Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Since having avatars to participate in the study together, Zhang He's learning efficiency has doubled, which really made Zhang He feel refreshed.

However, human desires can never be fully satisfied, and Zhang He is not satisfied now.

Because the strength of the avatar's consciousness is still too weak after all.

The current level of spiritual consciousness is even weaker than those monks who have just produced spiritual consciousness at the fourth level of Qi training.

The avatar now gives Zhang He the feeling that the lazy donkey grinds a lot of shit and piss, and every time he only learns for a while, he is too tired and needs to rest.

The problem is that he hasn't been able to find a suitable person to seize the house. He even walked around Chendu a few times on purpose, and no rich second generation jumped out to mock him or suppress him.

Let him catch an irrelevant monk back for no reason, and then seize his home, he really can't do this kind of thing.

It wasn't his tenderness, nor his virgin, but the education he received in his two lifetimes didn't contain the content of tying people's lives.

On this day, Zhang He carefully dug out a drop of blood from the space soil.

At this moment, the originally bright red blood essence had been absorbed by the space soil, and all the spiritual energy had been absorbed, and it had become somewhat pale.

But it doesn't matter, this drop of blood essence can automatically absorb spiritual energy and restore its own vitality. It only takes a few days for it to turn bright red again.

This drop of blood essence was exactly what the Undead Demon King asked him to bring out when he entered the sealed place under the copper vein.

He didn't know what the specific use of this drop of blood was, let alone what hidden plans the Undead Demon King had.

After Zhang He nervously brought out this drop of blood essence, he found that its vitality was indelible, and it could absorb spiritual energy on its own, which really scared him a lot.

He then used the drop of blood as a rechargeable battery.

Put the blood of the undead demon king outside to absorb the spiritual energy for a few days, and then bury it in the soil of the space to replenish the spiritual energy for the space.

This drop of blood absorbs spirit energy very efficiently, saving him a lot of spirit stone expenses.

However, looking at this drop of blood today, Zhang He had other thoughts.

His avatar was cultivated according to the shadow demon clan's secret method, and the purpose of taking it away was to burn the qi, blood, and essence of other people's bodies to cultivate the primordial spirit and enhance their spiritual consciousness.

There just happened to be a drop of ready-made blood in front of him, and it was the kind with a very tenacious vitality.

What would happen if the avatar was allowed to enter this drop of blood essence and take away this drop of blood essence?

Zhang He thinks he can give it a try. Since he has a clone, he has grown a lot more courageous. If there is a dangerous matter, he will let the clone go ahead.

If he is in danger, he will immediately cut off the connection with the clone, and lose one clone at most.

After having this idea, Zhang He carefully considered the feasibility of it, and imagined the possible accidents.

Then he took this drop of blood essence out of the space and let it absorb a day's spiritual energy outside.

But I dare not let him suck too much for fear of accidents.

Before preparing to seize the house, he sent this drop of blood into the space, and deliberately pulled his own body into the space.

After everything was ready, Zhang He took out the Yunshen wooden ball stored by the avatar and held it in his hand.

Then he dug a small pit on the ground, and then solemnly placed this drop of the blood of the undead demon king in the pit in front of him.

As soon as the blood essence touched the ground, the aura contained in it had already begun to dissipate and be absorbed by the soil.

However, after absorbing the aura for a day, it was enough to persist until the avatar seized him.

Put the blood essence in the earth pit, as long as something goes wrong, he will use the soil to bury the blood essence and his avatar together.

Everything was ready, and the avatar flew out of the ball.

The two don't need any communication, and the avatar has no unwillingness to die, because the avatar is also himself, just like extending one's own hand.

The avatar gritted its teeth and flew towards the blood essence in the pit, and disappeared into it in an instant.

In the blood essence of the undead demon king, it seems like a small miniature world, but the center of this world is a vast blood lake. Outside the blood lake, there is a dry land, barren, without any signs of life.

After the avatar entered the blood essence, it appeared in this blood lake, and a huge wave suddenly rose in the blood lake, which was about to submerge him.

Faced with this situation, Zhang He was also a little helpless, how should he win this?

No experience in this area!

In the past, all the shadow demons seized the house, just swallowed the opponent's primordial spirit directly, and occupied the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

But now the object of seizing the house is just a drop of blood essence, there is no primordial spirit in it, let alone the sea of ​​consciousness.

Now he seems to be standing in front of the sea alone, shouting: The sea! I want to conquer you!

