Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 83 Locusts
"The hard-won Thousand-Jun Grass".

Li Xiangming said calmly.

Although the Thousand-Jun Grass was obtained quite by chance, Li Qianhe simply kept the spiritual herb brought by Hua Lun without paying a single spirit stone.

But when it comes to the public, you can't say it like that.

"Thousand-Jun Grass?"

The expression on Qingyang Daoist's face changed instantly, from surprise to excitement, and even a hint of fear.

When he opened the jade box and examined it carefully, a sense of relief washed over him.

Thirty years!

Thirty years have passed since he obtained the secret of the Thousand-Jun Grass.

Over the years, he has inquired everywhere about the whereabouts of the Thousand-Jun Grass, but with little success.

It wasn't until seven or eight years ago that I accidentally heard about the Thousand-Jun Grass in Qishan.

Therefore, he traveled a long way to the remote and desolate Shun'an Prefecture, where he has remained ever since.

Now, we have finally found this legendary Thousand-Pound Grass.

The Green Sheep Taoist held the jade box tremblingly for a long time before finally putting down the Thousand-Jin Grass and looking at Li Xiangming: "I wonder where Steward Li obtained this?"

Li Xiangming shook his head: "This herb has changed hands many times. Although it was eventually bought by the Li family, we still have difficulty tracing its origin."

"I don't know the price, but I still have some savings on me."

"Hey, Taoist priest, what are you doing? Just take it and don't worry about the price."

Li Xiangming quickly waved his hand, displaying his generosity and magnanimity.

This Thousand-Pound Grass was originally obtained without any cost, and he and Li Qianhe had even considered selling it to the Green Sheep Taoist.

But how much will it cost?
One hundred? Two hundred? Or five hundred?
The price is too high; Qingyang Daoren can't afford it.

Selling it too low would fail to highlight the value of the Thousand-Jun Grass.

Finally, after discussing it, the two decided to go all the way and give the gift directly to Qingyang Daoist.

A Qi Refining Level 9 alchemist is worth the investment of Li Xiangming and his son.

Qingyang Daoist also understood that since they weren't discussing the price, it meant that this Thousand-Jin Grass wasn't obtained through the Li family's channels.

It was Li Xiangming who bought it for himself out of his own pocket.

Thinking of this, Qingyang Daoist was deeply moved: "Young Master Li, I am deeply grateful for your great kindness, which I will never forget."

"Master, what is the purpose of this Thousand-Pound Grass?"

Li Xiangming then took the opportunity to ask.

Qingyang Daoist sighed and looked at the spiritual herbs in the box: "It's not that I'm trying to hide anything, but I've only heard about the true effects of this Thousand-Pound Grass. I have doubts about its authenticity, so I dare not speak recklessly."

"However, now that I have obtained this herb, I am determined to give it a try. Whether it succeeds or not, I will tell you everything I know."

Hearing this, Li Xiangming naturally couldn't press the matter further and had to suppress his curiosity.

At this moment, Qingyang Daoist said again, "In order to complement the Thousand-Jun Grass, I need to collect some auxiliary medicines, but in that case, Xiangshu and the others will be left without anyone to take care of them. Could Layman Li take them to the Li family for a while?"

"Naturally."

Li Xiangming did not refuse the request. If Qingyang Daoist were to leave Qingyang Temple for an extended period of time, it would indeed be too dangerous for Li Xiangshu and the other children to remain in the temple.

"That's wonderful, Xiang Shu, go and call the junior brothers and sisters over."

"Yes."

Li Xiangshu was also very happy, finally able to go home, and skipped and hopped out of the side hall.

Not long after, he brought four children over.

These children are all around the same age, around eight or nine years old.

Li Xiangming's gaze shifted and finally settled on a little girl.

This girl's cultivation level has reached the third level of Qi Refining, which is comparable to that of thirteen-year-old Li Xiangshu.

"Her name is Siyan, she has my surname, she is very well-behaved, but she is a little shy."

Qingyang Daoist smiled. When he first asked Li Xiangming to leave behind this batch of spiritual root seeds, he never expected that there would be dual spiritual roots among them.

The Taoist Qingyang, who had found such a treasure, naturally shared all his knowledge with her, and in just over four years, he helped Sun Siyan advance three ranks.

