Chapter 120: Cultivating spiritual fields, strange

Thousands of mountains.

The mountains overlap, and there are many peaks, just like the waves of the sea. Dozens of towering peaks are stacked on top of each other, standing in the rolling forest.

In the gap surrounded by mountains, there is a slightly flat forest land.

In its center is a pool of blue waves, centered on it.

There are many hills and thorny forests in the north, while there are flat lands and gentle slopes in the south.

look down.

You can see that on the gentle hills of the flat land, small people are cutting mountains and logging trees. The divided and cultivated fields are like scars, imprinted on the valley.

It is the spiritual land surrounding the mountains.

There is an island in the center of Wanshe Lake, and a small courtyard in the center of the top of the mountain.

Li Changsheng held a bone chopping knife covered with a touch of light gold in his hand, and was carefully decorating a strange instrument.

The main material of the instrument is jet black and shiny. It is a piece of wood that is as thick as a calf and bent at almost ninety degrees, and is inlaid in the middle of another piece of straight wood with a tenon structure.

It was a wooden plow that Li Changsheng spent more than a day making. It looked more sophisticated than the one made by Zafeng.

A busy moment.

Li Changsheng turned over his hand and took out a hoe that was dark green and engraved with several runes. He tied it tightly to the hoe with braided tree vines.

In this way, a wooden plow that can plow the land is completely made, only one plowing ox is missing.

Although he does not have cows, he does have pigs.

Li Changsheng turned his eyes to the Xiaohua family lying in a row at the door, smiled and shouted: "Xiaohua, come here."

Hum
Xiaohua raised her head, stood up with a groan, and wandered to his side.

Li Changsheng picked up the wooden plow, put the rattan rope next to Xiao Hua, patted its head, and walked towards the spiritual field outside like a landowner with his hands behind his hands.

Xiaohua hummed and followed slowly behind.

A swarm of insects rose from the corner of the courtyard, like a dark cloud, floating behind him
Come to the edge of the field.

Li Changsheng looked around.

The three-acre second-grade middle-grade, top-grade spiritual field is full of potholes due to Tong Zuo's battle with the dragon snake. There are few weeds as tall as a person, and the newly grown weeds are no more than calf-high.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly.

Led by Ah Da and Ah Er, the insect swarm fell into the spiritual field.

But count.

A low-grade spirit snake, as thick as a chopstick and with a green and yellow body, was dragged into the air by several mid-grade insects. After a few twists and turns, it was swooped up by dozens of insects and swallowed into an empty shell.

Then more than a dozen snake beasts were picked up by the swarm of insects and devoured.

Perhaps it was because there were many snakes in Wan She Lake, or because the dragon snake disappeared, there were very few insects in the spiritual field, and most of them were unworthy snakes and beasts.

Li Changsheng waited for a moment, and when the insects cleared some spiritual fields, he began to unload the wooden plow and tied the braided strong tree vines to Xiao Hua's body.

Then drive the little flowers into the spiritual field.

Li Changsheng circulated his spiritual power and transferred it into the hoe. When the runes on the hoe flickered, a bright white edge appeared on the edge of the hoe.

He pressed his hands on the wooden plow and applied a little force, and the hoe suddenly penetrated the ground more than a foot.

Looking around, it was deserted.

There was a faint smile in Li Changsheng's eyes, and he suddenly slapped Xiaohua on the butt, and shouted: "Luo Luo Luo"

Hum
Xiaohua groaned and took a step forward. Feeling the resistance coming from behind, her muscles stood out and she stepped forward again.

crunch
The root system of the grass plant cracked, which made people feel sad. The soil surged along the sides of the hoe. A trace of spiritual energy invisible to the naked eye escaped. However, it could no longer rise after it was only three inches away from the ground, hovering above the surging soil. .

"Hey"

Following bursts of shouting, a ravine soon came to an end.

Li Changsheng lifted the wooden plow in time, driving the little flowers to turn around, and at the same time, he skillfully poured his spiritual power into the slightly dim hoe.

Time passed slowly.

to noon.

Most of the three acres of second-level middle-grade spiritual fields have been plowed, and neat ravines have appeared.

The first spiritual field to be plowed was covered with a thin layer of white spiritual mist, like flowing water, slowly spreading in all directions, but under an invisible restriction, it could only flow within one acre of land.

Just when Li Changsheng was immersed in farming.

A stream of light flew from the sky. It was originally going to fall on the edge of the mountain peak, but it suddenly turned a corner and landed on the edge of the spiritual field behind Li Changsheng.

The light dissipated and Lan Caishen's figure appeared.

Looking at Li Changsheng, who was using pigs as cattle and plowing the land vigorously, he looked strange.

Only then did Lan Caishen suddenly realize. He asked why Junior Brother Li had raised so many pig-like spiritual beasts. This was what they were used for.

But another thought came out uncontrollably.

Why not just breed a bovine spirit beast?
While he was deep in thought, Li Changsheng asked Xiaohua to rest for a while, walked to the edge of the spiritual field, cupped his hands and said, "I have met senior brother Changsheng."

"Junior brother, you don't have to be polite."

Lan Caishen came back to his senses, waved his hand, pointed at the little flower lying in the spiritual field, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, it will be much more convenient to have this spiritual pig." After a pause, he sighed: "It's a pity that it can't be widely used. Of."

If all spiritual farmers had such a spiritual beast, it would be more convenient to plant spiritual fields.

Li Changsheng nodded in agreement.

Most of the spiritual farmers were monks with poor qualifications and hopeless future. For them, practicing beast control was too difficult, and a good spiritual beast was too expensive. It was really not worth the loss.

