Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The trade fair in Daliang City lasted for more than a month. During this time, Zhang He shuttled between various shops in Daliang City to search.

In order to conceal his identity, he once again used the Peach Blossom Fairy mask that Mei Yingxue gave him back then.

As the Peach Blossom Fairy, she bought all kinds of spiritual objects, brought them back and raised them with spiritual spring water, and then sold them.

In the recent period of time, he has discovered that several people are following him secretly.

However, his spiritual consciousness has reached the level of Nascent Soul, so he is really not afraid of these stalking.

Immortal cultivators who want to follow others often have to rely on divine consciousness to replace the function of ears.

Therefore, as long as the spiritual sense is weaker than Zhang He, it is difficult to track him. Often they have not found Zhang He's trace, but they have already been discovered by Zhang He and approached them. No breath, kills invisible.

Two months later, Zhang He finally left Daliang City. During these two months, he used his identity as the Peach Blossom Fairy to buy and sell frequently, earning a lot of spirit stones.

So much so that the high-level spiritual objects in Daliang City became a little flooded later, so he stopped in time.

Part of the spirit stones obtained was used for space absorption, and finally the area of ​​the space was increased to two acres.

He calculated that adding one mu of land to the space would absorb about 1 million spirit stones, which is a high enough price.

Fortunately, the wool comes from sheep, and these spirit stones are all obtained by improving the quality of the spirit ore through space, so it doesn't hurt to spend them.

In addition, he still has 1 million spirit stones in his space for backup. In a short time, he doesn't have to worry about spirit stones anymore.

His destination this time is Taikang Lake in Liang State. The area of ​​this large lake is one of the largest among the surrounding countries.

A kind of Guishui essence is produced in Taikang Lake, which is a very good water attribute spiritual material. It is said that occasionally one or two drops of Rengui Water can be collected.

Although there is only one more word for Water of Rengui, the spiritual power of water attribute contained in it is ten times higher.

What Zhang He didn't know was that not long after he left Daliang City, a monk rode a colorful tiger and followed him in his direction.

This person is Ao Wu who met him once during the auction.

A black beetle the size of a thumb flew in front of Ao Wu to lead the way, guiding Ao Wu in the direction.

After tens of miles out of the city, pedestrians have become scarce.

Aww!

The colorful tiger under the seat let out a long howl, and suddenly sped up and rushed forward, without any clue that it was just a puppet tiger.

When the puppet tiger chased Ao Wu to the edge of a stream, Zhang He was already standing there quietly waiting for him.

No wonder I always feel that there is a pair of eyes staring at me. It turns out to be the proud Taoist friend. I don't know what advice you have to teach?

These days, Zhang He always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him all the time in a hidden corner, but he couldn't find the other party's trace with all his consciousness.

I don't dare to be a teacher. I am very interested in the Dongji Qinglongmu you bought. I hope you can give it to me. I will be very grateful.

Ao Wu leaned on the back of the colorful tiger,

The posture is still very lazy.

That Dongji Qinglongmu is very important to him, and like Zhang He, he is also determined to get it.

Then there is nothing to say.

Ao Wu waved one hand, and a five-inch-tall humanoid puppet flew out of his hand. When it landed on the ground, it instantly turned into a seven-foot-tall middle-aged man, but his eyes were empty and his expression was a little dull.

As a puppet family, his battles are naturally dominated by puppets. If he has to end the fight himself, wouldn't it ruin the name of the Ao family.

This puppet has the strength of the middle stage of the golden core, which is a level higher than Zhang He. In Aowu's mind, it is more than enough to clean up Zhang He, a monk who has just entered the golden core.

Roar!

The human puppet roared, and with a five-foot-long machete, it slashed at Zhang He.

Seeing that Ao Wu didn't make a move himself, Zhang He ordered his younger brother around, he felt that he couldn't lose his momentum, and immediately released the little skull from the space.

You have a younger brother, and I also have a younger brother, both of whom are at the mid-stage Golden Core.

So Zhang He and Ao Wu, the two parties involved, didn't make a move, but silently watched a puppet and a skeleton fight inseparably.

But the five-foot machete in the puppet's hand is a magic weapon, while the dagger in the little skull's hand is just a top-grade magic weapon.

