Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

Time flies, and eighteen years have passed in a blink of an eye.

On a snowy night, Frost City was covered with a thick layer of snow, like a silver fortress, standing quietly on the edge of the North Territory.

Most of the monks in the city have returned home to avoid the cold, and there are few pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional footsteps echo in the empty streets. On this quiet night, a team of demon generals led by the Demon Abyss Army quietly approached Frost City. They were wearing black armor, and their faces were covered with hideous masks, revealing only two eyes flashing with cruel light.

Three demon generals rode on huge night demon beasts and led a large team of demon abyss monks. They came quietly in the night. The leading demon general carried a huge demon sword on his back, and the sword was flowing with strange black light. He glanced coldly at the ice city in front of him, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect that there is a city of scattered cultivators in this remote northern region. Let's kill them tonight and leave no one alive!"

As the demon general gave the order, the Demon Abyss army rushed towards the gate of Frost City silently but swiftly like a torrent in the night. The hoofbeats of the night beasts and the alarm bells of the cultivators sounded almost at the same time, breaking the long-standing tranquility of Frost City.

On the city wall, the cultivators quickly gathered, their faces full of panic and despair. The lord of Frost City, a white-haired old man, stood at the forefront and encouraged every cultivator with all his might: "Children of Frost City, it's time to defend our homes and protect our loved ones!"

The cultivators responded in unison, and the magic weapons and spiritual tools in their hands flashed in the night. This battle was related to the survival of Frost City and could not be lost.

On the city wall, the light of magic spells cut through the night sky, intertwined with the black torrent of the Demon Abyss army, forming a shocking picture.

The battle was extremely fierce. The Demon Abyss army was strong. The claws of the Night Demon Beast and the magic sword of the Demon General tore a hole in the monks' defense line, but the monks of Frost City did not retreat. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain and the power of teamwork, they repelled the Demon Abyss army again and again.

However, as time went by, the Demon Abyss army did not seem to have any momentum to weaken. Instead, more and more monsters emerged from the darkness, as if this night was their endless source. The monks of Frost City were brave and fearless, and they fought one after another, but their physical and spiritual strength were constantly being consumed, and the defensive formation on the city wall began to seem powerless.

At this moment of life and death, in a small courtyard in Frost City, a ripple suddenly appeared in the originally calm air. Mingyue and Xue'er had already stood in the courtyard, staring at the fierce battle on the distant city wall with their spiritual consciousness, their eyes full of worry.

"Mingyue, it seems that our peaceful days are over." Xue'er sighed lightly, then turned to look at the closed door, where Li Mu was in seclusion. She hesitated whether to disturb his practice.

"Should I tell the master about this situation!" Mingyue looked at Xue'er and asked hesitantly.

"Brother Li is refining a weapon. If I disturb him suddenly, I'm afraid he will fail!" Xue'er frowned, her eyes wandering between Mingyue and the distant battlefield. Finally, she shook her head and said firmly: "We can't let Brother Li's efforts go to waste, but we can't let the innocent monks in Frost City suffer a catastrophe."

"Mingyue, you are sure to get rid of them! Why don't I take action!" Mingyue's mind moved, looking at Xue'er and suggested.

"Brother Li, let's keep a low profile!" Xue'er frowned and hesitated.

"Sister Xue'er, Mingyue can just let my men go to support, I don't need to do it myself, no one will find me without knowing it!" Mingyue smiled confidently and comforted Xue'er.

"Oh! Your men? If no one finds us and it doesn't affect Brother Li's weapon refining, then you can do it, but be careful." After a brief thought, Xue'er finally nodded, with a flash of determination in her eyes. At this moment, Frost City is on the verge of life and death, and she can't watch it fall.

Hearing this, Mingyue raised a confident smile at the corner of her mouth, then closed her eyes and concentrated, her figure flashed, turned into a stream of light, disappeared in the small shop, and appeared in an empty dark alley in Frost City.

The next moment, Mingyue stretched out her hand and waved, and a jade card emerged, with the palm facing up, as if pulling some invisible force.

With Mingyue's soft hum, circles of subtle ripples appeared in the air, and then the spiritual pattern of the jade card gradually became eye-catching, enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually transformed into a virtual shadow of a portal, which was the Tiangui Jade Card.

The jade gate formed by the Tiangui Jade Card exuded a faint blue light, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding windy and snowy night.

