Zuo Shuming did not expect that it was just as Lonemoon said. Even when he went to the door, he did not get any answers and was even chased out. He vaguely sensed that even the steward of the outer sect did not know who gave him this task.
He instantly felt a little disheartened and unwillingly had to return to the spirit field. But that piece of land could not even be considered a spirit field. Not to mention planting spirit herbs, it was impossible to even revert it back to a field that could be planted.
Because of this, he felt even more guilty towards Lonemoon who was implicated by him. Once he returned, he bowed towards him. "Brother Lonemoon, I'm sorry, it's me who even … Eh?" Before he finished speaking, he saw that the ground that was originally filled with weeds as tall as a person had completely changed. The weeds were gone, the ground had been turned over, and there was a fresh smell of soil all around. "This land … How did it turn over so quickly, Brother Lonemoon, you …"
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So fast? What happened to the hard soil that was extremely difficult to cultivate?
"Mm." Lonemoon stood up nonchalantly before nodding and answering, "The land is already planted. Come come come, let's talk about cultivation?" Hurry up and upgrade the face-slapping set.
"Ah? Ah! "Zuo Shuming was dumbfounded, completely unable to recover from the huge change in front of him.
"What ah!" Lonemoon glanced at him and said with a serious expression, "With your cultivation, if you don't work hard, are you going to wait for your cultivation to grow naturally? You cannot slack off on cultivation, hurry up and meditate and cultivate. "
"Oh … Oh, okay." Zuo Shuming was shocked by the look and suddenly forgot what he wanted to ask. Subconsciously, he sat down on the ground and began to absorb spirit Qi. He did not know if it was an illusion, but for some reason, he felt that the spirit Qi around him had become thicker, even faintly felt that it was even thicker than the main peak. He could not help but enter the state of cultivation.
Brother Lonemoon was right, no matter what was going on with this spirit field, his priority now was to improve his own strength. Only when he was strong enough would others not be able to bully him. Other than completing the sect's mission, he had to work hard on cultivation.
But this spirit field, even if it was reclaimed, the spirit herbs would probably not grow well. He would do his best to plant it. If he really could not hand over the fifty spirit herbs, he would bear all the punishment from the sect.
Having made up his mind, he concentrated on his cultivation. However, what happened next directly messed up all his plans and even made him a little dumbfounded. He originally thought that it would be pretty good if a dozen or so low-level spirit herbs could grow on such a piece of land. But when he arrived the next day, he discovered that the originally barren ground had sprouted a large patch of crispy green shoots overnight. Each shoot carried spiritual energy, and there was no doubt that they were spirit plants. It was far more than just fifty.
He was overjoyed. This was simply a miracle. With such a large batch, if they took care of it carefully, they might be able to gather enough to hand over. Unfortunately, his teammate Lonemoon obviously didn't think so.
"Brother Lonemoon, I didn't expect it to really germinate. The Spirit Qi in the morning is dense, and spirit plants like water. Let's go get some water now. "
"There's no need," he replied.
Zuo Shuming faltered. "Wh …"
Before he could finish his words, the surroundings suddenly darkened. A dark cloud floated over and a light rain poured down, instantly drenching the entire spiritual field.
Zuo Shuming: "…" This is too much of a coincidence!
But the rain was not entirely a good thing.
"If there's too much rain, it will easily damage the shoots. Let's dig a canal."
"No need," Lonemoon replied with the same two words.
Indeed, in the next moment, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed. It was as if the clouds were really just there to water the plants.
Zuo Shuming: "…"
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The key was that this was not the first or second time. What happened next completely toppled his worldview.
"Brother Lonemoon, the spirit shoots have already grown. I think we need to fertilize them. Let's go look for some plant ash."
"No need."
A strong gust of wind blew and dust flew. The strong wind carried a layer of black ash across the entire spiritual field, leaving a thick layer of plant ash.
Zuo Shuming: "…" That works too!
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"Brother Lonemoon, the spirit shoots have already started to grow. This situation is extremely prone to insects. Why don't we ask for some insect repellent talismans from the Senior Brother in charge?"
"No need."
A wave of bird cries sounded. Instantly, a large flock of spirit birds flew over from afar and landed on the ground. Then, they focused on searching for insects to eat.
Zuo Shuming: "…" Holy shit!
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He suddenly felt like he could not help at all. These spirit herbs were not planted by them. They must have been planted by the heavens!
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As for the spirit plants in the field, they grew larger and larger, more and more vigorous, more and more pleasing to the eye, and the longer they grew … the more their shapes became wrong!
"Brother Lonemoon, this is a second-stage two-leaf fresh herb, right? Why did it grow four leaves? Could it be a mutation! "
"Brother Lonemoon, that's a Penetrating Wood Lotus. I remember it was a third-stage one. Why did it evolve into a fourth-stage one?"
"Brother Lonemoon, is this a Purple Spirit Ginseng? Look at the leaves. They seem to be bigger than a thousand-year-old one! "
"Brother Lonemoon, that stalk …"
Logically speaking, it was very difficult to mutate and evolve spirit herbs. Some people would not even see one stalk in their entire lives. However, upon closer inspection, although this spiritual field was filled with spirit plants ranging from grade one to grade four, every single one of them was either mutated or evolved. There was actually not a single one of them that was growing normally. The surroundings were filled with spirit energy. It seemed like if he did not change, he would not fit in.
"Calm down!" Lonemoon patted his shoulder naturally. "You'll be fine once you get used to it."
"…" He could get used to this?
"Alright, hurry up and cultivate! I'll teach you a simple sword technique today! "Lonemoon changed the topic.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party's face paled. "Is … is it really that simple?"
"Of course! This is the basics. "
"…" Zuo Shuming subconsciously touched his bruised face. You said the same thing a few days ago.
He did not know why, but ever since the day he planted the spirit fields, Brother Lonemoon seemed to suddenly become more interested in his cultivation. Every day, he would either force him to cultivate or teach him all kinds of spells. He did not give him any chance to rest. He would teach him all kinds of spells. If the first time was not enough, he would teach him twice. If the second time was not enough, he would teach him thrice. If the third time was not enough … he would teach him.
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Yet he could not retort. After all, the other party was doing it out of kindness. His previous cultivation was indeed higher than his. He could only bite the bullet and learn. Although he did not have to plant the spirit fields anymore, he became even busier. He was not allowed to rest unless he learned one or two spells or increased his cultivation.
But even so, he felt that Brother Lonemoon was looking at him with more and more disdain. His entire face seemed to say: You're the worst student I've ever taught.
He had almost forgotten that his mission was to plant the spirit fields, not to cultivate. What's more, it was the kind where he risked his life to cultivate.
Even when he occasionally remembered the mission, he reminded him. "Brother Lonemoon, this spirit plant …"
"What spirit plant? You can't even learn the Water Manipulation Art. What face do you have to say anything else? Continue cultivating! "
"Alright … alright."
Why did it feel like he had gained a Master instead of a friend?
The key was that his cultivation had really increased. In a short two months, he had risen from the seventh stage of Qi Refinement to the tenth stage. He seemed to be on the verge of breaking through.
Lonemoon who had been teaching for three months: "…" He suddenly missed Fatty who had skipped a grade.
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