The strength of the little skull is not weaker than the opponent, but it has suffered some losses in weapons.

This short sword was buried with him in his previous life, and he has always regarded it as a treasure, and he always carries it in his hand.

Although it has been strengthened by spiritual spring water, its quality is still inferior to magic weapons.

After the two sides collided several times, the short sword in Xiaokulou's hand had already appeared several cracks, and it would probably shatter if it was struck again.

Little Skull couldn't bear to have his beloved dagger damaged, so he threw the dagger aside, stretched out a pair of jade-like skeleton claws, and grabbed the puppet's machete directly.

Seeing this, Ao Wu raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This skeleton is as strong as it is strong, but its spiritual intelligence is still too weak, and it even foolishly used its claws to resist the magic weapon.

The machete in the puppet's hand was a magic weapon he personally refined, and he believed that he would see the machete chop up this unfathomably thick skeleton in the next moment.

However, the reality disappointed him, the little skull firmly grasped the blade with both hands, and there was no scar on the jade-like white bone claws.

While restraining the machete, the little skull opened its mouth wide, and spit out a ball of faint blue flame, which landed on the puppet.

The moment the blue flame touched the puppet, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and immediately a rising flame engulfed the puppet.

Seeing that this puppet was about to be burned, Ao Wu didn't seem to take it too seriously, but with a wave of his hand, another ten puppets were released.

These ten puppets all have the strength of the golden core, ranging from the early to the middle stage of the golden core.

As a genius monk of a puppet family, it doesn't seem strange to bring a group of puppets at the golden core stage with him.

I don't know how many puppets Ao Wu has on his body, but the current situation is enough to run amok among Golden Core cultivators.

Ao Wu still sat lazily on the back of the colorful tiger, and even leisurely took out a pot of spiritual wine and two side dishes, which were full of flavor.

The ten puppets were in human form, some in animal form, and two were flying in the air. At this moment, they formed a semicircle and surrounded Zhang He.

One of the puppets looked like a carriage, and the dense runes on it lit up, and then there was a blue light curtain that enveloped the ten puppets.

Facing the all-round siege of ten golden core puppets, Zhang He sacrificed the magic shield he just bought in his hand, and it was reduced to the size of Zhang Xu in the air, and he and the little skull were firmly protected in it.

Just as the shield was raised, several attacks landed, all of which landed firmly on the shield.

The attack on the shield caused Zhang He's mana to be consumed crazily. Even if he had a golden core that surpassed the ninth rank, and his background was far beyond ordinary people, a lot of his mana was consumed at this moment.

With the mana capacity in his body, if there are another ten times, his mana will be exhausted.

Of course, he couldn't just be beaten and not fight back. If so, he might as well take Xiaokulou directly to the ground and run away.

After only a short while, several thin cracks appeared on the newly purchased magic shield.

At this time, Zhang He took out two rocket launchers, one for himself and the little skull, sneaked out from under the shield, aimed at a puppet each, and bombarded them.

You have your puppet, I have my bazooka!

The bazooka in Zhang He's hand was filled with mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds. On the battlefield with the demons, he had harvested the lives of many golden core demons.

boom!

boom!

There were two loud bangs, and two rocket launchers flew out, each hitting the target and exploding with dazzling light.

However, after the flames dissipated, the imagined two puppets were blasted to pieces and did not appear.

The blue light curtain that covered the two puppets before had withstood most of the attacks, and the two puppets just shook their bodies at the moment, as if they hadn't suffered much damage.

At this moment, Ao Wu, who was sitting on the back of the colorful tiger, pretending to be drinking leisurely, frowned.

He knew how strong this blue light curtain was.

What was that just now? In just two blows, the blue light curtain became dim.

Why has he never heard of such a magic weapon in the world of cultivating immortals?

Continue to boom!

Zhang He moved out a bunch of rocket launchers from the space, and together with the little skull, bombarded the opposite side one by one without stopping.

At the same time, under the bombardment of the puppets, the magic weapon on the shield above his head had more and more cracks, which might break at any time. The magic power in Zhang He's body had been consumed by more than half to maintain the magic weapon's defense.

Boom boom boom...

Finally, the blue light curtain covering many puppets was completely shattered, turning into stars and dissipating in the air.

