Qingcang Immortal Clan: Starting with Farming to Increase Luck

Dao Bing!

To be honest, Lu Yang had only heard his teachers talk about them at the Taoist academy; he had never actually seen what these Taoist soldiers looked like.

My gaze fell behind me, where three thousand soldiers followed slowly, their uniformity and fierce aura evident. They were clearly not just for show, but a true army forged in the crucible of war.

Judging from their aura, the strongest among them are almost equivalent to the Qi Refining stage.

In particular, the three thousand Dao soldiers were all clad in armor; although they were not magical weapons, they were still elite weapons forged from fine iron.

"There are also differences in strength among Dao soldiers. Strong ones, like the immortal sects such as Qingyun Sect, can wipe out any Golden Core force with just three thousand Dao soldiers. Weak ones, like our Lu family, can also wipe out Qi Refining forces inside and outside the county with just three thousand Dao soldiers."

Don't underestimate these Dao soldiers. They are nurtured by the clan's secret medicines and combined with body-refining methods. The strong ones are no weaker than Qi Refining cultivators.

In particular, these Dao soldiers are proficient in military formations and are fearless. These three thousand Dao soldiers are not afraid of a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining.

Canglan County borders the southern barbarians to the south and is frequently invaded. To outsiders, Canglan County is the face of our Qingcang Lu family. If we can't even deal with some barbarians, then the prestige of the Qingcang Lu family will be almost gone.

Therefore, the clan has put a lot of effort into this area, not only having a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator like Changhong's grandfather in charge, but also having refined three thousand Dao soldiers to guard the border.

With these three thousand soldiers, as long as the Southern Barbarians don't launch a large-scale invasion, they won't pose a problem for us.

Lu Yunmang's words greatly shocked Lu Yang. The Dao Academy had only briefly mentioned Dao soldiers, but had not mentioned that Dao soldiers were so powerful, let alone that their Lu family had such Dao soldiers.

No wonder the Lu family remained calm and collected despite being so close to such a dangerous place; they had such a strong foundation.

In Lujia Town, Canglan County, besides Lu Changhong, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, there are four other Qi Refining mid-stage cultivators of the "Cun" generation. All of them possess the potential of five spiritual roots, are over sixty years old, have lost hope of Foundation Establishment, and have volunteered to return to guard the town and cultivate the next generation.

With the addition of three thousand Dao soldiers, their strength on paper is not weak.

After careful consideration, Lu Yang felt relieved. Unless the barbarians launched a large-scale invasion, his life would be safe. And if the Southern Barbarians launched a large-scale invasion, the Lu family would naturally not stand idly by, and there would be support from the rear.

"The spirit field harvest will be in three days. Qingwen, why don't you go home and check on things first?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingwen was also somewhat excited. He bowed to Lu Changhong and hurried home. Lu Yang looked at Lu Qingwen's back and seemed to understand why Lu Qingwen's personality had changed so much along the way. It turned out that he was feeling nervous about returning home!

Lu Qingwen is not yet sixty years old. Since he comes from Lujia Town, his parents, sisters, and brothers are probably still alive.

Spiritual practice emphasizes a state of mental well-being, not the severing of emotions and desires.

Especially for cultivators from these families, kinship is even more important. Thinking of this, Lu Yang also missed his parents and family.

Lu Yang was born in Cangbei County, one of the nine counties of Qingcang. His parents are still alive, and not only his parents, but also his grandparents are still alive.

Lu Yang was the eldest son in the family. When Lu Yang left, his father said that after he left, he would start practicing two more trumpets. He just didn't know how well the trumpet practice was going.

Having been away from home for thirteen years, Lu Yang had almost completely lost contact with his family after sending back a few letters at the beginning.

Not only Lu Yang, but other members of the clan felt the same way. Cultivation is not child's play; there are too many things that require single-minded concentration. The further they cultivated, the more they felt that time was insufficient.

In the end, he suddenly realized that he had been away from home for more than ten years.

Lu Yang was like this, and so was Lu Qingwen. If it weren't for the fact that he was going home on his way back this time, Lu Qingwen might not have been able to see his parents one last time when he came back next time.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang felt a surge of emotion. Perhaps after this mission was over, he should go home and visit his family.

