The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

The demonic spiritual power in the anteater's body is running rapidly, constantly digesting and storing the energy of the food.

More than twenty anteaters stood in a row at the edge of the trench, constantly devouring the red ants that poured into the trench.

It’s a pity that the number of anteaters is still too small, and they can’t eat it all, they simply can’t finish it!

Xiao Han's trench gradually turned into an arc as the red ants moved.

He cut and dug trenches all the way to the very edge of the ant colony.

Then Xiao Han suddenly remembered that the low-level talismans used by Qi-cultivating cultivators that he had collected from Lin Wanqing's storage bag were all thrown into the corner of the storage bag and had not been dealt with.

Anyway, these talismans are not worth many spirit stones after being sold, so they are just right for dealing with these ant colonies.

So she stepped on the flying sword again and started throwing talismans along the way.

However, the talisman's attack range is not large, so she needs to keep throwing it down.

Those flying red ants soon covered her aura shield, and she had no choice but to strangle these annoying creatures first.

Many red ants have crossed the trench and continued to crawl forward.

Xiao Han was also helpless. The front line of these red ants was too long and there were too many of them. Even though she had the attack power, she couldn't kill them all quickly.

What made her even more depressed was that when the twenty or so anteaters saw the sound of the talisman's spiritual explosion getting closer and closer to them, the anteaters, which had almost had their full meal, began to retreat one after another.

Xiao Han was left holding out Erkang's hand, wanting only to sing loudly: Don't go!

But no matter what, after her sweep and the anteaters' devouring, the number of ants was almost reduced by half.

After throwing all the low-level attack talismans, she began to strangle with the flying sword again.

Then Xiao Han kept chasing the ants towards the densely populated area. When he reached the edge of the oasis, the number of ants was less than one-fifth of the original number.

The sparser the ant colony, the less efficient the strangulation.

After all the remaining red ants entered the oasis, Xiao Han stopped strangling them.

She had done her best. As for what kind of damage these remaining red ants would eventually do to the oasis, she could only wait for the final result.

The red thorns and cacti were not affected at all because of the protection of the defensive formation.

The drastic decrease in the number of ants frightened some small monsters and reptiles living in the oasis, but they did not flee for their lives.

They all crossed the stream and went to the other side to watch.

However, the water in the stream was too shallow. After the red ants gnawed and devoured the low green plants on this side of the river, they turned their attention to the meat and green plants on the other side.

After trying to cross the river and finding that the depth and width of the river were enough to drown them, they finally decided to go around it.

Xiao Han felt relieved when he saw that they had not dug out the roots of the low green plants.

After all, in this water source area rich in spiritual energy, as long as the roots are there, these green plants will soon grow again and become lush again.

Ignoring the remaining red ants, Xiao Han focused on regulating his breathing and recovering his spiritual power.

Just now, he kept maximizing the sword's aura, which naturally consumed a lot of spiritual energy. In this unsafe desert, insufficient spiritual energy would make people feel insecure.

After she restored her spiritual power, the ant colony destroyed the green plants on the ground and then left.

The huge decrease in the number of ants prevented the oasis from becoming bare. Many shrubs only lost their leaves, but most of the stems were preserved.

All the credit naturally goes to Xiao Han, but it's a pity that the herbivorous monsters here will not come to thank her.

The days returned to normal again, and the blackthorn fruits grew slowly. They were still green now, and it was still a long way from turning purple-black.

However, this time the ant colony's attack also gave Xiao Han a revelation. She left the formation she had set up at the red thorns intact, but she didn't need to activate it normally.

In this way, when she encounters any monsters or insects attacking her again, she only needs to quickly activate the formation.

Time passed day by day, and as Xiao Han anxiously waited, the fruits of the red thorn began to turn red, and then gradually turned deep red like mulberries, purple-red, and then from purple-red to black.

Then, some jerboas began to wander around in the distance fearlessly.

Even Croton couldn't help but quack, "Master, Croton wants to eat this."

If it hadn't seen that Xiao Han valued this fruit very much, it would have eaten it secretly long ago.

Stealing food and having the owner feed it are completely different in nature, and Croton understands this.

Xiao Han immediately shouted, "No, you are not allowed to eat any of this. I will buy you some fourth-level monster meat when I get back. You can't eat this."

After a pause, she warned: "If you dare to eat it secretly, I will pluck out your hair."

Croton was so frightened that it flew away immediately and dared not mention eating blackthorn fruit again.

However, people dare not eat croton. Some small monsters cannot stand the special aroma emitted by the blackthorn fruit when it is ripe, and they still come to steal it without fear of death.

Xiao Han was worried about Badou being on duty, so he kept patrolling the surroundings and killing those little monsters that were ready to make a move.

Only when she was extremely tired would she let Ba Dou take charge while she herself would meditate, regulate her breathing, and close her eyes to rest for half an hour.

Then, as more blackthorn fruits ripened, even some high-level demon birds began to be attracted.

As soon as Xiao Han discovered that a high-level demon bird was coming, he would immediately activate the formation, protect the black thorn fruit, and then start to deal with them with continuous arrows.

Croton doesn't have much combat power, but it can still help a little by picking up arrows that fall on the ground with its claws and mouth.

Xiao Han sighed inwardly, no wonder Ningyuan Dan was hard to appear on the market, the climate temperature difference required for the growth of the red thorn made it difficult to be artificially cultivated in other places.

Even if the flowers of the flowers growing in this desert are not eaten by jerboas, they will be snatched away by monsters of all sizes when they mature.

The reason they haven't become extinct is that they have strong vitality.

The more blackthorn fruits ripened, the more frequently Xiao Han fought.

Then, a demon bird above level six also flew over.

Sensing that the other party's spiritual pressure far exceeded that of a sixth-level demon bird, and was at least a seventh-level demon bird, her little heart couldn't help but tremble.

Xiao Han: Where do you usually hide? Why are you all showing up now?

She didn't bother to complain and quickly activated the two formations.

Croton was so frightened that it hid in the defensive magic circle and trembled, calling out: "Master, Croton, get into the bag, Master, Croton, get into the bag..."

He was so scared that he wanted to hide in the spirit beast bag.

Xiao Han knew that leaving Badou outside at this time would only distract her, so she quickly put Badou into the spirit beast bag and then took out the talisman.

There was no other way. If she didn't rely on talismans to deal with it at this time, she was afraid that the defensive formation would not be able to withstand the opponent's continuous attacks.

A magic weapon that looked like a small sword and was engraved with runes appeared in Xiao Han's hand.