Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 60: Howling Cold Wind
"Life is getting better now. Look, here's the coat that Master Chen gave me!"

In the simple bungalow, a family of four were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, their faces full of joy, which surprised the hostess.

"The material is really good, even better than the new coat we made two years ago. Are you just giving it to us for free?"

"What are you talking about? That's the salary I got from working these days."

"Except here, you will be given food and clothes wherever you work. It's all because of Master Chen's kindness!"

"I know. I'll just wait until I have some free time and then talk to the respected elders and ask them to build a shrine for Master Chen..."

The whole family is happily enjoying the joy of harvest.

Suddenly, a strange and loud cry was heard outside. The sound was low at first, like the wind passing through the crack of the door, making a thin whistle.

However, as time went by, the sound became more and more intense, as if there was an ancient evil bird from the ninth heaven, crying mournfully in the sky and circling in the air.

"what sound."

The man threw down his coat, feeling extremely bad for some reason. He opened the door a little and looked out.

In the sky, layers of dark clouds of varying shades rolled in the low sky. The wind quietly intensified, bringing with it a chilling aura, whistling wantonly at the street corners, blowing up dead leaves and swaying branches.

The outer city area of ​​Anning Prefecture.

In the market, pedestrians hurried, they felt the unusual atmosphere, and their faces were filled with worry. Shop owners hurriedly closed doors and windows, and vendors packed up their stalls.

Occasionally, the laughter of children broke the depressing atmosphere, but they were sternly stopped by the adults and taken home.

In the inner city.

Ying Chendao, who was still sleepy, suddenly stood up, rushed out of the door, looked at the rolling dark clouds mixed with lightning and thunder, and laughed out loud.

He didn't notice.

Ying Huiyin walked out of the room and looked at him with a very cold look.

at the same time.

The Duan and Ying families, which had been in a tense confrontation for a long time, received urgent reports from their clansmen at the same time that a large number of mutated tree people were heading towards the city and had already appeared outside the city.

The two family heads were terrified. They were on guard against each other, but they did not forget to monitor Jiuchong Mountain.

It is inevitable that three or five fish slip through the net, but it is obviously abnormal that they only received the news when the enemy army was right under their noses.

The two families immediately put aside their hatred and sent envoys to each other to shake hands and make peace. Regardless of whether it was true or false, if the cold war continued, no one would be able to do anything, but something had to be done now.

As a collective, the aristocratic families must always put collective interests first.

"Master, those mortals, the tree people are transformed from those mortals!"

The message from the investigation came back quickly.

"I know that tree people are transformed from mortals. They have transformed before. What I mean is, how could they become like this out of the blue?" Duan De said angrily.

"I do not know……"

"Who is responsible for providing relief to the outer city? Where is the manager? Let the manager come out!"

Duan De's chest was heaving with anger. When the steward came forward, he immediately slammed the table and roared.

"Duan Xiong!!! You bastard, the disaster victims outside are rebelling. I ordered you to provide disaster relief, but what disaster are you providing relief for?"

"Return, return to the master... I, I have passed on the order."

Duan Xiong was sweating profusely, but he couldn't continue speaking.

First of all, he didn't take a penny.

But it is also certain that he is not proactive in his work, and his not being greedy does not mean that the people under him will not be greedy either.

The aristocratic families look down on ordinary people. In fact, they don't even think highly of the vassal families from the outer city. They are too lazy to exploit them seriously and just make up a rule casually, and ignore it unless there is any serious problem.

They have more profitable ways to make money.

But the powerful family is a collective, and their success or failure depends on the collective.

The main family looks down on him, and neither do the major main branches. What about the branches? The branches are not rich, and there are marginal figures like Ying Huiyin who live a life like slaves.

Duan Xiong, who was born in a branch family, knew this clearly, so he could not continue talking.

There must be something wrong down there, no matter how it happened, he, as the person in charge, could not escape the blame. Thinking of this, he felt resentful again.

I really don't take care of things, but do you take care of things?

You usually live a life of luxury, and have lived in the inner city for decades. You never seem to care much about the suffering of the people. Now that the people have risen up, you just grab me and yell at me.

Duan Xiong didn't know why, but as he listened to the sobbing and wailing of Jiu Tian Zhi Sheng, waves of resentment emerged from the bottom of his heart. He felt that all the big and small misfortunes he suffered in his daily life were extremely clear to him.

"Master, now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying more. We should come up with a set of rules."

"Although the tree people are not a concern, if they attack the outer city, there will be countless casualties... It will be difficult to explain to the Qingnang Sect."

"Please ask the clan leader to send the clan soldiers to kill the tree people, and then provide relief to the remaining victims."

The backbone members of the clan stood up and put forward practical suggestions on the problem.

Although they usually fight among themselves fiercely.

But a wave of internal reshuffle was completed not long ago, and the Duan family is now in a relatively healthy state.

Duan De took a deep breath, seeming to realize that his behavior was a little strange.

"What you said makes sense. Duan Yan, go and activate the clan's formation. Duan Fu, go to the treasury and get the Tranquility Treasure. This rumor is strange and seems to be able to affect people's hearts."

"Yes."

"Duan Lie, Duan Fei, leave the city within an hour. There are many tree people on both the north and south sides. Let the Ying family go south, and we will go north. Dispatch 3,000 clan soldiers and make sure to suppress them!"

"Yes!"

……

The former residence of the Yang family.

At this time, the Jing family was already stationed here. The old man of the Jing family passed away early, and now there are only three generations of practitioners, one from the grandfather's generation, one from the father's generation who is the current head of the Jing family, and finally the only two remaining people from the new generation, Jing Fu and Jing Chan.

The four practitioners occupied such a large piece of land. After they were unable to expand further, they established a new business here.

A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

Jing Chan was the first to notice it. He stood up and looked at the sky with a strange expression.

"Sixth brother." The third brother, Ifu, spoke cautiously.

And now the Jing family.

The one who can make the decision is neither the elderly grandfather nor the head of the family, but the youngest one, Jing Chan.

The reason why the Jing family was able to be driven out and still occupy a place was all because of Jing Chan.

Invulnerable to swords and guns, extremely strong...these are all labels on him.

But just being able to fight is not enough.

The extermination of entire families, the killing of people without warning, the bloodthirsty nature, etc., are the real reasons for everyone's submission and fear.

In the current An Ning Prefecture's cultivation world, among the three major forces outside the inner city, the Jing family is able to dominate one of them, entirely due to Jing Chan's own ability.

Jing Chan looked at his third brother who was obviously afraid of him, and a twisted feeling of discomfort and pleasure emerged in his heart.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing."

"Third brother, do you think that the Jing family's current foundation is enough?"

"Isn't it enough?"

"Of course not enough."

Jing Chan suddenly stood up, with a strong murderous aura rising from his body. Although he was small in stature and thin in body, he gave off a terrifying aura like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He walked barefoot towards the city.

Jing Fu chased him out and shouted, "Six, Sixth Brother, where are you going!"

"Go to the capital."

(End of this chapter)