Longevity: Start by refreshing your entries through farming.

Chapter 8 Crazy Howling Monkey

At the end of October, autumn begins to take hold.

The cool autumn wind blows in.

A layer of dead leaves had accumulated in the woods. When the wind blew, they swirled and flew up, then scattered wantonly, covering the path that spiraled up the mountain.

However, it also obscured several abnormal traces on the trail...

The spiritual rice of the third season has already produced spiritual rice ears.

In another month, we will be able to harvest.

Everyone gradually forgot about the turmoil that happened some time ago.

In the hundreds of acres of golden spiritual fields on the hillside, there are busy figures of spiritual farmers.

The importance of this last season's spiritual rice production to these spiritual farmers is self-evident.

Seeing that the harvest was just around the corner, the spiritual farmers dared not relax for a moment and worked in the spiritual fields almost every day.

Stay close.

In Qin Ming's Golden Spirit Rice Field in the third season, only one entry of 'weak mana' appeared.

His idea of ​​ripening the 'animal tooth rice' as quickly as possible also failed.

He looked at the four entries in the Beast Fang Rice Spirit Field in front of him and felt very jealous.

[Name]: Beast Fang Rice [Term]: Advanced Spirit Rain Art x5 (maturity 28%)

[Name]: Beast Tooth Rice [Term]: Quality improvement x1 (maturity 26%)

[Name]: Animal Tooth Rice [Term]: Ripening x5 (maturity 33%)

Moreover, the news that he had cultivated animal-tooth rice spread quickly, and some people in the market town had begun to pay attention to the situation on his one acre of land.

He had no choice but to wait.

Currently, there are three 'weak mana' entries in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Ming was in the spiritual field, practicing the Spiritual Rain Technique to bring rain.

I heard footsteps approaching from behind.

He became alert.

He immediately retracted his spell and looked back.

A young monk in a white robe appeared in his sight, carrying a small bamboo basket on his back.

"It's actually the Sudanese division."

'What is he doing here?'

Just when Qin Ming was confused.

Master Sudan walked straight towards him and said straight to the point, "Fellow Daoist Qin, I heard that you succeeded in growing animal tooth rice?"

Qin Ming quickly bowed to Master Sudan and said modestly, "It was a lucky success."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, there is no need to be so reserved. I came here for the companion item of the Beast Fang Rice - the Red Spirit Dew."

Qin Ming heard it for the first time and was greatly surprised.

Master Sudan explained: "This Red Spirit Dew is a relatively rare alchemy auxiliary ingredient that can be used to adjust the properties of medicines. Not many people know about it."

Say it.

Master Sudan came to the vicinity of the Beast Tooth Rice Spirit Field and began to observe carefully.

He walked around the spiritual field, holding his chin in thought.

a long time.

Master Sudan said to Qin Ming in amazement, "Fellow Daoist Qin, to be honest, your cultivation of the beast tooth rice is beyond my expectation. The quality after maturity should not be too bad. It seems that you have a unique secret recipe for cultivation."

Qin Ming sighed in his heart: I don’t have a secret recipe, but I do have a secret that I can’t tell you.

Master Sudan gently pushed aside the leaves at the top of a plant of Artemisia selengensis.

He waved his hand, motioning Qin Ming to come over and take a look.

When Qin Ming got closer, he saw a drop of dew as red as blood hidden at the base of the leaf.

"So this is the Red Spirit Dew."

Qin Ming suddenly realized.

If Master Sudan hadn't told him, he really wouldn't have known about it, and it wasn't even recorded in the book on spiritual plants.

"Taking this red spiritual dew will not have any effect on the spiritual plant itself."

"It just so happens that I can use it when refining pills."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, can you allow me to collect some?"

"I can buy it with ten spirit stones."

Master Sudan asked calmly.

"Master Sultan, you are joking. Since this spiritual dew is useful to you, just take some."

How could Qin Ming ask him to pay with spirit stones? He was more than happy to have a relationship with such a promising alchemist.

What's more, he got a Qi-restoring pill from the other party for free last time, so he just went with the flow and did the other party a favor.

