The first night was spent in excitement, unease, and anxiety, whether it was a monk in the Qi refining period or a mortal who dragged his family with him, he didn't rest well, and left his familiar home to such a strange place, even if no one told him, they also knew that this was the Northern Cold Mountain, and there were demon clans around him, eyeing him.
This night, there was a suppressed cry coming from the mortal tent, Zhang Xiaohan and the others had excellent ears and eyes, and the cry was suppressed and could be heard.
For the first time, Zhang Xiaohan had a feeling of great pressure, starting a sect from scratch was really not as easy as imagined.
But if you really want to use the power of the demon clan to occupy the Three Temples, Zhang Xiaohan denied this idea without hesitation, or that sentence, it is easy to ask God to send God, she believes in Xiaobao Fire Fox, which is not the same as believing in the demon clan.
The demon clan just doesn't have the strength and no chance, if they are given a chance to go deep into the Lingwu Continent, then she will really become the public enemy of the Lingwu Continent.
Even if she is not from this world, she does not want to see humans become food for demon beasts, and she trembles and despairs every day in order to survive under the threat of demon beasts.
Looking at the fear and anxiety of those mortals and monks outside, she knew that if she really relied on the demon clan to take away the Three Holy Temples, even if she established the sect, even if her sect became strong, her heart would not be at peace.
Zhang Tao and Zhao Changfeng left again with the treasure ship, they still have to continue to recruit monks and mortals for the sect, everything here still needs Zhang Xiaohan to take care of, fortunately, I hope it will come soon.
Time is always so precious, the time formation has been arranged, the formation card Zhang Xiaohan and the fire fox, Xiaobao have one, the cave where the formation is located is also hidden by the ban and the phantom array, Zhang Tao and Zhao Changfeng left not long after, Xiaobao and the fire fox also quietly entered the belly of the mountain, looking for the underground spiritual vein.
Only Shark Silk and Qinglan were by Zhang Xiaohan's side, knowing that mortals wanted to build houses, take soil for calcination, and bluestone for foundations, and trees for beams, and they were also busy, Zhang Xiaohan pondered for a while, calmed down, and then found fine iron from the storage ring left by the fire fox and refined the so-called bathroom utensils.
It was dark and bright, and the mortals who had not rested all night woke up early, took the water of the mountain spring and washed themselves, and showed a little spirit, so they gathered outside the spiritual field sown yesterday, and looked at the lush spiritual plants in the spiritual field, and froze.
The monks are also on the side, there is still a clear separation from the mortals, and they also look at the Lingtian in a daze, they know that the great monks have some means, but in one day, they can make the spiritual plants in the Lingtian grow to such a degree, and they have never heard of it.
The time formation was running faithfully, and the naked eye could almost see that the spirit plant was growing, tasseling, and ripening, and finally, the ripe rice ear bent down heavily, and the formation flickered slightly and stopped.
Zhang Xiaohan's voice appeared in everyone's ears: "Now, everyone can go in and harvest, the spiritual rice produced in this spiritual field will become the first harvest you have when you arrive here, and it will become the food for all of you, whether it is a monk or a mortal." ” Zhang Xiaohan was far away, looking at the surprise on the faces of these mortals and monks, they were carefully harvesting, for fear of wasting a grain of grain, only after the prime of life and monks harvested, there would be old people and children behind them to pick up the fallen ears of grain, Zhang Xiaohan looked at these carefully, unwilling to disturb them.
There are many people, and the harvest is harvested in half a day, and it is dried on the leveled land, and only some children are still unwillingly looking for it in the field, and carefully put the ears of grain they find in the large piles of ears.
Zhang Xiaohan's face showed a slight smile, no one put a grain of spiritual rice in their pockets without permission, either they were simple enough, or they didn't dare to deceive.
But whatever the reason, as long as they do it, it's enough.
The harvest greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the mortals, especially when they heard that there were still their rations here, and soon, a middle-aged mortal who was elected led everyone to bow down and thank them.
Zhang Xiaohan could only come forward, Wen Yan comforted everyone, took the family as a unit, allowed them to choose Lingtian by themselves, and assigned the two late-stage Qi refining cultivators with the highest cultivation to register the records one by one.
There are only 100 pieces of spiritual field, and this time there are more than 100 mortal families, there are also 32 mortal families without spiritual fields, and Zhang Xiaohan has to reclaim 32 pieces of spiritual fields.
The reclamation and leveling of the land will belong to the remaining monks, Zhang Xiaohan is only responsible for carving the formation, these monks all know that Zhang Xiaohan is their sect master, and now the sect master has carved the formation himself, they naturally dare not slack off, but whether he is full of expectations for the sect or can't see the future, Zhang Xiaohan doesn't know.
Thirty-two pieces of spiritual field are enough for Zhang Xiaohan to be busy, and Zhang Xiaohan does not give these monks any time to slack off, driving every monk to squeeze all the spiritual power in their bodies, and if the spiritual power in their bodies is empty, they are not allowed to rest.
These monks didn't understand Zhang Xiaohan's approach, they never let the spiritual power in their bodies be exhausted, under Zhang Xiaohan's coercion, where did they dare to resist, they thought that Zhang Xiaohan was a person who was kind on the surface and like a snake and scorpion in his heart.
But when the spiritual power was really exhausted, Zhang Xiaohan unceremoniously drove them aside and personally laid a ban for them to cultivate, and with this cultivation, they immediately realized the benefits of cultivating after the spiritual power was exhausted.
Soon, the cultivated heaven and earth were full of monks sitting cross-legged and cultivating with their eyes closed, all of them sitting in the prohibition, and only Zhang Xiaohan was alone with a wry smile arranging the formation.
These monks originally complained in their hearts that Zhang Xiaohan didn't know where to go, but it was better to say a hundred things than to do it, Zhang Xiaohan didn't want to waste his tongue to explain, so let these monks experience it themselves.
These monks in the Qi refining period, who have not tasted the dignity of a monk in the Lingwu Continent, these monks who entered the sect and are only miscellaneous servants, knew that they could have spiritual rice as food on the day they arrived in the North Cold Mountain, and on the second day, they got a method that could triple the cultivation speed.
Even if they had never joined any sect, they knew that no sect could easily inform their disciples of such a cultivation method, not to mention that their sect master had personally laid down a cultivation ban for them, and they were actually just a miscellaneous servant.
Sometimes, the trust and loyalty between people are inadvertently reflected in some small things, although Zhang Xiaohan did not give them a ready-made mountain gate, but she gave them a hope, a sect that can make all the monks and mortals in the mountain gate eat spiritual rice, and can make the monks increase their cultivation speed by three times, such a sect is hope. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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