Mingyue shouted in a low voice: "Come out, my puppet army!"

As the words fell, the light of the Heavenly Puppet Jade Plate shone brightly, and then a shocking scene happened. From the light curtain, puppets of various shapes slowly walked out. Some of them held long swords, some carried huge shields, and some controlled various strange magic weapons. Each puppet exuded an aura that was not weaker than that of a cultivator of the Void Refining Sect. These puppets were the elite puppets that Mingyue had carefully refined over the years with the help of the power of the Heavenly Puppet Plate.

After the large number of humanoid puppets appeared, the next was a large number of small eight-legged spider puppets, tens of thousands of them. After they appeared, they immediately disappeared into the night and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the puppet army continuously pouring out, Ming Yue, as the spirit of the puppet, moved her mind, and the puppet army quickly formed a formation as if under invisible command, rushed towards the city wall, and quickly advanced in the direction of the Demon Abyss army. The puppets carrying giant shields were placed in front of the formation, preparing to withstand the upcoming fierce attack. Those eight-legged small spider puppets shuttled like ghosts in the night, and they silently surged towards the rear of the Demonic Abyss army.

On the city wall, watching the Demonic Abyss army coming like a tide, the human monks had fallen into the abyss of despair, and the defense line was crumbling. However, at this moment, a strange collision sound suddenly sounded in the night sky, and then, a group of soldiers from each group An army of puppets in various forms appeared on the battlefield like divine soldiers from heaven, turning the tide of the war in one fell swoop.

The monks on the city wall were stunned for a moment, and then burst into unbelievable cheers. They couldn't believe their eyes. They saw a large number of puppets joining the battlefield one after another, fighting bloody battles for them and rescuing them from danger. .

"Is this true? Am I not dreaming?" A monk who almost became a soul under the sword muttered in disbelief after being rescued.

"Is this? We are saved!"

"There are so many sixth-level puppets. Is there a puppet master in the city?"

"So many puppets, great, kill! Kill them quickly!"

"So strong!"

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The cheers on the city wall quickly spread throughout Frost City. The monks who were originally exhausted, desperate and helpless seemed to have been injected with new vitality at this moment. They bravely took the lead and fought side by side with the puppet army to jointly resist the invasion of the Demon Abyss army. .

The puppet holding a long sword is like a killing machine, with sharp swordsmanship, and each sword has the strength of the Void Sword Master; the puppet carrying a huge shield is like an indestructible fortress, providing solid cover for the monks behind; and those eight-legged ones small spider Puppet, like the god of death in the night, silently shuttles through the army of Demonic Abyss. Although they are only fourth or fifth level, their lethality is the most terrifying. They appear mysteriously. Once their eight legs hug the enemy, something will happen. Self-destruct.

For a moment, the Demon Abyss army was caught off guard and suffered a heavy death.

Seeing the reversal of the situation on the battlefield, Demon General Diyuan's face instantly turned gloomy. He did not expect that such a powerful army of puppets was hidden in this remote Frost City. The strength of those puppets is not weaker than the elite of their Demon Abyss army!

"Damn it! Where did these puppets come from? Find out the puppet master!" Diyuan roared, and the magic sword in his hand instantly bloomed with a richer black light, and rushed into the battlefield, intending to find out the puppet master himself. Destroy the mastermind behind the puppet army.

However, Mingyue would not show up easily. She hid in the dark, and with the help of the power of the Heavenly Puppet Jade Card, she constantly adjusted the formation of the puppet army to deal with various offensives from the Demonic Abyss army. Under her command, those puppets seemed to have come to life, being flexible and capable of advancing and retreating in a well-founded manner, which put Demon General Diyuan and his army into a bitter battle.

"Damn! These puppets are so troublesome!" Diyuan waved the magic sword in his hand, trying to destroy several puppets entangled with him at close range. However, no matter how hard he tried, the three sixth-level combat puppets cooperated extremely well and could always succeed. Avoiding fatal blows at critical moments, or counterattacking with clever coordination, forced him to retreat continuously.

"Commander, it can't be done anymore. Our brothers suffered heavy casualties. This army of puppets is too difficult to deal with. Let's withdraw!"

"Commander, if this continues, I'm afraid we will all have to answer here!"

Many demon cultivators have issued requests to retreat to Diyuan. Their eyes are full of fear and despair. Facing the puppet army that is not afraid of death and has a tacit cooperation in formation, they have lost the courage and confidence to continue fighting.