"In that case, I won't refuse." After saying this, Master Sudan took out a jade porcelain bottle and was about to collect the Red Spirit Dew.

Rustle!

Swish, swish, swish! In the surrounding woods, the treetops began to tremble wildly!
It seemed as if some beast was jumping in the woods, heading straight towards the several hundred acres of spiritual fields!

When Master Sudan heard the noise, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

"what's the situation?"

Qin Ming's expression changed and he subconsciously took out a golden amulet. He frowned and had a bad feeling.

The spiritual farmers on the mountain also discovered the abnormalities around them.

They all stopped what they were doing.

Suddenly!

Before they could react.

“Squeak – squeak – squeak –”

One after another, shrill cries echoed among the spiritual fields on the hillside.

Dozens of monkeys covered with sick and weird hair suddenly jumped out of the woods!
The aura emanating from some of the monsters was even stronger.

It turned out to be a mid-stage first-order monster!
"Oh no! It's a crazy howling monkey!" Master Sudan seemed to recognize this monster.

He slapped his storage bag, and a set of formation flags appeared in his hands. He immediately cast a spell and threw them to the ground.

A light blue light shield with a range of two meters suddenly appeared under his feet and enveloped him.

Master Sudan spoke at a very fast speed, shouting at Qin Ming: "The golden talisman is useless, come in quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming entered the cover without hesitation.

Instantly, the noise outside was isolated.

Qin Ming hurriedly looked towards the nearby spiritual field.

Wherever he looked, he could hear the roars of crazy howling monkeys, and arc-shaped sound waves spread out from the monkeys' mouths in all directions.

I only saw that once the low-level spiritual farmers were hit by the sound waves, their eyes immediately turned red, their faces became hideous, and they looked like crazy.

They actually started attacking and fighting each other!

All of a sudden.

The spiritual field was in chaos, and a lot of unripe spiritual rice was wasted on the ground.

A spiritual farmer in the middle stage of Qi training was about to cast his magic sword to escape, but his spell was interrupted by the sound wave and he fell directly from mid-air.

Whoosh!
A crazy howling monkey, which was a circle larger than the ordinary monkeys, jumped up from the spiritual field!

Its movements are extremely swift!
In an instant, he grabbed the spiritual farmer, bared his scarlet fangs, and bit off his neck with one bite.

Bright red blood spurts out!

Before the spiritual farmer died, there was still a look of fear on his face.

“Squeak – squeak – squeak –”

A sharp and piercing whistle echoed in the mountains.

Qin Ming's scalp went numb as he watched the bloody and cruel scene.

His heart was pounding and he wanted to run away without any hesitation.

If you lose your magical rice, you can plant it again, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

But he suddenly stopped and thought carefully, "If I leave the range of the Sudanese Master's formation now, I will definitely be hit, and my fate will not be much better than that spiritual farmer."

I hesitated for a moment.

Qin Ming turned around and found that although Master Sudan's face was not very good, he did not show any sign of being too out of control.

'Is he very confident in his formation?'

More than a few thoughts flashed through his mind.

His expression was a little complicated.

"Don't panic, my formation can hold off those beasts for a while." Master Sudan obviously saw Qin Ming's thoughts and spoke.

"This is a crazy howling monkey. The most powerful thing about it is the sonic attack from its mouth. It is very strange and can capture people's hearts and minds. It is hard to defend against."

"Hold them off for a while, the people from Lingyu Sect should be able to support us soon."

He had just finished speaking.

Seven or eight crazy howling monkeys began to gather together, and actually surrounded the two of them and pounced on them fiercely!

Among them, there was even the first-stage mid-stage crazy howling monkey that had just bit Ling Nong to death.

Eight at once?

Now, Division Sudan’s expression also changed.

Qin Ming watched these crazy howling monkeys running around in the spiritual field recklessly.

We will soon reach his spiritual field.

Qin Ming immediately slapped his storage bag, a look of determination in his eyes.

A small copper bell appeared in his hand.

Qin Ming made a hand gesture and the small bell magic weapon instantly turned into a big bell, fixed in the air in front of him.

It is the art of driving away beasts!

"A competition of voices, eh? Let's see who has the loudest voice!"

(End of this chapter)