Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 268: Flatten Tiger Town, but the defenders
Chen Jing has received a lot of good news from various major battle groups recently. There has been continuous news of victories and fruitful results.

At first glance at the battle report, it seems that a large number of battle groups are beating up the demons in Pingmo Mountain.

However, in reality, bad news keeps coming.

Boss Wang came with an anxious message: "Master Chen, there have been strange winds in various counties recently. They don't hurt people or livestock, but the spiritual plants have withered and even stopped growing. The losses are incalculable."

Bad news also continued to come from the temple that monitored all parties.

"The water sources in the towns are drying up, and we don't know why!"

"The spiritual plants are withering, and the earth veins are disordered..."

"Master Chen, the people often wake up in terror at night, and there seems to be something strange in the nightmare world."

Chen Jing had no idea of ​​the situation, so he could only ask Ying Huiyin to make arrangements, deploy more people, investigate the problems, and minimize the losses.

The cities and prefectures covered by his territory are all plagued by problems.

It's even more chaotic outside.

The most serious thing is that the spell begins to become more ineffective.

……

There is a "Taoyuan" in Tiger Town, which originally belonged to the Tiger Gang, but was transformed into a vegetable garden by Chen Jing.

Although the burden on spiritual consciousness is already a bit heavy now.

But he still separated an incarnation of his spiritual consciousness here to conduct intensive research on farming.

"Logically speaking, the latest version of the birth-inducing spell should be more effective. Why is it worse than the first version?"

Chen Jing looked at the dried spiritual plant, his head filled with question marks.

Based on Gu Xingqiu's experience, he began to revise some commonly used and urgently needed spells and made them into Southern Wilderness versions.

This approach achieved good results at first, but just after Chen Jing completed the original adaptation of most of the first-grade spells, he hit a wall when adapting the second-grade spells and suffered a miserable failure.

Moreover, the adapted spell that was originally feasible began to fail again.

It seemed as if there was a malicious force targeting him and the land beneath his feet at all times.

Chen Jing looked at the entire withered experimental field, took a deep breath, and did not get discouraged.

"No one can stop the people of the Flower Farm from farming... The magic that can be so flexible against my modified spells can never be the Heavenly Dao itself. Although the Heavenly Dao is broad and profound, it lacks flexibility. The only one who can counter my spells so accurately and quickly can be a cultivator."

This practitioner is not necessarily a human, most likely a demon.

Chen Jing glanced in the direction of Pingmo Mountain.

Various disasters have begun to occur in the territory of Heisha Prefecture, from the initial drought and water shortage to the current tornadoes, sandstorms, ghost cholera, and so on.

And many revised spells are once again facing the risk of becoming ineffective.

Obviously, the tiger demon deep in Pingmo Mountain was not simply being beaten. He was using his identity as a heavenly being to influence the way of heaven and disrupt the rear of the An Ning Society.

This gave Chen Jing a lot of inspiration.

For cultivators at a high level, fighting is no longer limited to single moves. This method of directly striking behind enemy lines and disrupting production can obviously cause more far-reaching effects than killing.

The master in An Ning Mansion thought for a moment and went to find the dragon girl Yan Lingxi.

Yan Lingxi has now returned to her original appearance, but she is now covered with a black veil and rarely goes out, so few people see her.

"Do you cover your face even at home?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"…Only psychopaths wear masks at home."

"then you?"

"Master Chen, it turns out you don't care at all about what I do." Yan Lingxi crossed his arms and said teasingly.

"I thought you would appreciate the freedom and privacy I gave you."

Chen Jing showed no shame at all.

"Uh?"

Yan Lingxi was slightly startled, then his expression eased a little, and he changed the subject, "Why did you suddenly come to look for me?"

"Recently, An Ning Mansion has been leaking air everywhere. I think this abnormality is very similar to the previous erosion rain, so I came here to ask you if you have any clues."

"Heaven, earth, and man are all transformed by the authority of the Great Dao. You are particularly good at the way of man, but you don't know much about the way of heaven and earth."

Yan Lingxi turned sideways and walked past Chen Jing.

"Come on, let's talk while we walk."

She summoned a cloud and rode it side by side with Chen Jing, standing high in the sky.

At your feet are the mountains and rivers of Anning Prefecture.

"Master Chen, look down, what is the ground?"

Following her direction, Chen Jing looked down and overlooked the mountains and rivers.

Yan Lingxi suddenly grabbed Chen Jing's hand.

Before Chen Jing could think of anything wrong, the power of the true dragon bloodline surged into his body.

Chen Jing once again felt the power that seemed to control everything in the world. He couldn't help but use the True Dragon Qi-Seeing Technique, and his eyes emitted golden light.

With the help of the True Dragon's Qi-gazing Technique, the so-called earth veins are appearing in an unprecedented posture.

"There are mountains and rivers. Look at the mountains and rivers in Anning Prefecture. What do you see?"