Listening to the constant calls for retreat in his ears, Demon General Diyuan was filled with helplessness and anger. He never expected that he would stumble in this remote town.

"Retreat!" Finally, Dioyuan gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat. You know that if you continue, more Demon Abyss monks will be buried here.

Upon hearing Xi Yuan's order, the demon cultivators in Moyuan felt as if they had been granted amnesty and began to retreat quickly, trying to escape from the battlefield shrouded by the puppet army.

However, Ming Yue, who was secretly observing all this, would not let them go easily. With a thought, the puppet army originally scattered across the battlefield seemed to have received invisible instructions, quickly adjusted their formation, and launched an attack on the retreating Demon Abyss army. Crazy pursuit.

"Want to run away? It's not that easy!" Mingyue stared coldly at the chaotic Demon Abyss army in the distance, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

Soon, under the command of Mingyue, the puppet army was like a hunting beast, launching a ruthless pursuit and encirclement of the Demon Abyss army. They used the advantages of the puppet army to divide and surround them and defeat them one by one.

As Mingyue's spiritual thoughts fluctuated, the puppets holding long swords quickly formed several elite teams, cutting into the retreat route of the Demon Abyss army like sharp blades. These teams were flexible and mobile, using the terrain and night as cover to continuously raid and harass the Demon Abyss army, making the retreat of the Demon Abyss army chaotic.

At the same time, the puppets carrying huge shields built a barrier behind them.

A solid line of defense prevented the Demon Abyss army from counterattacking. They were like moving fortresses, firmly blocking the Demon Abyss army's retreat, putting the Demon Abyss army into a dilemma.

A large number of eight-legged small spider puppets, with their strong concealment and rapid action, shuttled in the night, like ghosts, quietly approaching the flanks and rear of the Demon Abyss Army. Once they found the right time, they each looked for a suitable target and exploded with it, causing huge casualties to the Demon Abyss Army.

Under Mingyue's careful command, the puppet army seemed to form a huge spider web, trapping the Demon Abyss Army firmly in it. Under the hunting of the puppet army, the Demon Abyss Army suffered countless casualties and its morale was extremely low.

"The army releases the domain of law, condenses into a formation, and waits for reinforcements. I have sent a message to the Demon Lord, waiting for him to rescue us!" Ti Yuan shouted loudly in the chaos, trying to stabilize the army's morale.

At this time, only by relying on the collective strength of the Demon Abyss Army can it be possible to find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation. Following Ti Yuan's order, the remaining demon cultivators used their own magic domains, and their magic power intertwined to form twisted magic domains to resist the crazy offensive of the puppet army.

Mingyue stood in the dark, observing all this coldly, and was not in a hurry. Instead, she continued to control the puppet army through the Tiangui Jade Card, maintaining a strong oppression on the Demon Abyss Army, continuously consuming the physical strength and magic power of the Demon Abyss Army, and accurately hitting the vital points of the Demon Abyss Army, causing their magic domain formation to be repeatedly broken, making it difficult to form an effective defense.

Watching the Demon Abyss Army retreating step by step under the fierce attack of the puppet army, with fewer and fewer people, on the Frost City Wall, the surviving human cultivators cheered and rejoiced, and their eyes were filled with tears. They had never seen such a shocking battle. These puppet armies seemed to be the guardian gods sent from heaven to save them from danger.

"What a powerful puppet master! This skill of commanding the puppet army to fight is simply the art of war!"

"Yes! This is a real strong man, and it is no problem to fight against ten thousand alone!"

"Under the command of the master, so many puppets are just like alive, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, cooperating seamlessly, it is really eye-opening!"

"Too powerful, Lord City Lord, who is this puppet master?"

"If it weren't for the puppet master who rescued us in time today, we would have died long ago!"

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On the city wall, the monks' exclamations came one after another. They witnessed the whole process of Mingyue manipulating the puppet army, and they were all shocked and admired.

At this moment, a strong wave suddenly came from the distant sky. It was the response from the Demon Lord. Ti Yuan was happy and knew that strong reinforcements were coming. As long as they can hold on until the reinforcements arrive, they will have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"Hold on! The Demon Lord is coming soon!" Ti Yuan shouted to his subordinates, trying to boost morale. However, his voice seemed so weak amid the roar of explosions. (End of this chapter)