Journey to the West Creation Technique

Fence Village.

Although it is only five miles from the town, it is the most remote village outside the town.

When cultivators from the Central Continent arrived in the Southern Desolate Continent, the first to settle there established the Southern Desolate Guard.

Those who came at that time could have easily lived within the city defenses of Nanmingwei.

The Qingyun Sect initially had no intention of expanding the city, let alone establishing a long-term presence in the Southern Wilderness.

Later, the cultivators discovered black iron ore here, and the reserves were extremely rich.

In order to mine the black iron ore, a large number of mortals were transported from the Middle-earth continent.

There are approximately 15,000 people in total, and the vast majority of these immigrants are ordinary people.

The newly built city gate could not accommodate so many people, and the grain produced in the city was also insufficient. As a last resort, most ordinary people had to live outside the city, divide the land into villages, and cultivate the fertile fields on their own.

This created a landscape of crisscrossing paths both inside and outside the city.

Outside the city, fields are planted with spiritual rice and millet to provide for the people; inside the city, fertile soil is used to cultivate spiritual flowers and herbs, specifically for cultivators to practice their skills.

Without the protection of city walls outside, it is ultimately not as safe as living inside the city.

To prevent mortals from being carried off by demonic beasts, the cultivators of the Southern Underworld Guard set up three lines of defense: First, patrol teams, which monitor or eliminate large numbers of demonic beasts within a hundred miles, taking the initiative to eliminate potential threats in advance; second, village protection teams, which patrol only between villages and deal with minor demons that accidentally wander into the villages; and third, resident cultivators, who, if they discover minor demons entering the village, must immediately notify the villagers to hide and at the same time send a message to the village protection teams.

The cultivation level of the cultivators stationed in the village doesn't need to be very high; the key is to understand formations, communication formations, warning formations, and hide-and-seek formations.

With these three layers of protection, ordinary mortals living in Nanmingwei have a sense of security, and there have been no mishaps over the years.

It was precisely because Lu Chengjun understood these things that he volunteered and received the task of being stationed in the village from Mr. Zhou Xuanyang.

For him, farming is a form of self-cultivation.

After accepting the mission, you can not only cultivate, but also earn Qingyun Tickets and be exempt from the assessment.

Three birds with one stone!

It was early morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The villagers of Liba Village saw their resident monk, Lu Chengjun, carrying a hoe and heading towards the wasteland at the village entrance.

The wasteland reclaimed by Lu Chengjun was located on the outermost edge of the village.

Weeds grew rampant, and their roots were tangled together.

He rolled up his sleeves, gripped the hoe tightly, lowered his waist and exerted force, smashing the hoe into the pile of weeds.

Break the grass roots, pry open the hard soil, and make a gap in the ground.

Turn it over, soil and grass roots included.

One hoe after another turned over the earth, filling it with the earthy smell.

Fence Village is the outermost village, covered with waist-high shrubs. Lu Chengjun has to use a hoe to cut the roots of these shrubs, then break them up and let them rot in the ground to become nutrients.

As the hoe flew, a small snake was pulled out.

The little snake writhed as it landed, and I swung the hoe at it.

Cut off the snake's head!

Turn the snake's head over into the soil to use as fertilizer.

He casually tossed the remaining snake body to the tabby cat crouching nearby.

"Meow!" Amiya meowed softly, opened her mouth and caught the little snake, tearing at its flesh and devouring it with relish.

Lu Chengjun continued to cultivate the land, gradually expanding the farmland outwards.

This farmland will be his place of spiritual practice from now on.

After Amiya finished eating, she squatted on a half-person-high bluestone to keep watch for Lu Chengjun.

Lu Chengjun continued wielding his hoe.

Hurry up and repair the slope, raising the high areas and leveling the low ones, making the messy and barren slope flat and soft.

"Immortal Master, you are a cultivator, why are you doing such rough and clumsy work?" A passing villager took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Lu Chengjun simply smiled in response. He was single-mindedly focused on his work, plowing the fields with all his might. The villagers even thought he was mute.

