Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 5: The Murloc on the Farmer's Dung Fork
The next morning.

In Black Stone Village.

The morning light shone into the room, and Lu Feng, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a flash of blood in his eyes.

After a night of practice, Lu Feng's face was flushed and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

"The Ironclad Swordsman and the village chief named Zhuo Yufei are full of energy and blood, which is truly a great tonic! The friendship and support from these two people is equivalent to several months of my past efforts!"

Lu Feng slowly stood up, stretched his stiff body, and gave high praise to Zhuo Yufei and the armored swordsman.

Once he has digested yesterday's gains, the Blood Shadow Divine Art should be able to open up one or two more acupoints and further improve his cultivation.

A one-star rating. According to the classification of the immortal cultivation world, both of them can be considered to be at the immortal Qi training realm.

In the territory of Xuanyin Temple in Dongping County of Liang State, Lu Feng might not be able to collect the essence and blood of two cultivators in the Qi training stage even in two or three years.

The place is so small, the resources for cultivation are limited, and it is too difficult to cultivate a cultivator at the Qi training level.

Even if they are trained, they all have status and background in the local area.

I didn't dare to reach out at all.

At most, Lu Feng would have the chance to eat something good if he met some ignorant young man who came here and disrupted the Xuanyin Temple.

In the lord's world, in a small village, you can encounter two people in the Qi training realm and get a magic weapon, which shows the richness of this place.

"My future chance of immortality may lie in this world!"

Lu Feng is well aware of the significance of traveling between the two worlds.

Resell resources and make up for your shortcomings.

By mastering this way to make money, Lu Feng can also take a glimpse of the higher level of the world of cultivation.

Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir...

"In the future, maybe I can be called ancestor!"

……

"Without a boy serving tea and water, waiting on me, I'm really not used to life!"

Accustomed to the extravagant life of the master of Xuanyin Temple, Lu Feng was a little uncomfortable coming to Heishi Village and doing things on his own.

The stupid farmer can do nothing but farm work.

Oh, and I can eat it!
Farmers also need to eat, and five farmers consume about one unit of food per week.

One unit of food in the resource bag is about 100 kilograms of food.

On average, a farmer consumes less than three pounds of food a day.

Not too much, not too little,

Meat, grains, fruits, wild vegetables, basically anything that is edible can be considered food.

There are still 42 units of food in the resource bag. After five farmers move in, the farm can produce 5 units of food a week.

It is completely enough to feed the farmers in Black Stone Village, and even enough for Lu Feng to recruit some more subjects.

What surprised Lu Feng was that the crop growth cycle here was actually calculated in weeks.

The entire process of planting, germination, growth and maturity is completed on the farm within a week.

This far surpasses the normal crop maturity cycle in the world of immortal cultivation, which often takes more than half a year.

That is to say, it is comparable to some of the spells in the world of immortal cultivation that cultivate the ways of plants and can ripen plants.

However, the cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation are high and mighty and do not need to do such hard labor. At most, they plant some spiritual flowers and herbs to serve the cultivation of immortality.

As for ordinary crops, the world of immortal cultivation is vast and rich in resources, and there are so many mortals who spend their whole lives begging for food in the fields, so they don't need to worry about them.

……

After breakfast, Lu Feng pulled the five farmers out of the farm and took them to check the environment around Black Stone Village.

Last night, there were wild beasts roaring outside Blackrock Village. Looking out through the wooden fence of the village, you could even see some bright eyes of the beasts.

It's not safe outside Blackrock Village.

After understanding the benefits of the Lord's World, Lu Feng became quite concerned about the Black Stone Village as his base.

Plan ahead.

He wanted to clear out some dangers around the village in advance.

The three-day charging time for the Space-Time Gate talent passed in a flash. Lu Feng didn't want to go back to the world of immortal cultivation and come to the lord's world again, where he would have to start all over again.

Looking around, Zhuo Yufei put a lot of effort into Black Stone Village and built wooden fences around the village.

The quality is excellent, nothing is missing.

A few hundred meters west of Heishi Village is a river several meters wide. A wide stone bridge spans the river, connecting to a dense forest that stretches as far as the eye can see.

To the east of the village is a vast plain. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see some human buildings.

It's not in a remote place with few people.

The dangers faced by Black Stone Village mainly come from the dense forest to the west of the village. In the dark night, the danger will cross the river and come to the outside of Black Stone Village.

Lu Feng took five farmers to patrol the river bank and saw many footprints of wild beasts and monsters near the stone bridge by the river.

"Wow quack!"

Just as Lu Feng was observing the forest on the other side of the river, suddenly, an unpleasant cry was heard from the river in front of him.

The river water bubbled, and then twenty or thirty fishmen, half the height of a man, with green skin, big eyes, and mouths full of fangs, crawled out of the water and rushed towards Lu Feng and the others excitedly.

Lu Feng frowned and led the farmer back slightly, away from the riverbank to avoid fighting away from home. [Mercemen (Sporadic)]

【Murloc Warrior (sporadic)】

"So weak! How dare you attack with just these few fishmen?!"

Lu Feng didn't take these fishmen seriously.

