Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

Return to Xiaoliangshan.

Li Mu cast a spell of wind and rain, watering the eleven acres of spiritual fields with spiritual rain.

Then, Li Mu flew towards Qingshui Town with his sword.

Along the way, Li Mu was cautious and slowed down, and his spiritual consciousness was always monitoring the surroundings.

When Li Mu met Wang Feng this time, he realized that the guy hadn't given up yet and the matter was far from over.

Li Mu couldn't help but want to take action to completely solve this problem. However, when he thought about the last deacon disciple Xu Lijin's death not long ago, if something happened to Wang Feng again at this time, the sect would definitely send someone down to investigate.

Li Mu endured it for the time being and remained vigilant at all times. Soldiers would come to block him, water would come and the earth would cover him, to see what other moves he could come up with.

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Don't wait for an hour to pass

Li Mu wielded his sword and looked down from a high position. He saw a large river ten feet wide, with turbulent waves, flowing westward.

There is a small town located on a relatively flat area by the river. There are nearly 10,000 stone houses of different sizes in the town, which are scattered in an orderly manner. They are 'cut' in half by a main street. The city wall is several feet high. The wooden sheds outside the town are clearly separated.

Outside Qingshui Town, wooden stilts are connected one after another. The farther away from the stilt area, the sparser the density of the wooden stilt area, and there are spiritual fields of different sizes scattered around.

This town is Qingshui Town. It looks bigger than Qing'an Town. A lot of spiritual fields have been cultivated. However, for some unknown reason, a lot of wasteland suitable for cultivating spiritual fields has not been cultivated.

Li Mu had a thought in his mind. He was not going to go directly to the sect's headquarters here. He planned to get to know the situation in Qingshui Town first.

Li Mu landed near a remote spiritual field outside the town. He took off the robe of an outer disciple of the Qingxuan Sect and changed into a black robe commonly worn by casual cultivators. Then, he walked towards the town and entered through the west gate.

Li Mu, like other monks in Qingshui Town, paid the entry fee and entered Qingshui Town.

Walking into the town, there are various shops on both sides of the street selling various products, such as monster meat, spiritual weapons, leather armor, etc., there is a dazzling array of things in front of you. There are also shops selling food, wine, food, and pancakes..., Those bargaining, introducing products, greeting guests, etc., all kinds of voices gathered together, making it extremely lively.

"Boss, let's take half a pound of braised venison, half a steamed Lingyan, and a bottle of red ginseng spirit wine." Li Mu walked into a lively restaurant, found an empty seat and sat down, looked at the menu on the wall, and called the owner to order. road.

"Okay! Please wait a moment, sir!" the shopkeeper responded and started to work.

After a while, the waiter carried a wooden plate and placed the meat and spiritual wine in front of Li Mu one by one.

"Shopkeeper Chen, follow the old rules and serve the dishes."

"Shopkeeper Chen, there are three people, you can make arrangements."

"Shopkeeper Chen, the bill is settled! Lingshi is on the table."

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The owner of the restaurant is an old man in his sixties. He must have been in business for a long time. The business is very good and there are many regular customers. When the owner is too busy, the regular customers skillfully order meals, pay the bill, and find seats by themselves.

Li Mu ate meat and drank wine alone, listening attentively to the conversations of some casual cultivators at the next table, and indirectly learned about the situation in Qingshui Town.

"Youyangu, you can't go now! Two more people died yesterday."

"How did you die? Killed by a flock of geese?"

"No, he was killed by the second-order Black Feather Eagle!"

"How is that possible? Where did the Black Feather Eagle come from?"

"Follow the swimming geese! Every year during the breeding season of the blue spirit fish, the red-headed swimming geese will come to the swimming geese valley to lay eggs and raise their young. This is also the breeding season for black-feathered eagles."

"How many black feather eagles are there! I also want to take advantage of this period to catch more geese and earn some spiritual stones."

"Everyone thinks so, but that is a second-order black feather eagle, and its life will definitely be in jeopardy if it encounters someone else!"

"Why won't Qingxuanzong come forward to deal with it! What if the Xuanyu Eagle attacks the city?"

"How to deal with it? It takes at least two foundation-building monks to capture a black-feathered eagle. One male and one female require four foundation-building monks. I don't know how many black-feathered eagles there are. Where can there be so many foundation-building monks in Qingshui Town? "

"Alas! The demon wolves have just been driven away! The Black Feather Eagle is here again. This life is too difficult!"

"Who says it's not the case! If it weren't for the Taimo River across the river, Qingshui Town would have been overrun by a swarm of monsters."

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"Have you heard? The Chen family discovered a mineral vein. When the prospecting team returned to the family to report, they encountered a herd of monsters and most of them were wiped out."

"I've heard about it a long time ago. The Chen family's prospecting team discovered a cold iron mine in Xiaoling Mountain. The news was passed back by the Ling family's insider. Then, the Wang family got news from the Ling family. The three families are making trouble!"

"Wow! So that's it! What's going on with the three families now? Will there be a fight?"

"We can't fight. Qingxuanzong is suppressing it! The mineral veins must be developed according to the old rules. Qingxuanzong will occupy the seventh level of income, and the rest will be competed by other foundation-building families for a share. How has this not been the case? The three foundation-building families are all ready to fight. Taiwan, let’s compete for the share of the mineral vein!”

"I don't know if this cold iron vein is big. It would be great if it was a large vein. Maybe Qingxuan Sect can send a few more foundation-building disciples down, so that we don't have to worry all day long!"

"Yes! Some time ago, a group of inner disciples of Qingxuan Sect entered the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, but they have not come out yet."

"After passing Lingtian Mountain, there are countless monsters in the mountain. They must have all been trapped inside."

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"I almost told you this time, Brother Lu, the hunting practice is too dangerous, I want to quit!"

"Okay! After drinking this drink, everyone will disperse!"

"Brother Lu? Do you have other options?"

"There are no good opportunities. I have a brother who catches spirit fish and has a good harvest. I want to give it a try!"

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Li Mu drank the spirit wine, ate the delicious monster meat, and listened to the guests at the tables next door. They drank wine and chatted quietly. All kinds of hot topics about Qingshui Town fell into his mind one by one.

The situation is similar to what Li Mu expected. The environment in Qingshui Town is much more dangerous than Qing'an Town. The nearby Lingshan Mountains, deep valleys, mountains and forests, and even the bottom of the river are filled with all kinds of monsters. However, precisely because of its rich cultivation resources, It attracted a large number of casual cultivators to come here to make a living.

This is also the reason why the wooden shed area outside Qingshui Town has expanded again and again, and its scale seems to be much larger than that of Qing'an Town.

Li Mu ate meat and drank wine. He stayed in the wine shop for more than an hour and indirectly obtained a lot of information about Qingshui Town.

It was confirmed that the three foundation-building families in Qingshui Town were fighting for the share of the mineral veins. Nangong Hong, the disciple in charge of Qingxuan Sect in Qingshui Town, used this opportunity to mediate among the three foundation-building families.

Now that mediation has failed, Nangong Hong has become the fair host of the three foundation-building families' dueling rituals, and his status in Qingshui Town has risen sharply.

Li Mu learned a lot of information and confirmed one thing. This Senior Brother Nangong has a very powerful mind and methods. He is not at all like Wang Feng, a fool who forgets about danger for his own benefit. He dared to attack him without investigating his true combat power. Kill him.

Moreover, knowing that something cannot be done, yet still looking like he is going to fight to the end, is simply a fool.

"Waiter, pay the bill!" Li Mu called the waiter, casually placed ten spirits on the table, turned around and left the restaurant.