The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

The nights in the elf world are always very quiet, every star in the sky shines brightly, and the full moon evokes the homesickness of the trainers who are traveling.

In the wild world of elves, some elves become particularly active in special weather.

For example, today, the moon is extraordinarily round, and in the depths of Yuejian Mountain not far from Fanxing Farm, the Pipis are beginning to become active.

They danced around the huge stone, flying lightly two to three meters in the air, looking at the moon in the sky, and the wings behind them emitted a faint light.

They lined up in rows according to different patterns, then jumped, and after falling down, they continued dancing with light steps.

Jumping up and down, spinning and dancing, every movement is so coordinated.

The huge stone in front of them was illuminated by the moonlight they pulled, and emitted a faint white light. Then, some Pipi's bodies also emitted white light. On this special day, they collectively evolved.

Fan Xing held the camera and recorded this rare scene. Beside him, Tutu Dog's eyes were shining brightly.

He excitedly held his tail and shook it vigorously several times. The paint subconsciously secreted from his tail was directly thrown on Fan Xing's clothes.

Fan Xing didn't mind. The paint secreted by the Tutu dog's tail was difficult to clean, but he could slightly change the clothes with other colors and treat it as painting.

He looked through the contents recorded by the camera in his hand and was very satisfied. These were precious research materials. If he and the Pipi race were not familiar with each other, they would not have allowed themselves to record them.

But he has a new paper to write, which is quite happy to think about.

Fan Xing walked towards Pi Kexi, Pippi and the Pi babies who had stopped.

Some skin babies who looked like little stars, their eyes lit up when they saw Fan Xing, and they happily came to his side.

Fan Xing picked them up, shook his fingers a few times, and took out a lot of elf food from the space.

This is a deal between him and the Pipi race. The Pipi people let him watch a unique dance to worship the moon, and he provided them with a lot of food.

Of course, he also let Little Meteorite participate in Pipi's sacrifice and take the opportunity to absorb some of the power of the moonlight.

Du's little meteorite was placed with Fan Xing. Fan Xing tried his best to ensure the safety of the little meteorite, and finally thought of Pippi.

As elves who also come from the mysterious universe, Pipi should be able to help the little meteorite stabilize its energy. As long as the little meteorite adapts to the magnetic field fluctuations on the ground, then he will not have to turn into a meteor and dissipate in the world.

However, this process was very difficult. In order to extend the time the little meteorite stayed on the ground, Fan Xing sent him to Pippi and asked them to harness the power of the stars and the moon to stabilize the weight of the little meteorite.

The small meteorite wrapped in thick rocks flew to Fan Xing. It seemed that his condition was much better and he could adapt to the magnetic field fluctuations on the ground.

Speaking of which, that guy Du is really related to the flying elves, and basically all the elves he got are from the flying type.

Behind Fan Xing, a big-mouthed bat flew over. This big-mouthed bat also crossed.

Fan Xing took him out to Yuejian Mountain for some adventure before, and this big-mouthed bat conquered a wild super-sonic bat group and became the leader.

Fan Xing was naturally happy to run back and forth between Fan Xing's farm and the wild tribes every day. After all, it was good to improve his own strength.

Likewise, he came here to take care of Little Meteor. After all, they came from an evil organization and were relatively familiar with them.

That guy, every time he goes undercover to an evil organization, he gets 1 to 2 elves from there.

After each collection, he trained them to the point of annihilating the evil organization, so he was reluctant to hand over those elves to the Alliance, so he kept them with Fan Xing.

And most of them are of the flying type. Fan Xing is very tired of raising them. He is really not proficient in cultivating flying type elves. If the rewards provided by the transition are not very generous, he can only bite the bullet and study the cultivation methods.

The big-mouthed bat circled around the little meteorite a few times, and then took him to find the way. The little meteorite slowly floated in the air, like a big stone.

During this period of time, under the care of Pipi, he has grown a bit bigger. After all, he doesn't have to worry about being in the universe, so he will inevitably relax some control over his body.

Moreover, the magnetic field in the universe is different from the magnetic field in the elf world, so it is normal for him to be larger.

Elves from outer space like small meteorites exist just to serve as food for the legendary Rayquaza, which is quite pitiful to say the least.

However, according to the information Fan Xing knew, Rayquaza seemed to expel these small meteorites after eating them, and he didn't know what he ate.

Compared with the lowest level elves in outer space like Little Meteorite, the elves in the Pipi series can be said to have a very prosperous life.

They possess a mysterious power that no one has studied yet, and some of them have super IQs and can even create their own props that fly into the universe.

Fan Xing looked at the cute little fur babies in front of him who were eating food, and poked their little ears. The fur babies also looked like little stars. These little guys were really cute.

The Pixis were slowly waving their little wings in the sky. The wings on their backs could store the power of the moonlight, allowing them to fly briefly.

At the same time, they can also use the moonlight energy in their wings to replenish themselves.

It can be said that elves like Picoxi are also excellent beings, but few people can capture them.

Fan Xing looked at Picoxi flying in the sky. Their dance had not stopped yet. Although the dance to worship the ancient moon stone had stopped, what they were dancing now was a dance that attracted the energy of the moonlight. This dance Only the Pixies can dance, and the Pipis can only watch from below.

Fan Xing slowly stood up and opened the backpack he was carrying behind him, revealing the incubator inside.

Today, in addition to watching the Pipis dance, he also wanted to help the young turtles hatch.

Fan Xing wanted to use the moonlight power of the Pixis to gently wake up the turtles from their eggs. After all, the energy of the moonlight was very suitable for the turtles.

Fan Xing held the egg and climbed onto the huge moon stone owned by Pipi.

In the view of Pipi, the Moon Stone embodies their longing for their hometown, their awe for their deceased ancestors, and their expectations for the new life in the future.

Normally, they would go crazy if someone touched them, but they were already very familiar with Fan Xing. As the veritable dominant species in Yuejian Mountain, Fan Xing's existence would make their status more stable.

The Pixies were flying in the sky, the wings on their backs catching the moonlight, and then their fingers lit up, and they formed a circle in the air, spinning slowly.

While spinning, he slowly pointed his finger at Fan Xing who was sitting on the stone and the egg of the grass seedling turtle in his arms.

An illusory moon appeared in the middle of them, directly above Fan Xing, which they condensed with the pure power of moonlight.

The moonlight was shining, and the gentle power of the moonlight fell on Fan Xing. He squinted his eyes comfortably and slowly lifted the egg where the grass sprout was kneeling.

The egg in his hand glowed brightly and began to shake in his hand. Fan Xing felt the changes in the elf egg in his hand and felt very good.

As the shadow of the moon in the sky became smaller and smaller, the elf egg also erupted with a burst of fierce and dazzling light. Fan Xing felt as if something small was struggling in his hand.

Putting down his raised hand, Fan Xing looked at the turtle with big eyes in his hand. The turtle with a small sapling on its head looked at Fan Xing blankly.

Seeing him in a daze, Fan Xing smiled softly and took off a necklace from his neck.

There is a green seed hanging at the bottom of the necklace. This is a gift he gave to the turtle and to celebrate his birth.