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

“Ah…”

Before Shi Bujing could even make a sound, two wet arms wrapped around his neck. He couldn't even lift his head. He tried to resist with his back, but he couldn't win. With a splash, he plunged headfirst into the dark water.

"What is that!" Lin Wenyun shouted.

"The Stone Taoist has been dragged into the water," he said solemnly.

The crowd rushed to the shore in a panic. Looking down, they saw the water churning and Shi Bujing being entangled by a dark figure, the two locked in a fierce battle.

Li Qingshan raised his black iron spear, intending to thrust it down, but the two were entangled together, and he had no chance to make a move.

Others were also hesitant to act rashly.

At the critical moment, Li Qingshan suddenly turned around and took the yellow gourd off the horse.

He opened the gourd's mouth, shook it gently, and a dark shadow emerged.

Everyone was startled; Li Qingshan actually had a trump card up his sleeve.

Li Qingshan pointed to the dark shadow in the water and patted his chest, indicating that he would pay later.

The water ghost, Ah Die, plunged headfirst into the water.

"Great!" Tian Quan and Tian Ling cheered in unison.

Wu Fang's expression grew increasingly serious.

The art of exorcising and controlling ghosts is not uncommon for cultivators. However, it is almost unheard of to be able to command them as freely as Li Qingshan.

Evil spirits are not without their own opinions; if you can't handle them, they will devour you.

How did he do that? Does he have some secret technique?

The water ghost's hair grew wildly, like a black mist, entangling the dark shadows at the bottom of the water.

The dark figure suddenly leaped out of the water.

Its entire body was covered in wet white fur, it bared its teeth, its eyes were bloodshot, and it was holding a bloodstained large knife in its hand.

At this moment, Shi Bujing's figure slowly sank to the bottom, and a splash of blood rose up.

"It's the Water Marquis of the Canglin Tribe," Wu Fang quickly warned. "This monster has thick skin and is incredibly strong. Everyone, scatter quickly."

"Sizzle!"

The water ape bared its teeth and roared, then slashed down with its sword, twisting its body in mid-air like a spinning top.

"Well done!"

Lin Wenyun, young and ambitious, was eager to find a master to test his swordsmanship. He took a step forward and unleashed a swift, accurate, and ruthless attack, aiming straight for the water ape's throat.

clang!

The sword pierced the water ape, but it was completely unharmed; the scales on its throat gleamed with a bluish light.

The water ape swung its greatsword down like a windmill, slicing Lin Wenyun in two with a single blow to his shoulder.

"Ah!" Tian Ling covered her face and let out a hysterical scream.

Everything happened so fast that people couldn't even react.

Lin Wenyun was perfectly fine, but then suddenly he died, his body half over there and half over here.

Chi!

With a creak, the water ape swung its broadsword horizontally towards Tian Ling, who was clutching her head.

clang!

A black iron spear thrust in from the side, blocking the attack. Tian Quan reached out and pulled her behind him.

When Tian Ling came to her senses, she saw that Li Qingshan was already fighting with the water ape.

Li Qingshan launched three powerful attacks: Overlord's Top, Overlord's Top Again, and Overlord's Super Top.

If you unleash these three attacks all at once, even a monster would have to retaliate and defend.

Then the water ape swung its broadsword and smashed it towards Li Qingshan's face.

Li Qingshan raised his gun with both hands to block, his hands trembled violently, and the black iron gun almost slipped from his grasp.

He suddenly pushed the monster away, staggered backward, and shouted, "We're no match for them, retreat!"

This water ape is incredibly strong, has thick skin, and its moves are ferocious. In three more moves, I'll be the one losing my head.

At this moment, the water ghost Adie reappeared and wrapped her entire body around the water ape.

Taking advantage of this time, everyone mounted their horses and galloped away into the distance.

"kill!"

A fire broke out ahead, and barbarians charged forward, torches in hand.

"Hurry up and go."

Li Qingshan turned his horse around and changed direction.

"kill!"

Another shout of battle erupted as the barbarians rode swift horses, short bows in their hands.

"kill!"

