Chapter 511.
Bashful.
Wang Dust had always felt that he might have been a groundhog in his former past life.
Ever since he awakened the talent of digging, he was extremely passionate about building underground secret rooms, and as long as the conditions permitted, he would dig out a large space underneath his residence.
And this private space was able to bring him the greatest sense of security.
Although it took three days and three nights and consumed quite a bit of the aura contained within the Heavenly Luo Evil Punishing Net, when Wang Chen sat in the secret room located a hundred feet deep underground, he felt that he would be able to sleep peacefully at night in the future.
The rocky mound he chose was full of rock as hard as iron, and the secret passages and chambers he dug out were all very strong and secure, and after applying mana to them, it was estimated that even a Jindan would be able to withstand a few hits when it came.
Being in such a special small world like the Netherworld, building a townhouse alone, any caution is correct!
With this place to settle down, Wang Chen only began to explore the surroundings.
He did not leave the guardhouse to go out, but came to the stargazing platform of the guardhouse and sacrificed the Upper Qing Qiankun Mirror.
Wang Chen’s divine sense was instantly given a powerful boost, expanding in all directions silently and as fast as lightning.
He then opened the global mode.
In the next moment, dots of ghostly light instantly appeared in Wang Chuan’s field of vision.
All of them were black dots of light representing evil spirits and demons, and they were scattered all around the guardhouse, with the closest only a few hundred paces away.
Many of the black dots lurked in the black water river and swamps, some were stationary, some were in regular motion.
But the largest number was in the direction of the big mountain.
As Wang Chen’s divine sense continued to extend deeper into the mountains, the more black dots appeared.
Until he “touched” an invisible wall!
Huh?
Wang Chen immediately withdrew his divine sense.
He felt that he had the ability to break through the barrier that prevented him from probing, but just as the thought arose, a warning arose in his heart, as if doing so would bring unpredictable danger!
Wang Chen didn’t have a preference for dying out of curiosity, so he stopped his scouting operation.
There were already a lot of results from the current search.
Wang Dust really didn’t expect that there were actually so many evil spirit demonic devils inhabiting the topographical domain he was responsible for.
If it were any other cultivator, I’m afraid that cleaning up these ghosts and demons would take countless efforts and energy.
No wonder small world pioneering was regarded as the most difficult and dangerous sect mission!
Wang Chuan took out the jade slip issued by the sect, which was the Domain Expansion Order he had chosen, and injected mana to activate the built-in geomancy map, and then labeled it according to what he had just detected.
At present, most of the evil spirits and demons detected by Wang Chuan were very small, equivalent to gravel in his field of vision, at most a grain of rice.
But there were big guys hidden in the deep mountains!
His gaze went to the rolling mountains in the distance, the latter shrouded in heavy mists, unable to catch a glimpse of their true appearance.
Huge, deep, and dangerous ……
The greatest danger was inevitably inside the mountains.
However, the greater the risk, the greater the benefit, and the small world resources that could be exchanged for merits were often hidden within the most dangerous areas!
If Wang Chen didn’t think of making progress and only wanted to live out his days, relying on this guardhouse that had excavated the underground palace, mixing in the Netherworld for two or three years would not be a problem at all.
But if he wanted to save up enough Merit Merits for entering the Vein, it would be far from enough.
There will be a long time to come.
Wang Chen let out a long breath and began to plot his next plan.
He didn’t choose the Netherworld just to muddle through!
At this time, there was a flash of spiritual light in the distance, and swiftly a flying talisman swept in front of Wang Chen.
Wang Chen probed his hand and took it into his control.
This talismanic letter was sent by Mou Guangji, in which he told Wang Chuan that all twenty-one members of the Mutual Alliance, including Mou Guangji himself, had already taken their positions.
Since the same batch of disciples of the West Sea Sect had all been assigned to the “E” topological domain, they were not very far from each other, and some of them were even next-door neighbors.
Under such circumstances, Mou Guangji suggested that everyone should strengthen their normal communication and exchange their experiences in the area.
In case there was any danger, they could also be warned in time.
For such a suggestion, of course Wang Chen would not oppose it, so he replied with a letter that had his own mana breath attached to it.
At that time, under Mou Guangji’s arrangement, the members of the Mutual Alliance Association near Wang Dust would be able to exchange letters with him.
This was only a small matter, the most important thing for Wang Chen right now was undoubtedly opening up the land for planting!
Every disciple from the lower realm would be assigned a share of seeds from the San Ying Valley.
This second-order special spirit valley is very suitable for the environment of the Yin Underworld, it is able to absorb Yin Qi into spiritual Qi stored in the grain, although the efficiency is low and the cycle is long, but it is much more practical and affordable than the conversion array that requires the consumption of a large number of spirit stones.
Through the formation to transform the spiritual qi for cultivation, unless it is the kind of master who is really not poor spiritual stone, otherwise the general purple house can not afford to hurt.
Wang Dust was no exception.
The day after the construction of the Earth Palace was completed, Wang Dust left the guardhouse for the first time.
The first step to planting a field is of course to open up the land, knowing that there is no ready-made spiritual field for planting here, and one must clear out a piece of land suitable for cultivation with one’s own hands.
Although Wang Chen hadn’t planted San Ying Valley before, the relevant planting method came with seeds attached, so naturally there was no problem with his experience as a spiritual plant husband back then.
And the field that was opened up was just below the rocky mound.
This area was only two to three hundred paces away from the guardhouse, and lush black striped grasses were growing.
It looked like the land was quite fertile, very suitable for the growth of plants.
Similarly planting and clearing the land, Wang Chen had long since ceased to be the Qi Practicing Minor Cultivator from the outer gate of the Yunyang Sect back then.
After circling the location, he offered up a spirit weapon that he had purchased in the City of Ten Thousand Spirits.
A Spirit Hoe that was exclusive to Spirit Planters.
Under Wang Chen’s control, this dark hoe turned over the grass at an astonishing speed, shoveling and crushing all of the grass roots that were deeply rooted into the layers of mud, along with the stems and leaves above them.
Only to see the grass slope above the emergence of a tumbling “black dragon”, uniformly plowed out a neat ridge.
Wang Chuan had two different minds, controlling the Spirit Hoe to plow the field while casting out a blazing Xuan Fire Crow.
The fire crow spread its wings and swept across the field, burning all the insects that came out of the ground into ashes.
These insects basically wouldn’t be beneficial to the Spirit Valley, so killing them all would be the only way to eliminate them.
Not only that, the fire crows also circled and swooped back and forth on the grassy slopes, turning more weeds, vines and thorns into black ash.
As fertilizer for the spiritual grain.
Two hours later, a large area of cleanly cleared fertile land appeared in front of Wang Dust.
The area was hundreds of acres!
Wang Dust took out the seeds of San Ying Valley from his Sumeru Ring and threw them into the air at any time.
Thousands and thousands of grain seeds instantly dispersed and evenly and incomparably sprinkled into the freshly reclaimed spiritual field.