She asked.

“They are scattered here and there, like thousands of fish swimming around. They have vitality, but they are disorganized.”

Chen Jing replied.

"Yes, this shows that Anning Mansion is indeed not a treasure land. Mountains do not gather together, and water does not form a river. What do you think?"

After Yan Lingxi finished speaking, the power of the true dragon was activated, and a pair of majestic dragon horns grew on his forehead.

She cast a dragon spell towards the terrain below.

The terrain is connected together and the water veins are connected to form the Yangtze River.

Chen Jing seemed to see that the earth's veins were like a lifelike giant turtle, and the water flow of the Yangtze River formed a dragon snake.

Mountains and water veins are combined.

The image of a black tortoise with a turtle body, a dragon head, and a dragon tail appeared in his eyes.

The Qi-gazing Technique continuously fed back the information it had read. Chen Jing's vast spiritual consciousness paused for a moment, temporarily shut down by the power contained in the earth veins that were formed at that moment.

But soon, the image of Xuanwu disappeared.

Yan Lingxi withdrew his hand and said, "Your next step is to understand the three talents. Understanding the way of man is very close to you. The way of the earth is just as you saw just now, gathering the power of mountains, rivers and streams."

Chen Jing already knew how to take this step from classics, but this was the first time he had such an intuitive understanding of the so-called earth veins and the ways of the earth.

He was still not satisfied and asked, "What about the way of heaven?"

"sky?"

“Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, everything moving or still, is the way of heaven.”

Yan Lingxi crossed his arms and said, "Why, do you want me to change the celestial phenomena for you to see? The earth veins are easy to deal with, they will only affect the celestial phenomena for a short time and there will be almost no movement. But if you affect the celestial phenomena, there will be a big movement and it will be difficult to deal with it."

"Never mind, never mind."

Chen Jing shook his head repeatedly.

"I already know what you mean. The reason why An Ning Mansion is leaking information everywhere is because my understanding of the Way of Heaven and the Way of Earth is too superficial, and I am being targeted by experts."

"That's right. I have been eliminating strange phenomena in the city recently. Otherwise, why do you think I am wearing a veil?"

Yan Lingxi rolled her eyes at him.

Chen Jing was actually curious about the use of this veil.

And Shen Ningxiang covered her eyes.

I guess it might be some strange taboo in the practice.

He felt strange, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Just said.

"I see, it all depends on you!"

Yan Lingxi seemed to be in a much better mood and spoke in a cheerful tone.

"It's good that you have the intention. I have the blood of a true dragon, and combing the earth veins and changing the celestial phenomena are my innate abilities.
By the way, I have some idea about who attacked you...

It can attack with the heavenly phenomena and earth veins. In the Shenzang period, even if the Dharma is perfect, it is difficult to use this method. However, if it is the Dongtian realm who is doing it, Anning Mansion is probably in a mess by now, and I can't stop it;

I guess the one who attacked you was the tiger demon, who guided the heavenly phenomena and earth veins by offering sacrifices to heaven and earth. We are outsiders and have been targeted by the great way. This is just intensifying the great way's targeting.

If we can kill the tiger demon or destroy the sacrifice, we can solve this natural disaster. Otherwise, it will be endless, and I can't guarantee that there will be no loopholes. " "I understand. Thank you for helping me a lot." Chen Jing nodded.

"uh-huh."

Yan Lingxi nodded slightly, and then said: "I recently thought of a method that should be able to eliminate this kind of influence as much as possible. Remember to give me the list of monsters in An Ning Mansion now, and I will give them a chance. But don't hold out hope. Maybe this method may not work even after the fight is over."

Ghost?
Chen Jing thought of his first spirit, Xiaoman.

Nod.

"You will be given it soon."

……

After confirming the White Tiger Demon's methods from Yan Lingxi, Chen Jing updated his assessment of the situation.

Farming requires the right time, place and people.

War also requires it.

Now, the An Ning Society has the support of the people, and a group of grassroots monks who come from peasant families are beating up the jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains.

But the time and place are on the side of the demon clan.

The seemingly single battlefield is actually divided into three.

The natural disasters that broke out in Heisha Prefecture are constantly reducing the local permanent population, and disaster prevention is the first battlefield.

The malice of Heaven caused the spells of the An Ning Society monks to become increasingly ineffective, continuously weakening the An Ning Society's combat power and productivity. This was the second battlefield.

Finally, there is the decisive battle between the war group and the demon clan.

Chen Jing discovered that, damn, the demon clan was actually the damn defending side, and he was the attacking side, and the sooner the better!
If you fight too slowly, Black Sand Mansion will be turned into a dead city, and you won't gain any mortal people as fresh blood, which means you lose; the reduction of spells will increase the cost of war, and you will lose all your money after fighting a wave, which also means you lose.

"Are we going to force our way in?"

Chen Jing pondered.

