The summer wind blows over the hills, blowing the rice that thrives in the spiritual fields, and the green leaves dance with it, showing its vitality.
Wang Chen stood by the field ridge wearing a straw hat, looking at dozens of acres of spiritual rice growing well, feeling joy in his heart.
It has been more than two months since he arrived in Haotian Realm, and Wang Chen has gradually integrated into this new world.
It's just that his way of integrating is different from most people. He clears wasteland and cultivates fields until sunrise and lives there at sunset. He does farm work that other monks disdain, but he enjoys it.
It seems very different.
But Wang Chen himself knows very well that he has a unique talent in spiritual planting.
The rice planted and cultivated by Wang Chen himself is alive and contains a little bit of spirituality.
He can feel the joy, joy, sadness, pain and fear of the rice plants.
Wang Chen can also use his own way to soothe their emotions and help them solve the problems they encounter.
Until the rice is ripe!
And in this communication process that outsiders could not imagine, Wang Chen felt a hint of the aura of heaven and earth, the wonder of nature.
This greatly accelerated his integration into Haotian Realm!
Therefore, after practicing, Wang Chen devoted more time to taking care of the spiritual field.
Find your own "Tao" in the new world.
Suddenly Wang Chen's ears twitched and his eyes turned to a piece of spiritual rice a hundred steps away.
There was a strange movement there.
Without any hesitation, he immediately thrust his sword finger out from the air.
A ray of pale golden Gengjin sword energy instantly shot out from his finger, shot a hundred steps away with lightning speed, and then split into three beams silently.
Three iron-helmeted locusts lurking among the rice leaves all had their heads pierced.
The Iron Helmet Locust is a spiritual field pest unique to the Haotian Realm. Its body is covered with a shell similar to iron armor. It has high defense, is good at sneaking and camouflage, and has strong jumping ability.
This kind of pest often appears in groups of three or five. It can be said that it is very difficult to deal with the pests if they change places and rely on their own jumping ability to play hide and seek with Ling Zhifu.
However, they were in bad luck when they encountered Wang Chen.
When Lingdao encounters danger, he will ask Wang Chen for help. Once Wang Chen's consciousness is swept away, no pests can escape.
He activated Yuan Geng's fingers with his inner sword energy, and even if the spirit monster bumped into it, let alone a mere monster insect, it would still be unable to eat it.
In fact, while Wang Chen was killing insects, he was also practicing better swordsmanship.
Sword light differentiates!
One becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes thousands!
This is a very advanced kendo skill, and Wang Chen has just started to learn it.
Although he does not have a sword in his hand, the sword hidden in his body, the Knowledge Sea Yun Sword, can still inspire the true sword energy.
The three-headed iron-helmeted locust was completely dead, and its body fell to the ground with a snapping sound.
The next moment, delicate roots quickly emerged from the mud layer and tightly wrapped around the locust corpse.
In the blink of an eye it was dragged underground and disappeared.
The rice leaves rustled together, conveying gratitude and joy to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen smiled.
The creatures in this Haotian Realm are indeed very different. Even spiritual rice can eat meat and likes to eat meat!
The dozens of acres of spiritual land he has reclaimed are now all planted with bijing rice.
Bijing rice belongs to the second-level spiritual rice. It is said that it is widely planted in Haotian Jiuzhou. It has high yield and is resistant to drought. It is the variety preferred by new spiritual farmers.
Thanks to Zhang Mushan who gave him a copy of "Introduction to Haotian Lingzhi", otherwise Wang Chen really didn't know that this kind of rice actually needs to be fed with meat from time to time, otherwise the output would be greatly reduced.
A few unfortunate iron-helmed locusts are not even appetizers.
Bijaponica rice can be grown two seasons a year, and when it begins to ear, corresponding fertilizer needs to be added.
Although there is still some time before earing, Wang Chen also has to consider the issue of fertilizer reserves.
Just as Wang Chen was thinking about going out hunting, suddenly a stream of light pierced the sky and swooped down towards his location.
The momentum is menacing, and the one who comes is not good!
Wang Chen's eyes narrowed and he put his hands in his sleeves, ready to fight at any time.
The light dispersed, and a small airship appeared and landed not far from Wang Chen.
Wang Chen noticed that the four characters "Yongle Patrol" were clearly branded on the hull of the ship!
The language and characters used in the Haotian Realm were no different from those in the Shanhai Realm. Wang Chen could not mistake these four seal scripts, and he suddenly felt awe-inspiring.
Zhang Mushan once told him that Yongle Immortal City would send out inspection teams every once in a while to check out the casual cultivators within its sphere of influence, and would arrest them on the spot if they found any unscrupulous people.
Those who resist will be killed without mercy.
Speaking of the patrol team from Fairy City, Zhang Mushan sounded quite disgusted.
He said these guys are iron-helmed locusts!
At this moment, the cabin door opened, and five or six locusts, no, five or six monks in dark gray uniforms filed out.
Wang Chen was instantly surrounded by people!
One of the tall and thin monks looked at Wang Chen with a sinister look in his eyes, as if he had been quenched with poison.
"Master Zhu, that's him!"
A horse-faced monk rushed out from behind, pointed at Wang Chen and said, "I suspect he is a gangster from the lower world!"
This person is surprisingly Li Chengdong from Feixu Camp!
The tall and thin monk snorted: "Get it for me!"
"yes!"
Several monks who surrounded Wang Chen responded in unison and wanted to arrest Wang Chen without any reason!
"Wait!"
How could Wang Chen be captured without hesitation?
He immediately showed his nameplate of a casual cultivator: "The lower cultivator has been naturalized and is definitely not a gangster in the lower world. Please be aware of this!"
Seeing the nameplate in Wang Chen's hand, Li Chengdong suddenly felt like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his whole hair exploded: "How is it possible? It must be fake, fake!"
"Please inspect it, sir!"
Wang Chen respectfully offered it to the tall and thin monk with both hands.
The latter looked at him deeply and reached out to grab the casual cultivator's nameplate.
As the two of them exchanged hands, a storage bag fell silently into the sleeve of the lanky monk.
The tall and thin monk weighed the nameplate and seemed to be thinking about something.
Then his expression became much gentler: "Wang Chen, right? Well, your identity is correct, you are not a gangster."
Then he handed the nameplate back to Wang Chen: "It's a misunderstanding."
Wang Chen suddenly felt relieved: "Your Excellency is wise."
Li Chengdong next to him was dumbfounded: "This, how is this possible..."
If Wang Chen had already been naturalized, how could he still be farming and reclaiming wasteland outside?
You have all the qualifications to enter Feixu Camp!
"How brave!"
The tall and thin monk turned against him: "Li Chengdong, why do you falsely accuse others?"
"I don't dare!"
Li Chengdong was so frightened that he lost his mind and kept saying: "Xia Xiu, Xiu Xiu is right!"
"Are you justified?"
The tall and thin monk sneered: "He has more reasons!"
"take away!"
As a result, the monks who originally came to arrest Wang Chen now arrested Li Chengdong and took him back to the spaceship.
Wang Chen watched the patrol airship take off and let out a sigh of relief.