Several women in the village, who were washing clothes in wooden basins, were also talking about the monk who had stayed in the village.

"It's past the season for planting spirit grains. If we start clearing the land now, even if we manage to clear it, the weeds will grow wildly again in a few days, and all our efforts will be in vain."

"I mentioned it last time, but this immortal doesn't talk much."

"He's been clearing land every day. I wonder how much he'll have to dig up by next spring. Can one person manage to plant it all?"

"You want him to allocate plots of land for you to plant?"

"Hehe... No way..."

"Heh...you want him to plow your land?"

"You're the one who wants to!"

"You want to! You want to!"

……

The group of people walked along the path; they were monks on a hunting expedition.

We arrived at Liba Village.

Cai Yiheng suddenly stopped and his gaze fell on a farmer.

He was barefoot in the mud, wielding a hoe to clear the land.

"Senior Brother Cai, what are you looking at?" A female cultivator behind him followed his gaze and glanced over, only to see a young man engrossed in digging in the field. "Do you know him?"

Cai Yiheng looked away: "It's nothing."

……

noon.

Lu Chengjun had already cultivated a large area of ​​land and done so much farm work, yet he didn't feel tired at all, only a little hungry.

According to the rules, the food for the resident monks and the village guards is provided by the villagers.

Just then, a woman came carrying a food box, with a child beside her.

"Immortal Master, rest for a while and have your meal." The woman's name was Yunniang, and she was the woman in the village who was responsible for cooking and delivering meals to him.

Opening the food box reveals a bowl brimming with white rice, topped with seasonal greens and braised meat, its aroma irresistible.

"Thank you." Lu Chengjun thanked him and then got right to work.

"Immortal Master, this is just simple food, please don't find it offensive." Yunniang tugged at her restless son behind her: "Little Stone, quickly pay your respects to the Immortal Master."

"Immortal Master..." Little Stone called out timidly.

"Mmm...mmm..." Lu Chengjun responded softly while stuffing rice into his mouth.

Knowing that this village-based spiritual master was usually a man of few words, Yunniang didn't ask any more questions.

After the meal, Lu Chengjun handed the empty bowls and chopsticks back to the woman.

"Is that enough?"

That's enough.

The woman cleared away the dishes, took the lively little stone by the hand, and returned to the village house.

After finishing his meal, Lu Chengjun stood on the path and looked around. He had cultivated a large area of ​​land over the past two weeks.

Fence Village is one of the outermost villages. Since the farmland has expanded outwards considerably, the coverage area of ​​the alarm array should also be extended accordingly.

Lu Chengjun pulled several blue array flags from their original array nodes and inserted them into the corners of the newly reclaimed fields.

After making some adjustments, he went to a small house at the entrance of the village.

This small house is not only his residence, but also the location of many array nodes.

It is the place where the resident monks stand guard.

The room was simply furnished with only a stone table and a low couch, on which were placed a divination plate and a warning bell.

Lu Chengjun sat down at the stone table and infused a wisp of spiritual energy into the array plate.

A pale blue light screen unfolded before my eyes, and the adjusted warning array was clearly defined, its sensitivity was as normal, and there was not the slightest error.

He withdrew the spiritual energy and prepared to leave.

Sudden.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

The alarm bell is ringing!?

Has a monster broken in?

Lu Chengjun immediately pushed open the door and went outside.

It was broad daylight, and the sky was bright.

The fields and bushes outside the village are clearly visible. Looking around, the field ridges are flat, and the insects are still chirping. There is no trace of monsters, let alone any larger beasts.

Was it an accidental touch?

Or is there a flaw in the alarm signal formation that I adjusted myself?

Lu Chengjun went back into the house and checked it again.

Confirmed again, everything is correct.

Could it be that a bird accidentally triggered it?

After an incense stick burns...

"Little stone!"

"Little Stone! Where have you been?"

"Little Stone, where did you go?"

……

"Oh no!" Lu Chengjun was startled awake when he heard the calls.