If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 647: Queen Mother's Spiritual Spring Water
In the center of the mirage, the sea was calm and a small island was bathed in the bright starlight.

The island is seven miles long and five miles wide, with a two-hundred-meter-high mountain rising in the center.

The island is covered with green trees and full of plants.

There is not only the "fake peach tree" that Xiaoyu wants to study, but also a variety of beautiful flowers.

The starlight cast a hazy and mysterious veil over them, making them peaceful and beautiful.

But Xiaoyu was not attracted by the thick and gnarled branches of the peach tree. Instead, he immediately sensed a faint but huge demonic aura under the island.

The whole island is alive, a huge living organism, an old turtle.

She also immediately understood the meaning of Turtle Back Mountain, which is exactly what it means: a mountain on the back of a turtle.

“Well, you have a good eye. There is a black turtle at the foot of the mountain, and it is carrying the entire mountain.

But he sleeps all year round and rarely wakes up. He is also very brainless and can't even speak clearly. "

Fangfengji is huge in size, and the island on its back is not small, but it cannot withstand his jumping around.

He built a two-hundred-meter-long and wide flat land on the edge of the island. In fact, it was not very flat, but compared with other places, the ups and downs were not much.

This piece of flat land is his daily residence.

He brought Xiaoyu to the flat ground and said, "I usually sleep here. This is my bed. You can see that fruit trees and crops are planted in other places on the island."

Xiaoyu stood on the head of the Fengfeng Festival and looked around. She found that behind the flowers and trees, there were also heads popping out from the leaves and grass, looking at her curiously from a distance.

All they had were tiny people, about twenty centimeters tall, with big round heads, like a bunch of moving mushrooms.

Some have normal human body shapes, but their skin is green and has patterns like tree bark.

Then there were beautiful women in gauze clothes, whispering among the flowers.

"Are they helping you take care of the crops?" Xiaoyu asked.

Feng Feng Ji nodded and said with a smile, "I also raised them. Originally there was no one on the island, I planted the flowers and trees by myself. After so many years, they were tainted by my 'humanity' and became spiritual.

Later, after absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon over the years, some flowers became flower fairies, some mushrooms grew into "fungus people", and some trees became mandrills and wood spirits.

Those who dare to make trouble and disobey will be eaten by me in one bite, and the rest of the little ones are very well behaved.

You work diligently to help me farm, and don't dare to steal the fruits and crops I grow, hahahaha~~"

——Those are not the crops you planted; it is clearly the tree elves and flower fairies who are the tenant farmers, and you are just a rich landlord!

Xiaoyu murmured in her heart, but praised him for his elegant lifestyle and praised his Guibei Mountain as a paradise on earth.

The fish did not follow ashore.

Before approaching Turtleback Mountain, they scattered in the waters outside the thick fog.

At this moment, Fangfengjie brought Xiaoyu to the island, and no one came out to greet them.

The flower fairies, fungus people, mandrills, wood spirits, etc., just looked at Xiaoyu curiously for a few times, then hid among the flowers, plants and trees, each busy with their own things.

"I'm tired after a few days, I need to have a good sleep, you can go around as you like. Just remember your promise, don't steal my peaches, and don't pick the flowers and plants on the mountain at random."

After walking around the island in the shallow water, Fengfengji returned to the southeast corner platform, yawned and said.

"You still want to sleep?" Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

If I wasn't so sleepy, I wouldn't be so sleepy as soon as the guests arrived home.

Or, is this guy still keeping a wary eye on her, pretending to sleep and observing whether she is behaving herself?

This giant is very dishonest!
"Don't you want to sleep? Even immortals need to sleep! What's more, I'm not an immortal.

I ran tens of thousands of miles with Brother Lingyu, had a fight with you, and then ran again. I traveled more than 90,000 miles back and forth, and even had to talk to you on the way. Shouldn’t I be tired and take a nap?" Fang Fengji said.

Turtleback Mountain is more than 30,000 miles away from the mermaid tribe.

Earlier, Fang Fengji was chased by Xiaoyu and ran in circles, and finally ran to the vicinity of Whale Ruins.

The total distance is more than 90,000 miles.

During the Fengfeng Festival, nothing was eaten.

"Then you go to sleep. I'll just wander around the island. As a guest, I will definitely not take your things without the host's permission. This is the 'etiquette' of modern people."

Xiaoyu certainly needed rest, but she rode the "Fangfeng Water Escape" and just chatted with Fangfeng Jie, keeping her mind in a meditative state, which was equivalent to a good sleep.

