Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Chapter 140 Celestial Master Suppresses the Mountain

Old Zhang suddenly sat up from the table, his eyes wide: "Is there anything to eat?"

"have."

A multigrain porridge has been simmering in the iron pot, with dried meat added. Now the meat is cooked until tender and mixed with the porridge.

He served Old Zhang a bowl, which Old Zhang took and immediately poured into his mouth, ignoring the temperature.

After finishing one bowl, they immediately asked for a second one.

Li Qingshan didn't stop him, but just watched silently from the side. After he finished drinking, he would pour him another bowl.

Old Zhang drank eight bowls of hot porridge, and even the white steam coming out of his mouth was hot.

Li Qingshan watched as his shriveled belly slowly swelled up, as if it were shedding its skin, with the grayish-black skin on the surface slowly peeling away to reveal the clean, fresh skin underneath.

Finally, he got off the table barefoot: "Kid, I'll take care of this little trouble."

After saying that, he stepped to the door, reached out and pushed open the wooden door, and the sunlight fell right on his face.

He squinted slightly and stepped over the threshold.

At the main gate, Tian Dali and the others were getting impatient. A group of refugees surrounded them, crying and sobbing, their tears and snot almost covering them.

Just then, the sound of a door opening suddenly rang out from inside the village.

The crying stopped abruptly, and everyone turned to look. In the bright sunlight, they saw an old man with white hair walking out.

Inside the house, Li Qingshan stared at Old Zhang's back, blinking unconsciously, feeling as if he had become a different person.

Old Zhang, his hair and beard all white, walked out step by step.

"You old man—" Venerable Wuchang could only finish his sentence before he could not continue.

The old man in front of me keeps changing.

Not only him, but with every step he took, the surrounding sunlight, the sound of the wind, the grass and trees, the dust, the clouds high above, and the omnipresent yin energy in the world all changed.

The wind blows the clouds, the clouds cover the sky, and in an instant, dark clouds cover the sky, creating a sinister atmosphere.

After seven steps, the sun had set, and it seemed as if only Old Zhang was left.

"A Celestial Master!" Master Puguang's expression changed, and he said in disbelief, "There is actually a Celestial Master hidden here."

At this moment, Old Zhang's figure appeared incredibly tall, as if he were glowing, and with his beard and hair flying, he seemed to have the appearance of an immortal.

"What kind of damned Taoist master are you? Take this!"

Holding a wooden stick, Tian Dali charged toward Old Zhang, but with each step he took, he felt his body was extremely heavy, as if a mountain was pressing down on his shoulders.

He took seven steps, then knelt down on both knees with a thud, his waist bent under the weight.

He struggled to lift his head, his facial muscles contorted in pain: "How could this be!"

"The energy of heaven and earth within a ten-mile radius is concentrated in him alone. Every move he makes can summon wind and rain. Within ten miles, he is a celestial being on earth." Master Puguang's eyes seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and even his breathing became heavier: "This is the legendary Daoist magic of heaven and earth."

"kneel."

Old Zhang uttered a single word softly and reached down to press.

An invisible pressure came from afar, and Master Puguang felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his shoulders. His legs trembled involuntarily, and with a thud, his knees sank heavily into the ground.

"kneel!"

Old Zhang continued pressing down, and the Impermanence Venerable from the White Bone Temple also knelt on the ground.

"kneel!"

Old Zhang's shout was like thunder, and everyone felt a thunderous sound in their ears.

The refugees in front of the village gate surrounded the soldiers at Huai Shupo, and all of them knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"What's going on—" Tuoba Feng buried his head in the ground, struggling desperately, his head covered in sweat, "Why can't we stand up?"

"The Taoist Celestial Master follows the natural way." Zuo Qiuhan also knelt on the ground, slightly raised his head, and stared intently at Old Zhang.

Within a radius of ten miles, Old Zhang was the most conspicuous figure; it was impossible not to see him.

"He has seized the core of the formation between heaven and earth; he is heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are one man," Zuoqiu Han said. "I had only heard of it before, but I am fortunate enough to witness this supernatural power with my own eyes."

Jin Wuji looked up and saw a dark mass in front of him; not a single one of the three thousand soldiers he had summoned was standing.

He couldn't help but gasp; the Taoist Celestial Master was terrifying indeed.

Northern Camp.

Dugu Yan suddenly stood up, her eyes fixed on the distant sky.

"General, come and play with us." Two maids waved their handkerchiefs lightly.

Dugu Yan stepped out of the command tent, a smile suddenly appearing on her face: "There is a master in the north."

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She took her weapon, mounted her horse, and was followed by thirty-six black-armored riders who were as fierce as wolves and tigers as she galloped out of the military camp.

Qingniu Pass in the distance.

At the pass, Bai Yunhe looked on in amazement, and after a long while said, "With the Celestial Master making a move, this person probably cannot be killed."

"I can't kill him," Shen Qingzhou said, as if asking a question, or perhaps talking to himself.

Hua Niang suddenly stood up and took the large iron bow from the weapon rack.

"My lord, you mustn't," Bai Yunhe immediately said. "You must take care of your health. Shall I call someone here—"

Unexpectedly, Hua Niang did not hand the iron bow to Shen Qingzhou. Instead, she took the Soul-Chasing Arrow from the table and headed straight for the crenellations of the city wall.

Bai Yunhe opened his eyes wide. In his eyes, Hua Niang was just a beautiful woman, and there were many people in the mansion who talked about her in private.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly frail flower maiden exerted force with both arms, and a long wind blew, lifting her long hair, while the large iron bow was slowly drawn.

Bai Yunhe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and said, "My lord, attacking the Celestial Master would have unimaginable consequences."

Shen Qingzhou said slowly, "The Great Yan Dynasty has a total of ten Celestial Masters, each guarding a region, and they don't move around easily. So, where did this Celestial Master come from?"

Bai Yunhe frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't understand, please enlighten me, sir."

"Besides the ten Celestial Masters, there are twenty-one other people in the Great Yan Dynasty who are qualified to enter the Celestial Master realm. The court is mostly aware of the whereabouts of these twenty-one. Only one person suddenly disappeared three years ago and has been missing ever since."

"The sir is referring to Zhang Zhenshan, a former disciple of the Three Corpses Sect," Bai Yunhe said.

Shen Qingzhou remained noncommittal, then said to the crenellations of the city wall, "Hua Niang, the opponent is a Celestial Master. Think carefully before you make a move."

Hua Niang's gaze remained unwavering, and with a whoosh, the arrow in her hand shot out.

A black line flashed across the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the scene from afar, Bai Yunhe felt a mix of emotions.

Where will this arrow go? Will it actually hit its target?

"How dare you!"

A loud shout came from afar, like the sound of thunder.

Following closely behind a black dot in the sky, getting closer and closer, the deadly arrow that had been shot out actually flew back.

Hua Niang's expression changed drastically; the arrow was getting faster and faster, and there was no time to dodge it.

She looked at Shen Qingzhou for help, but he remained unmoved.

At the critical moment, she opened her mouth and spat out a red pill.

With a bang, an arrow shattered the red pill, and a sudden gust of wind arose, scattering the screens all around.

Hua Niang collapsed to the ground, her face as pale as paper. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, which fell like tiny peach blossoms onto the ground.

"Overestimating yourself," Shen Qingzhou sighed softly.

Bai Yunhe opened his eyes wide and saw that Hua Niang's ears suddenly turned pointed and slowly grew white hair.

This is a demon.