The next day, the group headed towards the spirit field.

Lu Yang and Lu Xuanying were going to harvest the spirit grains together with Lu Family Town, and Lu Yunchang was also tasked with tending the medicinal fields. Naturally, they needed to know about the condition of the spirit fields in advance.

A full three hundred acres of sacred fields!

Standing at the edge of the spiritual field, Lu Yang looked at the spiritual fields and valleys before him and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Heaven knows how attractive such a large area of ​​spiritual fields was to Lu Yang.

On Qingcang Mountain, Lu Yang's spiritual fields are only two and a half acres, which is far inferior to these three hundred acres of spiritual fields.

If he could cultivate these three hundred acres of spiritual fields, Lu Yang seemed to already see a beautiful scene of abundant fortune.

"Xuan Yang, how about it? Shocked, right? Although it is located by the Canglan River, which is blessed by nature, only my Lu family can produce three hundred acres of spirit fields in one go in a county. The spirit grain produced by these three hundred acres of spirit fields is enough to meet the needs of my Lu family cultivators."

I inquired about it yesterday, and it turns out that these three hundred acres of spirit fields are usually taken care of by Changhong's grandfather and the others. Perhaps due to their limited aptitude, they have gradually stopped focusing their energy on cultivation and instead started studying spirit plants. Now, their expertise in spirit plants probably surpasses ours by a great margin. Look how well these three hundred acres of spirit fields are being taken care of.”

At this point, Lu Xuanying fell silent again. Perhaps he was only better than her. Although Lu Yang was a little younger than her, his mastery of spiritual plants was recognized as outstanding within the clan. Otherwise, she would not have asked Lu Yang to help with farming.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuanying couldn't help but shake his head. Cultivation, cultivation, the word "aptitude" has made so many cultivators gradually despair.

Lu Xuanying possesses the aptitude of four spiritual roots, which not only slows down her cultivation speed but also makes her talent in magic inferior to Lu Yang's. Thinking about it this way, how can one not envy her?

"These black sparrows arrived even faster than the southern barbarians."

Just as Lu Yang was about to say something to Lu Xuanying, he saw a black mass approaching at an extremely fast speed from the horizon. As a spiritual plant cultivator, Lu Yang knew all too well what this black mass was.

"So many!"

Following Lu Yang's gaze, Lu Xuanying couldn't help but shrink her brows. There was no way around it; the scale of this black sparrow was simply too large.

Lu Xuanying cultivates two acres of spiritual fields on Qingcang Mountain. Normally, she is not short of black sparrows to bother her, but at most, there are only about a hundred of them.

Now, things have gotten even worse; thousands of black sparrows have launched a surprise attack.

"This place is close to the southern barbarian lands, which is more suitable for the black sparrows to live in, so there are more of them. Moreover, Canglan County is no match for the power of the mountains, and the black sparrows are even more unrestrained. The amount of spirit grain eaten by the black sparrows every year is probably more than that stolen by the barbarians."

A voice came from behind, and Lu Cunshan, a member of the Cun generation, leaped up and swung his Little Golden Sharp Technique directly at the Black Sparrow Gang.

Whoosh!

Lu Cunshan's Lesser Gold Sharpness Technique is indeed quite good. He must have made considerable progress in the beginner stage. Combined with his late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, his full-force attack is quite powerful.

The cloud of birds, composed of over ten thousand black sparrows, came with overwhelming force. However, under Lu Cunshan's Lesser Gold Sharpness Technique, it was directly cut in half, turning into two clumps.

"Hmm, it looks much better this way."

Then three more voices came, and the remaining three ancestors of the Cunzi clan also made their move. The Little Golden Sharp Technique cut across the sky, and the unlucky black sparrows were directly hit by the Little Golden Sharp Technique and fell down one after another.

However, there were simply too many black sparrows. Even with Lu Cunshan and the other three working together, they couldn't completely block their landing routes. With the allure of the Spirit Valley before them, a large number of black sparrows broke through the blockade and swarmed down.