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

Chapter 150 The Dragon... Flew Away

Before the snake's head even struck, a gust of wind rushed towards Li Qingshan's eyes.

He instinctively stepped back, and in his panic, grabbed the short spear in his hand and threw it with all his might.

boom!

The giant snake's head fell to the ground, and a spurt of thick blood gushed out, landing directly on Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan tentatively raised his head and saw the snake's head hanging on the edge of the pit, a short spear stuck in its head, staring at him with its eyes wide open in death.

Then, little by little, it was dragged into the pit by the Ghost Blood Vine.

A deafening roar.

Li Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the blood all over his body. It seemed that he had succeeded.

The gates of the underworld will close in 3 minutes and 12 seconds. Hurry up and leave.

Without giving it much thought, Li Qingshan turned around and left, grabbing the white skull from the cave entrance and darting into the white mist.

Outside the cave.

A low growl came from inside the cave; everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

"This is—the roar of a dragon!"

"The Lord of Azure Scales has truly transformed into a dragon."

Shock, disbelief, and even awe filled the crowd. Some even knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly towards the cave.

"Hahaha."

Zheguer laughed loudly, "Gentlemen, please follow me into the cave to see what a real dragon looks like. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

The tribal chiefs exchanged glances, their eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

Zheguer took the lead, followed closely by Huyanbao, and the other clan leaders followed helplessly.

Upon entering the cave, the light suddenly dimmed.

Hetuge stopped in his tracks, a moment of realization crossing his face.

"Chief Hetuge, what's wrong? Hurry up and come inside!"

"Did you feel anything pass by here?"

"No, it's just the few of us."

"Are you confused?"

Hetuge shook his head, thinking it was probably just his imagination.

They continued forward, the cave growing deeper and deeper. Suddenly, Hetuge sniffed, "The smell of blood, a very strong smell of blood."

Zheguer strode forward and was the first to reach the edge of the pit. He looked down and suddenly froze.

Hu Yanbao also walked forward, but suddenly froze.

"What's wrong with Chief Zheguer?"

"Could it be that seeing a dragon for the first time was too shocking?"

"Who wouldn't be astonished upon seeing a dragon?"

The group walked forward while talking.

Looking down, everyone was stunned.

The cave was filled with lush vines and grasses, their tiny leaves, about the size of an eye, densely packed together.

Occasionally, one can catch a glimpse of a clean white skeleton beneath the green leaves.

"Chief Zhejuan—" Hetuge couldn't help but ask, "Where is your dragon?"

"Dragon—" Zhegu'er's mind went blank, and he murmured, "It probably flew away."

Suddenly, his legs gave way and he almost fell into the pit.

"Big brother, big brother—" Hu Yanbao hurriedly supported him: "Big brother has fainted."

After returning to Xiongtian, Li Qingshan immediately went into the earthen house.

He sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), diligently absorbing the dragon blood he had acquired.

The dragon's blood fell onto his skin, seeping into his pores, and Li Qingshan immediately felt a domineering power raging within his body.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Li Qingshan's body arched like a lobster, and the pain almost made him vomit up the acid in his stomach.

He even suspected that this was the vengeful spirit of the black snake taking revenge.

After all, the things I did to it were too numerous to count.

When Li Qingshan was in so much pain that he could hardly bear it anymore, he felt three more forces surging within him.

Iron-eating pig, moon-gazing roar, water ape.

The three forces withstood the impact of the Azure Dragon's blood.

They used Li Qingshan's body as their battlefield and began to fight.

Time and again, the pain was so intense that Li Qingshan felt like he was burning his tongue to pieces.

In the course of repeated battles, integration inevitably occurs.

Li Qingshan felt as if his body had been rebuilt, his muscles were torn apart and then regenerated, becoming stronger than before.

All the internal organs underwent a complete rebirth.

This process lasted for a full seven days.

On the seventh day, when Li Qingshan opened his eyes again, his first feeling was that he was very hungry.

Even if there were an elephant in front of me, I could probably eat it all.

He pulled out the dried meat he had stored and began to chew it in large mouthfuls.

After stuffing myself with four or five pounds of dried meat, the feeling of hunger was slightly relieved.

Li Qingshan touched his flat and firm belly, realizing that he was eating almost as much as a pig that eats iron.

After this transformation, Li Qingshan felt that the curse poison in his body had been completely cured. At the same time, his body also underwent incredible changes.

He ordered the skeleton squad to fetch some river water, light a fire under the iron-bottomed wooden barrel, and then jumped naked into the barrel himself.

Hot water absorbed the dirt from the body, revealing the white, jade-like skin beneath.

Li Qingshan looked down at his reflection in the water. His hair was jet black, his eyes were bright, and his face was angular. Even the dark skin he had gained from farming was gone.

"Why does he look like a pretty boy?"

Li Qingshan muttered to himself, feeling a sense of awe. He thought to himself, "It really is a complete transformation."

Even I can hardly believe it's really me.

He got out of the bucket, put his clothes back on, and walked out of the house.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Li Qingshan stood at the doorway, momentarily stunned. The breeze already carried a hint of warmth.

Looking down, I saw that wild grasses had sprouted tender shoots, pushing through the gray-black soil.

Spring is here.

The long winter is finally over, the soil is beginning to thaw, wild grass is sprouting again, and it's time to cultivate the land once more.

Suddenly, a string of text appeared before Li Qingshan's eyes:

Will new monsters appear again in 2 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes until the next refresh?

Li Qingshan was already quite impatient.

He felt that after experiencing this transformation from dragon to snake, his body had become stronger than ever before.

Perhaps, he has already broken through the Dragon-Tiger stage and entered the Heavenly General realm.

This was just Li Qingshan's guess, and he couldn't be sure for sure.

It would be great if we could find someone to give it a try.

But in the entire North, who is qualified to be their own whetstone?

A figure emerged.

However, he was unarmed and lacked a suitable weapon.

Li Qingshan crawled into the shack and ordered the little skeleton to start a fire.

The Black Iron Spear and the Ghost-Faced Roar were both lost in the cave, and it's unknown whether there will be any chance to find them in the future.

This time, Li Qingshan is going to forge a weapon himself.

He swung the hammer and slammed it heavily onto the anvil, and a weapon gradually took shape.

This is a wrought iron rod.

After quenching, Li Qingshan held it in his hand and tried it out; it was just right for him.

He carried the wrought iron rod, mounted his little black horse, and walked out of Huai Shu Village.

"Sir, where are you going?"

When Qin Afu saw Li Qingshan, he almost didn't recognize him.

At this moment, Li Qingshan was tall and muscular, with sharp features and a face as white as powder, just like the white-faced general in the lyrics.

The young women and wives around him stared at Li Qingshan, their faces turning red with embarrassment.

"I'll be right back." Li Qingshan mounted his horse and galloped away.