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

Wu Fang was startled. Are all young people these days so reckless? The important figures of the barbarians aren't like cats and dogs on the street; you can't just kill them as you please.

"Good!" Lin Wenyun shouted. "Just as I thought, they should be allowed to come but not leave."

Li Qingshan gave him a look that said, "You understand me."

Tian Ling was also somewhat dazed. Judging from their tone, killing a big shot from the barbarian tribe must be something particularly easy.

"What are your plans?" Wu Fang had to shatter the unrealistic fantasies of the young people.

"First, we need to know where the other party is," Li Qingshan said.

Wu Fang fell silent. Judging from the young man's tone, it seemed as if finding the other person would be enough to kill him.

He said solemnly, "Let's set off now and not linger here too long."

The barbarians are already killing and burning; the longer the delay, the more people will perish.

Li Qingshan mounted his horse and said, "I'm faster, so I'll go ahead and leave a mark for you when I get there."

Having said that, he spurred his horse and rode away.

"Hey, what's that mark?" Tian Ling called out, but Li Qingshan had already sped away.

She looked away, a hint of disappointment in her expression. Turning to Okita Sen, she asked, "Senior brother, do you really think he's a pioneer?"

"It doesn't look like it. How could a land reclamation farmer have such a good horse?" Tian Quan said.

"That ugly horse?"

Wu Fang shook his head: "That's not an ugly horse. In my opinion, it's a magnificent steed that can travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles at night. Such a horse is worth at least a thousand taels of silver. If you had a thousand taels of silver, would you become a land reclamation farmer?"

"He's lying," Tian Ling suddenly realized. "I thought he was quite honest."

"Honest people can't survive like this," Tian Quan chuckled. "Judging by his lavish spending and the treasures he carries, he's probably a disciple of some major sect. He's lying about being a land reclamation expert because he thinks we can't befriend him."

Everyone agreed that Tian Quan's analysis made sense.

Lin Wenyun said, "Let's seize a few of the barbarians' horses, catch up with him, and see who he is."

Shi Bujing bent down and tied a pair of armor plates around his legs, saying, "Gentlemen, I'll be taking my leave now."

Having said that, he used his supernatural powers, took a few steps, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone has their own way of traveling, but it consumes too much of their spirit and soul, so they don't waste it on traveling.

Shi Bujing took the lead, his speed no slower than that of a galloping horse.

After traveling for a while, he stopped in a village of land reclaimers. There were signs of a battle there, and several refugees were huddled trembling in a corner.

"Has someone been here just now?"

One of the bolder ones nodded cautiously.

Where did he go?

The refugee pointed to the ground in front of him.

Shi Bujing went over to take a look and was speechless.

There were several barbarian corpses piled together on the ground, arranged in the shape of an arrow.

Behind him, Zheng Zhong arrived on the horse he had just stolen.

"What about the marks he left behind?" Tian Ling asked impatiently.

Shi Bujing pointed to the ground.

Tian Ling glanced at it and said speechlessly, "This mark... is really conspicuous."

"This person is too impatient. Why didn't he wait for us?" Zheng Zhong said.

"They probably thought we couldn't be of much help." Wu Fang examined the barbarian corpses on the ground. They were all killed with a single shot, and some of their heads were smashed to pieces. It was easy to imagine how strong the attackers were.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wenyun squeezed his legs together and charged off on horseback.

Shi Bujing also picked up a barbarian's horse and rode on its back.

Tian Ling pointed to the arrow on the ground, "If he leaves this behind, won't the barbarians be able to find him too?"

Wu Fang mounted his horse and gripped the reins tightly: "Perhaps this is exactly what he wanted. Giddy up!"

A group of people rushed in the direction of the arrow.

In the village ahead, Li Qingshan was engaged in fierce fighting.

Lin Wenyun arrived on horseback and his eyes lit up when he saw the scene: "I thought you could eat anything."

"The barbarians here are formidable; be careful of their arrows," Li Qingshan said.

"I'd like to see just how capable they are." Lin Wenyun leaped off his horse and drew his sword from his waist. The sound of the sword cutting through the air was like a bird's song, truly crisp and pleasant.

He exerted some effort and finally killed the barbarian in front of him. Just as he was about to show off to Li Qingshan, he saw that Li Qingshan had already dealt with the three or four enemies surrounding him.

"this……"

"Put things together and remember to arrange them properly. I need to lure them over."

Just as Lin Wenyun was about to say something, Li Qingshan had already ridden away.

At this moment, Zheng Zhong and his companions rode up on horseback. Upon seeing the corpse on the ground, they were also shocked: "Did the two of you do this?"

Lin Wenyun was embarrassed to admit it, so he mounted his horse and said, "You guys arrange the bodies properly, I'll go take a look at the front."

Tian Ling was a little confused: "What are you putting up?"

"Just as I guessed, he wanted to lure the barbarians here." Wu Fang looked in the direction Lin Wenyun had left. "He's incredibly audacious."

Li Qingshan rode a fast horse, coming and going in a hurry.

With Shi Bujing's assistance, his combat speed increased even more.

During the journey, they encountered other extraordinary figures in the martial arts world, who were also recruited into their team.

Before we knew it, more than a dozen people had joined the operation.

They were all practitioners from various schools and sects, trapped in the North.

Naturally, everyone's actions attracted the attention of the barbarians.

More and more refugees, unsure of where to go, chose to follow Li Qingshan.

It got dark.

Li Qingshan stopped by the river, gave the little black horse water, and washed the black iron spear in his hands.

It had been two days and two nights. Although he had been given tobacco and beans to replenish his energy, Li Qingshan still felt exhausted.

He turned back to look at the wilderness behind him, as if countless wronged souls were wandering on the earth.

One by one, white figures appeared and disappeared.

When night falls, evil spirits emerge.

However, they always kept a certain distance from Li Qingshan, probably because they could smell the murderous aura emanating from him.

Da da da.

The rapid sound of horses' hooves rang out as Lin Wenyun rushed over, saying, "The barbarians are attacking!"

"Are there many people coming?" Li Qingshan asked.

"Many," Lin Wenyun said.

This was exactly what Li Qingshan wanted. He stirred up trouble to lure over the important figures of the barbarian tribe.

"Why are you the only one here?" Li Qingshan asked curiously. Along the way, they had already attracted quite a few evil spirits to join them.

"They... went to catch evil spirits," Lin Wenyun said, looking down.

"Um?"

"You probably really are unaffiliated with any sect or faction, so you don't know that these evil spirits are treasures from head to toe, excellent materials for refining weapons and practicing martial arts. Normally, you wouldn't encounter so many evil spirits within the pass. That's why they're scrambling to go there," Lin Wenyun said.

"Why aren't you going?" Li Qingshan asked.

"I practice swordsmanship, but it's not very useful, otherwise I would have gone too."

At this moment, two more horses arrived, carrying Tian Quan and Tian Ling.

One after another, Shi Bujing, Wu Fang, and Zheng Zhong also arrived.