Chapter Fifty-Nine: Fighting

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The light of the sunset poured down, pulling the shadows of the three figures on the north mountain long.

It took three days for the Jiang family's father and son to drive the three hundred and sixty bamboo pillars carved with the Spirit Gathering Formation into the entire Beishan in all directions.

"I'm tired!"

Zhao Mingcheng sat on a big stone and asked, "Brother, what are these bamboo stakes for?"

He can trust Jiang Feng.

But I'm still curious why Jiang Feng drove these bamboo stakes into and laid them.

It always feels weird.

"Mountain baby!"

Jiang Laifu also wiped his sweat profusely, and looked at Jiang Feng for some reason: "You have contracted the land well, why do you look like a ghost!"

"Dad!"

Jiang Feng carved three hundred and sixty array flags in a row, even if his spiritual power was huge, he consumed a lot, his face was a little pale, but his smile was very bright: "Don't underestimate these bamboo stakes, sweet and big tomatoes can grow in our field, all because I have laid these bamboo stakes in our field!"

"Ahh

When Jiang Laifu and Zhao Mingcheng heard this, they suddenly became energetic, and their eyes widened, looking at Jiang Feng in disbelief.

The same land, different crops are grown.

In fact, their hearts are also very strange.

Although Jiang Feng was shouting about what technology to plant all day long, they watched how Jiang Feng planted it in person, and they did not use any special pesticides or strange fertilizers.

Those crops are just sprinkled with seeds.

But the strange thing is that although he doesn't care about it, the crops in this field seem to be eating hormones, and they grow up slowly, and they can't be suppressed.

Even if you plant two crops of paddy, it takes several months from sowing to maturity.

However, the crops planted by Jiang Feng have begun to enter the maturity period in just over a month, and it will not take long to be harvested.

Moreover, the rice in the greenhouse is taller than him, one by one, the full grain, the big one is already the size of his little finger, which is terrifying and unacceptable to Jiang Laifu who has planted rice all his life.

"Shanwa, you're not joking, are you?" Jiang Laifu still had some difficulty accepting this result.

"Dad, our vegetables and crops don't need to be watered, pesticides are not sprinkled, and chemical fertilizers are not needed, why do they grow so well!"

Jiang Feng began to pave the way for Jiang Laifu, not to make it difficult for him to accept it in the future: "This is a formation, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, so that our crops can thrive, and they can surpass the size of other crops, and they are pesticide-free, pollution-free, healthy, delicious, and can comb the body!"

"Formation?"

Zhao Mingcheng knew a little more about this matter than Jiang Laifu, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

From childhood to adulthood, Old Man Jiang loved his grandson but hated his son, he held his two grandsons in the palm of his hand and felt pain in his heart, but he disdained Jiang Laifu.

Therefore, Jiang Laifu was not able to learn a trick and a half from Old Man Jiang, he didn't have a little kung fu, and he didn't know anything about the rivers and lakes.

But Zhao Mingcheng followed the old man to practice martial arts since he was a child, and went to listen to him tell stories about the rivers and lakes.

He understands the so-called formations.

I heard my grandfather say that in the legend, the feng shui master can use earth, fire, wind and air as a medium to trigger the power of heaven and earth and gather strength, which is the formation.

But there are few people in the ancient martial arts world who can arrange the formation, his eldest brother Jiang Feng, has been a nerd since he was a child, and he has never practiced martial arts for half a day, why can he understand the formation.

Although he had entered the mountain before, he felt that Jiang Feng was a little mysterious.

But Jiang Feng's hand still exceeded his expectations.

"I know you don't believe it, but I'll show you today, the power of the formation!" Jiang Feng's slender body stood up, thinking about the top of the mountain.

Jiang Laifu and Zhao Mingcheng hurriedly followed.

Jiang Feng stood on the top of the mountain, standing in the center of the formation, facing the moment when the sun was about to set.

It is also the time when the sun and the moon alternate.

The sun and the moon are alternating, although the sunset does not have purple gas from the east, but there is a sunset tide, and the aura of heaven and earth can condense the essence.

"In my name, heaven and earth aura, gather!"

Jiang Feng pinched the seals with both hands, and the changes of the handprints were like lightning, in a short period of time, hundreds of handprints had changed, and the aura on his body penetrated the meridians and erupted, causing the aura of heaven and earth to gather, and then through his feet, it was poured into the array eyes under his feet.

Rumble!

When the formation was activated, the necromancers of the mountain range were unconsciously resisting, and suddenly there was a wave of shaking of the mountains.

"This is the formation, even the mountains are shaken!"

"It's terrifying!"

Zhao Mingcheng and Jiang Laifu barely stood firm, but it was difficult to hide the horror in their expressions.

"Humph!"

Jiang Feng snorted coldly: "If there is a god in this mountain, I will naturally give up, but it is just a dead spirit, and I also want to resist my Spirit Gathering Array, wishful thinking!"

The Spirit Gathering Circle is in conflict with the mountain spirit, it will extract the spiritual energy of the mountain, if the mountain has a spirit, how can its own spiritual energy be condensed.

But the North Mountain is only a small mountain, and even if there is a spirit, it is only a dead spirit.

"From Sunday, the big array is condensing, and the aura of heaven and earth is gathering!"

Jiang Feng shouted, and the aura in his body exploded, and his spiritual power seemed to be like a silver thread, spreading out from the bamboo stake formation in the eye of the array.

Boom Boom Boom !!!

All three hundred and sixty bamboo stakes were activated, and a large spirit gathering array was condensed.

"What a strange feeling!" The aura of heaven and earth gathered on the North Mountain, Jiang Laifu trembled, and he felt inexplicably refreshed.

"What a powerful formation!"

Zhao Mingcheng's feeling was even more profound, he was still a little struggling on the dividing line, but just now, when the aura of heaven and earth was condensed, a stream of air flowed through his meridians, making him stabilize the realm of dark energy.

Call!

At this time, Jiang Feng's face was as white as paper, his whole body was weak, half-squatting, and he was panting heavily.

Activating this Spirit Gathering Circle consumed all the aura in his body, and also consumed all his spiritual power.

It almost failed.

Fortunately, he broke through the third layer of Qi training, otherwise he would have failed completely this time.

"Shanwa!" Jiang Laifu didn't care about anything else, and when he saw his son like this, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Mingcheng also immediately gave up meditating and rushed up to help him.

"I'm fine, I'm just out of strength!"

Jiang Feng had a pale smile on his face: "Dad, Mingcheng, it's good that our three fathers and sons know about today's matter, we can't let others know, otherwise our Jiang family will be very dangerous, my ability comes from a different person, if someone knows, they will take it at all costs!"

The wings are plump, and he still needs to be careful.

As Mr. Zhao said, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

"Mingcheng, you listen to me, you know what happened today, I know, and the fourth person is not allowed to know, not even your mother and your sister!" Jiang Laifu thought about it and said seriously.

"Oh!"

Zhao Mingcheng nodded hurriedly.

"Dad, is it scared of you?" Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice.

"No matter what, you are my son, I believe in you!"

Jiang Laifu smiled and said, "My son can't scare Lao Tzu!"