Li Qingshan charged around, but the barbarians had already attacked from three sides, and the water ape behind him had broken free from the water ghost's restraints.

Li Qingshan stuffed a handful of beans into his mouth and suddenly realized a fact: everyone will die, even he himself will die.

Lin Wenyun was chopped off in a flash, why couldn't he be next?

The guerrilla warfare of the past few days had made Li Qingshan somewhat complacent, mistakenly believing that the barbarians were easy to deal with.

The crowd surrounded him, their faces showing little fear.

It's probably because everyone was mentally prepared beforehand.

"I'll charge ahead and clear a path. Everyone, follow me," Li Qingshan said, gripping his black iron spear tightly.

"Do you think you can still escape?" Wu Fang raised his black longsword. "We might as well kill each other here."

"As long as I leave here, there might still be opportunities," Li Qingshan murmured.

At this moment, the barbarians had already launched a surprise attack, but they did not approach closely; instead, they used short bows to surround and shoot at the enemy.

With the blood-red jade in his mouth, ready to be swallowed at any moment, Li Qingshan squeezed his legs together, and the little black horse charged forward.

In the close combat, he swung his black iron spear, forcing the barbarians to dodge. Wu Fang and his men seized the opportunity to charge forward.

There were about a thousand barbarians, and the encirclement was getting tighter and tighter. Li Qingshan had already been hit by several arrows, but he was saved from dying immediately thanks to Xue Hongyu.

"let me!"

At this moment, a loud roar rang out, and Shi Bujing, riding on a magical horse and carrying a convenient shovel, came galloping from afar.

He actually walked out of the riverbed.

However, his condition was also bad; his chest was covered in blood and gore, it was unclear whether it was from a knife wound or from the monster's large sword.

He was determined to die, and somehow managed to tear a gap in the barbarian encirclement.

"Kid, hurry up and go." Shi Bujing tossed the bronze ring over and said, "Find the owner of this ring for me, and tell them that our sect is in trouble, and about the past..."

He was surrounded by barbarian soldiers, whose scimitars struck his back with a metallic sound.

Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He probably already guessed that he had some connection with this ring.

Because he discovered that Shi Bujing was also practicing the Transformation Technique.

The barbarian encirclement was closing in, and the water apes were closing in from afar. Li Qingshan wanted to rescue Shi Bujing, but if he rushed in now, he would only be throwing his life away.

With a fierce determination, Li Qingshan grabbed his black iron spear and charged out of the encirclement.

"He actually escaped!" Tian Ling looked at this scene in disbelief. At this moment, everyone was still surrounded, but Li Qingshan had abandoned everyone and fled in panic.

"He's not that kind of person." Tian Quan pushed aside the barbarian in front of him with his sword.

Wu Fang and Zheng Zhong shook their heads in unison. They were a few years older and knew the ways of the world and people's hearts; sometimes, you couldn't see things until the crucial moment.

But deep down, they still wanted to believe in this person.

Although the group has only spent a short time together, they have already developed a good relationship.

"Young man, let me help you out."

Zheng Zhong bit his tongue, spitting blood onto the judge's pen in his hand. He waved the pen in the air, seemingly capturing the night within its tip, then pushed it away with a single stroke, singing loudly:

"Do not laugh at a scholar who does not use a sword, who does not worship the Yellow Springs, and who does not respect the gods."

A murderous aura shot straight up to the Dipper, and people looked up, all staring at this unassuming middle-aged man.

His pen was sharper than a sword, his anger soaring to the heavens. Every word drained his lifeblood, hollowing out his very being.

The surrounding barbarians felt their bodies growing heavier and heavier, and they could no longer even grip their weapons.

Wu Fang realized what Zheng Zhong was about to do, and Okita Zenta Rin shouted, "Let's go!"

He turned his head and saw that Zheng Zhong was coughing up blood with almost every word, his full head of black hair was rapidly turning white, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his life was rapidly fading away.

"I possess a righteous spirit, willing to sacrifice my life..."

Finally, he plunged the pen into his chest, twisted it violently, and with his last strength wrote three words:

Wash Kunlun!