Chapter 10, this land? this grass?

What is going on here, Meng Ge? What do you have inside? I have a minor bow technique, and the task is to shoot down a tiger eagle. What on earth is that? Looking at these third-generation disciples, they don't seem like they will help us. My father has invested a fortune in me; if I get eliminated, he will surely flay me alive.

Looking at the weeds everywhere, Wang Meng had a somewhat ominous premonition. He pulled hard, but it did not budge at all

Hu Jing was momentarily taken aback, "How could this be? The foundation of sword cultivation is the Minor Sword Technique... Ah."

Wang Meng understood clearly, shrugged his shoulders, "I am at the second level of the Fate Mark, and I cannot practice the Minor Sword Technique. It's fine, I am just cultivating spiritual fields, not hunting tigers and eagles"

Wang Meng is quite at ease about this; despite the little chubby boy's usual jovial demeanor, it is not so easy to deceive him when it truly matters

Hu Jing cast a glance at the chubby boy and said, "Even if you do not seek them out, they will come looking for you. As long as they can offer benefits, they will certainly guide you. However, cultivation must ultimately rely on oneself. You must assess for yourself and ensure that you are not deceived by them."

Although it cannot be said that it would collapse at the slightest breeze, it is indeed quite dilapidated. Upon entering the thatched cottage, one finds it empty, containing only a simple wooden bed. Leaning against the side is a rusty hoe, which is the only possession left to him by his predecessor

Recalling how this group from m.hetushu.com treated themselves with such affection, the Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix was filled with anger

Opposite her was the abandoned Wang Meng's 80% discount, but this 80% discount at this moment was much larger, radiating a faint glow of fire, exuding unparalleled elegance

What’s wrong, Miss Hu? Don’t leave your words half-spoken. How can these people be so biased? I will go find them

Isn't that so? Being a farmer is also considered a task?" Zhang Xiaopang looked puzzled.

Zhang Xiaopang's round, chubby face suddenly scrunched up as he extended his plump hand, "Alright, I feel a bit fired up. Let's work hard together. In one month, we must become official disciples!"

Zhao Lingxuan's eyes radiate an unstoppable brilliance, practicing all day long; whether she will become an immortal is uncertain, but she is on the verge of becoming mentally unhinged

Wang Meng estimated that it would take at most half a month to complete, and then went to help Zhang Xiaopang catch some hawks.

Wang Meng was also taken aback for a moment; can this really be considered a house

By the way, isn't he a new disciple of the Sword Sect? The Thunderlight Branch, right? Hehe, let's go find him to have some fun

Hu Jing's hand rested on it, "It will definitely happen!"

I am dizzy, what kind of world is this? One of you is plowing the field, and the other is polishing the alchemical furnace. Why am I so unfortunate? What is a tiger eagle? It sounds very imposing and scholarly!

The little girl laughed and rolled on the bed, while the little spirit beside her appeared quite helpless

This marks the first day of the cultivation of the future Super Master Wang Meng

Wang Meng placed his hand on top and said, "That is inevitable; the three of us are indeed talents rarely seen in a century!"

The Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix nodded in agreement, thinking that if it were not for the fact that the other party had helped her a little, she would certainly have given this disrespectful fool a lesson.

As dawn broke, Wang Meng suddenly felt a slight itch in his nose, and a sneeze woke him up. It must be said that a place brimming with vitality is indeed different; just yesterday he was as exhausted as an old ox, yet today he felt refreshed and invigorated. He brushed off the dust and straw from his clothes, shouldered his hoe, and joyfully began the first day of his training.

The majestic spirit beast, the Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix, is indeed quite wronged to be mistaken for a mere bird demon

Zhang Xiaopang said in agony that he wished he were dead

Speaking of which, Xiaoling, there is actually a monster here that could harm you. If it weren't for the fact that my homework is not yet finished, I would really want to take you to beat it up right away

Zhang Xiaopang puffed out his belly

... ...

Wang Meng also nodded cautiously, "There are absolutely no free rides in this world, and the same goes for cultivation. Zhang Xiaopang, do not be lazy; whether it is a tiger eagle or a dragon eagle, you must defeat them all"

Boom ... ...

