Under the Mixed Yuan Peak, there is a hundred miles of plain, and at this time, on this plain, there are more than 30,000 slaves of all races who are working wildly.

Some of the slaves were really tired, and they chanted feverishly:

"The suzerain is thousands of years, the suzerain is ten thousand years, he commands the heavens, commands the ten thousand worlds, don't dare to disobey!"

The group then sat down and rested for a moment, then shouted slogans and continued to dig and plough the ground under their feet with hoes, hammers, or claws.

"If you don't sweat or bleed, how can you become a human being?"

"For the sect master, for the sect, work hard and work hard!"

"If there are difficulties, face difficulties, and create difficulties if there are no difficulties!"

Banners like this can be seen hanging everywhere in busy venues. Stimulated by these banners, or rather, by food, all living beings did not dare to slack off and worked frantically.

They dug up stone pieces from the earth and crushed them into powder. He took out the stone slag from the dirt, put it on a huge grinding plate, and crushed it vigorously.

Pieces of wasteland have been reclaimed, and there are slaves under the command of the petty boss who constantly release their mana to temper these lands. Let the very barren land be washed away by mana, so as to improve the soil quality so that it is easier to plant spiritual plants.

Slaves descended into ravines thousands of feet deep with ropes kneaded and rubbed by animal skins, and used huge wooden barrels to salvage springs, which were then used to irrigate the fields that had just been cultivated.

There were slaves who frantically beat the ground with huge stone hammers, making the land extremely hard and shattering all kinds of rubble deep in the earth.

There are also slaves who constantly plough the land, piercing the earth with rough wooden drills, and then urging their own mana, shaking the land, making the soil more loose.

The land is divided into three-acre patches that are scattered across the plains in a well-shaped pattern.

Near the foot of the mixed peak, hundreds of acres of fields have been planted with alfalfa grass.

This alfalfa grass is a very popular spiritual grass, and it is the most commonly used spiritual grass in the early days of various sects in the development of spiritual fields.

Alfalfa spirit grass grows very fast, and as long as it is watered by a spiritual spring, they can continue to grow at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. Inferior alfalfa grows up to a foot tall and bears grass seeds and wilts. The lower grade alfalfa should be two feet high, the middle grade alfalfa should be three feet high, the upper grade alfalfa should be four feet high, and the best alfalfa should be eight feet high, and it will not wither, but it will produce seeds.

The alfalfa withered, and slaves quickly buried them in the spiritual fields. Then select good quality alfalfa seeds and scatter them on the spiritual field.

The buried alfalfa decays rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the watering of the spiritual spring, and then merges into the spiritual field to improve the quality of the spiritual field.

In order to allow these spiritual fields to reach the minimum standard as soon as possible, so as to plant spiritual plants and even spiritual roots, Niu Dali relied on the knowledge of his previous life and began to manually select seeds, in order to maximize the effect of alfalfa in a unit of time.

At first, some slaves collected all the seeds of the inferior alfalfa, and then threw them to the vine chef to boil soup and water the spiritual field, leaving only the alfalfa seeds above the grade for the second planting.

Later, the seeds of the lower grade alfalfa were also boiled into soup, and only the seeds of the medium grade and above were kept.

In the past few days, most of the alfalfa in hundreds of acres of spiritual fields can reach the middle grade, and a large number of high-grade alfalfa are mixed with it. If the alfalfa in the spiritual field reaches eight feet tall and becomes the best alfalfa, then there are slaves who carefully transplant this excellent alfalfa into a special spiritual field.

In this special spiritual field, all the plants are eight-foot-tall alfalfa. Although these superb alfalfa do not die and rot, their rhizomes secrete special substances and then continuously improve the soil quality.

The eight-foot alfalfa, which is light red at first, then dark red, and then orange, will eventually evolve into an eight-foot purple if it lives long enough and there is no shortage of spiritual springs.

"According to the experience of this demon king in Chong Xuanzong, the eight-foot purple alfalfa will condense one hundred and eight seeds every day, each seed is the size of a peanut bean, purple, crystal clear, edible, nourishing yang and replenishing yin, relaxing muscles and invigorating blood, which is considered a kind of spiritual plant. ”

"It's a pity that the eight-foot purple alfalfa planted by this demon king in Chongxuanzong back then, the longest one was cultivated for more than ten days, and then it was eradicated by other slaves to plant other spiritual plants, but I haven't seen any changes in this eight-foot purple alfalfa if it grows for a long time. ”

"However, now that this Demon King is entrusted by the Sect Master, the entire Mixed Yuan Sect is under the jurisdiction of this Demon King, so I can let these eight-foot alfalfa grow as long as I want. ”

"The seeds of this eight-foot alfalfa are planted, and the alfalfa that grows is also a medium-grade alfalfa, of which the chance of giving birth to high-grade alfalfa is one in 1 percent, and the chance of producing high-quality alfalfa is one in 1,000. ”

"Now, this king has accumulated more than 100 excellent alfalfa, if he continues to cultivate, one day, this mixed Yuan Sect's million acres of spiritual fields will be planted with eight-foot superb alfalfa. ”

"At that time, this demon king will turn all these million spiritual fields into the best spiritual fields!"

Since dozens of days ago, the three women of Tsing Yi, Chao Gu, and Gu and Jin all disappeared, and after he took over the entire Mixed Yuan Peak, the ambitions that had been suppressed for thousands of years all broke out at this time.

"This demon king, as a dignified traversal, has to make a career. ”

"Now, this demon king is going to use the science and technology of his previous life to let these backward turtles see the power of science and technology and the charm of science haha!"

Niu vigorously stood on a boulder, his hands on his waist, and laughed.

"Demon King, Demon King, Demon King, Demon King, Sect Master sent blood food, can you have a meal?"

"Well, it's still early, wait until night falls before eating. Niu vigorously looked up at the sky, the sky was cloudless, and the sun was suspended in the air, wantonly swaying heat.

In the sky, there was a blue light rolling up a huge beast falling from the sky and falling heavily on a flat ground at the foot of the mountain.

Hundreds of fierce beasts three or five feet tall roared fiercely, thinking of fleeing as soon as they landed. However, dozens of vine chefs had already swarmed up, and thousands of vines were entangled, but it took time to breathe, and the hundreds of fierce beasts were strangled to death.

Each vine chef had hundreds of vines, and those vines were bronze and tenacious, and even a fierce beast more than ten feet tall had no ability to tear through these vines.

Nowadays, every vine is wound with a sharp blade: a knife, a hook, an axe, a saw, a fork, or a hammer.

Several kinds of sharp blades swarmed up, and in just one stick of incense, hundreds of fierce beasts were dismembered.

The internal organs are simply washed and thrown into a copper pot more than a foot deep, the flesh is cut the size of the head and thrown into the copper pot, the blood is poured into the pot, and the bones are sawn and broken and thrown into the pot as well.

In the end, only pieces of animal skins remained.

The skins were laid flat on the ground, and slaves rushed up, beating them with stone hammers, then with mana, and so on and on until the skins were as thin as cicada's wings, and then they were rolled up and placed in the warehouse.