Chapter 224: Cattle and Horses

With the first batch of sorghum harvested, the great mountain pressing on the domain's head lightened by a third.

For cultivators forging their bodies, their appetite was much larger than that of ordinary people; if there was no spirit food to supplement it, their appetite could be five or six times that of ordinary people. If they didn't eat their fill, not only would body forging be ineffective, but they wouldn't even have the strength for daily walking.

Therefore, before every great battle, Wei Yuan had to urgently issue a batch of rations to let those who were going to fight eat their fill. After the battle, because of the blessing of the "Instant Myriad Lives," everyone's physical strength was almost completely exhausted, and another batch of rations had to be issued, otherwise, some people would really starve to death.

Just these two meals, one before and one after, added up to three days' worth for an ordinary person, and this was still the result of Wei Yuan keeping it to the minimum limit.

With one hundred thousand catties of sorghum in their stomachs, the cultivators could eat three hundred thousand catties less grain, and body forging could still have progress.

At this very moment, Wei Yuan finally understood the meaning of "the people regard food as heaven."

Within the Myriad Miles of Heshan, that patch of corresponding spirit field slowly stopped after erupting with spiritual energy for a full hour. As the mature sorghum was harvested, this patch of land no longer had spiritual energy appearing.

As for seed selection and replanting, with the people from Jianmu Hall there, Wei Yuan didn't need to worry; the True Person's four disciples were all free labor. After settling everything, Wei Yuan transferred the two Nether-wheat seeds gifted by Xiang Nian to True Person Chuhe, letting the True Person find a way to cultivate them on his behalf, and then went to arrange the Nether-soil spirit field in the medicine garden.

After flying to the medicine garden and selecting a location, Wei Yuan entered his own sea of consciousness, preparing to mix the Nether-soil. As soon as he entered his sea of consciousness, Wei Yuan saw three figures standing on the small mountain-like pile of Nether-soil.

The one in the middle was exceptionally tall and strong, a full head taller than Wei Yuan, holding a sword and shield, with a fierce momentum. The two on the left and right were more than a head shorter, barely reaching the middle person's shoulders, and their bodies were also a circle thinner, but in reality, they were also burly men among ordinary people, about the same height as Wei Yuan.

When did three more people appear in his Foundation Establishment?

Those three figures stood still, motionless, and Wei Yuan could not only sense them with his spiritual sense but clearly felt that they were also a part of the Myriad Miles of Heshan.

Wei Yuan walked in front of the three figures. They were clearly all human, their surfaces somewhat blurry, their armor style indistinguishable, and none had faces.

The one in the middle held a sword and shield, and in Wei Yuan's perception, he actually had some resemblance to Song Chao, but this resemblance was at most thirty percent, and without a face, there was not a trace of spirituality within the body; it was just a humanoid Foundation Establishment. But this humanoid Foundation Establishment carried several characteristic abilities of the sword and shield, which Wei Yuan evaluated could be rated as heaven-rank.

The two on the sides seemed to be soldiers, and their Foundation Establishment was a common long sword, both being common earth-rank Foundation Establishments.

Although Wei Yuan hadn't noticed how these three figures appeared, everything that happened in his sea of consciousness was recorded in his Primordial Spirit. Wei Yuan traced the past and saw the three figures emerge one after another from the Yushan's black pool, then walk out of the Yushan and stand still in front of the Nether-soil.

Wei Yuan had a guess: could these three be vengeful spirits absorbed by the black pool and then transformed?

The more Wei Yuan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. The sword and shield Foundation Establishment was quite rare, and Wei Yuan had only seen it for the first time on Song Chao. The two soldiers on the side were also common Western Jin soldiers, but only two were transformed from over a hundred vengeful spirits; perhaps because of this reason, they all ended up as Foundation Establishments.

Since these three could be regarded as humanoid Foundation Establishments, Wei Yuan tried to drive them, and the result was that they could actually move!

Wei Yuan was shocked, then ran to the young girl Yin Yang and also tried to drive her, but the girl was as stable as the earth, motionless.

However, after comparison, Wei Yuan understood: it wasn't that the girl couldn't move, but that his Dao power was too low to push her at all. If Song Chao was a large rock and the two soldiers were gravel, then this girl was the mountain itself.

In the domain, Wei Yuan stood in the medicine garden, suddenly pointing a finger, and a burly man holding a sword and shield gradually appeared in front of him. The burly man wore armor and held a sword and shield; if one didn't look carefully, one really couldn't tell that the armor and sword and shield were actually growing on his body.

A humanoid Foundation Establishment was indeed a Foundation Establishment, and if it was a Foundation Establishment, it could be manifested, and the consumption of Dao power was still acceptable. Wei Yuan's heart moved, and he gave the first order:

Turn the soil.

The sword-and-shield burly man squatted on the ground and began to dig the soil with a "kengchi kengchi" sound.

It was just that the long sword wasn't very handy for digging soil, and that huge sword and shield were even more of a burden. Wei Yuan watched for a while and began to think about whether he should make him a shovel or a hoe. The Wei family came from a farming background, and Wei Yuan had been influenced by it since childhood, so as soon as this line of thought appeared, it couldn't be stopped.

