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

Chapter 141 General, Please Wait

A chilling atmosphere pervaded the air, obscuring the sun.

If one obtains it, one can enter the path.

If one obtains flowers, birds, fish, or insects, they can transform into demons.

When demons cross the street, everyone shouts to kill them.

Bai Yunhe never expected that Lord Shen's most beloved third concubine was actually a demon.

This is a major taboo.

"What did you see?" Shen Qingzhou picked up his wine cup and slowly sipped it.

Bai Yunhe immediately lowered his head, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "This humble servant did not see anything."

"When the Celestial Master descends from the mountain, the yin energy soars to the sky. How can you say you didn't see it?" Shen Qingzhou said, gazing at the ever-changing clouds in the distance.

On the desolate wilderness, the north wind howled, and a black-clad cavalry galloped swiftly, stirring up dust like a single ink dragon.

Hululu.

Dugu Yan pulled on the reins, bringing the galloping horse to a sudden stop. The horse raised its head and let out a long neigh.

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The thirty-six black-armored cavalry behind them also stopped abruptly, none of them taking another step forward.

Before my eyes, the dark clouds shift and change, the energy of heaven and earth condenses into a single hand, as if the wind itself is being grasped by someone.

Under the cover of wind and clouds, three thousand elite soldiers from the northern camp lay prone on the ground, their heads down and their buttocks sticking up towards the sky.

Then, Dugu Yan saw Old Zhang.

The wall blocked the view, but it couldn't block the overwhelming presence of the building.

"Since you're here, why not come in and have a chat?" Old Zhang's voice suddenly rang out.

Dugu Yan frowned, then suddenly said, "Alright."

"General, you mustn't!" shouted the black-armored cavalry behind him.

Dugu Yan waved her hand, dismounted, picked up the large sword from the horse's back, and strode forward.

One step, two steps—she had entered Old Zhang's aura range, and heavy pressure immediately came over her, threatening to bend and crush her.

She didn't fall; she kept moving forward.

As the pressure on her shoulders increased, she unconsciously gritted her teeth, her body trembled, and with each step she took, her heel struck the ground, creating a deep crater.

The heavy sound, like the beating of a drum, forced people to turn their heads.

Jin Wuji gasped, "Why hasn't the general fallen?!"

"In literature, there are Heavenly Masters; in martial arts, there are Heavenly Generals," Zuoqiu Han said. "Only Heavenly Generals can rival the Heavenly Masters."

"I only knew that the Great Yan had thirteen heavenly generals, but I never expected that you, General, would be one of them," Jin Wuji said in shock.

"She was nine years ago, and she is also the only female Heavenly General of the Great Yan Dynasty," Zuoqiu Han said.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Dugu Yan stepped forward until she reached the gate of the village.

Suddenly her knees buckled, and she almost collapsed to the ground. She raised the large knife in her hand and slammed it heavily into the ground, barely managing to keep herself upright.

She raised her head and met Zhang Zhenshan's gaze across the distance; his hair and beard were completely white.

"Let my people leave," Dugu Yan said.

"If you can take ten more steps forward, I will let them go."

"Do you want to be an enemy of the imperial court?" Dugu Yan sneered.

Zhang Zhenshan stepped forward: "What good will it do to be an enemy of the Great Yan!"

The immense pressure swept over them once again. Just when they could still move around a little, they were now forced to lie prone in the mud, unable to even catch their breath.

Only Dugu Yan stubbornly raised her head, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Alright. I'll take ten more steps, then you can let them leave."

Dugu Yan released her weapon and stepped forward, each step landing with a heavy thud. Her shoulders trembled as if a mountain were weighing her down, and she seemed on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

"General!"

Even Jin Wuji and the others couldn't help but shout out.

At this moment, they were completely convinced of Dugu Yan's abilities.

Thirty-six riders behind her stepped into the group, standing hand in hand like a wall, trying to share some of the burden with Dugu Yan.

The Taoist principle of "Tao follows Heaven and Earth" means using one's own strength to control the Qi (vital energy) of the surrounding world.

Some people can control five li, some can control ten li, and some can control a hundred li.

If they share the burden more, Dugu Yan will bear less of it.

"We will also share the burden with the general."

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Tuoba Feng was the first to try to stand up. He was known for his strength of 800 jin in both arms, but even standing up was extremely difficult, let alone moving freely.

"We'll come too."

Jin Wuji, Zuoqiu Han, and Lu Botong all unleashed their supernatural powers.

The three thousand soldiers surrounding Huai Shupo also exerted all their strength and slowly raised their heads.

Ten steps!

Dugu Yan took ten steps, her face already as pale as paper.

But she stubbornly refused to collapse, her eyes fixed on Zhang Zhenshan.

Suddenly, Jin Wuji felt the pressure on his shoulders lessen, and he was able to move freely again.

Everyone else felt the same way; they even felt uncomfortable and subconsciously moved their aching shoulders.

At this moment, Dugu Yan's vision went black, and she involuntarily fell backward.

"General!"

"General!!"

Everyone gasped in surprise. Tuoba Feng, who was closest, rushed over immediately and caught Dugu Yan as she was about to fall.

Her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and there was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of her mouth.

Even if the Heavenly Generals could rival the Celestial Masters, Dugu Yan was still some distance from Zhang Zhenshan.

The group carried Dugu Yan on their shoulders to keep her from falling, and then carried her away in an orderly manner.

No one looked back, but everyone's eyes were filled with boundless hatred.

"General Tianfu, we're still here!"

"Take us with you."

The Way of Impermanence from the White Bone Contemplation.

"You want to leave too."

Old Zhang pressed his hand down, and the men all fell to the ground again without prior arrangement.

"Old Celestial Master, we know we were wrong, please spare our lives."

"We won't do it again next time."

At this moment, Li Qingshan cautiously peeked out, scratching his head unconsciously, still somewhat confused about the situation.

But he understood at least one thing: the old Zhang in front of him was very strong, extremely strong.

However, how come such a strong old man like Zhang was defeated by me with just one stone roller?

"Qingshan Lang, this matter started because of you. Tell me, what should be done? Kill him or spare him?"

"It's all up to Elder Zhang to decide."

Old Zhang said, "I won't make things difficult for you. Leave one item for each of you as your money to save your lives."

Pu Guang of the Great Brightness Sect said, "We are of lowly status and have no influence. Could you please allow us to go back and discuss this?"

Old Zhang sneered, "Do you even have the right to negotiate?"

Suddenly, the heavy pressure came down again, and everyone felt as if their shoulder blades were about to crack.

"Master, please don't be angry. I am willing to hand over the Bright Fist Technique that I have developed on my own." After Pu Guang finished speaking, he felt the pressure on his body decrease.

He stood up shakily and took out a sheepskin from his bosom: "This is the manual of my Bright Fist, which I wish to offer to the Celestial Master."

"It's not for me, it's for him."

Li Qingshan walked over, glanced at it briefly, and then temporarily put it in his pocket.

Master Puguang was heartbroken but had no choice. After handing over the boxing manual, he turned and left without anyone stopping him.

"I have a Soul-Gathering Banner here that can absorb the souls of the dead. It contains the savings of my entire life and already contains the souls of seventy-eight dead," said the Daoist Wuchang.

Li Qingshan took the black Soul Gathering Banner, shook it, and immediately felt the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling in his ears.

Finally, he looked at Tian Dali.

He lay on the ground, still unconscious.