After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 101 Mission Completion
Relying on one's own ability and starting from scratch is something that can easily bring a lot of satisfaction to people.

These disciples of Qing Lingzong are like this now.

They had no shortage of food and clothing, nor did they live on what the fields produced.

It's just because seeing that I can also accomplish such a big event, I am more motivated to work for a while.

There was no need for others to say anything, I just stuffed a bigu pill into my mouth, and found a flat place to sit down and practice to recover my spiritual power.

When the spiritual power is restored to seven or seven eighty-eight, when you open your eyes, you will resurrect a hero with full blood.

No one complained of suffering or tiredness, and occasionally they could chat and laugh a few words, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

After the entire wasteland was leveled and all kinds of crops were neatly planted, the disciples who had worked hard for several days breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period, I actually fought wits and courage with the senior sister who set up surprises many times, abruptly turning an ordinary land reclamation into a big adventure that tested wisdom.

As gratifying as the results of land reclamation are their respective harvests.

During the time of opening up wasteland and planting, these brothers and sisters cultivated an excellent tacit understanding.

It's not that there was no tacit understanding before, for example, Chi Zhishu and Sang Zhixia had a tacit understanding, but that level of tacit understanding was not enough.

No matter who it is at this moment, they can't remember clearly the moves, spiritual power characteristics, and attack habits of each of the nine of them.

What kind of effect can be played by who cooperates with whose tricks, that has also been tested many times.

As for controlling the spiritual power more easily, that is the result of real hard work and practice.

Everything else is false, as long as one person is willing to make progress, he can drive a group of people to make progress.

The disciples of the Qingling Sect are sincere. Land reclamation and cultivation is a collective task. No one thinks about being lazy. They all think about how they can do more in which area to make others easier.

The other one opened up the wasteland to plant crops, and they also benefited from living in the sect, and they didn't mess with any steps.

If one try doesn't work, try twice.

If it doesn't work twice, then three or four times, you can always try something that works.

With more trials and errors, some experience can be summed up, and some methods that can be known to be unsuccessful without trying can be eliminated before the experiment.

The brains of a group of people are more or less active, and many times when encountering a small problem, they don’t need to open their mouths to call Junior Sister. They first think about whether there is a solution, and if they can’t figure it out, they can ask other people.

Little junior sister has only one brain, how can she manage so many personal problems.

If they asked questions at the same time, who should the junior sister answer first?Before possible conflicts took shape, all possible conflicts were avoided intentionally or unintentionally.

"I didn't expect that we could really take down this tough bone within seven days." Sang Zhixia looked at his hands, and then at the new green sprouts in the fertile soil, feeling a subtle emotion in his heart.

Sheng Zhichun squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and carefully controlled his spiritual power to infuse a little vitality into the crops planted on the entire wasteland.

She likes these little green lives.

"Today is only the sixth day, can we have a good celebration?" Chi Zhishu stretched his muscles and bones, and his bones crackled.

It caused a lot of surprised eyes.

Song Jingmo was almost exhausted, and he could curl up in any place and fall asleep.

It takes a lot of energy to control the spiritual power, it takes a lot of energy to crack the layout of the formation, and it takes a lot of energy to transform a large amount of spiritual energy into spiritual power while controlling the cultivation of spiritual power.

Everything is exhausting, but there is no time to take a good rest.

Barely survived until now, I really can't bear it anymore.

Noticing the movement on Song Jingmo's side, those who had spoken loudly lowered their voices.

"Junior Junior Sister is really exhausted these few days, and we are exhausted too." Zhou Zhiqi squeezed his arms that had strengthened a lot, and hammered his sore legs.

"I can plant two more pieces of wasteland like this!" Chi Zhishu has the best physical fitness among them, and he does most of the physical work. At the moment, he is indeed the most energetic among them.

Sang Zhixia glanced at him and smiled: "In this case, then I will trouble Brother Zhishu to send the younger brothers back to their yard."

During the short delay, many people have already fallen asleep.

Chi Zhishu carried one on one shoulder and another in his hand, as if he had gone into the mountains to hunt a full load of prey, and walked away.

It looked very relaxed.

It seems that what is being carried is not a big living person weighing more than one hundred catties, but a cloth bag filled with wind.

It was evening, the sky was still bright, and the female disciples were in good spirits, they only looked worriedly at the little junior sister who was already sleepy.

"Unexpectedly, my lord, I will leave the junior sister to you."

"Yeah." Unexpectedly, he supported the man with one hand, and it seemed effortless, and the rest of them dragged their heavy bodies to their respective yards.

It's not that they don't like to live together, a yard is taken out by itself, and the house inside is enough for ten people.

It's just that when they came to the sect, they were arranged to live in a courtyard alone. After a long time, they got used to living in their own courtyard.

Not to mention, the furnishings in my yard are all my favorites.

It's not necessarily the best, but it's definitely what you look comfortable with.

I can sleep better just by sleeping.

Song Jingmo felt more at ease when she returned to the yard. Unexpectedly, hot water was prepared for her, so she swayed over to wash up, changed her clothes after washing, tilted her head, leaned on the stool and fell asleep.

In the end, he accidentally transferred the person to the bed and covered him with a thin quilt.

At night, no one forced himself to practice, and they all washed up early and fell asleep with their heads covered.

Song Jingmo also slept until noon on the seventh day. When he woke up, his head was still aching. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, pressed his temples, and went out after tidying himself up.

Unexpectedly, he was not in the yard, and there was only a little white in the yard intently cracking nuts.

"Xiaobai, where did you go?" Song Jingmo walked over, and the warm sunlight fell on her body, which made her have the urge to stretch and continue to sleep.

"Going out." Xiaobai was busy cracking nuts, and Song Jingmo waited for a long time before Xiaobai sneaked in to reply.

Song Jingmo pinched the nape of Xiaobai's neck, and grinded his back molars.

"I have made some good things during this time, and there is a bloodline awakening potion in it—"

Xiaobai's small eyes rolled around, as if he was thinking about the credibility of his words. When he smelled something good and his eyes were about to stick to the potion bottle that Song Jingmo took out, he whispered The news was revealed to Song Jingmo.

"Your little senior sister came here before, but I didn't expect to go out with her."

(End of this chapter)