However, the smooth progress in her cultivation did not seem to bring the little girl confidence. As soon as she entered, she went around behind her master and timidly looked at Li Xiangming and the other two.

"Siyan, don't be afraid. This uncle is the one who saved you back then. He's a good person."

The Taoist priest Qingyang guided Sun Siyan to stand up with his simple view of good and evil.

Li Xiangming was speechless for a moment. Who is the uncle?

He's in the prime of his life, isn't he?

"Siyan, come here, your brother has a gift for you."

Li Xiangming immediately corrected her, and Sun Siyan hesitated for a long time before stepping forward with the encouragement of Qingyang Daoist.

Li Xiangming hung a strung-up Vajra talisman around her neck.

The same gift was then distributed to the other children.

Then came the instructions from the Taoist Qingyang.

The children were a little scared when they heard they were leaving Qingyang Temple.

"Your senior brother will be going too, so just think of it as visiting his house."

Qingyang Daoist offered a word of comfort, saying that there was nothing he could do about it; he had finally obtained the Thousand-Jun Grass, and he couldn't remain indifferent.

In the end, Sun Siyan and the others were taken away by Li Xiangming.

Li Xiangming had Tang Xueyan lead the children ahead, while he and Nie Rong followed behind, communicating with each other using their divine senses to inquire about the Sun brothers' situation. Incidentally, the leader of this group was from the same clan as Qingyang Daoist.

After asking around for a while, Li Xiangming got a general idea of ​​what was going on. This group of people were obviously banding together for mutual support, and their bond was no less than that of the "Four Tigers" of the Mang Sect. After being ambushed by Nie Rong, they did not scatter but chose to fight to the death.

But how could they possibly defeat Nie Rong, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining?
They were ultimately wiped out in the nameless valley.

Upon learning of the annihilation of the Sun brothers' gang, Li Xiangming was immediately relieved and then inquired about the spoils of war.

"Not even a single storage bag?"

Nie Rong shook his head, took out seven or eight spirit stones, and several broken magic artifacts.

Seeing this, Li Xiangming was speechless.

This is all the wealth a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator has.

No wonder they were reluctant to leave Qingyang Temple; they had already reached a dead end.

Li Xiangming didn't expect them to have anything good, so he put away the spirit stones and magic artifacts and stopped thinking about it.

After walking for a while, a sandstorm suddenly appeared ahead, with a buzzing sound like thunder.

"What a huge swarm of locusts!"

Tang Xueyan cried out in surprise and couldn't help but step in front of the children.

"locust?"

Li Xiangming extended his divine sense and his expression immediately changed: "Let them pass."

Such a massive cloud of insects must contain many demon cultivators.

Once entangled, he, Nie Rong, and even Tang Xueyan could protect themselves.
But they may not be able to spare the time to take care of several children.

If Li Xiangshu, Sun Siyan, and others die here, his sins will be immense.

Fortunately, Tang Xueyan noticed it early, and everyone managed to get away in time.

Only a few hundred locusts that had strayed from their course found them.

The smallest of these locusts was the size of a fist, while the largest was no less than the size of a water vat. Their compound eyes were incredibly red, making them look terrifying.

"Keep it down."

Li Xiangming gave the order, and Nie Rong, who was beside him, understood and drew his "Jingyu" sword, protecting everyone behind him.

Because he deliberately held back, it took Nie Rong a full quarter of an hour to deal with the locusts.

Fortunately, with powerful magic protecting them, these locusts were never able to break through Nie Rong's defenses.

"How did these things end up in Puxian County?"

Tang Xueyan couldn't help but ask.

"I'm afraid a locust demon has been born."

Li Xiangming's face was gloomy. The locust demon he was talking about was not a minor demon in the Spirit Summoning stage.

The entity capable of causing such a strange phenomenon must be at least a powerful demon at the Tribulation Core stage.

Could it be that the demons of Nanbin have launched a counterattack?
If that's the case, Puxian County shouldn't be so peaceful.

It should be noted that Hengyue Sect had placed many hidden sentries on the border of Pu County in order to guard against the Nanbin demons.

But if it's not a demon from the South Bank, then what kind of monster could it be?
Li Xiangming took a deep look in the direction where Chongyun had left.

Just as the Li family was advancing into Puyin Mountain, a great demon was born!
This is not good news!
(End of this chapter)