Under the pull of an invisible force, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered into clouds.
Soon it started to rain lightly.
Thousands of crystal water droplets fell to the ground and were absorbed by the thirsty soil in the blink of an eye. The green seedlings, which were a little scorched by the sun, raised their heads again and regained their true green color.
Every green seedling is eagerly absorbing the nutrients given by heaven and earth. They sway the leaves happily and make rustling sounds when they rub against each other.
Express your joy.
Wang Chen sensed the emotions conveyed by these young sprouts and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
His eyes swept across the spiritual field in front of him, staring at the valley surrounded by clouds and mist in the distance.
A month ago, Wang Chen came to this place called "Feixu Valley" and built a house next to the hillside ten miles away from the valley, and also cultivated thirty acres of spiritual land.
He sat down on a stone next to the field bank, and his thoughts flew back to a month ago.
That day, Wang Chen had just "smuggled" to the Haotian Realm, and encountered a crisis without any accident. He only escaped with the treasure talisman given by the ninth uncle of the Yin family.
Unexpectedly, someone caught up with him and a fierce battle broke out.
The opponent's level of cultivation is higher than that of Wang Chen, and he is equipped with several magic weapons, including talismans and elixirs. He is also a native of Haotian Realm.
It can be said that it has every advantage.
But in the end, he was still killed by Wang Chen’s Vajra Fist!
Winning this battle was thrilling and very lucky.
After killing a powerful enemy, Wang Chen didn't even search for loot for the sake of safety, and drove the Long Yuan Sword to escape.
Finally got rid of this possibly destined crisis.
However, Wang Chen knew very well that the test he faced had just begun, and he didn't know how many difficulties and obstacles there would be in the future.
Haotian Realm is definitely not a paradise!
"Brother Wang!"
A crisp call suddenly interrupted Wang Chen's thoughts.
He followed the sound and saw a commoner boy of thirteen or fourteen years old running along the path.
Behind him was a black and white puppy.
Wang Chen smiled and said: "Xiaohu, why are you here? Don't you have any homework today?"
This young man with a tiger-like head was named Zhang Zhuanghu, and he accidentally encountered him while fleeing.
At that time, this guy was besieged by two monsters. He climbed up a tree and shivered, and was about to lose his life. At the critical moment, Wang Chen came to save him.
It was precisely because of this life-saving grace that Wang Chen was able to gain a foothold here.
Because this area belongs to Feixu Valley’s sphere of influence!
"My homework for today has been completed!"
Zhang Zhuanghu ran up to Wang Chen panting, and took out a basket of peaches from his storage bag like a treasure: "Brother Wang, these are my newly ripened spiritual peaches, please try them quickly!"
Zhang Zhuanghu’s family of five all live in Feixu Valley and are members of Feixu Camp.
Feixu camp belongs to the casual cultivator force, with a number of three to four thousand people, and its leader is a Jindan master.
Zhang Zhuanghu's father, Zhang Mushan, had some status in Feixu Camp. It was with the latter's guarantee that Wang Chen took root outside Feixu Valley, otherwise he would not even be qualified to settle down.
Wang Chen is currently a preliminary member of Feixu Camp. He has to prove that he is not a "little dog" sent by a certain fairy clan. Only by passing the corresponding test can he truly join this casual cultivator force.
In fact, it doesn't matter to Wang Chen whether he can join Feixu Camp.
However, his understanding of Haotian Realm is really limited, and it takes time to slowly integrate into this new world.
Then Feixu Camp is not the worst choice!
"Thanks."
Wang Chen was not polite, he reached for a big juicy peach, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.
The pulp is sweet and luscious, contains abundant spiritual power, and tastes quite good.
"tasty!"
Wang Chen gave a thumbs up.
It's very depressing to say that he originally stored a large amount of spiritual rice and animal meat in the Sumeru Ring.
I never expected that because the laws of the Haotian Realm and the Shanhai Realm are different, not only the talisman elixirs from the Shanhai Realm cannot be used here, but even the food ingredients are no exception.
It’s so out of this world!
As soon as the valuable spiritual rice is taken out of the Sumeru Ring, it will immediately turn black and smelly.
Inedible at all!
This was something Wang Chen had not expected, and Uncle Ninth had never told him before.
Fortunately, Wang Chen killed two monsters when he rescued Zhang Zhuanghu, and with Zhang Mushan's help, he was not hungry during this period.
Wang Chen belongs to the dual cultivation of Dharma and Body. If he wants to keep his body strong, he cannot do it by eating wind and drinking dew.
His usual food intake is quite large.
In order to fill his stomach, Wang Chen purchased some spiritual seeds through Zhang Mushan.
Return to old business.
Wang Chen plans to stay here for a year or two, so it is necessary to set up some camp.
And his best side job is undoubtedly farming!
"Give you all."
Zhang Zhuanghu handed the basket to Wang Chen: "After eating, I still have some at home!"
Wang Chen smiled and shook his head.
The casual cultivators in the Haotian Realm are not much different from those in the Shanhai Realm. They all live a precarious life. Zhang Mushan's family has an old man and a young man, and their life is quite tight.
A basket of spiritual peaches is quite precious.
Seeing that Wang Chen refused, Zhang Zhuanghu twitched his nose and said, "Brother Wang, are you free this evening? My father would like to invite you to sit down and discuss something."
"He shot a little wild boar today..."
The young man couldn't help but lick his lips: "I said I would make carbon-smoked pig for you. Brother Wang, you must come!"
Wang Chen was amused by his salivating look: "Okay then."
"Very good!"
Zhang Zhuanghu was so happy that he stuffed the basket into Wang Chen's arms.
Turn around and run.
"I'll go back and tell dad now!"
The poor little flower dog that just ran over didn't have a moment to catch its breath, and had to turn back with its little master.
It was so anxious that it barked!
Wang Chen smiled and put the spiritual peach into the Sumeru Ring.
At this time, the spiritual clouds above the spiritual field dispersed, and the Yun Yu Jue he had just used was no longer effective.
Although the spells that Wang Chen mastered in the Shanhai Realm can still be used in the Haotian Realm, both the power and duration are far behind.
However, as time went by, Wang Chen became more and more accustomed to the environment of Haotian Realm.
The effectiveness of these spells is gradually enhanced.
All in all, it is developing in a good direction.
Therefore, Wang Chen decided to take it seriously for a period of time, and then make plans after accumulating enough strength.
It is said that the Haotian Realm is vast, and any of the nine states occupied by the human race is larger than the Shanhai Realm.
And Jiuzhou is only a very small part of Haotian Realm!
Wang Chen hopes that one day he will be able to fly in and out of Qingming with his sword and travel all over Haotian with great freedom.
Fang lives up to this life!
Just as he was about to return to his residence, several figures suddenly rushed towards him.