On the empty land behind the ancestral shrine of the Qingshan tribe, the originally barren ground had been opened up into a spiritual field.
The spiritual field wasn't big, only a hundred feet.
However, what was surprising was that this small spiritual field was taken care of in an orderly manner. There were many spiritual herbs planted, and among them were even a few rare Lesser God-level spiritual herbs.
At this moment, in the spiritual field was a little girl who was full of spiritual wisdom. She held a small hoe in both hands while carefully planting spiritual herbs.
After planting the spiritual herb, she picked up a black earthen jar beside her and gently poured the liquid inside onto the spiritual herbs.
The black jar was tattered, but the liquid poured out of it was golden and contained a mysterious power.
Whoosh!