Since there were hoes, then sickles, pitchforks, etc., also had to be arranged. It was best to use a plow for turning the soil. Speaking of plows, there had to be an ox; where would the ox come from?

Wei Yuan thought of the two soldiers in the Foundation Establishment.

Just as he was pondering, Wei Yuan's heart moved, and he saw Xu Wenwu carrying a water pot, humming a little tune all the way, jumping a few times from time to time, jumping three or four feet high each time. Seeing Wei Yuan, Xu Wenwu was full of smiles, hurriedly ran over, and said: "Lord, I have advanced!"

Before Wei Yuan could react, Xu Wenwu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms, and couldn't wait to show off: "Look, I have already reached the... Great Perfection of Blood Merging!"

Xu Wenwu took a knife and slashed hard at his arm. This arm looked delicate and tender, but in reality, it was as tough as old cowhide. With a heavy slash, it only opened a small wound the size of a little finger.

From the wound, sticky black blood slowly oozed out.

"Look, I said I reached the Great Perfection of Blood Merging, the color of the blood has changed."

"Not bad." Wei Yuan encouraged him a few words, then asked: "Has the Eldest Senior Sister tested your bone structure yet?"

Xu Wenwu's face fell, and he said: "She only looked at me once, then said she was busy and drove me out."

Wei Yuan knew that Ji Liuli clearly saw that Xu Wenwu's bone structure was not good, just didn't say it explicitly. But the "not good" bone structure in Ji Liuli's eyes was different from the normal standard; the Eldest Senior Sister thought that anything below heaven-rank was trash and not worth cultivating.

Wei Yuan knew that Ji Liuli clearly saw that Xu Wenwu's natural talent was not up to par, but she just hadn't said it explicitly. However, the standard for natural talent in Ji Liuli's eyes was not quite the same as the normal one; the Eldest Senior Sister believed that anything below heaven-rank was trash and not worth cultivating.

"She is indeed very busy lately. It's fine, we'll talk when she has time. I'll find a Body Forging technique suitable for you first, you practice that for now." Wei Yuan comforted him with a few words, and Xu Wenwu went off by himself to water the Heavenly Star Tianxing Longkui that had yet to sprout.

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Wei Yuan suddenly had a feeling that the Heavenly Star Tianxing Longkui's refusal to sprout and its becoming increasingly gloomy might be related to the incantations Xu Wenwu recited every day.

The Moon Laurel tree in the Merit Hall was empty at this time, and the fruits had been used up. Wei Yuan checked the records and saw that the last person to exchange was Feng Tingyu, who had exchanged for a large bag of dried spirit fruits. This kind of dried fruit could replenish spiritual energy during battle and could also assist in cultivation, so it was almost selling at the price of spirit elixirs.

But Wei Yuan somewhat suspected that Feng Tingyu didn't exchange for dried fruit for cultivation, but just wanted to eat it.

It didn't matter if there were no fruits; Wei Yuan had a handful of Nether-soil in his hand, sprinkled it on the incense table altar plate on the right, sacrificed the power of Eternal Silence within, and thus another fruit appeared on the Laurel tree.

Wei Yuan entered the Merit Hall system, jumped directly to the Dao Method Chapter, chose Advanced Dao Arts, and began to read carefully.

At this moment, Wei Yuan urgently needed to improve his combat power, and a cultivator's combat power consisted of just those few things: Foundation Establishment, magic treasures, physical body, Dao methods, spirit pets, friends, as well as relatives and elders of the sect.

Wei Yuan actually felt that he mainly relied on himself when walking in the world, but for some reason, others always felt that he was a burden to his teacher.

At this time, with a great disaster ahead, Wei Yuan also urgently needed to improve his combat power. Cultivation couldn't be rushed, but there was no need to worry; when the domain was full of immortal trees, Wei Yuan's cultivation wouldn't be able to be suppressed even if he wanted to. Among the various combat powers now, the easiest to improve was Dao methods.

Dao methods were extremely complex, and there were three paths to heaven in the Grand Void Palace alone related to Dao methods. Wei Yuan had previously learned ordinary Dao arts, which had some changes in Wei Yuan's hands because of the different nature of Dao power, but the changes were limited and not fundamentally changed.

By now, Wei Yuan was facing either Dharma Form Great Shamans or genius Foundation Establishments like the Shaman Girl and Sacred Heart; these standard template Dao methods were somewhat insufficient. But over thousands of years, countless cultivators had developed numerous advanced Dao arts, and although many were derived from standard templates, their power had increased explosively, and they were completely incomparable to the original versions.

These advanced Dao arts all required merit to exchange, and the cultivation conditions were all different, much stricter than the standard templates.

Wei Yuan wanted to find an advanced Dao method with immense power that could fully consume his Dao power.

Just as he was reading, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a majestic Dao power soar into the sky within the domain, and amidst the rich vitality, there was infinite sword intent! He heard True Person Chuhe's voice resound through heaven and earth: "What kind of petty thief is peeping from outside the domain? With such cultivation, why hide your head and show your tail? Come, come, let this old Daoist meet you with eight immortal swords, and see what skills you have!"

While speaking, this sword intent rushed out of the domain, and Wei Yuan couldn't stop it in time.

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