Night, it's all down.
This time, the amount of powder that the arbor dropped was moderate. Only a dozen black beasts and three spirit beasts came running according to the taste.
They just solved the three beasts and put the rest back.
The night in the lava mountains is tough.
Because at night, the temperature of the whole mountain is even hotter than that of the day.
You feel like you are in a melting pot during the day, and you sweat like rain when you move.
In the evening, you will find yourself in the center of the furnace. Even if you lie there motionless, you will feel like breathing.
All of them were resting on the rocks. They just sat there, feeling suffocated. Their bodies seemed to be burned in the fire, which was not good.
Arbor made a ice hockey ball by herself. In less than a minute, it was scorched by the heat of the lava mountains, and she no longer wasted her Xuanli.
Anyway, it's useless to make it. It will be evaporated by the heat here in minutes.
The arbor also relies on the rock to nap, replenishes the exhausted physical strength.
She plans to wait for dawn, then sprinkle powder to attract the spirit beast, and come to catch herself.
In the first day, we hit five spirit beasts. For them, the task has been completed quite well.
Try to finish the task tomorrow, then you can contact Wei Wei.
"Master silver master silver, would you like to drag you to sleep in taoyuanxing?" The sound of the little tree ball rings in the ear of the tree.
Taoyuan star is naturally Changchun in four seasons, with dense Xuanli, which makes people feel very comfortable all year round.
But the arbor doesn't want to run into Taoyuan star as soon as it encounters any trouble.
What's more, the rest environment is a little worse now.
Compared with her previous life, in the worst environment, she has also struggled to survive. How could she be so precious in this life?
She shook her head unswervingly. She can endure it. She can't pamper herself. It's not good.
"How about the master, the newly made Lingcha from the ball?"
Miss Qiao smashed some dried flower lips, and her eyes brightened immediately. She used her mental power to get to the channel. "Ball ball, can the tea tree be picked?"
"Yes, the first batch of Lingcha tea has been picked, but it's only thirty-two, enough to drink 500 times."
Thirty two is too little!
It's worthy of being a precious spiritual tea tree, with a poor yield.
"Don't worry, Lord. The Lingcha tree can be picked once in half a month. In the future, when taoyuanxing is transformed into Lingyu, the output of Lingcha will be doubled. "
that's only sixty-two of output. Trees make complaints about the heart.
"Would you like a glass of refreshing silver?" The sound of the little tree ball is full of guidance.
Miss Qiao nodded inexplicably.
Then, a cup of spirit tea was sent to the small arbor hand.
It turned out that the ball was ready, so she nodded.
Light spiritual force mixed with a quiet tea fragrance, floating in the hot air.
When the tree sniffed, it felt a lingering fragrance of tea. When it took a sip, it felt comfortable. In a moment, the feeling of exhaustion in the body was half gone.
It's too effective.
The tree looked down at Lingcha and drank it up in one breath.