The waste she became the first array mage

Li Yirou maintained the state of a first-level cultivator using spells, dug a few large holes next to the giant tree, poured things into them, and then filled them with soil again.

This tree is so beautiful, she also wants to plant one in her space.

Just as she was thinking this, a ginkgo fruit fell from above and was about to hit her head. Li Yirou sensed it with her spiritual sense and reached out to catch the small fruit.

For some reason, encountering such a coincidence suddenly made her feel happy, "Thank you, Dashu!"

Due to the habits of her original world, Li Yirou thought that beautiful places were tourist attractions, and tourist attractions were for making wishes.

She hopes that such little coincidences of luck will continue to happen in her future life, and that she can successfully take revenge.

She closed her eyes and bowed her head to make a wish. Suddenly, in the next second, countless fruits fell like hail. Li Yirou pinched her fingers and turned into a golden shield to block them all. It was at least an income. "Thank you!"

But if you want to hit her, no way.

She thought about it, took out the backpack and filled it up. Although there was no one around, she tried not to go out empty-handed as it would be too conspicuous.

She would try out the mask later and pretend to be a member of the ginkgo-picking army.

While picking up the fruits, new ones would fall from time to time, all aimed at her, as if trying to see if they could hit her.

She felt that this giant tree was really boring. The angles at which it hit her were getting more and more tricky, with some even flying sideways from her calves. She wondered how the giant tree could do that.

It was as if a crack in space was split open and the fruits were thrown at her, but her spiritual awareness was strong and her magic spells were swift, and she successfully resisted them one by one.

Anyway, she won't lose anything, 2 kilograms for 1 spirit bead, so she might as well play with it.

After a while, she had picked up about 30 kilograms of ginkgo nuts, and her backpack was almost full. "Let's go, bye."

A gust of wind blew in the secret realm, blowing past and lifting her sleeves. This was the signal that the secret realm was about to close, so she said goodbye to the giant tree.

The leaves of the giant tree rustled, and a huge golden fruit floated in front of her.

"It told you to play with it when you are free." The strange fire heard the big ginkgo tree speak, but unfortunately the owner didn't understand, so it started to translate, "This big fruit can be used as a key, and you can come in directly."

"But I'm leaving." Li Yiru shook her head and didn't reach out to take it. The ginkgo nuts were not worth much and she didn't want to waste time here.

But just now when I was resisting the ginkgo fruit, it felt like a kind of knowledge passed through my brain without leaving much trace.

Before she could figure it out, another gust of wind blew.

With a rustling sound, the strange fire translated again, "If it says it's for you, just take it."

...Why does it sound so much like what I heard when I received red envelopes during the Chinese New Year as a child? Li Yirou took it with a smile. It sounded like a naughty old elder.

Recalling what happened just now, she seemed to have some new experience in resisting various attacks. It seemed that the giant tree was not simply playing with her, but was giving her some advice.

Perhaps because she brought him a gift package of luminous sand, the giant tree wanted to give her some small gifts, but she blocked them all, which made it feel interesting.

"I'll come over when I'm free." Li Yirou understood the benefit and didn't think it was a waste of time, so she responded.

"It said you can come whenever you want. Just take out the fruit in a deserted place in the western border and say "Grandpa Tree, Grandpa Tree" loudly."

...Is this its evil taste? Is it really necessary to do this, and loudly? She doesn't really want to do it.

The wind got stronger, but the leaves of the giant tree did not make a rustling sound this time. They still fell beautifully like a dream painting.

Li Yiru set up a formation, entered the space, put the big fruit in, and put a few ginkgo nuts in the space. Duobao ran over to sniff, then started stuffing them into his cheek pouches.

She planted a fruit, and after coming out, she imprinted her spiritual consciousness on the face-changing mask in the formation.

The face-changing mask is a mid-grade magical weapon. After wearing it, the appearance and temperament can be changed into two types, namely, a young man and a young woman. This is adjusted according to the appearance and characteristics of the cultivator who uses it.

Of course it would be better to change gender. Li Yirou tried to become a young boy. She became a little taller. The parts that should be long, such as the Adam's apple, became longer, and the parts that should be small also looked flat.

She has an ordinary appearance, neither ugly nor handsome, and with the concealing function of her silver bracelet, she is simply perfect. There is no trace of her original appearance at all. Li Yiru is very satisfied.

Although this dress was plain, there were a few small flowers on the outer layer. She changed into a light blue one and did not wear the outer layer of flowered gauze, so it looked very much like men's clothing.

After admiring her own appearance in the water mirror for a moment, she felt the wind was getting stronger outside, so she quickly put away the formation and walked towards the exit of the secret realm.

As soon as we came out of the secret realm, Shi Yue and Manager Chen were standing outside the exit, but everyone was gathered on one side, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

There is a spirit-killing formation outside! Why? Are they afraid that people will not pay the ginkgo tax and run away? But their expressions are wrong! Li Yirou inexplicably has a very bad premonition.

"Pay the taxes and stay there quietly. A real person from Yijian Sect will question you." Shi Yue's voice sounded at the right time when he saw the last few people coming out.

Sensing the scent of the ordinary tracking Gu she had planted on the young man, Shi Yue knew that this person was Li Yiru, and she suspected that he was looking for her.

Why did she offend the foundation-building cultivator of Yijian Sect? Was what she said to her true or false?

Shi Yuexin felt a little regretful, but now they already had a secret together, the oath to her inner demon, and her hope of finding her people. All these factors combined made it impossible to regret.

Shi Yue couldn't help but worry for her and herself. There was no other way. Whether it would succeed or not depended on the two of them!

She was a person who had carefully hidden secrets for many years, and she knew that she couldn't easily make any eye contact or play any tricks in public, especially when the other party was a foundation-building cultivator, so she had to be extremely careful.

So she tried to appear natural, "Master, everyone in the secret realm has come out and is here." The secret realm can only allow a maximum of one hundred people to enter at a time, and today it is full.

As Shi Yue and Manager Chen bowed respectfully, Li Yirou looked in the direction they were heading. A face that Li Yirou least wanted to see appeared as the formation opened.

Han Yuzhen stood in front of Shi Yue and the other two, facing everyone and sweeping their cold eyes over. The pressure of a foundation-building cultivator was fully evident, creating an extremely strong pressure among this group of cultivators, most of whom were not even at the first level of Qi Refining.

Some monks even felt their legs go weak and they were about to fall to the ground. They were supported by their companions and then they managed to stand up tremblingly.

Shi Yue, Manager Chen, and the thief they caught were behind him. He took out a portrait and spoke softly, but his voice rang in the ears of everyone present, "Have you seen this female cultivator?"

He showed the portrait in his hand to everyone. When they saw that it was an elder of Yijian Sect, they felt both respect and fear. They all cooperated actively, carefully looking at the person in the painting, trying to recall whether they had seen this person before.

It's over. Li Yirou's heart was pounding. Even if others couldn't remember clearly, the thief had a very deep impression of her because of the 500 kilograms of bat droppings, and she hated her so much.