This is the first shovel in the journey towards success in both the arts and literature, and it must be approached with full commitment

The Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix helplessly shrugged its shoulders, wondering what was so interesting about such a bumpkin

Zhang Xiaojing was a bit agitated

Zhao Lingxuan suddenly clapped her hands, as if she had discovered a new continent. Beside her, the Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix shook its head vigorously, resembling a rattle drum, as she no longer wished to see that vulgar bumpkin.

"Wang Meng, I inquired before coming here, and this introductory task is not simple!" Hu Jing said

Some individuals from the same group have begun to seek connections with the third generation disciples, while Wang Meng and the others each proceeded to their respective residences according to the instructions of the talismans

A layer of exhaustion appeared on the mirror, and the voice that someone had heard hundreds of times rang out, "Wang Meng, without a doubt, it is Wang Meng!"

The Nine Heavens Fire Phoenix shook its feathers slightly, raised its head, and called out a few times. Zhao Lingxuan patted its head, saying, "I understand, I understand, I know you can do it too. The five-transformation golden rhinoceros is quite rare here, but those two fellows you encountered are more interesting. Talents with two layers of fate marks, aren't they just a plethora of geniuses everywhere"

Wang Meng touched it and confirmed that it was not a divine artifact. He stretched his body and couldn't help but yawn. The tension from the flying boat, combined with the long journey on the mountain path, left him feeling utterly exhausted as he relaxed.

Zhao Lingxuan's starry eyes blinked with great interest

Wang took out his magical artifact—the Heart-Guarding Mirror, and said, "Mirror, mirror, who is the most talented cultivator in this world?"

Zhang Xiaopang's eyes shifted, and a plan formed in his mind

Only Peiyuan Gong, the task is to cultivate one mu of spiritual field

I initially thought that staying in the Leiguang Hall would be very close, but as I walked further, it became increasingly desolate. After a while, I spotted a small dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain, with a sign swaying in the wind that read "Room 58, Bing".

Are we really going to handle this ourselves, or can we consult those second-generation senior brothers for advice

Understood, understood, my family is in business; what kind of fraudster could possibly deceive my discerning eye

Hu Jing said

Upon hearing this, the overweight man became anxious

He cleared his throat a few times, raised the hoe high, and with a shout, struck down. It must be said that he had the skill of a seasoned farmer, as he had worked the fields alongside his father.

At this moment, in a room of the Sword Sect within the Holy Hall, a girl as lovely as a little fairy is lying on the bed, swinging her fair little legs and continuously emitting a laughter as crisp as the sound of bells

Wang Meng swung his fist, gathered his strength, and got started

Little Ling, we are in this together, do not be afraid, we will go secretly and return quietly, the master will not notice!

The wooden bed collapsed with a crash, leaving Wang Meng dazed with stars in his eyes. The thatch from the roof of the hut came crashing down, and Wang Meng struggled to poke his head out, gazing at the myriad of stars in the sky... speechless

The so-called spiritual field refers to the black soil at the entrance of the thatched cottage. It must be said that this black soil, which glimmers faintly, is indeed very vibrant. He needs to clear the weeds from this land within a month and then turn the soil properly

Hu Jing ignored the chubby boy, "Wang Meng, what do you have inside?"

Although spirit beasts cannot speak, they can communicate with their masters through a connection of souls

I can't stop laughing, I can't stop laughing, are there really such foolish people? Xiaohong, Eighty Percent, such vulgar names, I can't believe they came up with them. Xiaoling, are you really upset?

"Damn, why is it so hard?" Wang Meng covered his head and squatted down to examine the ground, which was as hard as a rock

Regardless of the circumstances, we have finally arrived at the "Wonderland," where a leap was made towards the light board bed

Bang

It was as if he had struck iron; the immense recoil caused the hoe to smash directly onto Wang Meng's head, instantly causing a bump to rise, and he staggered back.

Hu Jing knows that Zhang Xiaojiang possesses spirit stones, which are treasures for the third generation disciples as well. However, this does not mean that he can pass the test.

I possess the Lesser Vehicle Refining Essence Returning Heart Technique, and my task is to care for Elder Zhao Ya's alchemical furnace

Zhang Xiaopang, the trials we face may not necessarily be simpler than yours, and there may be other underlying matters.