Soon, Ling Youdao came to the depths of the woods.

"The aura here is the strongest."

He squatted down and reached out to grab a handful of soil, feeling the aura contained in the soil.

"It seems that this is the place where uncles gather spirits. It's no wonder that the trees nearby are so tall. They all benefit from this place of gathering spirits."

Most of the spiritual gathering places on the islands are very small, and the elixirs that can be cultivated are very limited.

However, after planting the elixir, in order to ensure the safety of the elixir, at least one monk is required to take care of it. The gain is not worth the loss, so this kind of spiritual gathering place is generally abandoned.

This time the situation is special. The purpose is not to collect elixirs from these spiritual gathering places, but to train these thirty-seven people.

"First cut down the trees here, turn this place of spiritual gathering into a spiritual field, and then build a wooden house next to it."

Just as he thought, Ling Youdao took out the Fiery Sword, "swish, swish, swish", and swung it three times. Three trees that were bigger than him fell to the ground, and at the same time, the surrounding small trees were directly broken.

"The trees here are thick and big enough, just suitable for building a house."

Just when Ling Youdao was about to wave the Fiery Sword in his hand again, a bird chirped in the distance.

"Gah!"

Surprised, he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a large bird with a wingspan of ten feet swooping down.

"First-order low-grade monster."

He didn't know the name of this monster, but looking at it, it looked similar to the seabirds around it, almost an enlarged version.

It is not difficult to guess that this monster should be a seabird on the island. It has been nourished by the aura of the Spirit Gathering Land for a long time, and it has developed spiritual intelligence. It has advanced from an ordinary beast to a first-level low-grade monster.

Dahainiao didn't know how powerful Ling Youdao was. He only knew that he had seized his own territory. It was a good place where he could become stronger. He had to take it back.

Looking at the swooping seabird, Ling Youdao sneered, "It's just an enlarged version of the seabird. If it dares to seek my bad luck, you will become a dead bird."

When the sea bird swooped in front of him, Ling Youdao waved his Fiery Sword and struck the sea bird with a blast of fire. At the same time, he turned around and reached the side of the sea bird.

The seabird's intuition told itself that this fire was very dangerous. It immediately flapped its wings and a strong wind blew around it. It used the strong wind to avoid the fire.

Seeing this, Ling Youdao made a secret with his hands, and a large net woven from ivy appeared in the sky.

He pointed at the big sea bird. The big ivy net covered the big sea bird, and the big sea bird fell to the ground.

It kept struggling, but the more it struggled, the smaller the ivy net became, and eventually the big bird was divided into many pieces.

Ling Youdao stepped forward to collect the demon elixir from the sea bird, "It turned out to be a demonic beast with the wind attribute."

Without the interruption of sea birds, the process of opening up the spiritual field went very smoothly.

He chopped down big trees one after another, uprooted the tree heads hidden deep in the soil, and threw them all aside.

Many large holes were left on the spot. He could not cast earth magic, so he had to bring soil from elsewhere to fill it up.

Immediately afterwards, he circled a piece of land three feet long and wide as a spiritual field, and built fields around it.

He had done farm work in his previous life, and now he had the help of magic, so he could do it so easily and quickly.

Then, he turned the felled tree into a smooth trunk, and built a large wooden house in the middle of the tree, with a long corridor leading directly to the open spiritual field.

Looking at the results of his work for half an hour, Ling Youdao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's done."

"Let some rain first, moisten the soil, and then plant."

Then he saw him clasping his hands together and performing a cloud and rain technique.

Soon, a cloud appeared in the sky above the Lingtian. The cloud became darker and darker. In just a moment, a thin layer of rain fell from the cloud, moistening the Lingtian below.

Ling Youdao has planted fields and knows that there should not be too much rain, otherwise the seeds will be soaked in water and will definitely be damaged.

When the soil in the spiritual field was completely moistened, he immediately withdrew his spell, and the dark clouds that gathered over the spiritual field dissipated instantly.

He made a hoe out of wood, dug a hundred small holes evenly in the spiritual field, took out the seeds of the spiritual grass from the storage bag, put a seed of the spiritual grass in each small hole, and covered it with

Apply a thin layer of soil.

"The sun is quite strong, and the water vapor in the spiritual field will evaporate quickly. We must find something to cover it."

Ling Youdao found branches and built a shelf half a foot above the spiritual field. The shelf was covered with branches to block out the scorching sunlight.

"It's better now."

He entered the wooden house along the wooden corridor. In the wooden house there was a set of wooden furniture, a wooden bed, a wooden table, and wooden benches, all made of felled trees.

Ling Youdao sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and rested for a cup of tea.

"I have just arrived at Feilang Island, and I am not familiar with the situation here. I will go out and walk around first to familiarize myself with the surrounding situation."

He walked out of the wooden house and saw a group of seabirds spinning on the shelf above the spiritual field. Because Ling Youdao had killed the seabirds with force before, the seabirds were still a little afraid and did not dare to approach the spiritual field. They only dared to do some things

test.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Ling Youdao was a little lucky. Fortunately, he came out at this time. If he had come out a little later, he might have been digging for the seeds of the spirit grass in the spirit field.

Those were elixir seeds, which contained a little bit of spiritual energy. He didn't believe these seabirds could withstand the temptation.

He drove away the seabirds that were sitting on the shelf. He then found wood and branches and surrounded the spiritual field so that even if the seabirds came, they would not be able to get in.

Only then did he feel relieved.

Feilang Island is not big. It is only 287 feet at its longest point and 244 feet at its widest point. It is shaped like half of Tai Chi, but it is more curved than half of Tai Chi, forming a gap in the middle.

little bay,

The water level there is relatively deep, suitable for berthing sea-going ships.

Ling Youdao stood at the bay, holding a booklet recording information about Feilang Island in his hand.

"The seabird is actually recorded on it."

Then I saw on the second page of the booklet that it was written that the seabirds on the island were nourished by spiritual energy, and one of them was born with spiritual intelligence and advanced to a first-level low-grade monster, a wind-attributed monster bird.

After walking for a while, I saw a dozen coconut trees.

These coconut trees grow in the area near the beach near the woods, and there are seven or eight coconuts on each tree.

Under the coconut tree, two seals were lying lazily, enjoying the "comfortable" sunshine.

Ling Youdao stepped forward and drove the two seals back into the sea, and picked two coconuts from the tree.

Holding two coconuts, he visited all the places on the island.

Because this place is so small, there are no large animals at all. Except for those flying in the sky, the strongest ones on the ground are voles.

Of course, except for the animals in the sea.
Chapter completed!