Chapter 6 — Young Woman Planting Fields And Elderly Cultivator Family

Huyet Ha Old Ma opened his eyes even more, his expression unbelievable.

"This... what kind of magical power is this?! The law of calamity? Impossible! How can a little girl with blonde hair comprehend this kind of great law!"

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why the Blood River Great Formation he had been cultivating for thousands of years was blocked by a painting. I stood there, a bit bewildered. I just want to try to see if I can make things in the painting come out or not. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. It seems that my mother's training method is evil, but extremely effective.

“What are you still doing!”

My father's voice rang in my ears.

"Overcome the victory! Your strength is endless, but the law of calamity is extremely mentally draining, if you fight quickly, you win quickly!"

I nodded, concentrating.

“All things can be soldiers!”

My mind just moved, I stretched out my hand and pointed to the vegetable field behind the mountain that I worked hard to plant. The next second, the earth shook and the mountain shook. Each white cabbage sprouted from the ground and flew up, the vegetable leaves turned into sharp blades, spinning and flying into the sky, forming blue green sword circles. Each radish broke through the ground, became bigger than a siege mace, roaring and pounding towards the Thien Ma Tong formation. Strings of chili peppers flew into the sky, exploding in mid-air, turning into patches of red mist that covered the enemy. The demon cultivator was hit by the red mist, everyone's eyes and nose were streaming with tears, screaming continuously, as if they were experiencing the most extreme spiciness in the world. Even the ginseng baby that I buried yesterday came out again. It put its hands on its hips, raised its face to the sky and roared, its body radiated vitality, turning into streams of green light that flew towards the injured Lam family disciples, healing them. In an instant, the entire battlefield turned into a sea of vegetables. White cabbage flies, radishes flutter, chili peppers sting the eyes. Thien Ma Sect disciples completely collapsed. They had experienced countless bloody battles to the death, but had they ever seen such an outrageous scene? Having his head smashed to the point of bleeding by a radish, having his arm cut off by a white cabbage leaf, what kind of strange death is this?

"Ah! My eyes! So spicy!"

“Help! I was chased by a potato!”

"Sect Master! This battle can't be fought anymore!"

The Lam family also looked blankly. They looked at the vegetables flying into the sky, then looked at me standing there, my face calmly commanding the "vast army of vegetables", my eyes full of shock and confusion. Is this… the strength of the Innate Dao Body? Turn farming into a magical power that destroys heaven and earth? Lam Phong opened his mouth and muttered:

“It turns out... Sister Tuc said she only knows how to plant fields, this is what she meant…”

Old Ma's Blood Ha face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The Blood River Great Formation that he was so proud of was suppressed by my "Thanh Minh Thuong Ha Do". The demon sect disciples that he devoted himself to training were beaten to pieces by the vegetables I planted. For him, this was an unprecedented humiliation.

"Junior! How dare you insult me!"

The Blood River Old Demon roared, the demonic energy on his body skyrocketed, he no longer paid attention to the disciples, his whole body turned into a blood light rushing straight towards me! Capture the enemy first and capture the king! He sees that I am the key to this war! 11

“Tuc Tuc, be careful!”

My parents' faces changed, intending to move forward. But we are faster than them. Faced with Blood River Old Demon rushing straight forward, I don't Not retreating, on the contrary, they rushed forward. In everyone's horrified eyes, I pulled out a... hoe from behind my back. It's the hoe I've been using for several years. The handle has been absorbed by sweat until it's smooth, and the blade still has a few chips.

“The hoe unites!”

I shouted softly, pouring all the precious Hong Meng Zi Qi in my body into this ordinary farming tool. Bee--! The pickaxe made a soft ringing sound. The originally simple iron object immediately bloomed with thousands of rays of light, and mysterious runes circulated on the hoe's body. This moment, it is no longer a hoe. It is an extension of my will, the embodiment of my "Great Way of Agriculture"!

“The great way is simple, return to the truth!”

My father saw this scene and couldn't help but applaud.

“This girl is a natural trait!”

My mother looked arrogant:

"My daughter is certainly amazing!"

Huyet Ha Lao Ma also felt bad. The aura emanating from the hoe in my hand made him feel a mortal threat. But he didn't have time to change his tactics.

“Opening the first earthly formula——tiling the soil!”

I tightened my grip on the hoe handle with both hands, using my most familiar posture, fiercely swinging it down at Old Demon Blood Ha. There are no earth-shattering special effects, nor are there any splendid and splendid lights. Just a simple, normal hoe. Like a diligent farmer cultivating a new piece of land. But this hoe fell, and the space seemed to freeze. The blood light transformed by Blood River Old Demon just stood solidly in mid-air. The fierce and arrogant look on his face turned into horror and confusion. He felt like he was no longer a giant demon roaming the fairy world, but had turned into a piece of... hard, barren land. And this hoe of mine is to plow and completely level the "land" that is him! An irresistible force of law, containing openness and vitality, completely enveloped him.

“No——!”

The Blood River Old Demon let out a scream of despair. The demonic energy on his body melted like ice and snow under that force of law. The magic area that he had been practicing for thousands of years cracked every inch. His soul was plowed through by an invisible force from the source... all at once.

“Phew!”

A hoe fell, and the figure of Old Ma Blood Ha appeared again. He spat out a mouthful of black blood, his whole body fell out of the air like a kite with a broken string, and his aura immediately weakened to the extreme. He is defeated. Defeated so quickly, defeated... so outrageously. Was defeated by a 10-year-old girl using a pickaxe. The whole world is quiet. Everyone looked at me blankly and the hoe regained its rustic appearance in my hand. I shook my arms a bit tired. This "tilling the ground" move consumes more than half of my spiritual energy. It seems that cultivating this land of "great magic" still takes a bit of effort. The disciples of Thien Ma Sect saw that even the sect master had been knocked down by a hoe. They were so scared that their livers were broken. They still dared to stay. Everyone cried for their father and mother and ran for their lives. I don't follow either. Because I saw that my father was like carrying a baby chicken, carrying the Blood River Old Ma barely alive.

“Say it.”

My father's voice was cold.

“Who told you I was here?”

Although Huyet Ha Lao Ma was seriously injured, his mouth was still very stiff:

"Lam Thuong Uyen, don't you dare..."

“Crack!”

My father is empty-handed changed color and crushed one of his arms.

“Ah——!”