Chapter 142: The Spiritual dicine Field and Watchtoweri
Translator: 549690339
“Senior, the Sacrificial Spirit of Liu Village is indeed formidable. If he were to lend us a hand, Heaven nding Pavilion would surely survive this crisis in safety!”
Little Dot heaved a sigh, his thoughts etched deeply.
Unfortunately, he did not even know where Liu Village was located.
Moreover, he had a hunch that, even if he knew where it was, he would probably be unable to reach that mysterious place without a villager guiding him.
“Child, there’s no need to feel sorrow for or regret for Heaven nding Pavilion. This cause and effect have been dictated by fate. Perhaps today’s outco has been predetermined long ago!”
The Old Vine spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, evidently resigned to life and death.
“Moreover, even if you were to find the Sacrificial Spirit of the village, he might not lend a hand. Don’t let these things bring you down, my boy. Such is the world; tomorrow’s sun will always rise!”
The Old Vine let out a kind voice.
up ahead, a fierce wind was blowing, and ghosts were howling. The silhouette of a ghostly figure, with a sharp weapon sticking out of his head, was sobbing and wailing, groaning in bitter anguish as if his heart had been torn…
The world was filled with desolation.
For the dozens of days that followed, Little Dot continued to diligently study the Treasured Techniques in the Pure Land. With the thoughtful teaching and sparing no effort in training by Ancestor Mu Yan, he gained even better mastery over Thunder and Lightning. Despite his young age, he had reached a new stage.
“He is indeed a rare and teachable student!” Ancestor Mu Yan was astonished by Little Dot’s talents in cultivation.
This little boy didn’t seem to have any extraordinary innate skills, but his achievents in both Treasured Techniques and physical skills were exceptional, exceeding even the gifted talents. Even the art of Thunder and Lightning could be mastered in a short ti.
Thinking back, it had taken Mu Yan several years to reach this point, yet he had advanced ahead of his peers.
“Pavilion Master, there have been an increasing number of figures outside the Heaven nding Pavilion in recent days. Apart from so of the major clans we’ve been in conflict with, there are many unfamiliar faces lurking around the pavilion gates.”
The elder in charge of the patrol hastened to report.
Less than a month had passed, and what was once known as the Wilderness Pure Land outside Heaven nding Pavilion had been taken over by various kinds of creatures.
These creatures were up to no good. Although they hadn’t acted rashly, they were secretly probing into things and there was a tension in the air, a sense of impending conflict.
“A bunch of riff-raff! If they dare to co in, I’ll make sure they are exterminated under the heaven’s thunder!”
Mu Yan was a typical hot-temper, cursing directly when he heard the news. There was a faint crackle of lightning around his body.
He was already aware of the condition of the Spirit God Vine and had a rough idea of what these suddenly appeared creatures intended to do. He was even more furious because of it!
“Order everyone to be vigilant and report imdiately if anything is amiss!” Taking a deep breath, Mu Yan said slowly.
Unlike the impending storm indicated at Heaven nding Pavilion, Liu Village remained peaceful. Nestled quietly in the valley, it continued to prosper.
Smoke was curling up from the chimneys in the forest, ethereal and elusive. Green trees, red walls, black tiles, this pastoral southern scenery resembled a poem. The silent beauty was so captivating that anyone who laid eyes on it would unwillingly set their gaze elsewhere.
Old Man Lin has been quite busy lately, so busy that he barely has a mont to rest.
The treasures brought back from the Hundred-Broken Mountain by Lin Zhuang, Tu Wa Zi and the others were abundant, they seem to have emptied a treasure house of all oddities and rarities and piled them into a hill.
He has been arranging and categorizing these items for days with the villagers. Beyond the array of divine weapons left from ancient tis, there are many treasure dicinal plants.
Each one is a rare dicine that one seldom sees in their usual lives. So of them are even extraordinarily valuable divine and immortal herbs which have strong effects. These herbs have supposedly beco extinct, it would be impossible to find them in the Wilderness.
These are true treasures, anyone of which would be enough to ignite a bloody storm if brought out.
What was more important was that when Tu Wa Zi and the like were excavating these, they were very careful not to damage the roots of these herbal plants. They were dug out with the soil. With a little attention, there’s a great chance to plant and keep them alive.
When encountering such rare items, Old Man Lin wouldn’t miss this chance, he waved his hand decisively, demarcated a place in the back mountain specially for the planting of these herbs. He went as far as appointing mbers of the patrol team to guard, as you may put it, “within five steps there is a sentry, within ten a post”.
In addition to this, the Old White Tiger King was also assigned to guard this area, not to ntion humans, even a fly might find it hard to get in.
Through several days of ticulous cultivation, the results have been quite significant. Many herbs have recovered their vitality and co back to life their leaves restored to their crystal clear green, glowing with brilliant light. Whenever the breeze blows, the strong sll of the herbs mingles with the fragrance of the soil and spreads across the fields.
Perhaps it’s because of the nourishnt of these herbs that the soil has beco more fertile. The trees around the area are lush, upright and evergreen.
“The soil and water of our Liu Village are top-notch!” Old Man Lin lightly stroked his beard, his face was full of smiles.
Everyone knows that the rarer the herbal dicines are, the more demanding they are of the environnt. It is rare that they can continue to survive after they’ve been moved.
Not to say there aren’t any, but are extrely rare. A large amount of nutrients are needed in the process, all of which are valuable. These can’t be afforded by ordinary people, and even sothing that the whole clan may have difficulty bearing.
What he doesn’t know is that these herbs have regained their vitality so quickly, mainly due to the Spirit Gathering Array gathering all the spiritual energy around him.
Under the operation of the Spirit Gathering Array, the abundant spiritual energy, just like a whale gulping water, is all gathered in the small Liu Village, making it, regardless of its size, comparable to the wonderful place of Cave Heaven.
In such an environnt, these herbal dicines naturally regain their vitality in the shortest ti.
Jiang Hui has had quite a leisure ti in these few days. Of course, he is very easy-going every day.
The dragon egg he summoned a few days ago had hatched. His good fortune was neither good nor bad. He drew a gold-level dragon egg which gave him several casks of fruit wine, so mortal-level weapons, and a design blueprint for a watchtower.
Those casks of fruit wine were not as precious as Monkey Wine. They were just ordinary drinks with no special use. Jiang Hui distributed them on the spot.
The weapons and the design of the watchtower were also handed out in the sa way.
The location of the watchtower was chosen by Old Man Lin, it was close to the entrance of the village.
The watchtower was hundreds of ters high with a large area. It looked more like a castle than a tower, except it was more oval and slender. From afar, it seed like a giant overseeing the outside of Liu Village, sternly warning all who dared to trespass.
By my calculations, the ti for the Heaven nding Pavilion’s downfall should be close now, right?”
On the mountaintop, Jiang Hui gazed into the distance, his eyes flickering. He was still waiting to gather more disciples to strengthen Liu Village..
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