and it takes 100,000 years for the tree to begin to bloom and bear fruit.

It would be better to go directly to the world of cultivation to purchase goods.

The Zhuyan fruit seedlings that Lu Qing helped her transplant to the back garden are doing much better. Although this thing grows slowly, it will still bear fruit in about twenty years.

[I)))：How much wine do you need? ]

Shen Mojin took back the Phantom Eagle, holding the white conch in his hand, and asked Chi Jiujiu with gentle eyes.

Chi Jiujiu said in a sweet voice, "Of course... the more the better!"

I thought that I might need other rare spiritual fruits in the future.

To ensure nothing goes wrong.

She quickly added with foresight, "Oh, by the way, my beauty, please help me find some other spiritual fruits. I'm afraid they won't be enough because I need them for my research. Bring me more high-grade ones."

Being ordered around by a woman.

Shen Mojin was not displeased at all.

His deep facial features, stern expression, and profound cultivation always make the little black man and the disciples of the Crane Immortal Sect submit to him and willing to obey his orders until death.

But when facing Chi Jiujiu alone.

The man's narrow black eyes unconsciously became gentle as water.

After Shen Mojin thought for a few seconds, he nodded slightly.

[I))): I asked Mo Yi and the others to transplant all the spiritual fruit trees in the mountains to the sect and plant them. When Jiujiu comes over in the future, she will pick them for you directly.]

Chi Jiujiu clicked on the conch to use it. "That's a good idea. My beauty, let's do it this way. You are really my big baby. I love you~."

[I))): Yeah. ]

Shen Mojin raised a warm smile.

In an instant, the whole person seemed to transform into a young man from a noble family as elegant as the bright moon and the gentle breeze.

Chi Jiujiu said, "My beautiful lady, you should smile more often. When the next crop of strawberries is harvested, share some with yourself and your disciples instead of just focusing on me."

[I))): They don’t need it, and neither do I. The healing power contained in the fruit is of little use to us.]

Chi Jiujiu:......

Ok.

She forgot.

The first thought of a cultivator is to practice again and again, and they don’t care so much about the desire for food and drink, not to mention that there are top-level spiritual veins in the sect, so they don’t care about a few strawberries or melon seeds.

This is also the reason why Shen Mojin always transmits almost all the ripe fruits of crops, leaving only a few seeds.

Chi Jiujiu thought about time travel.

She sighed slightly, "My beautiful lady, I don't know when I can see you again."

[I)))：I remember Jiujiu said that the scanning range of the medium can be expanded? Then wait for some time, Jiujiu will come to me through this method.]

at that time.

He has exacted his revenge.

She can concentrate on her cultivation, go to her world, and meet her biological grandfather.

Chi Jiujiu's face was thoughtful, her eyes flickered, and she said teasingly, "My beautiful lady, when the scope here is expanded and I am swept into the Yangyang Farm, you will probably become an old man. By then, I won't want you anymore."

[I))): Really? ... Don't worry, if a cultivator reaches the Mahayana stage, his youthful beauty will last forever!]

"Ah."

Shen Mojin looked at the white conch meaningfully.

Dare you not want him?

Since Jiujiu has provoked him, there is no way he can escape.

Chi Jiujiu, "Then I really envy you, my beauty, can you also help me get a suitable pill, like the anti-aging pill? Let me stay young forever..."

[I)))：Okay.]

Shen Mojin said "OK" in a gentle tone, with a hint of deep thought and paranoia in his eyes.

Not just a rejuvenating pill.

When she comes over, he will help her practice.

Chi Jiujiu put down the game console, and Shen Mojin started to ask Mo Yi and others to "transplant" the spiritual fruit trees. When Chi Jiujiu was not looking, a dozen little black men were grunting and sweeping the spiritual fruit trees in various mountains.

And it was transplanted to a corner of the Hexian Sect.

A spiritual tree mountain was formed.

When Chi Jiujiu travels through, she will be in for a treat.