While traveling, Lu Qing was also sensing the conditions in the mountain forest.
Then he discovered that, over the past several months, the spiritual energy in the mountains had become much richer.
The vegetation had also become more lush, and many of the already quite tall trees had grown even larger.
As for the poisonous insects and snakes, there was no need to mention them.
Not only had their venom become stronger, but their sizes had also begun to mutate.
While on his way, Lu Qing occasionally saw poison spiders as big as one’s face, with dazzling colors.
Had his cultivation not been profound and the aura he emitted not deterred these poisonous creatures, they would not have dared to draw near.
Had a weaker Martial Artist entered, they would probably have been attacked by various poisonous creatures.
“This Ten Thousand Great Mountains is almost entirely turning into a no-man’s land for humans.
Aside from Cultivators with substantial advancements in their cultivation, ordinary Martial Artists entering here would probably find no way to survive,”
Lu Qing felt the changes in the mountains and thought to himself.
He planned to warn the villagers again after returning to the village, to absolutely not enter the mountains lightly.
With Lu Qing’s current speed, it wouldn’t take much time to travel from the Jade Cave back to Jiuli Village.
Before long, he had already returned to the village.
First, he sensed the Array, and finding nothing unusual, Lu Qing directly went to the Half Mountain Small Courtyard.
He just happened to see his master, Grandpa Zhang, and several other elderly villagers from the village standing beside the spirit field, looking worriedly at the Spirit Grain in the field.
“Master, Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Chen’s…” Lu Qing approached with a greeting.
“Ah Qing, have you come out of retreat?” the elder doctor turned around with a jolt of surprise, “I was just worrying about whether or not to harvest the Spirit Grain, and you’ve returned at the perfect time!”
“Is the Spirit Grain fully ripe?” asked Lu Qing.
“It’s fully ripe. I just asked Old Man Zhang and the others, and after looking, they said the Spirit Grain could indeed be fully ripe. If it’s not harvested soon, it might start to fall,” the elder doctor said.
That was the reason for his worry.
The Spirit Grain had been planted by Lu Qing, and now that it was time to harvest it, he had unexpectedly gone into seclusion.
If they did not harvest it in time, the fully ripened grain falling into the soil would be quite a pity.
After all, this was a Spiritual Object, and every grain of Spirit Rice was quite valuable.
Fortunately, now that Lu Qing had returned in time, he no longer needed to be troubled.
“Indeed, Ah Qing, if you don’t harvest your Spirit Grain, we’re afraid a lot will be wasted,” said Old Man Zhang and the others.
Lu Qing walked to the edge of the spirit field and looked at the Spirit Grain within.
In the field, each stalk of Spirit Grain bore heavy heads of grain, each kernel golden and lustrous, full and distinct.
Indeed, it was the best time to harvest.
He nodded, “Grandpa Zhang and the others are right; indeed, the Spirit Grain should be harvested.”
“Then we shouldn’t delay; I’ll go get the scythes,” the elder doctor quickly said.
“Just in time, we’re not busy with anything else, so we can help you harvest as well.”
Old Man Zhang and several other elders also began rolling up their sleeves, ready to help.
However, Lu Qing couldn’t dare let these elders toil in the fields, and he swiftly stopped them:
“Master, Grandpa Zhang, there’s no need for such trouble. I have a better method for harvesting Spirit Grain; we don’t need scythes.”
“A better method?” The elder doctor was taken aback.
“If we’re not using scythes to harvest the grain, what else can we use?”
Old Man Zhang and the others were all puzzled.
“Use this.”
After saying that, Lu Qing gave a slight smile, took off the Qiankun Qi Bag from his waist, tossed it forward, and threw it into the air.
With the prompting of his mind, the bag in mid-air grew upon catching the wind, quickly reaching the size of half a room.
Then, with the bag’s mouth facing downward, a beam of green light emerged from the opening, shining down on the spirit field.
Wherever the green light touched, the Spirit Grain in the field began to detach from the stalks, floated upward, and was absorbed into the Qiankun Qi Bag.
The green light moved continuously, and wherever it went, the Spirit Grain was sucked away.
In no time at all, the more than two acres of spirit field had been shone over once, and all the Spirit Grain had been collected into the Qiankun Qi Bag.
After the Spirit Grain was harvested, Lu Qing pinched a spell, and suddenly, streaks of green Wind Blades flew out of the Qiankun Qi Bag, heading towards the spirit field.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The Wind Blades flashed, and in almost an instant, the stalks of grain that stood erect in the field were uniformly and neatly cut off at the base, falling orderly in the field.
Having completed all this, Lu Qing then beckoned with his hand, and the Qiankun Qi Bag swiftly shrank and fell into his hand.
The entire process took just a few dozen breaths of time.