Then a huge wave came over and submerged itself.

When Zhang Hezheng was at a loss for what to do, a wave of blood surged in and engulfed him.

Then he felt countless violent thoughts coming, which were gradually affecting his thinking, intending to assimilate him.

Ahh...

The avatar was submerged in the blood lake and roared to the sky, intending to fight against the violent emotions rising in his heart.

Just as he was struggling, his feet had already stepped on the ground.

Only then did he realize that this lake of blood wasn't very deep.

Keeping his feet on the ground, he stood up straight, and found that the wave of blood that had just poured in had passed, and his head could still be exposed outside the lake of blood.

Moreover, the water level (blood level) of the blood lake is still gradually decreasing.

Thinking of the spiritual energy that this drop of blood essence was constantly dissipating, he already had a rough guess in his heart.

Now he didn't need to worry, he immediately stood in the lake of blood, calmed down, eliminated distracting thoughts, and resisted that violent emotion.

After that, several waves of blood rushed towards him, intending to submerge him and assimilate him, but they were getting weaker and weaker.

After a while, the water level of the blood lake dropped by another head or two, and at the same time, the violent mood weakened a lot.

At this time, Zhang He was finally no longer affected by that violent emotion, and he was not indecent when he came and went. He had already begun to try to assimilate the blood around him with his spiritual consciousness.

This method of assimilating with spiritual consciousness is actually equivalent to refining with magic power.

He didn't know if doing this would be able to complete the seizure of the blood essence. Anyway, it's all right now, and idleness is idleness. It should be revenge for the blood lake.

Waves of spiritual power radiated out, and the blood around him began to become docile.

Time passed slowly like this, and with the loss of spiritual energy in the blood essence, the blood in the blood lake was still slowly decreasing.

Two days later, the original large lake of blood had disappeared, and only a little blood remained in the area about Zhang He's feet.

At this moment, the blood gathered under Zhang He's feet, and slowly flowed upward along his legs. Finally, the blood wrapped Zhang He's avatar, and the avatar became a blood man.

This blood has been refined by him and driven by him, and he can also choose to consume this blood and let it burn to cultivate his soul.

So far, although he hasn't completely controlled the drop of blood, and Duoshe can't be said to be successful, at least his original goal has been achieved.

At the beginning, he wanted to seize the blood essence, but he wanted to consume this drop of blood essence to cultivate the avatar soul.

In the space, Zhang He's body picked up this drop of blood from the pit at this moment, and let the ground absorb it, the blood that he finally subdued would also dissipate.

However, after the blood essence left the land, as the aura in the space was absorbed by it, new blood began to gushes out from the blood lake that was originally dry.

The avatar can only speed up the refining of newborn blood again. When the avatar is too busy, the main body throws the blood essence into the pit.

Wait for the clone to breathe, and take it out again.

In this way, the main body can't leave now, if he leaves, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Fortunately, with the increase of refined blood in the avatar, the ability to resist the violent emotion in the blood is getting stronger and stronger.

In addition, he occasionally consumes part of the blood to cultivate the primordial spirit, which is also slowly growing.

Zhang He's body remained in the space like this, guarding this drop of blood for more than a month.

After more than a month of refinement, among the blood essence, the center of a lake of blood is calm and calm, but the surrounding area is turbulent.

It's just that these turbulent waves outside, no matter how hard they try, try to rush to the center every time, submerging the person in the middle, but every time they rush to the calm area, they are suppressed.

After more than a month, the avatar has been strengthened a lot now, and the main body finally doesn't have to guard the surroundings all the time.

Zhang He exited the space and reappeared in the practice room where he retreated.

More than a month has passed, and the training room has been covered with a thin layer of dust.

Walking out of the training room, I found Fat Tiger and asked about it. Everything is normal recently, and everyone can do what they should do.

It was Fairy Mei who came to look for you once, and left after learning that you were in retreat.

Fat Tiger scratched his head when he said this, and there was one more thing, he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

There is also a monk named Zhong Shuyi who has also come to see you a few times, so it should be nothing serious.

Fat Tiger finally decided that he should only report half of this matter.

The man who was more beautiful than a woman did come to see Zhang He at first, but it was Fat Tiger who came to him the next few times.

In the following days, Zhang He still focused on studying every day, and would enter the space every other day to help the avatar refine blood.

The main thing is to take out the blood essence to absorb the aura, or throw it into the pit.