"This is not the etiquette of modern people. In the era of the Five Emperors, no guest would steal the host's things."

Fang Fengji muttered something, and slowly lay down on the large mudflat bed that was two hundred meters long and wide. After just a few breaths, he was snoring like thunder.

It's not a metaphor, the snoring really sounds like thunder.

His nostrils, like those of a train tunnel, blew out long streams of air, forming a warm and humid wind on the island. The water vapor condensed above the trees, forming clouds as big as double beds.

Xiaoyu could clearly feel that the temperature on the island had risen by several degrees, and the air went from slightly cool to warm and pleasant.

The island has become "popular". Fangfeng Festival had previously said that the flowers, plants and trees on the island were nourished by his "popularity", and it was not an exaggeration.

Walking into the dense flowers and looking at the little fungi crawling under the grass leaves, Xiaoyu felt as if he had come to a fairy tale world.

"Hey, can you talk?" she called to them.

"We are not dumb, so why can't we speak?" said a little mushroom man with yellow spots and a green head.

He was the only one who spoke. The other little mushrooms were a little dumbfounded, looking at Xiaoyu blankly without saying a word.

"I'm Yu Fengxian, what's your name?" Xiao Yu said.

"I am the King of Nanshan of the 'Mushroom Man' clan. All the gullies and ravines nearby are my territory!" said the little mushroom man proudly.

Xiaoyu glanced at the gullies around him and saw many flowers, plants and mushrooms.

There are no man-made buildings, let alone the palace of the King of Nanshan.

"Where are your kings?" she asked.

"What is a king?" Lord Nanshan was also at a loss.

"Where do you live, where do you sleep, and what do you eat?" Xiaoyu asked.

The King of Nanshan held a grass leaf and folded it up, allowing the water droplets on the leaf to gather into a string. Then he put his mouth close to it and caught all the water droplets.

"Would you like to have a taste? I allow you to collect dewdrops in Nanshan." The King of Nanshan said proudly.

Then he put his legs together, jumped half an inch high, and fell to the ground with a "thump". He then grew on the ground and turned into a spotted mushroom.

"We'll sleep like this."

"Oh, you guys are really easy to feed." Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Then she asked, "You don't even know the 'king's capital', why do you call yourself the 'King of Nanshan'? Do you know what 'king' means?"

"This whole world belongs to the king, I know that." The little mushroom man changed from a mushroom into a little man with yellow spots and a green head.

He pointed at the snoring giant and said in awe: "At that time, 'Fengfeng Emperor' was the emperor who led the human race. We, 'Jungren Clan', had to pledge allegiance to Fengfeng Emperor. I am the leader of the Jungren Clan, so I call myself 'King'."

"So, in this vast land, the Flower Fairy Clan, the Wood Fairy Clan, and the Mandrill Clan still exist?" Xiao Yu said, trying not to laugh.

"That's right! Don't be fooled by their big size. In fact, they are all like me, citizens of the Empire of Emperor Fangfeng." The little mushroom man said proudly.

"Do you need to pay tribute to the Emperor Fangfeng on weekdays?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Of course we have to pay tribute! We have to pay tribute of 5,000 mushrooms every year."

At this point, the little mushroom man's face suddenly changed, and he shouted in annoyance: "I was so busy talking to you, an elder, that I forgot what I was doing."

He shouted to the mushroom people around him, "Stop looking and go grow mushrooms. If anyone fails to complete the task, I will dry him up and give him to the Wind Emperor to enjoy!"

A group of little fungus people scattered in panic.

The King of Nanshan also picked up a bunch of wood ears, disappeared into the grass.

Later, Xiaoyu met the "Queen Purple Clover" of the flower demon clan.

The flower fairies are also very busy.

Queen Zi Mu whispered to Xiao Yu: "Emperor Fang Feng likes to drink honey water. If we can't brew enough nectar, he will grab us and suck hard, sucking our juice dry, so miserable~~"

When Xiaoyu was still a barbarian in the sand dunes, he often "sucked flowers" - he plucked a flower, sucked and snorted hard at the flower's buttocks, and sucked out strands of sweet nectar.

If the petals are not astringent, I will put them directly into my mouth and chew them.

Sometimes she would catch bees, pull off their butts, and suck hard to get a lump of sweet honey.

There’s no way. In my previous life, I wished there was no sugar in fruits.

In ancient times, it was difficult to come into contact with sweetness, and the body instinctively craved sugar.

"If the juice is sucked out, can you still survive?" Xiaoyu said.

"No, so we have to work hard to make nectar." said Queen Clover.

