Calabash Fairy

Time flies by in the blink of an eye. More than three months have passed since the Wanbao merchant came to trade on Qingfeng Mountain. The distant mountains are already lush and green, full of vitality.

In the Qingfeng Secret Realm, Fang Yan stood in front of an ancient and elegant wooden medicine cabinet and placed the jade bottle containing the Hundred Herbs Pill into the medicine box.

During this period, he made rapid progress in alchemy, and has now refined nine kinds of pills, all of which are of superior quality.

Right now, all the pills he has refined are stored in this medicine cabinet that he has carved out.

"During this seclusion, apart from the spiritual flowers used to raise spirit bees, almost all other spiritual materials have been used up. We should find that money rat again to trade with."

Fang Yan channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into the Myriad Treasures Token at his waist. When the token reacted, a somewhat amused smile appeared on his face.

He was somewhat looking forward to seeing what kind of expression the money rat would have when it saw these pills.

Fang Yan took a step forward, and the next moment, he appeared on the top of Qingfeng Mountain, his figure bathed in the warm sunlight, stretching lazily.

"Cultivation requires a balance of tension and relaxation. Before that money rat arrives, I'd better rest and relax for a while."

"For three whole months, I was busy refining pills. With Su Xueyi around, the villagers at the foot of the mountain did not encounter any problems they could not solve, nor did they pray to my statue."

"The incense offerings for the shrine have already surpassed the accumulation of the previous year in just three months..."

Fang Yan slowly walked forward to the edge of the mountaintop, looked down, and was slightly taken aback.

All that could be seen was a neatly arranged field and houses on the outskirts and to the left and right sides of the original Xiahe Village, with wisps of smoke rising continuously.

From the mountaintop, the newly developed houses and fields appear to be an extension of Xiahe Village, with no other distinction except for their increasingly larger area.

"In such a short time, they have managed to arrange everything in such an orderly manner. Judging from this, they plan to build a complete village by relying on the small river in front of Qingfeng Mountain."

Fang Yan watched this scene with great interest, and his divine sense spread out, quickly finding the source of it all.

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On a piece of land outside Xiahe Village, Yang Sheng, Su Xueyi, and other village chiefs were looking at the drawings that Yang Xiaoshan was constantly making with twigs. It was a map showing the locations of the fields and houses.

"Village Chief Xueyi, we need to move Tie Niu's house a little further north. This way, the road leading to the fields can be widened, making it more convenient for horse-drawn carriages and oxcarts to travel in the future."

"This main road leads directly to the Qingfeng River at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain. The roads extending from here can lead directly to the field ridges. There will definitely be a lot of people when fetching water for irrigation, so we need to widen them as well."

The six village chiefs watched as Yang Xiaoshan, a young man in his early twenties, drew a picture, nodding repeatedly.

Recently, due to house construction and farmland reclamation, quite a few problems have arisen. If everyone is allowed to act haphazardly, not to mention other issues, even the roads leading to the fields will likely become problematic.

Su Xueyi originally planned to personally prepare the new construction blueprints, but unexpectedly Yang Xiaoshan suddenly stepped forward at this moment.

Yang Sheng's youngest son, the third son, stepped forward at this moment and produced a detailed and extremely reasonable drawing in a very short time, which everyone accepted.

Even Yang Sheng himself looked at Yang Xiaoshan with complicated eyes. He seemed to have never realized that his youngest son, who would plunge into the fields before dawn every day, actually had such an exceptionally intelligent mind.

Yang Xiaoshan himself said that he had worked in the fields for many years, so he knew how the fields and houses should be arranged.

However, to be able to arrange and display the houses and fields of every single villager so clearly is something that most people could not do...

Yang Xiaoshan raised his head. His skin, tanned from years of working in the fields, made him look no different from the ordinary villagers.

He looked at the people around him and said seriously:

"These are the only changes needed for now. If there are any other changes, I will go and consult with a few more village chiefs."

The village chiefs all nodded and left. Yang Sheng was the last to leave. He simply patted his youngest son on the shoulder, told him to go home and have dinner early, and then left.

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Under the twinkling stars at night, Fang Yan stood on the edge of the mountaintop, looking at the scattered lights in the village below, and hearing the sounds of prayers.

"Heh~ That silly boy still couldn't escape this beating. He was so guilty for seven whole days that he didn't even look at the stone, but in the end, his own mother found out."

"Xu San and his wife still can't shake their habit of sneaking over walls at night. But judging from the direction they're heading, one's running to Redwood Village and the other to Brocade Weaving Village... Hmm... in some ways, this couple is quite something..."

"That kid Yang Xiaoshan left a few plots of land in the village, saying he would build a cloth workshop, an ironware workshop, and a pharmacy in the future. Actually, he also planned to take the opportunity to reserve a plot of land for his older brother to use for building an academy in the future."

In Fang Yan's eyes, a wisp of incense often rose from various parts of the village, slowly drifting towards the mountain god temple.

Those who came to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain no longer felt the anxiety and confusion they once had. Although they were tired and exhausted every day, everyone was full of energy and looking forward to a bright future...

These people gradually discovered that there really was a mountain god protecting this place. There were no packs of wild beasts attacking them, and the land was very fertile. It was a place of unprecedented peace.

They don't have to worry about a black bear or a pack of jackals suddenly running into the village one day. They can sleep peacefully at night, and they can go into the mountains without fear or anxiety.

More than exhaustion, the foreseeable bright future gave them the strength to live on. This place was almost like a dream to them...

If this continues, the new houses and fields for the four newly arrived villages will all be completed before this winter. Although there may still be a small food shortage, things will be very different next year once this winter is over.

"This place is becoming more and more like a place with everyday life..."

Looking down at the village below the mountain, Fang Yan felt a pang of emotion. Perhaps one day he would be able to stand here and gaze upon the lights of thousands of homes.

"With the increase in believers, the accumulation of incense offerings for the deity is accelerating, and the mountain god seal is showing signs of changing again."

"If this continues, as the territory of Qingfeng Mountain that I can control continues to expand, it may eventually include the original sites of the other five villages as well, but who knows how long that will be..."

"The Money Rat will arrive in two days. It's even faster than last time; it seems it can't wait."

"Speaking of which, with the Spring Returns to All Things Divine Power, it would be too wasteful to plant some ordinary spiritual flowers and herbs in the spiritual field. After all, those spiritual materials are no longer scarce. Perhaps we should buy some rarer and more valuable spiritual roots to plant this time, so that this divine power can play its greatest role."

"And that suddenly appearing method..."