Zhang He immediately seized the opportunity and pointed a fire tube at the strange carriage.

With a boom, the strange carriage that could make a blue light curtain was torn apart in this loud noise, and it probably couldn't be put together again.

Without the protection of the blue light curtain, the bazooka launched by the little skull bombarded a flying puppet in the air, and the puppet disintegrated into countless fragments on the spot, which scattered from the air one after another.

here you go!

Zhang He shouted loudly, just as he was about to kill the Quartet, the magic shield above their heads was finally overwhelmed and was blasted into countless pieces.

The moment the shield shattered, Zhang He saw two flying swords and three animal-shaped puppets rushing towards them.

In a hurry, Zhang He could only sacrifice the bazooka in his hand, and then fled into the distance with the little skull.

Several attacks still fell on Zhang He and Xiaokulou.

The robe on Zhang He's back was blasted through several big holes, exposing a smear of purple inside.

The little skull was also hit, his bones are very hard now, it seems that there is no serious problem.

Although they had suffered a round of attacks, both of them seemed to have no problem, Zhang He still didn't dare to stop to fight.

Of the ten puppets on the other side, two were smashed to pieces, and there were eight left, plus Ao Wu, and the colorful tiger sitting under him.

There were at least ten more enemies, and he didn't know if there were other puppets in Ao Wu's pocket.

Facing ten powerful enemies, the best way is to run away instead of staying and fighting recklessly.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, once surrounded by ten of the same level, and then beaten to death, there may not even be a chance to fight back.

Only by escaping can there be hope. Of course, Zhang He does not admit that he is escaping. He calls it mobile warfare, which is also Zhang He's experience in gang fights in his previous life.

There are ten people on the other side, as long as they don't receive special training, ten people can't run at the same speed.

After a long time, the distance between the ten people gradually widened.

At that time, he can attack in reverse, and even walk through the gaps surrounded by the opponent.

As long as he moves well, there will always be only one or two enemies in front of him, and when other enemies chase him, he will have already run away.

Just as the person and the skeleton were running away with all their strength, another flying puppet finally approached the two of them from the air, while the other puppets were still far away.

Immediately Zhang He didn't hesitate, he sacrificed a bazooka and blasted at the puppet in the air.

boom!

Another puppet in the rear was scrapped, and now there are only nine left.

Since the bazooka has been modified by Huya, its range is now greatly increased.

After several life-and-death struggles, Zhang He has already seen that the attack distance of these puppets is not very far, not as far as that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

This created an opportunity for Zhang He to open the distance and then bombard with the bazooka.

His move really worked, and several puppets were blasted to death one after another.

The bazooka filled with mutated Thunder Spirit Grass seeds can deal with puppets one at a time, without missing a shot.

Now there are only four puppets left beside Ao Wu, frightened by the bazooka in Zhang He's hand, he dare not chase any more, but gather all the puppets around to protect his own safety.

Seeing that there were only five opponents left, Zhang He no longer ran away, but turned around and killed Ao Wu again with the little skull.

Boom boom boom...

Against the attacks of a few puppets, the two launched rocket launchers to bombard them continuously, and the front was blasted into smoke and dust.

The robe on Zhang He's body has been broken into strips, revealing a purple Taoist robe inside, which looks very rich and noble.

This taoist robe was attacked several times, but it didn't damage at all. It still shone with purple light and looked very coquettish.

In fact, Zhang He didn't want to do this either, but this Taoist robe was taken off Lu Bo back then, and it was regarded as a funeral object for the dead.

This kind of thing is mainly for good looks, and the practical aspect is secondary.

The little skull suffered several attacks in a row, and some cracked lines gradually appeared on the bones.

Now the two sides are guns against guns, guns against guns, and there are no other defensive measures. It depends on who can't bear it first and falls down.

Finally, the roar gradually stopped, the smoke and dust cleared away, Zhang He and Xiaokulou were in tatters, even the purple robes on their bodies were torn, and the two supported each other, standing still a little bit.

On the opposite side of them, those puppets have become a whole place of tatters.

There was only Yu Aowu, still sitting on the back of the colorful tiger, but the tiger's head had been broken, exposing various materials inside.

Ao Wu's legs were curled up on the tiger-backed chair, and he still didn't intend to stand up, as if his legs were somewhat disabled.