It’s noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping on the soil. Who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is hard work!
Wang Chen rolled up his sleeves and stared at the wild grass growing in the spiritual field, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
You idiots are my enemies!
In this manor that now belongs to him, a total of fifty acres of middle-grade spiritual land have been opened up.
According to the requirements of the General Affairs Office, Wang Chen can only use these spiritual fields to grow yellow rice and black sesame rice.
Both yellow rice and black sesame rice are middle-grade rice. The former has high aura content, and regular consumption has the effect of calming the mind.
Black sesame rice can strengthen the body and increase qi and blood, but its aura content is slightly lower than that of yellow rice.
The prices of the two types of rice are basically the same.
Because this was Wang Chen’s first time cultivating a medium-grade spiritual field.
So he bought both types of rice, planning to plant 25 acres of rice, and make adjustments later depending on the harvest.
Now that we have rice seeds and spiritual fertilizers, we have also mastered the techniques of fertilization and hair growth.
Everything is ready except for the east wind. All we need to do is clear away the weeds and plant seeds.
Catch the last train to Qiuken!
But this is not an easy task.
The fifty acres of spiritual land are exactly five times the acres Wang Chen originally cultivated outside the gate.
The most important thing is that these middle-grade spiritual fields have been abandoned for some time, with all kinds of weeds growing as tall as a person.
Their roots penetrate deeply into the earth and are densely entangled with each other.
Plowing and eradicating requires a lot of effort!
It also takes time.
As a dignified seventh-level qi-training monk, Wang Chen certainly couldn't just work hard like an ordinary farmer.
He wants to make these idiots in front of him understand that he is not someone to be trifled with!
The wind from the mountains blew by, blowing the large clumps of wild grass and making a "rustling" sound.
They were frightened by Wang Chen's murderous intent, some were trembling, and some were crying and begging for mercy.
Clearly aware that the end is coming.
But there were also some who were particularly arrogant. Instead of showing fear and fear, they instead conveyed provocative thoughts to Wang Chen.
Come on, who is afraid of whom?
Grass!
Wang Chen was immediately angered, and his eyes suddenly ignited with fierce flames.
The next moment, he opened the magic formula with his hands and opened his arms, and the magic power in his Dantian was continuously condensed in his palms.
Along with the rising flames, the lifelike fire crows stretched their wings, quickly escaped from Wang Chen's palm, and flew towards the spiritual field in front.
Wang Chen condensed six fire crows in one breath!
These mana-embodied fire crows grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye they became the size of a falcon. The fire wings spread out to the left and right more than seven feet, and they rushed towards the weeds with scorching flames.
Although the weeds that invade the spiritual field are tougher and stronger than ordinary weeds, they will instantly turn into ashes when exposed to flames, leaving them with no ability to resist.
And more weeds were ignited by the sweeping heat.
The fire spread in all directions under the influence of the mountain wind!
Wang Chen smiled ferociously and moved forward step by step.
Six fire crows circled and swooped around him, destroying more weeds.
A prairie fire has already begun!
Relying on the powerful control brought by the master-level Fire Crow Technique, Wang Chen felt like a terrifying demon king who had stepped into the novice village, wielding the Death Fire Scythe, ruthlessly harvesting the lv1 flowers and plants.
The surviving weeds and flowers were crying helplessly. They hugged each other tightly, trying to resist the raging flames with their weak bodies.
However, it is meaningless and unable to escape, they are destined to become ashes in the fertile fields!
In fact, there are countless bugs hiding in the grass and soil that are unlucky. When the fire sweeps through, it is too late for them to escape, and they are ashes along with them.
A light drizzle fell.
The water droplets extinguished the embers in the spiritual field and also reduced the high temperature caused by the fire.
The rain also mixed the thick vegetation ash into black mud.
These are all good spiritual fertilizers.
Let you have fun!
Wang Chen, who had just used the Cloud and Rain Technique to extinguish the fire, looked with satisfaction at the large burned-out spiritual field in front of him.
All the weeds have been swept away by him.
It only took a moment to go back and forth!
Wang Chen felt that he could definitely add the honorary title of "Weed Destroyer".
But he knows it very well.
As a spiritual planter, the war between myself and weeds has just begun.
