Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp

Sinongdian had two choices for Ling Zhifu, who went to Shiwanda Mountain to open up wasteland.

The first is to plant high-grade spiritual fields that have been cultivated, with the number of acres ranging from ten to thirty acres.

The second is to reclaim wasteland and turn it into spiritual fields.

It is not easy to cultivate a spiritual field. You need to use spiritual nourishing techniques to warm and nourish the soil so that it can absorb the spiritual energy floating in the air.

Quite time consuming and laborious.

This is why the sect's rent is so high and why so many outer disciples are eager to become spiritual farmers.

Naturally, the sect also provides subsidies in this aspect.

Spiritual planters who are willing to open up wasteland can give priority to a small mountain peak instead of the plains at the foot of the mountain.

After all, the spiritual energy on the mountain peaks is much higher than that on the plains.

Secondly, there are also discounts when it comes to renting.

Especially in the early stage when the spiritual fields have not been cultivated, rent is basically not collected.

After the cultivation is completed, corresponding spiritual seeds will be provided.

Xia Chen naturally chose the second option.

Soon, Yue Qing sent a contract document.

"The barren mountain you are reclaiming is the Qingzhu Peak of Ziyun Mountain. There is no need to rent in the first three years. The number of acres of land reclaimed in the next three years must be more than ten acres, otherwise the Sinong Palace will take back the barren mountain."

Xia Chen read the contract document carefully and found that there were no flaws, so he signed his name.

"There are many poisonous insects, snakes, and rats in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Junior Brother Xia should bring more detoxifying pills, miasma-removing pills and the like when he goes there." Yue Qing kindly warned.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yue!"

Xia Chen bowed his hands and then left the Sinong Hall.

Returning to the Xuzihao shanty town, he began to pack up his belongings and put everything in the wallpaper house.

Even daily necessities such as bamboo beds, bamboo houses, bamboo stools, and bamboo tables were not left behind.

After all, Qingzhu Mountain is a barren mountain, so don't expect caves or anything like that. You need to build them yourself.

If he wasn't afraid of causing trouble, he would be ready to shrink the bamboo house and pack it away together.

At noon the next day, Xia Chen hosted a banquet for several close neighbors, such as Zhang Wang and others.

Even Zhou Hai was invited.

After all, he is the captain of the night watch team in the Xuzihao shantytown, so he still needs to do superficial exercises.

After eating, Xia Chen left the shanty town and headed to Shiwan Mountain, eight hundred miles away.

Just thirty miles away from the Cuiwei Mountains, he felt someone following him.

"Captain Zhou, you are following me sneakily. Could it be that you don't want to let your little brother leave?" Xia Chen laughed loudly.

There was silence.

"If you don't come out, you'll really have no chance!"

After five breaths, a monk wearing a mask flew not far away.

He took off the mask, and it turned out to be Zhou Hai who had been drinking and chatting just now!

"I have been to the Chenziha shantytown in Xiaocangshan, and there is no one named Li Gui at all. It seems that Li Gui and you are one and the same!"

Zhou Hai sneered and said, "No wonder you and 'Li Gui' didn't appear at the same time!"

"As a member of the Xuzihao shantytown, why does Captain Zhou want to kill people again and again?"

Xia Chen sighed.

"The year before last, you were just a waste at the third level of Qi Refining. Now you have become a spiritual planter. You can also change your appearance and possess a fire magic weapon. It seems that you have received the inheritance of a great monk. If you hand it over, I might I can spare your life!"

Zhou Hai said coldly.

Xia Chen asked with great interest: "Since you think I have an adventure, why do you dare to come alone? Aren't you afraid that I will get some powerful magic weapon and talisman?"

"You have adventures, but I don't?"

Zhou Hai laughed, patted the yellow clothes on his body, and suddenly wisps of hazy smoke clouds enveloped him, making it difficult to see clearly.

"This is a top-grade robe with unparalleled defensive power. I got it by chance. What can you do to me?"

"High-grade robes?"

Xia Chen was slightly startled.

The robes are inherently rarer than ordinary magic weapons, and even ordinary monks in the foundation-building stage are expected to own a top-grade robe.

However, he nodded and said with a smile: "This robe is not bad, but I don't like wearing clothes of the dead!"

"court death!"

Zhou Hai was furious, he squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and suddenly there was a sword light, like thunder and lightning, shining in the void, and slashed towards Xia Chen head-on.

It is clearly a middle-grade magic weapon.

Xia Chen also took out a green-edged long sword and swung it repeatedly. The magic power passed through the sword body and condensed into a sword light with extremely lethal power. It penetrated directly and the entire area was enveloped by the sword light.

This is also a middle-grade magic sword, which was originally obtained from the ugly-faced monk.

The two only took over for a short time, but they were already making judgments.

Xia Chen's green-edged sword is unpredictable. In just a few breaths, he can chop, chop, cut, press, wash, stab, pick, drill, spin...

Concentrate the power on one point every time, without any waste.

This is the "Wanhua Guiyuan Sword Technique", which was tailor-made for him by a computer pencil.

Although Zhou Hai has a middle-grade magic sword, he only practices the most ordinary "Yimu Sword Technique". How can he fight against it?

However, this high-grade robe is really powerful. No matter how sharp and sharp Xia Chen's sword light is, it can never break through the protection of the smoke and cloud.

This made Zhou Hai extremely arrogant and continued to verbally abuse him.

Xia Chen also got angry. He raised his right hand and a wallpaper appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a golden "crutch" flew out of the wallpaper, its light was dazzling, and it hit the smoke cloud hard.

Zhou Hai only felt a strong force coming from the smoke, which shocked his internal organs and made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What kind of magic weapon is this and why is it so heavy?"

He was shocked.

But the golden "crutches" came like raindrops one after another.

Zhou Hai had no choice but to do his best to activate the high-grade robes on his body.

But as the force grew stronger, the smoke clouds could no longer hold up and dissipated!

Bang!

The golden "crutch" hit Zhou Hai hard on the back. He felt his eyes go dark and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Don't kill me!"

Just when Xia Chen sacrificed the bamboo horse and killed him in one fell swoop, Zhou Hai begged for mercy.

"Don't kill me, as long as you spare my life, I can give you anything!"

Zhou Hai was completely scared.

Each strike of the golden cane was like a hill.

If he were hit again, he would probably be beaten into a pulp.

"Oh? Seriously?"

Xia Chen seemed to be a little moved.

"If you let me go, this storage bag will be yours, and inside will be all my treasures!" Zhou Hai took out a gray bag.

Xia Chen nodded and said: "After all, you are the captain of the night watch team recognized by Sinong Palace. It is indeed inappropriate to kill you. Hand over your storage bag and high-grade robes and I will spare your life!"

Zhou Hai breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He quickly took off his cassock and handed it in along with the storage bag.

Xia Chen put away the two things with a wave of his hand, and then left with the words "take care of yourself" and left.

Looking at Xia Chen disappearing into the sky, Zhou Hai's eyes revealed a murderous intent:

"This matter is never over! I can't do anything to you, but there is always someone who can kill you!"

At this moment, not far away, a two-foot-long, inconspicuous green grass shook its leaves, and dozens of sword energy burst out.

Suddenly Zhou Hai was shot into a sieve.

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