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

"The Three Corpses Gate?" Li Qingshan repeated it subconsciously.

Shi Bujing puffed out his chest, tilted his head back, and said, "How about that? Your reputation is legendary, isn't it?"

Li Qingshan, riding on horseback, shook his head: "I've never heard of that before."

Shi Bujing: "Then you are quite ignorant."

At this moment, several more people emerged from behind the stones by the roadside, all dressed in strange clothes, looking like wandering martial arts masters.

Li Qingshan also dismounted from his horse, knowing that he couldn't do it alone and needed help as well.

A middle-aged scholar-like man, dressed in a blue cloth robe, cupped his hands and said, "I am Zheng Zhong from Wan Juan Academy. Like other fellow Daoists, I came to the North on business and happened to encounter barbarians causing trouble. We are all fellow Daoists, and we had no choice but to take action."

Another young man dressed as a swordsman cupped his hands and said, "I am Lin Wenyun from the Iron Sword Sect."

A man dressed in black clothes and boots, with a black knife at his waist, said, "Wu Fang of the Demon Suppression Hall."

Another middle-aged man said, "My name is Tian Quan, and this is my junior sister, Tian Ling. We are both from the Dragon Tiger Sect."

Tian Quan appeared to be injured, as he kept clutching his left waist in a stiff posture.

Beside him was a young woman dressed in a blue Taoist robe.

"My name is Li Qingshan."

"Which sect do you belong to?" Tian Ling asked.

Li Qingshan shook his head: "I have no sect or faction. I am a pioneer from the surrounding area, living on Huai Shu Slope."

"No sect or faction?" Tian Ling frowned, seemingly incredulous. "Did you really kill so many people?"

The others were also somewhat disappointed. They had thought Li Qingshan was also a cultivator, but it turned out he was just a pioneer.

Li Qingshan glanced around and saw that everyone looked tired, indicating that they must have been through a lot.

He took out a handful of roasted dried beans from the bag on his horse and distributed them to everyone, saying, "Try some to replenish your energy."

When the portion was placed in front of Tian Ling, she saw Li Qingshan's large, dark hands, still stained with blood, and immediately turned her head away, saying, "I'm not hungry yet."

The others accepted it out of politeness, intending to throw it away when Li Qingshan wasn't looking.

Since he's just a mere pioneer, there's no need for cooperation. It's best to find an excuse to separate.

Shi Bujing, however, didn't mind. He popped a handful into his mouth, crunched it a couple of times, and then suddenly his eyes widened: "These beans..."

"What's wrong?" the others asked.

He asked solemnly, "Could it be poisonous?"

"These beans are a treasure!" Shi Bujing said incredulously as he stretched his body. "Just a few beans, and I'm not hungry anymore, and I have energy again."

Others tried it as well and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Medicines like these to replenish stamina aren't cheap within the pass," said Wu Fang from the Demon Suppression Hall. "Young brother, where did you obtain them?"

"I got them by chance, I got them by chance." Li Qingshan took out a few more cigarettes and distributed them to everyone, "They'll help you stay energized."

Tian Ling caught one, but didn't recognize it. Tian Quan said, "Junior sister, you don't know this. It's called longevity grass. It's a rare species from overseas. It's said that its fragrance can prevent soul loss."

Wu Fang lit one, took a deep breath, and suddenly widened his eyes, saying, "This thing... is far superior to ordinary goods on the market."

"A chance find, a chance find."

The group greedily took a few breaths. Fighting the barbarians had taken a toll on their souls, leaving them all extremely weak.

With the help of this calming tobacco, everyone's spirits were quickly restored.

Tian Quan realized that this was a precious item, and reluctant to finish it, he extinguished it, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in his pocket.

"Young man, you're not telling the truth," said Zheng Zhong from the Ten Thousand Scrolls Academy. "This longevity herb and the beans from earlier are no ordinary things. Are you truly without any sect or school of thought?"

"I'm a farmer, so it's inevitable that some strange and unusual things will grow in my fields," Li Qingshan said casually, then looked at Tian Quan. "Are you perhaps injured? I happen to have some medicine here to treat injuries."

"You also have medicine for treating injuries?" Tian Ling blurted out.

Li Qingshan took out a packet of red powder, which was the antidote for the crushed blood-red stone, to be distributed to the Tian, ​​Qi, and Meng families. He had also brought some with him since the incident had happened so suddenly.

Tian Quan loosened his clothes, revealing an arrow wound in his left waist. The barbarian arrows were all barbed, hooking into flesh and blood. In his haste, Tian Quan hadn't cleaned it properly, and the wound had already turned black and blue.

"Senior brother!" Tian Ling's eyes reddened. She hadn't expected Tian Quan to be so badly injured. If he didn't receive treatment soon, it could be fatal.

Tian Quan forced a smile: "It's alright, I won't die."

Li Qingshan said, "Clean the wound thoroughly first, then apply the medicinal powder. There should be no problem."

"I'll do it."

Lin Wenyun stepped forward and drew his sword, which was thin and delicate.

"Grill it over the fire first," Li Qingshan suggested.

Lin Wenyun aimed his sword at Tian Quan's wound, then suddenly reached out. The sword, as if measured by a ruler, cut away the black flesh of the wound cleanly and precisely, not an inch more or less.

Bright red blood immediately flowed out. Tian Quan gritted his teeth, letting the sweat pour down his face, and remained silent.

Li Qingshan then stepped forward and sprinkled the medicinal powder evenly onto the wound.

Tian Ling squeezed through the crowd and saw that the bleeding had stopped immediately, and the wound was scabbing over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tian Quan opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and said, "This is truly a divine medicine. Sir, you have saved my life. Please accept my bow."

"You flatter me, you flatter me," Li Qingshan waved his hand and said, "Let's exchange information and discuss what to do next."

Wu Fang, being an official, remained remarkably calm: "We do possess some intelligence, and we should exchange it with you."

As he spoke, he looked at Li Qingshan: "Young man, why don't you tell me what you know first?"

Li Qingshan said, "There are two groups that have invaded the northern lands this time. One is the Red Bone Tribe of the barbarians, and the other is the Azure Scale Tribe of the barbarians. The two groups number about five thousand people each. Their purpose is the same: to kill, not to rob."

Tian Ling asked, puzzled, "Why kill someone?"

"The method." Li Qingshan was sparing with his words.

Wu Fang was startled. How did this person know so much, even the number of barbarians and their purpose?

"What intelligence do you possess?" Li Qingshan asked Wu Fang.

Wu Fang coughed awkwardly, "We know, young man, we already know. Let's discuss what to do next."

Li Qingshan asked, "What do you mean?"

Zheng Zhong said solemnly, "The barbarians' slaughter of the innocent is an outrage against Heaven. We should join forces, kill more barbarians, and teach them a lesson."

"That's what I was thinking," Li Qingshan nodded. "But killing more ordinary barbarian soldiers won't be enough to vent our anger. This operation will definitely be overseen by a high-ranking barbarian figure."

Li Qingshan waved his hand and said, "In my opinion, since they're here, we shouldn't let them leave."