Soon, the tilled soil was able to sow seeds and nurture the fruits of life.
A gurgling stream flows out of the field.
Zhang Ling exclaimed in surprise: "Why is the water flowing?"
The old man pointed to a ditch not far away and said, "What's the big deal? The fields have ditches to carry water. Whose oxen plow the fields without water flowing out? If there's no water flowing out, it means the oxen are not good. If the oxen are not good, the soil won't be turned over, and naturally the water won't flow out."
Zhang Ling took a few more steps forward and soon came in front of the buffalo, blocking its way. He put one hand on the buffalo's head, lightly preventing it from moving forward.
"Young man, what are you doing? Don't you want me to farm?"
Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Old man, you're joking. I'm just curious about how your animal-building skills are so extraordinary. Could you teach me a thing or two?"
When the old man heard this, he immediately revealed a creepy smile and grinned, "You want to learn!"
Suddenly, the old man who was talking turned into a black wind and trapped the young man in blue in it in an instant.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the surroundings were pitch black, blocking out the sky and the sun, and a tornado a thousand stories high was rolled up.
"bluff!"
Zhang Ling pointed his sword, a green light spread out, and a sound like cutting paper was heard. After three or two breaths, the black wind dissipated.
[Name: Zhang Ling]
[Lifespan: 1110/5400]
[Immortal Position: Unclassed God of Good and Evil]
[Realm: Four Realms of Celestial Immortals]
[Magic powers: knowing time, recognizing land, opening walls, summoning people, walking on earth and escaping underground, marrying dreams, becoming invisible, carrying mountains, great strength, jumping rocks, creating fog, and controlling swords.]
【Perfect Great Divine Power: Zhu Xian】
[Longevity Blessings: Spiritual Field (mu), Spiritual Pond (1000 mu), Spiritual Mountain (10 mu)]
Kill a monster, and your life span will be increased by 100, your realm will be upgraded by one level, and the spiritual pool of the land of longevity will change.
Baji!
A piece of something that looked like paper but wasn't actually paper fell to the ground. It felt heavy and hard like metal to the touch, but upon closer inspection, it was as thin as a cicada's wing.
Looks like some kind of paper cutting?
Zhang Ling has the ability to slay demons and obtain memories. Now new information appears in his mind: Heifeng is dead, and this paper-cut is his true form.
In an instant, a lot of vague memories about the black wind monster emerged in his mind, but they were too obscure and one-sided, and he could only understand some intermittent information.
This Black Wind is not a monster, but a spirit creature of heaven and earth. Although it is only one word away from being a spirit creature of heaven and earth, its treatment and origin are completely different.
The former must be born with strange ideas and have a vicious nature; the latter is like the lively monkey, quirky and with a clear mind.
They are all born from heaven and earth, but they are also different.
In addition, there are detailed methods of creating animals in his memory. However, this kind of low-level magic is known to all Taoist priests and Taoist masters in the mortal world. How could Zhang Ling, who is now a fairy in the celestial realm, not know it?
Apart from magical powers, other minor spells are also very useful. Once one's cultivation level is raised, they can be used effortlessly without any problem.
For a moment, Zhang Ling raised his brows and looked around. There was only a buffalo kneeling on the ground and trembling.
He waved his sleeves, the breeze dispersed, and soon the buffalo turned into a skinny man.
The man kowtowed to Zhang Ling in shock, muttering something, mostly words of gratitude.
Zhang Ling asked this person about the whole story, while combining it with Heifeng's memory information.
After a while, I knew the whole story.
It turned out that the skinny man in front of him was originally from Baishui City, Shunjiang County, next to Yongning. One morning, he was walking with a few fellow villagers when he suddenly heard a strange sound and a monster called his name. Before he could react, they were all swept away by the black wind.
The man said frankly that he saw with his own eyes his fellow villager being turned into a buffalo by the black wind and sold to a wealthy family in Shunjiang County. Perhaps because of his frail health, the other party did not like him and refused to buy him.
The black wind swept it to the countryside near Yongning County, where it stayed for a long time, eating grass and tilling the fields every day, suffering greatly.
The Black Wind was not idle either. He transformed himself into a human and shouted to sell cattle all day long, but no one answered. Then the monster could no longer wait and went to Yongning County to find customers who were willing to buy cattle.
Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, wondering: Why would they go to such lengths to kidnap someone just to use animal-making techniques to sell cattle?
Could it be that it still needs money?
I didn't see any money falling when I killed the monster just now.
His slender fingers gently stroked the paper cutting in his palm, and he couldn't help but think to himself.
In the end, after thinking to no avail, I could only sigh: This weird guy's train of thought is really hard to understand.
Zhang Ling plucked a few blades of grass from the ground, channeled his magical powers, and handed them to the man. "Go back and find that family. Feed this grass to your fellow villagers. Soon, they'll be freed from their misfortune and restored to human form."
The man was surprised and kowtowed to express his gratitude. Then he felt sleepy and fell asleep. However, his body was wrapped in a breeze and was quietly sent back to Baishui City in Shunjiang County.
After Zhang Ling dealt with this matter, he began to study the paper-cutting in his hand quietly.
This item is a rare spiritual treasure, which is transformed from the essence of the spirits and monsters of heaven and earth. Feeling the spiritual charm in it, it seems that as long as he is willing, he can do as he wishes and change it into countless forms.
Zhang Ling seemed to be lost in thought. Now that he was traveling alone through the mysterious worlds, there was no guarantee that he would not be able to handle everything one day.
He originally wanted to find an opportunity to recruit some mountain spirits and make them into grass-headed gods, so that he could help run errands and do miscellaneous tasks, and he would not have to do everything himself.
It’s just that the time has not come yet, there is no fate, so it cannot be forced.
The spiritual creature that appeared now solved this problem.
Zhang Ling waved his sleeves and threw the paper-cut into the air, injected immortal power into it, left a spiritual imprint on it, and then re-refined it with essence and blood.
When the wind blew, the paper grew larger and changed into strange shapes, becoming animals, plants, and monsters...
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