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Chapter 10 Universal Tent
One acre of rice field is enough to plant thirty acres of rice.

After being stimulated by the Herbal Secret, the Yuling rice seeds began to sprout, densely packed together, a patch of light green.

The rice seedling raising period takes about ten days.

During this period, you should often use the herbal secrets and growth-promoting techniques to ensure the spirituality of the seedlings so that they can thrive.

During these ten days, the spiritual farmers have to stay in the fields day and night.

The main purpose is to prevent robbers from coming to steal the seedlings and then selling them to spiritual farmers in other shanty towns at a low price.

The wasteland is vast and boundless, with twelve shanty towns alone and thousands of spiritual farmers.

Therefore, Jie Xiu could easily digest the stolen seedlings.

For spiritual farmers, rice seedlings represent the hope for the year and must not be lost.

Most shantytowns will choose to form night patrol teams to patrol at night and check the spiritual fields.

Once a spiritual farmer discovers that someone is stealing his seedlings, he can send a signal to attract the night patrol.

Xia Chen's cultivation level is at the third level of Qi Refining, so naturally he is not qualified to join the night patrol team.

However, he also paid a low-grade spirit stone to the night patrol as "protection fee".

Otherwise, you will not get the protection of the Night Watch.

The original owner used to grow dry rice, which could be sown directly in the soil, so even the robbers could not plunder it.

After all, you can't just use a shovel to dig them up one by one, right?

Rice seedlings are different. They grow in water-filled nursery fields in a very dense pattern. You can bring out more than a dozen plants with just a handful.

The robber cultivators who steal the rice seedlings all have their own unique magic weapon, which is usually a space magic weapon similar to a storage bag, with extremely strong suction power.

If you put it close to the seedlings, it won’t take long before all the seedlings of an acre are rolled away.

"Luckily I won the universal tent the day before yesterday!"

Inside the bamboo house, Xia Chen conjured up a treasure bag and pulled out a small tent from it. It was triangular in shape and didn't look very big.

The entrance is narrow, and a fat person may not be able to get in.

But after entering, you will find that there is a different world inside, with a wide space, which is even bigger than his bamboo house.

Several Lingdan tribes and their childhood sweethearts must be taken away.

These guys are big eaters and need to be fed every day.

After setting up the tent on the edge of the field, Xia Chen entered it.

In the corner of the tent, there is a control panel with many colorful buttons.

Xia Chen had already understood the usage of this item through the system, and immediately pressed the blue button.

Suddenly, the originally yellow tarpaulin became transparent, revealing the scenery outside.

After pressing the green button, two tubes instantly appeared at the bottom of the tent and continued to rise, raising it to a height of ten meters.

The scenery in the distance is in full view.

Even places that are too far away to be seen clearly can be seen in all the details by zooming in on the image.

In addition, there are many other functions, such as the ability to switch the scenes inside the tent at will, turning it into a hotel, KTV, gym, bathhouse, etc.

Xia Chen will spend the next ten days in this tent.

From the outside, it looked like just a simple, narrow cloth shed built on two thin poles, so there was no need to worry about attracting attention.

In the tent, the childhood sweetheart, who had just finished eating two pieces of spiritual cake, was lying on the carpet, swinging his bamboo legs leisurely.

Ever since it tasted the deliciousness of the spiritual cake, it has lost all interest in worldly food.

Recently, Zhuma has become obsessed with Jinyuandan.

After eating a few, a few golden lines appeared on his body, which were very light and could not be seen without careful observation. If Xia Chen had not stopped him, this guy could have eaten the entire Jinyuan Dan clan.

Looking at the lazy childhood friend, Xia Chen said unhappily, "Go outside and drive away the spirit birds, lest they peck at the rice seedlings!"

"call out!"

Zhuma tilted his head, obviously unwilling to go out.

Xia Chen didn't indulge him, so he threw him out of the tent and said, "From today on, we will distribute according to work. If you don't work, you won't get any spiritual cakes to eat!"

Two streams of white gas spurted out of Zhumaqi's nose like a steam engine, but there was no way, it could not defeat Xia Chen.

He had no choice but to vent his anger on a spiritual bird that was foraging in a paddy field not far away. He jumped three feet high and startled a flock of spiritual egrets.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sound of frogs can be heard.

Xia Chen closed his eyes and meditated, practicing the "Eternal Spring Kung Fu".

Now, with the help of spirit stones and spirit gathering pills, he has reached the threshold of the fourth level of Qi Refining and is only one step away from a breakthrough.

The main reason is that his skills are too poor, otherwise with so many resources, he would have broken through long ago.

There was no conversation that night and nothing unusual happened.

This went on until the third day.

In the early morning, Xia Chen suddenly heard a strange noise.

He hurried out of the tent to check, but found that there was nothing unusual outside, and there was no shortage of seedlings in the rice field below.

After careful investigation, I found that it was coming from the tarpaulin screen.

Xia Chen enlarged the picture to see it more clearly, but it was pitch dark and he couldn't see anything.

The next day, he learned from Wang Wu, who worked in the neighboring fields, that Li Li, a spiritual farmer in the shantytown, had been killed by robbers and the rice seedlings he had cultivated had also been wiped out.

"Didn't Li Li send out fireworks signals?" Xia Chen asked.

Wang Wu sighed and said, "Li Li's twenty acres of spiritual farmland is in the west, and when the incident happened, the night patrol was patrolling in the east, so they had no time to rush over!"

Xia Chen frowned. Although there were hundreds of spiritual farmers in the Xu-shaped shantytown, most of them went to the fields to grow dry rice such as Golden Pearl Rice, which was not worth stealing.

The remaining thirty spiritual farmers are responsible for planting spiritual fields close to the Cuiwei Mountains, where the spiritual soil is of high quality, and therefore they grow rice.

Therefore, the number of spiritual fields that the night patrol team is responsible for patrolling is not as many as imagined.

"Li Li is at least a fifth-level Qi Refining expert. He has been cultivating spiritual fields for fifty years. He must have a lot of life-saving items like amulets. How could he not be able to hold out until the night patrol team arrives?"

Xia Chen always felt that something was fishy, ​​but he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only be secretly alert in his heart.

That night, the moon was dark, the wind was strong, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Xia Chen meditated and practiced as usual.

The bamboo horse next to it was sleeping soundly. It had just eaten two Jinyuan Pills, and there were more golden patterns on its emerald green body.

"Ok?"

Xia Chen suddenly saw a hint of green fluorescence on the screen in the south, which was hazy and unclear.

He quickly controlled the screen and enlarged that area.

Upon closer inspection, it was a figure made up of green phosphorescent light, with disheveled hair covering the face. The whole person was floating in the air, without feet, just like a ghost!

"This is a ghost... no, it's an evil spirit!"

After an ordinary mortal dies, if his resentment is too heavy, there is a very small probability that he will turn into a ghost and wreak havoc on the world. Even the so-called warriors are far from being able to defeat him, and only cultivators can destroy him.

The spirit of a cultivator is powerful. If he dies tragically or unjustly, and then absorbs the negative energy between heaven and earth, he will turn into a being that surpasses evil spirits. That is evil!
The evil spirits possess many incredible abilities and can easily devour the spirit, energy, blood and flesh of monks. They are extremely cruel and terrifying!
"No wonder Li Li couldn't hold on until the night patrol team arrived, it turns out he encountered an evil spirit!" Xia Chen's face was solemn.

(End of this chapter)