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

Li Qingshan was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you all to come."

Shi Bujing shook his head: "Young man, you underestimate us."

Wu Fang held the reins tightly: "Slaying demons and eliminating evil is the duty of the Demon Suppression Hall."

He immediately shook his head solemnly: "We who study the classics should naturally put our knowledge into practice."

Tian Quan said, "We are rough men and can't speak profound truths, but you saved my life, so naturally I won't abandon you."

Li Qingshan glanced around; in the darkness, everyone's eyes shone exceptionally bright.

"Alright. Have they arrived yet?" Li Qingshan asked, perking up.

Wu Fang turned his head and glanced at them: "They've already arrived."

Not far away, the sound of horses' hooves thundered like drums; the barbarian army had already charged in.

Li Qingshan used himself as bait to lure them all over.

At this moment, a countdown was clearly displayed in front of Li Qingshan:

4 hours and 23 minutes.

Li Qingshan distributed the blood-red jade, resurrection tobacco, and stamina beans he had hidden in his pocket to everyone.

"This is all the stock I have," Li Qingshan said.

Tian Quan grinned: "I understand, it's just death."

Lin Wenyun laughed heartily: "Killing a few more barbarians will not be a waste of this young man's spirit."

Everyone knew in their hearts that this might be the final battle. Li Qingshan had brought far too many barbarians, exceeding their capabilities. All they could do was risk their lives.

Li Qingshan nodded firmly and blurted out, "Run!"

"Um?"

Li Qingshan mounted his horse and waved his hand, saying, "Run! If you don't run, you'll be waiting to die!"

Everyone then came to their senses and followed Li Qingshan as he whipped his horse and rode away.

Lin Wenyun caught up with Li Qingshan and said, "The barbarians are already here. Shouldn't we fight them?"

"We can't fight them, there are too many of them, and we won't have a chance in the open." Li Qingshan cracked his whip fiercely. "You guys stick close to me, I know this area well."

Li Qingshan disappeared into a grove of trees, weaving and twisting his way through the trees until he managed to shake off the barbarians.

Having survived the ordeal, everyone felt incredibly lucky.

"Are you perhaps a pioneer? Otherwise, how could you be so familiar with the terrain around here?" Tian Ling asked.

"Otherwise what?" Li Qingshan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Tian Ling looked at her senior brother and wondered to herself, "Could he be from some wealthy family?"

Tian Quan shook his head, indicating to Tian Ling not to pry; people in the martial arts world all have things they don't want to talk about.

The terrain here is narrow, and it is impossible to pass by on horseback, so everyone dismounted and led their horses out.

After passing through the wild pine forest, the view suddenly opened up before us.

In the open space, there were only a few corpses lying in twos and threes, all of whom were pioneers who had been brutally slaughtered by the barbarians.

"These barbarians are truly hateful!" Tian Ling said indignantly.

"These barbarians frequently invade our Great Yan, plundering women and property, and our Great Yan army is unable to withstand them," he said solemnly. "I've heard that within the barbarian tribes, they have begun to cooperate with evil spirits. This world... alas..."

After traveling for a while, they saw a middle-aged man carrying a bowl in front of them. He wore a tall hat and a white hemp robe, and his round face and plump cheeks made him stand out from the wild atmosphere of the northern land.

He stood before a corpse, holding a bowl, muttering incantations, his face showing compassion.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Shi Bujing shouted, grabbing a shovel and rushing over.

"Light shines everywhere." The middle-aged man recited this first, then introduced himself: "I am a practitioner of the Great Light Sect. Seeing the corpses strewn all over this place, I am reciting scriptures to help them pass on to the afterlife."

After saying that, he repeated it again: "The light shines everywhere."

Li Qingshan vaguely felt that this person was somewhat familiar, as if he had encountered a similar person before.

"To deliver the souls of the dead?" Shi Bujing sneered. "You're probably using the souls of the dead to practice your evil magic."

The white-robed traveler shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, you probably have some misunderstanding about the doctrines of our sect. Our founding patriarch saw the darkness in the world and the suffering of all beings, so he made a great vow to let light shine on every suffering person."

"Do you dare let me see your alms bowl?" Shi Bujing shouted.

The white-robed pilgrim shook the alms bowl in his hand, from which came the weeping of departed souls. He sighed compassionately, "Ten thousand departed souls, sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, I cannot bear to watch."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and, as if riding a gentle breeze, drifted away into the distance, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Pah, luckily you left quickly, otherwise you would have definitely gotten a shovelful from me." Shi Bujing cursed and came back with the hand shovel.

Everyone looked at Shi Bujing and solemnly asked, "Do you have a grudge against the Great Brightness Cult?"

"It's not really a grudge. I encountered a practitioner from the Great Brightness Sect before, who was making money under the guise of talisman water. I knew that most people in this sect had wicked intentions. When I met this practitioner just now, I tried to trick him, and sure enough, I saw through his wickedness."

Having said that, he turned back to look at the desolate wilderness before him and said, "This time, the barbarians have wreaked havoc, causing immense suffering to the people of the north, but it has become a treasure trove for cultivators. After the barbarians leave, I'm afraid even more cultivators will flock here to gather souls and refine treasures."

Li Qingshan listened quietly to their conversation, but because he didn't know much about it, he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of bells behind them, and everyone was startled.

"The barbarians are coming, let's go!"

Everyone immediately mounted their horses. Li Qingshan looked around and said, "I know a place. Follow me."

Having said that, he took the lead and charged forward. After traveling for a while, there was an abandoned village ahead, the very place where Li Qingshan had hunted barbarians many times.

"We'll push the stone roller up, wait for them to charge, and then crush them to death."

Several people worked together, when suddenly Shi Bujing looked up and picked up a copper ring from the mud. He asked, somewhat puzzled, "Junior Uncle's things, how did they end up here?"

"What junior uncle?" Li Qingshan asked curiously.

"Our sect's internal affairs are not for outsiders to discuss." Shi Bujing silently put away the copper ring.

Li Qingshan nodded, indicating that he understood.

He was curious, however, as he hadn't been here since the last incident, so how did he know there was a lost bronze ring here?

Several people pushed the stone roller up, and at that moment, the barbarians rushed over.

Li Qingshan used himself as bait to lure the barbarians into the narrow alley.

As he rode past on horseback, Wu Fang and the others immediately pushed the stone roller down.

All he heard were screams of agony behind him. Li Qingshan didn't care how many barbarian soldiers he had killed, and he rode away on his horse.

By the time the barbarians charged over, Li Qingshan had vanished without a trace.

Li Qingshan used his familiarity with the terrain, employing ditches and forests to divide the barbarian soldiers into small groups, causing their numbers to dwindle continuously.

The crowd regrouped by the river, all shouting with delight.

Wu Fang cautioned, "Don't let your guard down. We've fought for so long, and we're exhausted. We can't hold on for much longer."

Shi Bujing went to the river to drink water and scooped up a handful to wash his face. He looked down and saw a face appear in the water, a furry head staring intently at him.

Suddenly, the other party stretched out two hairy arms, grabbed Shi Bujing's neck, and pulled him into the water.