Chapter 35 Little Blackie

Zhou Changwang was silent.

He knew his father had made up his mind.

And it was a decision made after careful consideration.

Just as his father said just now, he had been living for others for the first half of his life - Zhou Changwang didn't know what the other party was like before, at least in the past twenty years, the other party had indeed been busy for him and running around for his mother's revenge. Now that the other party proposed to live for him, he really couldn't say no.

"Okay, you just need to know about this.

In the future in the world of immortal cultivation, pay attention to yourself, no matter it is thousands of spells or tens of thousands of magic weapons, they are not as important as your own life.

As long as you are still alive, everything still has a chance.

There is really a future."

Zhou Qiankun warned.

Zhou Changwang nodded heavily.

...

After a period of lobbying, except for a few spiritual farmers who were either short of money or disdainful, at least most of the spiritual farmers, for the safety of their own spiritual fields, still handed over two low-grade spiritual stones.

Therefore, the night watch plan organized by Lao Xu and others was carried out smoothly.

There were five people in total, who, under the inducement of spirit stones, spontaneously became night watchers in the spirit field.

Among them, Lao Xu Fugui and Xu Zhong, whose spirit field was severely affected, were both on the list.

Lao Xu did persuade Zhou Changwang to become a member of the night watch, after all, as long as he watched for one night, he would get at least two low-grade spirit stones.

But Zhou Changwang refused.

It's not that he looked down on these spirit stones.

Even though he had a lot of spirit stones, he never thought that earning spirit stones was an easy thing.

If possible, he naturally wanted to earn more.

But he always knew that the danger in the wild never existed because others survived safely. It might be a probability problem, but he was never willing to bet his own safety on this so-called luck.

As long as he showed up, he assumed that danger would inevitably occur.

Before he had enough strength to protect himself, all he could do was to reduce going out as much as possible and not put himself in a dangerous situation.

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In the next few days, because of the patrols of the night watchmen, no one dared to steal the spiritual rice.

However, the frequency of the appearance of the monsters gradually increased.

The five night watchmen were all immortal farmers in the spiritual field. Their strength was limited. The strongest was only at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage. Relying on their large numbers, they dared to drive away the monsters at most. If they were really asked to exorcise the monsters, it would be a bit difficult.

Therefore, it was inevitable that some spiritual farmers would suffer losses.

Fortunately, these losses were within an acceptable range. Therefore, although there were complaints from time to time, no one questioned the night watchmen.

After all, their appearance did prevent everyone's spiritual fields from being visited by rice thieves again.

"It's the third day."

Zhou Changwang's face was a little gloomy.

I saw that in his spiritual field, a large area of ​​spiritual rice was crushed, and a small area was eaten clean.

This was the third consecutive day.

There was always a monster wreaking havoc in his spiritual field.

In fact, after discovering this the next day, he went directly to see Old Xu.

The other party hesitated and only said that he had indeed seen the monster and was sure that it was an adult armored pig, but the monster was too big, and no one in the night watch team dared to take action. Even driving it away seemed a little timid, so they could only watch it with their eyes, and when it was almost dawn, it staggered back to the forest from his spiritual field.

Now, it is the third day, and the monster is here again.

It seems to regard Zhou Changwang's spiritual field as its own nest, rolling here every night...

"I can't sit and wait for death anymore.

I must solve this trouble."

Zhou Changwang looked at the large area of ​​collapsed spiritual crops, and felt very painful.

As a spiritual farmer, the most unbearable thing is that someone destroys the food he grows.

In three days, the spiritual rice in his spiritual field has lost no less than 300 kilograms.

These are all spiritual stones.

Considering that one low-grade spirit stone weighs 13 jin now, that would be more than 20 low-grade spirit stones.

He worked hard for a year, and after deducting the rent of the Spiritual Planting Hall, it was not certain whether he would have so many low-grade spirit stones.

How could he not be angry?

"Little Blackie, it's time for you to take action."

Zhou Changwang called out.

After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to take action.

In other words, he knew that people from the Spiritual Planting Hall often patrolled near Changling Mountain, and the danger was not high.

Most of the surviving monsters were low-level monsters comparable to the first and second levels of the Qi Training Stage.

Even if there were occasional fish that slipped through the net, they were at most the strength of the third level of the Qi Training Stage.

As for higher?

The Spiritual Planting Hall was not a small force. No matter how careless the patrollers were, every time they went out, there would be one or two strong men above the fourth level of the Qi Training Stage leading the team.

According to the spiritual consciousness investigation, the monsters above the third level of the Qi Training Stage had long been killed by them.

It was for this reason that Zhou Changwang dared to decide to personally take action to solve the monster that was wreaking havoc on his spiritual field.

As Zhou Changwang called, the little spirit dog immediately ran towards him in a happy manner.

In a few days, the little spirit dog became stronger. Seeing its shiny black hair, Zhou Changwang gave it a nickname.

Little Blackie.

Casual and catchy.

Until the little spirit dog rushed to Zhou Changwang, he touched the other's head, then a soothing spell fell, and pointed to the collapsed spiritual rice, saying: "Go, show me where this guy is hiding?"

"Awoo..."

The little spirit dog growled, as if it understood Zhou Changwang's words, and sniffed in the spiritual field.

After all, the little spirit dog is a spiritual beast, a mountain dog, with a keen sense of smell, and its talent is many times higher than that of an ordinary dog.

Even though it is still small now, the armored pig does not have the ability to hide its own breath.

Therefore, after just a moment, the little spirit dog growled again, took short steps, and quickly chased in a certain direction.

Zhou Changwang did not hesitate and followed it directly.

After a while, Zhou Changwang passed through his own spiritual field and walked to the edge of the foot of Changling Mountain.

There is a spiritual thorn vine fence here, which can effectively prevent the monsters on Changling Mountain from running down and wreaking havoc on the spiritual field.

It was specially planted by the monks of the Spiritual Duty Hall. It was densely packed and continuous for an unknown number of meters.

But at this time, it was obvious that there was a huge gap in the middle of the fence.

It was obvious that a monster had forcibly crashed into the fence covered with spiritual thorn vines.

"It's really not small.

Five hundred kilograms, it's still underestimated."

Zhou Changwang compared the size of the gap, and his face showed a trace of solemnity.

Adult armored pigs generally have the strength of the second level of Qi training period. Such a big armored pig... If he didn't have a certain trump card, he really wouldn't dare to take action easily.

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