Although the weeds on the surface have disappeared and turned into ashes, in fact their roots are still hidden deep in the soil, and they can grow new seedlings as long as they are moistened by rain and dew.
The fire cannot be burned out, but the clouds and rain are urging it to rise again!
Those weeds that dare to shout at him rely on this ability.
As long as one of their lush roots is not destroyed, it can be reborn!
Then there is no way to completely eliminate the root cause?
Wang Chen believes that there is, but the price must be very high, and it is completely worth the loss.
It’s a pity that he is not worthy of the fairy version of paraquat!
After thinking for a while, Wang Chen reached out and took a picture of a small grass growing beside the field.
This little grass luckily escaped being burned by the flames, but unexpectedly, it was caught by the big devil again.
It quietly bent down, sending a flattering message to Wang Chen.
Interesting little thing.
In fact, when he just traveled to this world and began to assume the role of the original owner Ling Zhifu, Wang Chen discovered that he could keenly sense the emotions of plants and trees, especially Ling Dao.
The saying that grass and trees are merciless is obviously not true in this world.
But Wang Chen felt.
This ability is probably his own hidden talent!
Be a human being in your next life.
As his thoughts came to his mind, Wang Chen lightly twisted his fingertips and activated the withering technique.
This small grass stuck to the soil grew at an alarming speed in an instant.
Its stems climb upward section by section, and its leaves spread out from side to side.
The thin tendrils growing out from the roots were like the tentacles of an octopus, tightly wrapped around Wang Chen's fingers.
She even tried to get into his skin!
However, in the blink of an eye, after just a few breaths, this weed lost all its vitality.
Withered and turned into ashes falling.
[Withering Art·Experience +1]
Wang Chen has always felt that the Withered Rong Technique is a very wonderful spell.
Although its level is very low, ordinary spiritual cultivators or monks can master it.
Wang Chen only spent five spiritual stones to learn this spell.
But the withering technique is very special.
It can greatly speed up the growth of flowers and trees, and can also condense the life of a grass into a few breaths.
Life, death and glory in a single thought!
Although this spell cannot be used to grow spiritual rice, magical medicines and spiritual materials.
But the Taoist charm contained in it is completely beyond the level of the spell itself.
Wang Chen called out the Immortal Cultivation Panel and checked the skill bar.
[Withering Art (Mastery): 25/200]
The proficiency of this skill was something he had gained casually in the past.
For example, when plowing the fields, if you see a certain weed that makes you feel unhappy, you can use the wither spell to kill it.
The weeding effect is quite good.
But it doesn't make any sense.
Because using the Withering Technique will not only affect his daily practice, but also consume a lot of mana.
There are so many weeds in the spiritual field.
Coupled with mountain winds, birds and animals will also bring new grass species.
Therefore, no spiritual planter will use wither to solve the problem of weeds.
That's almost like hitting a mosquito with a cannon!
But Wang Chen wanted to try.
Now that the spiritual fields have not been plowed and the rice seeds have not been sown, it is undoubtedly the best time.
The premise is that he upgrades the withering technique to a level that can solve the problem.
Dacheng? Grandmaster? Dzogchen?
Wang Chen's current moral points are just enough to add points three times!
He sat down by the edge of the field and photographed weeds one after another.
[Withering Art·Experience +1]
[Withering Art·Experience +1]
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Once you focus on it, your skill proficiency will immediately increase!
When the magic power in Wang Chen's Dantian was almost exhausted, he immediately drew the spiritual power from the Evil Killing Net on his arm.
Converted into pure mana.
"嘤嘤!"
Wang Chen was brushing vigorously when Little Yuanyuan flew along the field ridge and jumped on top of him.
After settling in his new home, Wang Chen let the little guy roam free.
Let it roam freely in the manor.
The inner mountain gate is really much safer than the outer mountain gate.
There are neither wild monsters nor evil spirits here, and there is no possibility of invasion by bandits.
After touching the little guy, Wang Chen said, "You can play by yourself, daddy is very busy now."
Yuanyuan nodded obediently, then jumped to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it burrowed into the soil and disappeared.
Wang Chen was not worried at all.
There is a spiritual connection between Wang Chen and Yuanyuan. As long as the little guy doesn't run too far, he can be aware of the latter's condition at any time, or call it back.
He picked up a piece of grass again and continued to practice the withered beauty technique.