Xiao Yu asked, "How much nectar does King Fangfeng need to drink since he is so big?"

"One cup every year is enough, but the cup is a bit big. Look, the pool on the top of the mountain is his cup." Queen Zi Mu said, pointing to the "Tianchi" on the mountain.

Tianchi Lake doesn't look like a wine jar, but more like a wine urn.

Xiaoyu couldn’t see how big the entrance above was, but the largest part of the wine jar’s belly was more than five meters in diameter and ten meters high.

There was a small hole at the bottom of the wine jar, and water was flowing out, like the amount of water from a slightly opened tap.

"Can such a big stone jar be filled?" Xiaoyu asked.

Queen Zi Mu smiled and said, “The emperor just likes to drink honey water, not that the whole jar is filled with nectar.

Now we understand that as long as we make it sweet, we can fool the emperor and satisfy him.

So we don’t ask for much essence in the nectar, but to make it very sweet, so that one drop of nectar can be mixed with a large basin of water!"

——Isn’t this industrial saccharin?
Xiaoyu also asked the flower fairies about the habits and functions of the flowers and plants on the island, and selected more than a dozen "starlight crops".

She didn't really want to go back to the mermaid tribe.

She wanted to stay in the safe and beautiful Turtle Back Mountain, find a place and use it as a cave, where she could live for ten or eight years without getting bored.

But she still remembered her promise to the old mermaid.

Help the mermaids cultivate several crops that can grow under the starlight, are easy to plant, and have high yields.

Fangfengjie was still sleeping at this moment, and she did not pick any plant seeds.

After bidding farewell to the flower fairy, she entered the "Peach Garden" on the mountain.

"There are a total of 327 peach trees on the mountain. There are two 'Fairy Peach King Trees', which ripen once every 500 years; there are 30 Fairy Peach Trees, which ripen every 10 years; the rest are ordinary peach trees, some of which ripen once every 2-3 years, and some of which ripen twice or three times a year."

The old mandrill has turned into a human form. The old man with white hair and beard is leaning on a peach wood cane in his hand, with a hunched back, and looks very old.

Xiao Yu put his nose close to the peach and sniffed it, saying, "This is not much different from the ordinary white peaches in our world. It's a stretch to call it a 'spiritual fruit'."

The fruit trees in the peach orchard grow in a very "disorderly" manner.

Some of the peach trees are in bloom, while others have just grown green, hairy peaches.

There were also fruit trees laden with fruits, such as peaches as big as bowls, that weighed down the branches to the ground.

"The peach tree in front of the fairy is just an ordinary peach tree. It only harvests two or three times a year, which is barely enough to fill your stomach. It is impossible to achieve immortality." The old mandrill said with a smile.

Xiao Yu looked around and said, "Where are the fairy peach trees? Take me directly to see them."

"The king tree grows at the highest point and looks no different from an ordinary peach tree." The old mandrill said as he climbed up.

"How many years does it take for peaches to ripen? Is there any saying about that? If peaches are ripe and we don't pick them, will they fall off by themselves?" Xiaoyu asked.

The old mandrill said: "The meaning of 'ripening every few years' means that after a certain number of years, if you don't pick them, they will fall and rot.

At that time, even if you put a net bag on the peach on the branch, it will lose its vitality and slowly rot. "

The Fairy Peach King Tree indeed looks ordinary.

It was as thick as a bowl, with branches spreading out in all directions, the highest being less than ten meters high.

There were very few fruits left on either tree, less than twenty in total.

Judging from the external appearance alone, both the peach tree and the fruit are almost the same as ordinary peach trees and peaches.

But ordinary warriors can also sense it. Not to mention peaches, even a piece of peach leaf contains amazing spiritual energy.

Xiao Yu used the art of looking at the two old peach trees and saw colorful clouds rushing up to the sky two or three hundred feet high, which was extremely dazzling.

"Hey, this stream is wrong!"

Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and found that the stream beside the tree roots also had a colorful aura.

The stream water that irrigates the peach trees is not ordinary water.

To call it a "spiritual spring" is to belittle it.

"Where does this water come from?" Xiaoyu asked.

The old mandrill pointed to the "Heavenly Lake" on the top of the mountain and said, "It flows down from the mountain. Can't the fairy see it?"

"I know that the stream water flows out from the bottom of the big stone jar. I want to ask where did Emperor Fangfeng get the water in the stone jar?" Xiaoyu said.

"It looks like the Queen Mother's Peach Garden." The old baboon said hesitantly.

(End of this chapter)