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

Chapter 96
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farming?

The disciples looked at each other two by two, making sure that they were equally dazed.

Hasn't the sect's spiritual field been planted already?
The wooden puppets planted Ling rice quickly and well, one could replace ten, and they were not needed at all.

And didn't the senior sister in charge not want them to harm the rice seedlings before?

No matter how doubtful you are in your heart, you can only enter the Zongmen Mission Hall with doubts.

Song Jingmo also pulled Unexpectedly into it, and when he went in, he saw, good guy, all the other tasks were squeezed into the corner, and the huge farming task occupied the absolute center in the form of bold capital letters and flashing lights.

After queuing up to accept this large-scale sect task one by one, Song Jingmo only saw the first task content of the farming task, and he had an ominous premonition.

"Cultivation requires land reclamation?!!!" Sang Zhixia made a puzzled voice.

Song Jingmo put away his surprise and quickly read the task content.

[Large sect task - farming: The sect has many abandoned spiritual fields, as a diligent and pragmatic disciple of the sect, it is absolutely impossible to watch a good spiritual field overgrown with weeds. 】

[Task content: open up wasteland for cultivation. 】

[Task description: Clear weeds, stones, shrubs, and tree roots on the wasteland, plow the land, and sow seeds. 】

[Task requirements: Do not use tools, only spiritual power. 】

[Task Note: If you want to complete all tasks with both hands, no one will stop you. 】

[Task Reward: Disciple Assessment. 】

[Task period: seven days. 】

It's not that Song Jingmo has never taken the Zongmen mission, but she never thought that the first large-scale Zongmen mission she accepted would be such a dog.

It's not that she doesn't know what the sect's spiritual fields without spiritual rice are like.

Everything is growing fine, especially the weeds.

Nourished by the spiritual energy, it is completely growing like crazy. The grass leaves on the ground have grown into grass balls, and the roots in the soil don't know what to grow into.

Weeds are extremely tenacious.

What does that poem say?

The grass on the Liliyuan is one year old and one withered, the weeds in the Zongmen are evergreen.

The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows again. In the territory of Zongmen, even if a weed has a little root system or a tiny seed, it can grow into a piece in a very short time.

Song Jingmo is not as clueless as her senior brothers and sisters. She has opened up wasteland and farmed land before, and she knows how tiring it is.

"If you can't use tools, then you won't be able to borrow wooden puppets." Sang Zhixia calmed down and analyzed.

Busy with Senior Sister Nan Tao, they are used to it before, but they have never driven a real wasteland.

It is not impossible to open up wasteland now.

"This task is to train us to use our spiritual power." Zhizhi Bai squatted aside and said something suddenly.

Sang Zhixia quickly turned her head to look at him, her face full of lovelessness.

"That's very good, don't say it again next time."

The wailing and so on are just for show, and this group of disciples is still very interested in things other than cultivation.

But the Zongmen mission, which was supposed to be done for fun, suddenly became another way of cultivation, and the happiness was halved in an instant.

Notice Bai smiled embarrassedly.

"Senior sister, you need to train more."

He remembered that Senior Sister Zhixia's method of using spiritual power was very single, and it would be great if she found a new way to use it during this sect mission.

Sang Zhixia didn't know what expression she should have.

"Let's all go back and rest, we have to get up early tomorrow." Nan Tao is not among the disciples who will do this farming task, but she is willing to join in the fun, anyway, she rarely does it herself, and has always been a qualified supervisor .

Seeing that the senior brothers and sisters had all left, Song Jingmo took Bu Yu with one hand and Xiao Bai back to his yard with the other.

The yard has not been lived in for a few days, and there is no dust accumulation, so Song Jingmo still uses the dust cleaning technique.

"Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"

"How about the dried fish? But you should be able to eat smoked fish right now, right?" Song Jingmo was tidying up the room while thinking.

It was clearly the furnishings she was used to, but now she looked at it and felt that something was missing, the cups seemed not good enough, the chairs seemed a little old...

Looking at everything, Song Jingmo subconsciously frowned.

"Unexpectedly, what kind of house do you like, I will arrange one for you." It happened that there was still a vacant room in the yard, but unexpectedly it had already changed shape, and she probably didn't want to live in the same room with her.

"Anything is fine." Unexpectedly, he didn't ask for anything, he watched Song Jingmo wandering around the house as if he couldn't rest, and sat in the yard to bask in the sun.

When Song Jingmo finished his busy work and came out of the furnished room, he unexpectedly walked up to her.

"Want to see it?"

"Ah."

Stepping into the house, the first thing you see is the food on the table and the matching teapot and cup.

Then all you can see is the made bed.

"I forgot to buy these things. I'll buy better ones when I leave the sect next time." Song Jingmo stood at the door and said nervously.

"That's good." Unexpectedly, his expression softened a little.

She always wants the best for her.

At the end of the dinner, there was no special extra meal for Bu Yu. Song Jingmo simply made some food and saw that Bu Yu ate all of it, and then he regained his previous happiness.

Song Jingmo himself is a spiritual master, and he can still feel a vague sense of oppression when Bu Yu deliberately suppresses the pressure, so he knows that Bu Yu's cultivation is higher than his own.

I just don't know if it's one major level higher or two major levels.

The cultivation speed of Yaozu is really fast.

Song Jingmo just sighed like this, and didn't think about resting at night, and just practiced all night.

The state after a night of practice will be better than that of a night of sleep.

The next morning, I didn't make a special breakfast. After eating a bigu pill, I rushed to the first wasteland.

This wasteland was once a reclaimed spiritual field.

Due to various reasons, a large area of ​​reclaimed spiritual land was abandoned, and the weeds in it were almost as tall as a person.

There are many types of weeds, some have jagged edges, and some have thorns directly.

A group of disciples looked at this wasteland with serious expressions.

Zongmen mission must be completed.

The reward for completing the task is optional, but it's a pity that the disciple assessment can't be avoided even if he wants to.

Song Jingmo looked at the senior brothers and sisters. She had the foresight to change into a long dress, wrapping her arms, legs and neck tightly, while Chi Zhishu was wearing a short-sleeved top. At this moment, she had already reached the edge of the wasteland. Pull weeds with bare hands.

It was not difficult to see, and immediately two senior brothers joined the team to pull weeds by hand.

It can be pulled out, but it is very laborious.

Sang Zhixia looked at their strenuous efforts, raised her hand and condensed a wind blade, and the wind blade went back and forth, opening a trail in the weedy wasteland.

"Can you do this?!"

"It's said to use spiritual power, but you have to use brute force, it's thankless."

(End of this chapter)