Now, An Ning Society has two Dharma-phase periods. Shen Ningxiang was born into a first-rate sect as a saint. She can beat three alone. The Dragon Girl is even more amazing. The word "talent" is tailor-made for her. The most powerful luck method in the world is something that everyone has to consider carefully.

However, this style of fighting can easily cause the monsters to band together, and then it will not be two against one, but N against two.

In this situation, it is no longer a question of whether or not the war can be won, but whether the An Ning Society should continue to develop?

War is a means, not an end.

Some thought.

Chen Jing finally made up his mind.

Facing the disaster, we move forward step by step!
"Isn't it just going against the will of heaven? Such a chuunibyou thing is something you must try."

……

Outside Heisha Mansion.

"The water is gone, not a drop left."

A group of people stood on the completely dried-up riverbed and dug hard under the riverbed, trying to dig out some water from it.

But what made them despair was the dry sand under the riverbed.

Many people collapsed on the spot, fell to their knees on the ground, and cried silently towards the sky.

At this time.

A group of monks wearing the uniforms of the Peace Society came riding on cranes.

"It's that group of immortals..."

The victims opened their eyes with hope.

They have heard that there is a group of immortals wearing robes embroidered with small tripods who will help the mortal world, but... it is said that those immortals are also helpless in this drought.

I saw.

The group of immortals placed one magical instrument filled with water after another on the ground.

Talking about something with each other.

"Is it really possible this time?"

"I'm sure it will work."

"I said the same thing last time, but instead of a drop of rain falling, a few evil spirits came..."

"Fuck it, that was the evil God targeting me, but it's useless. I'm Wei Mufeng, one of the top 100 in Yunxue Academy, a gold medal developer, and a top-notch spell expert. Can the evil God stop me once? Can he stop me ten thousand times?!"

I saw the cursing monk, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, pointing to the sky and cursing, full of stubbornness.

"Are they all full?"

"It's full, and I even created some containers. If you don't fill them up, I'll unfollow you and give you a bad review when I get back!"

"Fuck, if you don't fill it up I'll drop out!"

"That's not necessary."

After a while.

After Wei Mufeng finished regulating his breathing, he stood up and bowed to Director Kong.

"Wei Mufeng is lending me 50,000 years of magic power just to bring rain and help the people. Lord Chen, please approve my request!"

"allow."

Chen Jing's voice rang out.

Boom~
Seventy-two whirlpools appeared in the sky, and enormous magical power surrounded Wei Mufeng like a galaxy.

The mortals around were stunned and fell to their knees, howling.

His companion was shocked: "Fuck, you borrowed so much. If it rains successfully, Mr. Chen will most likely wipe it out for you. If it doesn't work, your life is over."

Wei Mufeng ignored it. His expression was determined. He carefully mobilized the huge amount of borrowed magic power and the waves of magic spread out.

boom!
Dark clouds appeared in the sky.

"Will it work this time?" The companion opened his eyes wide.

But soon.

No raindrops fell from the dark clouds, but dark arms stretched out.

"Shit, we failed again, and the Gate to the Netherworld was opened!" The companions were shocked.

"You changed the direction of my spells and runes to a certain place in the underworld? Humph, you thief God, you tricked me once and you want to trick me a second time, come on!"

Wei Mufeng took out the magic weapon he had prepared long ago and activated it.

Shock waves spread out in the dark clouds.

All ghosts cry and howl.

"This weapon is called the Soul-Shaking Bell. When one ghost is shocked, the news spread to all the ghosts. Hahahaha, my goodness, I can take these ghosts!"

He took out a green gourd and pointed it at the sky.

The huge attraction drew all the confused ghosts into the gourd.

"Fuck Lao Wei, are you here to catch ghosts?"

"Catching ghosts? No no no, look carefully, the thief God made my magic so complicated, what's the use? I know all the magic, can't I just go back and do it!"

Shaking the gourd, the huge magic power turned into several kinds of refining fires, which refined the ghost gourd.

The refining process only takes a moment.

Wei Mufeng cast out a series of spells and shouted, "Big big big!"

The gourd grew in response and turned into a huge gourd that stood tall and straight.

With a bang, the gourd was opened.

A cloud of water mist filled the sky, spraying from the gourd's mouth into the sky and turning into raindrops falling down.

“Turning ghosts into rain?” His companions were stunned and stretched out their hands to catch the raindrops, feeling unbelievable.

"Hahahaha, together with Old Man Ghost and Brother Lai, I developed a magical instrument that can refine ghosts into blood. Then, under the guidance of Lord Ying, I researched a spell array to purify ghost blood. After many twists and turns, the ghosts turned into rain. Am I awesome?!"

Facing the rain curtain.

Wei Mufeng's voice, full of fighting spirit, drowned out the whistling wind between heaven and earth.

below.

The hungry and thirsty people raised their hands and embraced this victory of the battle between man and nature.

(End of this chapter)