The strength of the avatar grew rapidly, and it took only one year to almost reach the strength of the late stage of Qi training.

During this year, Wen Sheng successfully opened a commercial route from Chendu to Heishui County. This route passed through more than a dozen countries, and there were dozens of trading nodes along the way.

This kind of business route is not simply a matter of selling a batch of supplies from Heishui County to Chendu. If this is done, the transportation cost alone will kill him.

Instead, a batch of supplies is sold from place A to place B, and then sold from place B to place C.

In this way of selling, from Heishui County to Chendu, the goods have been turned over several times along the way.

Doing trade naturally pursues the rotation of goods, and every additional turnover will generate an additional profit.

In the past year, Zhang Yuan has made great progress in formation skills.

In the end, under Mei Yingxue's matchmaking, Zhang Yuan was accepted as a disciple by a formation mage of the Sun Moon League.

After being guided by a famous teacher, Zhang Yuan's formation level has improved by leaps and bounds.

Of course, in an organization like the Sun Moon League, the formation masters are not taught in vain, and you need a generous apprenticeship ceremony.

During the New Year and festivals every day, as disciples, they also have to give gifts to honor their teachers.

As for some masters who would hand out all kinds of good things to their apprentices, Zhang Yuan had never encountered such a thing, nor had he expected it.

As for Zhang Yuan's tuition, Zhang He naturally paid for it with all his strength.

If he didn't say anything, Zhang Yuan went back and complained to old man Zhang, and old man Zhang would have to whip him with a bamboo branch again.

On this day, Zhang He had just finished training, walked out of the training room, and saw Zhong Shuyi sitting in the courtyard, discussing with Zhang Yuan about the embroidered female red.

Zhang Yuan has always been careless, and she can't even mend clothes, so she can only listen to the whole process, but she is thinking in her mind, can she embroider the formation on the clothes?

To be honest, when it comes to needlework, whether it is old man Zhang or Zhang He, they are several blocks better than Zhang Yuan.

After all, both father and son have experienced hard times, and sewing is an essential skill.

Zhang Daoyou, you are finally out of customs. I happen to have something important to see you.

Oh, I don't know what's up with Zhong Daoyou?

Zhang He remembered that Fairy Zhong liked to find Fat Tiger every time she came here, saying that she wanted to learn some strength techniques.

I don't know what to do with myself today.

You know, fellow Daoist Zhang, in a few months, the head of the Sun Moon Alliance will hold a general meeting, and all the sub-heads will come to discuss matters at that time.

I've heard of it a little bit. Zhang He nodded. He had heard Mei Yingxue talk about it before.

Then do you know how many of these sub-masters are Mei Yingxue's suitors?

Zhang He's heart skipped a beat. Hearing this tone, there was far more than one rival in love.

But after thinking about it, she was relieved. With Mei Yun's status, there were naturally not a few people who wanted to pursue Mei Yingxue.

This has nothing to do with beauty and ugliness, and it has nothing to do with legendary love, it is purely because of huge benefits.

Just like what he saw in his previous life, as long as he was a rich second generation, who wouldn't rush to stick it in.

There are also many people who have a bad stomach in the world of cultivating immortals.

Only then did Zhang He realize how he had unknowingly approached the rich woman without even noticing it.

What conditions?

Seeing Zhong Shuyi's hesitant expression, Zhang He asked directly.

I'm going to Chendu today, and I'm worried that it's not safe to be alone, so I want to ask Fat Tiger to go with me.

Zhong Shuyi bit her lip and said her condition.

no problem!

Zhang He agreed without hesitation.

Fat Tiger is now hiding when he sees this person.

Zhang He has also criticized Fat Tiger several times because of this, he should not be too arrogant, and should not let down his sincerity.

It's just that Fat Hu is usually a very obedient child, but he is always reticent in this matter, always evading it, saying that the two of them are not suitable and the gender is not compatible.

Zhang He was puzzled, and asked you to teach someone how to use swords, to enhance the relationship between the sub-ruler and the master helm, and to build a bridge of friendship and mutual trust between the two sides. What does this have to do with gender?

It seems that Fat Tiger is also a woman who has been single for a long time and is full of thoughts.

Fat Tiger! Help me go to Chendu to buy some spiritual tea.

Fat Tiger reluctantly walked out of the back room, My lord, I made tea for you yesterday, and I saw that there is at least a catty of Duoling tea.