Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Suspended above the Lingtian, Wang Chen pinched the formula with his hands.

As his mana was activated, the water vapor that filled the surrounding space quickly gathered and condensed into churning clouds.

A drizzle of rain followed.

Although the rain does not contain the slightest aura of heaven and earth, the pure yin energy contained in it is the best tonic for nourishing Sanying Valley.

Sanying Valley should actually be called Sanyin Valley, relying on negative water, air and soil to reproduce and grow.

And what Wang Chen just cast was the Ling Zhifu spell that he had mastered a long time ago, but he had hardly used it since then—spring wind turning rain into fertilization.

Because the number of times this spell is cast is very small, it is only at the level of Xiaocheng at present.

But enough.

Grain seeds moistened by the rain sank silently into the soil.

Strips of thin white roots then broke out of the shell, deriving deeper into the soil layer.

A little emerald green shoots sprouted thereafter!

In just one stick of incense, the hundred acres of spiritual fields are already full of grain seedlings.

These emerald green sprouts undoubtedly added a touch of color to this gloomy world.

But Wang Chen is very aware of their fragility.

Sowing is just the beginning.

Next, Wang Chen sprinkled thorn seeds as thick as a thumb around the Lingtian.

The two tips are round in the middle, and the surface is covered with black sharp thorns, which are very thorny.

This is the seed of black iron wattle.

But this time, Wang Chen applied the withering technique to every seed he planted.

Compared with the spring wind and rain fertilization technique, Wang Chen's attainments in the dry glory technique are undoubtedly much stronger.

A black iron wattle seed began to grow as soon as it entered the soil, and quickly pulled out a slender vine to extend towards the periphery.

It desperately sucked the nutrients in the soil and the Yin Qi around it, and became thick at an alarming speed.

The green vine branches turned black in the blink of an eye, the skin became tough, and sharp thorns grew out.

After half a cup of tea, gorgeous flowers bloomed among the thorn bushes.

The flowers have thick petals covered in spots of purple, blue and pink.

And the stamens exude a rich and sweet aroma.

A small insect flying from not far away was lured by the fragrance of the flower and landed on the stamen.

As a result, the blooming petals close together in an instant.

When the petals opened again, the insect had disappeared.

Under Wang Chen's control, the black iron wattles blossomed one after another, entering a state of full bloom.

They are entangled with each other, forming a tight line of defense around Lingtian.

This line of defense cannot prevent evil spirits and ghosts, but it can intercept and trap and kill insects and small animals that destroy the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys.

Xihaizong has developed a set of practical and easy-to-use farming methods for hundreds of years in the underworld.

The Sanying Valley planted by Wang Chen earlier, and the current Black Tiejing, are all the results of the sect's continuous cultivation!

It's just that the withering technique is very good for cultivating black iron wattle, and can quickly form a "defense line", but it can't be used to plant Sanying Valley - the spiritual valley that ripens quickly does not have much aura.

Finally, Wang Chen planted a few scarecrows around the Lingtian.

These scarecrows belong to the puppets of magic weapon level, and their function is to provide vigilance.

Once Lingtian is threatened, the scarecrow will immediately warn Wang Chen who is sitting in the guard, and ask him to respond in time.

After the arrangement was completed, Wang Chen returned to the guard.

In the meditation room, he took out the Primordial Purple Qi bestowed upon him by Master Changhe.

Wang Chen carefully uncorked the jade bottle containing the primordial purple qi, extracted a trace of primordial purple qi thinner than a hair, and then inhaled deeply into his nasal cavity.

After this extremely pure purple qi entered the body, it immediately descended to the dantian and wandered through the whole body, and finally, after being refined by Wang Chen, it became a part of his cultivation.

Compared with the ordinary Great Sun Purple Qi, the cultivation effect of the Primordial Purple Qi is excellent.

Basically, after a cycle of the sky, Wang Chen's innate five elements can increase his experience value by 1 point.

According to this speed, his promotion to the fifth floor of the Zifu is just around the corner.

But a ray of primordial purple energy cannot withstand such consumption. What Wang Chen can do is to maximize the effect of this top-level treasure of heaven and earth, and strengthen his foundation and foundation.

In contrast, the breakthrough of the realm is not so important.

In the following days, apart from going out regularly every day to inspect the spiritual field and eradicate the weeds growing in the field, Wang Chen spent most of his time in the guard to practice.

Every once in a while, he could receive letters from Mou Guangji.

Have an understanding of the outside world and the situation of other colleagues.

What is rather strange is that Wang Chen's current life in the extension of the underworld is actually more stable and quiet than in Xihaizong.

But his intuition told him that this was just an illusion.

If the underworld was so harmless, it would have been completely conquered by Xi Haizong long ago!

On this day, Wang Chen was meditating in the quiet room when he suddenly felt a shock.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time raised a beam of sword light, swept out of the guardhouse, and arrived at the sky above the Lingtian in an instant.

A scarecrow had just sent him a warning.

All the grain seedlings in the hundred-acre spirit field that Wang Chen has reclaimed have grown to half a foot high, and they are growing very well.

Within the scope of Lingtian, Yin Qi was greatly weakened, and a large amount of Life Qi was created.

It's pleasing to watch.

And around Lingtian, the defense line of thorns composed of black iron thorns is more than ten feet wide.

Wang Chen found that dozens of wild boar-like demon spirits suddenly appeared in front of the black iron thorn!

There are no monsters and beasts in the world of the underworld, and some are evil spirits born with yin qi. They have different shapes and abilities, and they have all kinds of strange abilities.

The demon spirits that Wang Chen saw were as big as a buffalo and as small as a wolf dog. They gathered together, with scarlet fire flashing in their huge eyes, and they were stepping over the black iron thorn and rushing towards the spiritual field.

Seeing the salivating appearance of these demon spirits, Wang Chen understood that it was Sanyingu's vitality that attracted them here!

Without any hesitation, Wang Chen stabbed out his sword finger immediately.

Click!

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and hit the demon spirit that was rushing forward.

This demon spirit was very aggressive and had the largest body size. However, the moment it was struck by the thunder of the Nine Heavens God, it instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, one after another thunderbolts struck down, destroying and killing the evil spirits one after another.

In just a moment, all the evil spirits disappeared!

However, Wang Chen, who had dealt with the invading enemy, was lost in thought.

Because he blasted and killed dozens of evil spirits in one go.

But I didn't get any human virtue.

It seems that the Immortal Cultivation Panel believes that killing these things will not get any rewards.

The question is, are all the evil spirits absent, or are some of them absent?

Then it needs to be verified through continuous fighting.

Wang Chen only felt a bit at a loss.

After consuming so much mana in vain, there is not even a single hair in the end!

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The second one is delivered.