Among the more than twenty murlocs, only five were strong and held simple weapons such as broken rusty knives and wooden spears.

Far inferior to the one-star rated Ironclad Swordsman.

Just as Lu Feng was about to take action, he suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that in the river behind the many fishmen who had come ashore, there was an enemy with a star-level name.

[Murloc Priest (One-star blank)]

"So you were waiting for me here!"

Lu Feng was secretly alert.

Although there are no priests in the world of immortal cultivation, there are similar barbarian wizards.

Such beings often have certain spellcasting abilities, and working with soldiers, they can determine the outcome of a battle.

However, since he had discovered this merman priest, Lu Feng was not too afraid of these mermen.

He commanded the five farmers to take up positions in front of him. The 5 points of command attribute just allowed Lu Feng to command the five farmers perfectly.

Faced with the attack of the fishmen, the morale of these farmers was low, but under Lu Feng's perfect command, they still stood firmly in front of Lu Feng.

"Hold the dung fork horizontally, wait for the murloc to come, and stab it with all your strength!"

More than twenty murlocs rushed ashore and approached rapidly. The fishy smell hit them in the face. The leading murloc warrior was short in stature but extremely strong, with short, thick and powerful limbs. He was very brave and charged ahead, leading the team to attack the five farmers' column head-on.

When more people beat fewer people, the advantage is the fish!

As the distance shortened, the murloc warrior could see the fear in the farmer's eyes, but before he could swing the rusty knife to chop the farmer, a thick and long dung fork stabbed him in the chest.

The sharp tines of the fork instantly pierced the scales on the fishman's chest, and dark blue blood flowed down the handle of the fork.

The murloc warrior lowered his head, his huge eyes staring in disbelief at the dung fork that pierced his chest. He pushed his body forward with great effort, and wanted to chop the farmer who was nearby with the rusty knife in his hand.

However, this dung fork made everything it did seem like a fantasy, making it impossible to move forward at all.

Although the farmer was weak, he was a normal adult and was a small fry like the murlocs. However, the farmer had the advantage of size and was able to firmly suppress the resistance of the murloc warriors.

Its vertical pupils gradually turned gray, and its life instinct still drove its body forward. The rusty knife almost grazed the corner of the farmer's clothes, but at the last moment it lost its strength and fell to the ground with a clang.

An ordinary farmer, good at work but weak in combat.

Naturally, he did not have such accuracy and combat experience, but under Lu Feng's perfect command, he stabbed and killed a fishman warrior with one blow.

Not only this farmer, but other farmers also made some gains. With a poke of the dung fork, the fishman who rushed forward was immediately pierced through the scaly body and jumped weakly on the dung fork.

"Poke, poke, poke!"

Lu Feng nonchalantly directed the farmers, and with every shout, a fishman was accurately pierced by the dung fork.

The five farmers, like a solid wall of steel, blocked the charge of more than twenty fishmen.

Under Lu Feng's command, the stupid farmer also dealt tons of damage.

The morale of the farmers gradually rose. Eight or nine fishmen fell to the ground, while the enemy was not injured. In the short battle, the five farmers killed the fishmen who rushed ashore and frightened them.

"Wow quack!"

The attack was thwarted, and the remaining murlocs suddenly lost the courage to continue charging. When they heard the call of the murloc priest from the river, they immediately turned around and ran into the river.

Lu Feng controlled the five farmers and chased them all the way to the river bank. He then used dung forks to pin five or six slow-running fishmen to the river bank, scaring the fishmen in the river so much that they dived into the water and ran away desperately.

The one-star blank murloc priest also disappeared into the river as soon as he suffered a setback in the battle.

The fishman dived underwater, stirring up the mud at the bottom of the river, making the water turbid and preventing Lu Feng from seeing the details of the riverbed.

Don't chase a desperate enemy; the water is deep and dangerous.

Lu Feng is not good at water battles, and the farmer can't swim.

The underwater area is the home turf of the mermen, and it is too dangerous to chase them underwater. After thinking about it, Lu Feng decided to give up this risky idea.

"I'll spare you this time, but if I catch you again next time, I'll make you into salted fish!" Lu Feng cursed inwardly.

He thought that if only he had a water-avoiding talisman in his hand, or if one of his subordinates practiced water magic, he would be able to chase them into the water and kill all these fishmen.

I waited on the river bank for a while, and when the river became clear again, the fishman in the river had long disappeared.

After the battle, Lu Feng extracted the essence and blood from the corpses of a dozen or so fishmen on the shore. When he was done, the fishmen's corpses glowed white and slowly decomposed.

"jingle!"

Thirteen black iron soul coins fell into Lu Feng's hands, and the farmers beside him all cast burning glances at him.

"You want these soul coins!"

Lu Feng held the soul coin and waved it in front of the five farmers. Wherever his hand went, the farmers' eyes followed.

Their eyes were full of desire.

This kind of soul coin can arouse the greed of Lu Feng, a blood-path demon cultivator.

For farmers, it is an irresistible existence.

"Are these soul coins meant for farmers?"

Lu Feng looked at the farmer, then at the soul coin in his hand, and made a bold guess.

(End of this chapter)