Li Changsheng then asked out of curiosity: "Senior brother, why are you here?"

Lan Caishen turned over his hand and took out a piece of bright yellow paper and handed it to him, smiling: "This is your three-acre field deed. It will remain valid as long as Zafeng is still there."

Li Changsheng happily took the Tian deed and read it up and down.

The field deed is very thin, like paper and animal skin, but it has a cool metallic feeling when touched.

After entering the spiritual power, every word is flashing with spiritual light, which looks very extraordinary.

After he played with it for a while, Lan Caishen handed over his hand and said: "I need to return to Zafeng tomorrow, which may take a few days or a few months. By then, junior brother will need to worry more about the spiritual field." "Senior brother, don't worry."

Li Changsheng nodded in agreement and asked with some confusion: "Why did senior brother leave at this time?"

It stands to reason that when the spiritual land is first opened, it is the time when Lan Caishen is needed to take charge.

Li Changsheng frowned and thought to himself, "Did something happen to Zafeng?"

Lan Caishen hesitated for a moment and sighed helplessly: "The beast soul of the sect, the blood-melting lineage, is coming to Zafeng. It is difficult for my father to show up to meet him, so I can only receive him."

"Beast Soul, someone from the Rongxue lineage?"

“It’s not just for that”

Lan Caishen's face was ugly, and he kept silent after saying half a word. He only said: "You just think of two wolves trying to grab a bone." After a pause, he sneered again: "For that bone, although there is no blood, it is still... Lost a lot of hair”

I don’t know if the two of them are getting close, but Lan Caishen kept talking and blurted out: "They are here just to drag another dog in."

Li Changsheng looked stunned and looked at the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Are you serious?

Comparing Zafeng to a dog, he is your father.
Lan Caishen seemed to feel something was wrong, and quickly waved his hand and said: "It's not a dog, it's a wolf. A wolf."

"What about that? You go ahead and don't forget to look after the spiritual field for me."

Faced with Li Changsheng's strange gaze, Lan Caishen left a few words, turned into a light and hurriedly left.

"Beast soul, one bloodline, one bone."

"I have to find time to ask Senior Brother Tan to make sure there are no surprises."

Li Changsheng thought deeply, stepped into the spiritual field, fed Xiao Hua a few handfuls of spiritual rice, and started plowing the field again.

The night was dark, and the moonlight was like frost, covering the top of the mountain.

The edge of the spiritual field.

Li Changsheng unloaded Xiaohua's wooden plow and looked at the three acres of middle-grade spiritual field filled with a layer of spiritual energy mist. He couldn't help but marvel.

The gap between the first-order spiritual field and the second-order spiritual field is too big, no wonder Zaifeng pays so much attention to it.

watched for a while.

Li Changsheng turned around and left, and Xiao Hua followed him wanderingly.

The swarm of feasting insects, led by Ah Da and Ah Er, flew around him.

Just after tea time, one person and one pig returned to the small courtyard.

As soon as I entered the door, there were bursts of bleating sounds in my ears.

"After sorting out the spiritual fields, let's find someone to sell them."

Li Changsheng thought in his mind, unloaded the wooden plow on Xiaohua, cut down a small branch of the smelly sock tree, and turned to enter the kitchen.

Smoke curled up from the kitchen, and the crisp sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.

After feeding the spirit beast, Li Changsheng simply ate some and returned to the third floor of the wooden house.

He stretched out his hand to stroke Xiao Bai, who was becoming more and more lazy, and sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closing his eyes and concentrating, using his spiritual power to open up the spiritual contract veins.

No sleep for one night.

The next day.

Li Changsheng carried the wooden plow to Xiaohua, left the small courtyard, and walked towards the only one-acre second-level high-grade spiritual field.

When we got closer, a deep pool of water came into view.

Hum
At this time, Xiaohua suddenly stopped and stepped on the surrounding soil anxiously.

Li Changsheng turned around, seeing it like this, he patted its head comfortingly, and his thoughts moved slightly.

hum.
The swarms of insects above the head were scattered in all directions, exploring the surroundings.

At this time, in the deep pool behind him, a circle of light water waves suddenly appeared and quickly disappeared.

After a while.

The insect swarm only captured a few ordinary snake beasts, nothing unusual.

Xiao Hua seemed to be soothed by him, and her anxious mood gradually calmed down.

"strangeness.."

Li Changsheng frowned and glanced around. After seeing nothing strange, he suppressed his doubts and took Xiao Hua to the second-level high-grade spiritual field adjacent to the deep pool.

He looked around again worriedly, his thoughts moving slightly.

The swarm of insects fell towards the high-grade spiritual field, which contained only potholes.

Within a moment, the insect swarm rose into the sky.

"what…"

Li Changsheng was surprised: "There is no snake beast."

"Is it because of the snake's breath?"

Glancing at the deep pool beside him, Li Changsheng thought for a while, unloaded the wooden plow, and tied the vines to Xiao Hua.

"箩瓩穩"

Hum
Xiaohua stepped skillfully into the spiritual field, her muscles bulging all over her body, and she stepped forward.

tear
The moment the spiritual field was opened, a stream of crystal white mist rose up and coiled around the spiritual field.

The high-grade spiritual field was several times harder than the middle-grade spiritual field. During this period, the hoe exhausted its spiritual power several times, and it took half an hour to plow a single ridge.

Looking at the ravine surrounded by crystal white mist on the spiritual field.

Li Changsheng was not in a hurry to plow the land again, and moved his spiritual power towards the veins of "Ruijin Technique".

In just a few breaths, the aura of the veins took shape, and a thin golden light spread out from his palm, covering the hoe like running water.

"This should be enough."

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