The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 35: Ancestral Witch Tianwu
In order to maintain a long-term and stable grain trade with the Wu Clan, Shi Mo made a decision to join forces with Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi to open up wasteland and cultivate land in the ancient land.

They planned to act separately, with Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi going to the west of the prehistoric world together, while Shi Mo would go to the east of the prehistoric world.

As for farming, plains are definitely more suitable. In the east of the prehistoric world, there are vast plains and wilderness, and places close to the ocean have abundant rainfall.

In the western part of the prehistoric world, due to the destruction caused by the previous battle between Taoism and demons, many mountains were destroyed, forming many mountains and forests with complex terrain, poor mountains and bad waters, as well as many plains and hills.

The key point is that the western part of the prehistoric world is vast and sparsely populated, with few living creatures. Now that the western veins have been repaired and the spiritual energy has revived, it is very suitable for large-scale grain cultivation.

At most, in the future, Jie Yin and Zhunti will find out that Shi Mo and the Wu tribe are making a lot of money from grain trade, and they will be jealous and share some of the benefits with them, just like they are contracting land from them at a very low price.

By then, Jie Yin and Zhunti would definitely cooperate if they saw some benefits. Furthermore, the seeds were provided by Shi Mo, so they couldn't refuse to cooperate!

As for the prehistoric East, the situation is a bit more complicated. There are many creatures here, including the demon clan, the dragon clan and the water clan in the rivers, lakes and seas, and the most powerful witch clan.

However, Shi Mo only wanted to grow crops and sell food to earn resources, and had no intention of getting involved in any fights. As long as others did not destroy or covet the corn he planted, he was willing to live in peace with all parties.

So from then on, Shi Mo devoted himself to reclaiming wasteland and farming. At the same time, this was also a special kind of practice for Shi Mo.

In the process of growing corn, Shi Mo gradually comprehended the ways of earth and water, as well as the mysteries of the growth of all things and the nurturing of yin and yang by gathering the spiritual energy of the earth veins and rainwater. He could be said to be experiencing the truth through practice.

In just a few hundred years, Shi Mo opened up many corn fields in the eastern part of the prehistoric world and harvested corn one after another.

Resting in an underground spiritual vein somewhere on the shores of the East China Sea, Shi Mo was experiencing the connection between the underground spiritual vein and the veins of rivers, lakes, and seas, trying to understand the wonders of the interplay of water and earth elements, nurturing life.
"Hmm?" Shi Mo seemed to have realized something, frowned and opened his eyes, then his face changed drastically and he disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, on a vast plain in the east of the prehistoric world, the light shield formed by the yellowish-brown earth vein spiritual energy above the largest corn field opened up by Shi Mo was shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Break!" Amidst a low and sharp shout, a powerful figure with a hurricane-like aura was attacking the light shield wantonly, tearing the space apart with repeated attacks. If the earth vein formation had not used the power of the earth veins as its energy source and was not tough and difficult to break, it would have been broken long ago.

However, with the opponent's increasingly fierce and terrifying bombardment, the vast earth vein array shield finally collapsed.

However, as the light shield collapsed, along with the surge of earth spiritual energy, large areas of corn that were about to mature disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the barren land.

"What?" The figure, whose aura was as powerful as a hurricane, paused and looked down in shock and anger: "Where's the corn? How could it be gone?"

"If you want corn, just exchange it with innate spiritual treasures or spiritual materials. When did you, the witch clan, like to rob people openly?" As the clear voice echoed, Shi Mo's figure appeared out of thin air on the barren land.

"Are you Shi Mo?" the burly figure in the hurricane who was looking down at Shi Mo shouted.

"That's right! I wonder which ancestor of the witch clan you are?" Shi Mo said as he transformed into a thousand-foot-tall rock giant, overlooking the tiny figure with a powerful aura in the hurricane.

"Hmph!" The ancient witch snorted coldly, and his body also swelled up in the wind, turning into a giant as tall as Shi Mo. The giant, who seemed to be in the center of a vortex of a storm, was more accurately a monster with eight human faces and a tiger body. Ten tails like steel whips danced in the wind.

"Shi Mo, hand over those millets, otherwise this will be your death today," the monster roared, and the air that spewed out of its mouth caused the void to twist and become chaotic.

"What a big tone!" Shi Mo laughed out of anger. Did he really think he was a soft persimmon?

The monster was too lazy to talk nonsense. It swung its whip-like tail directly towards Shi Mo.

Almost at the same time, the sky and the earth darkened, and mist filled the air, covering the sky and the sun, and obscuring the universe. The black Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag unfolded, and only muffled sounds were heard. Each of the monster's tail strikes was no less powerful than a full-strength attack from a Daluo Jinxian, and each of its tails was easily blocked.

"Hmph! You can only rely on magic treasures to protect yourself?" The monster snorted coldly and pounced directly at Shi Mo, and its huge tiger claws grabbed towards Shi Mo as if tearing through space.

"Relying on spiritual treasures? Then let me see how powerful the Ancestral Witch is!" Shi Mo, with a sneer on his face, moved his mind, and suddenly the surging power of the earth veins poured into his body like a flood.

Instantly, Shi Mo, with a ferocious and terrifying aura, punched out, directly meeting the fierce tiger claws.
Amidst the loud bang, a terrifying energy storm swept over like a huge wave, and Shi Mo and the monster staggered back almost at the same time.

"Damn it! I will kill you!" The furious monster rushed towards Shi Mo again with a violent aura. The storm it brought caused traces of distortion in the space.

"In this vast land, with the endless power of the earth veins, how could I be afraid of you?" Seeing that the other party was about to go crazy, Shi Mo sneered in his heart and directly flipped his hand to sacrifice the Wind-Fixing Pearl.

Buzz. Instantly, a surging heat wave swept through, repelling all external energy. Even the fierce wind surrounding the monster stagnated slightly and dissipated.
Bang. After the Wind-Fixing Orb hit the chest of the monster, which had slightly paused in its movements, Shi Mo approached and punched the opponent on the head.

Bang. With a low muffled sound, the monster flew back.

"Tian Wu." Along with several exclamations and roars, a surge of powerful auras moved backward, causing Shi Mo's face to change immediately: "Have all the ancestors of the Wu clan arrived?"

But then, Shi Mo calmed down. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, he would indeed be a little wary, but that was all. As long as he had his feet on the ground, he could leave at any time.

Even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches chased them to the Nine Ding Tiecha Mountain, Shi Mo would still dare to fight them without using the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

"Now, they probably haven't even refined the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation Flags yet! Not to mention unleashing the strongest power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation." What Shi Mo was really afraid of was only the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation in its strongest state.

As for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they were nothing more than twelve powerful individuals whose physical bodies were strong but whose realm was not as strong as that of a true Quasi-Saint in terms of combat power.

In the blink of an eye, one ancestor witch after another arrived. Seeing the miserable appearance of Tian Wu, the ancestor witch of the wind who looked like a monster, they were surprised and turned to look at Shi Mo. They immediately became angry.

Tian Wu suffered a loss, but Shi Mo hit the face of each of their ancestor witches!

When have the twelve ancient witches ever suffered such a great loss in their roaming of the ancient world?
(End of this chapter)