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

Chapter 143 A Place of Feng Shui

"What kind of brother are you talking about? I don't know you at all." Wang Daoren knelt on the ground and said, "Master Celestial, he forced me to come. I didn't mean to offend you."

"Damn it, you were the one who encouraged me to come!" Luo Daoren cursed.

Old Zhang suddenly struck, pressing down with his hand. With a cracking sound, the two men fell to the ground, blood squeezing from their mouths, and were crushed to death.

"Alas—it is shameful that my Taoist disciples have fallen to such a low level." Old Zhang waved his hand lightly.

Li Qingshan gasped in shock; the Celestial Master's attack was terrifyingly powerful.

With just a flick of his hand, the opponent was crushed to death.

"Quickly search them and see if they have any good stuff on them."

"Yes, yes." Li Qingshan suddenly realized, squatted down, and began searching the body.

Besides the exaggerated copper coin sword, a secret manual called the Corpse-Driving Manual was also found on Luo Daoren.

The book details the characteristics of various corpses and how to transform a living person into a corpse to suit one's needs.

As for Wang Daoren, nothing was found.

It seems he's just a good-for-nothing in the cultivation world, the kind who freeloads off others.

"Bury their bodies in the graveyard, make use of them," Li Qingshan instructed Qin Afu.

"Remember to take off your Taoist robe; I happen to be missing a piece of clothing."

Old Zhang gave a few instructions, then looked at Li Qingshan: "I have given you everything I needed to say. Now that I'm handing over this feng shui to you, it's time for me to leave."

Li Qingshan clasped his hands in a fist and bowed respectfully, saying, "Take care on your journey, Celestial Master."

three days later.

Li Qingshan has mastered the method of controlling the feng shui of a region.

Old Zhang shouldered his bag, took Zhou Huwa's hand, and left Huai Shupo.

Li Qingshan stood in front of the gate, watching their departing figures, and opened his right palm, revealing a red "Dao" character.

Holding the character "Dao" in his hand, he could feel his connection to this world, and nothing within ten miles could escape his notice.

Is this the power of the Celestial Master?

However, this power is a trump card, a secret technique that cannot be used recklessly. If used carelessly, it might be exhausted, leaving one helpless in a critical moment.

"The Celestial Master has descended the mountain."

"The Celestial Master has left Huai Shu Po and is heading towards Qing Niu Pass."

"The Celestial Master was also with a child."

Since the Celestial Master appeared and began to manipulate the winds and clouds, countless eyes have been fixed on Huai Shupo.

He had barely left Huai Shupo when he was already being watched.

"The Celestial Master has already passed through Qingniu Pass and left the northern lands."

Jin Wuji immediately rushed into the command tent, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "General, the old man has left. We can make our move now."

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"Make a move?" Dugu Yan sat behind the desk, still able to see the scenery outside through the door: "The winds and clouds gather but do not disperse. Although the Celestial Master is gone, he left behind his life-saving tricks. We cannot touch him for the time being."

"Then let's just swallow this insult!" Jin Wuji gritted his teeth, recalling the image of three thousand elite soldiers kneeling at Huai Shu Village. "None of us brothers can swallow this."

"Then let's wait. Once the storm has passed, no one will be able to protect him anymore." Dugu Yan suddenly coughed twice, a blush appearing on her pale face.

She also suffered hidden injuries during her last encounter with the Celestial Master.

At Qingniu Pass.

Bai Yunhe strode up to the pass and saw Lord Shen standing in front of the battlements in a blue robe.

He immediately took the cloak and draped it over his shoulders.

"The person has already left?"

"Following your instructions, we did not show ourselves, nor did we obstruct you or treat you excessively."

"What is the background of the child next to him?"

"We haven't been able to find anything yet, but it seems like he's mute."

"It's good that he's gone. The North can't accommodate such a great immortal. Besides—" Shen Qingzhou paused and said, "he might not be able to come back."

"I've heard that the Three Corpses Sect is in serious trouble this time," Bai Yunhe said cautiously.

Shen Qingzhou did not answer, but just looked at the distant sky.

The winds and clouds gather but do not disperse, so there is no way to take action against that farmer.

He was like a piece of wood, plunging into the desolate north, bringing a glimmer of hope to the pale land.

This was different from what Shen Qingzhou had originally thought.

He gripped the edge of the stack, his knuckles turning pale from the force, and he coughed violently again.

He hated the feeling of losing control of things.

"My lord, the imperial court has sent another batch of refugees to the northern lands to reclaim wasteland."

"Send them all here."

Locust Tree Slope.

Not long after Old Zhang left, an uninvited guest arrived.

"Manager Liu, save me!" Tian Dali shouted at the person who came, as he was tied to the pillar.

Last time, he quickly fainted, and when he woke up, he was tightly bound, not even knowing what had happened in between.

Li Qingshan was forging iron in his shack when he saw him coming. He put down his hammer, wiped his hands, and walked over.

"You've brought the ransom?"

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Manager Liu smiled and said, "I came here in person to discuss business with Mr. Qingshan."

"What business can we discuss?"

"Mr. Aoyama, do you know that you have actually been blocked by all the forces in the North?"

What kind of power could the North possibly have?

"Many," said Manager Liu. "The Great Brightness Sect, the White Bone Temple, and many other sects. Everyone hopes that the North will descend into chaos, because only when it's chaotic will people die, and only when many people die will treasures be found."

However, Mr. Qingshan happened to save many people and prevent them from getting rich. Tell me, how could they not hate you?

"Isn't your Sihai Money Exchange the same?" Li Qingshan said.

"Absolutely not the same," said Manager Liu. "We're in business; we do business with the living, and we do business with the dead."

They do business with their friends, and they also do business with their enemies.

Since we can't beat Mr. Aoyama, let's sit down and talk business calmly.

Manager Liu waved his hand and said, "From now on, if Qingshan has any business, just do it with us. We guarantee that Mr. Qingshan will be satisfied."

"You make that sound very straightforward. You're in business, and I'm a farmer. We're a perfect match," Li Qingshan said.

Manager Liu said with a smile, "That makes sense."

"However, I already have partnerships with others. The Meng family, the Tian family, and the Qi family are all my long-time clients."

"Now, they probably wouldn't dare to offend Qingniu Pass and the Northern Camp for the sake of Huai Shupo."

"It has indeed been a long time since we've seen them," Li Qingshan said. "And yet you dare?"

"Sihai Money Exchange has been in business for so long, it naturally has its own methods." Manager Liu held up a bronze plaque with a gold ingot printed on it.

"With this gold ingot token, you are a customer of our Sihai Money Shop, and you can get a 3% discount on everything in Sihai Money Shop."

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Li Qingshan nodded and put the gold ingot away: "You guys are quite good at doing business."

"I look forward to cooperating with Mr. Qingshan as soon as possible." Manager Liu pointed to Tian Dali, who was tied to a pillar, "This person—"

"You can take them with you."

"No, Mr. Aoyama, you misunderstand. What I mean is, let him stay here and act as an errand boy. If Mr. Aoyama needs any dirty or hard work, just tell him."

Upon hearing this, Tian Dali's eyes widened immediately.