Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

As everyone moved forward, more and more big black snakes appeared, constantly attacking people, making it impossible to guard against.

Several people were attacked and in distress, and two more were entangled by black snakes, and finally sank into the quagmire without even taking a chance.

Up to now, they seem to have stepped into the snake's nest, almost a small snake in three steps, a big snake in five steps, and they have to try their best to avoid these black snakes while running.

In the swamp, he was unable to fly, his spiritual consciousness was suppressed, and the magic weapons sacrificed by the monks were also greatly restricted. They could not exert their due power, and most of the time they could only fight in close quarters.

In short, the combat effectiveness of monks in this swamp is greatly reduced.

It is better to have a grass handle or a branch in your hand, and you can stay in place for a while to deal with the crisis in a critical moment. A monk without a foothold in your hand will sink into the quagmire if you delay for a while.

There are more and more black snakes on the way forward, and they seem to have broken into the snake's den.

Front!

This... so many!

A dense swarm of black snakes suddenly appeared in front of them, stretching their necks one by one, forming a line in front of them.

At this moment, even the strong Nascent Soul trembled a little when he saw so many black snakes.

Rush over!

Everyone rush together!

Get out!

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

...

In the face of great danger, their patchwork team immediately became like a piece of loose sand.

Some people think that everyone can break through the snakes by charging forward as hard as they can, while others don't want to take risks and want to retreat.

The crowd was a little confused, but they quickly reached a consensus, because some people had already started to flee back, and if they rushed forward at this time, they would die.

It's just that everyone fled back a few steps, and dense black snakes appeared in all directions, surrounding them.

How to do?

This is a question that arises in everyone's mind at the moment, surrounded by snakes, on the swamp, but unable to stay.

Zhang He is such a small guy,

Originally, he could only follow closely behind the two elders, Jiang Mei, and it was not his turn to make a decision.

But at this moment, his own life is at stake, and he can only wait for death if he hides behind.

With a flick of his hand, he threw three piles of straw forward, and placed three large wooden boards on top of them.

Seeing this, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul wanted to jump onto the wooden plank to avoid danger. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he fell headlong into the swamp on the way.

It turned out that Zhang He used the secret technique of the Shadow Demon Clan to attack with the consciousness. He has the consciousness of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so it is no problem to attack an early stage of the Nascent Soul.

The rest of the monks who were eager to try saw the monk fell down strangely, and for some reason, they temporarily gave up the idea of ​​rushing to the haystack to avoid danger.

Zhang He didn't hesitate too much, raised his hand, and three tentacle monster puppets appeared on the haystack, with countless tentacles stretched out.

Only this time, these tentacles were no longer empty hands, but each tentacle held a bazooka.

Katyusha!

Zhang He jumped onto a tentacle monster, shouted loudly, and the bazookas on the tentacles of the three puppets fired at the same time.

Immediately, the dense rain of rocket launchers blasted towards the group of snakes ahead with a dazzling light.

This is the correct usage of the tentacle puppet, incarnate as Katyusha, providing intensive fire support.

Under the bombardment of powerful firepower, all obstacles will be wiped out.

If not, it must be that the firepower is not enough.

Boom boom boom...

This time, there were at least a hundred bazookas exploding among the snakes at the same time.

For a moment, the sludge and the remains of the black snake flew together, forming a black mist of dirty blood.

The smoke from the explosion has not cleared away, and everyone has seen that the group of black snakes in front of them has been blown away.

If you are poor, you will go round and round, and if you are rich, you will fuck his mother!

This is a famous saying he learned in his previous life, and he can use it with ease in this life.

At this moment, the first three piles of straw had all sunk into the mud.

Zhang He put away the three tentacle monsters, and placed three tall piles of straw in front of him again.

This time no one wanted to jump up without knowing it.

Another three tentacle monsters holding countless bazookas appeared on the haystack ahead, aiming forward, boom!

Boom boom boom...

The black snake in front was blown away again.

Fellow daoists, do you want to watch a junior hacking a way for us and remain indifferent?

Immortal Shouyuan shouted loudly, sacrificed his flying sword, and slashed towards the dense snake group in front of him.

The rest of the people were also unambiguous at this time, their own lives were at stake, no one had room to hide their secrets, and they all used their means.

Now Zhang He has opened a gap for everyone, which is tantamount to pointing out a direction for everyone to break through.

All the originally chaotic thoughts disappeared, and everyone focused on one place.

Ji Xuanzi followed in the middle of the team, looking at Zhang He's unimposing back, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The person in front of him remained calm and acted resolutely. With a mere Golden Core cultivation base, it was equivalent to indirectly commanding the breakout.

After the successful breakout, everyone present had to remember Zhang He's kindness.

The Sun Moon League has such a handsome talent, which makes him feel uneasy.

The current cooperation is only temporary, and when they return to Chen Country, the three parties will still have to be hostile to each other.

So far, Zhang He has fired five rounds of bazookas in front of the snakes in a row, coupled with many monks attacking in one direction at the same time, and finally blasted an exit in the densely surrounded by snakes.

Rush over!

quick!

Facing the gap that had already appeared, everyone was no longer willing to continue attacking the snake group, and rushed towards the exit.

As for the black snake rushing from other directions, no one is more unlucky than anyone else.

Elder Zhang, let's go!

Elder Jiang and Elder Mei quickly passed by Zhang He, beckoning Zhang He to run away quickly.

Zhang He put away the three tentacle puppets and rushed forward behind the two elders.

A black snake protruded from nowhere, and entwined towards Zhang He with a sweep of its tail.

A black spear appeared in Zhang He's hand instantly, the tip of the spear was as red as a flame.

Point the spear at the black snake, and the flames sprang out like a dragon, entwined around the black snake in an instant, and then the whole snake turned into a fire snake, and the golden core black snake only persisted for a moment before turning into ashes.

Killing a black snake with one shot, Zhang Hehe didn't think it was strange, but continued to run forward stepping on the mud.

The moment he shot just now, his speed has been slowed down a little bit. The speed of the high-ranking monk is so fast. With this little difference, he has fallen behind by a lot.

The backs of the two elders, Jiang Mei, were already tens of feet away, and it was impossible for anyone to stop and wait for someone at this moment.

Zhang He has fallen behind the team, he must speed up to catch up, otherwise he will be in trouble if he is entangled by the black snake.

Just as he accelerated forward, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his waist, and then a feeling of numbness spread to his whole body.

Zhang Daoyou, are you all right?

At this time, Ji Xuanzi quickly passed by Zhang He with a smile on his face, and greeted him falsely.

But Zhang He saw a cold killing intent in Ji Xuanzi's eyes, and forced himself to move to the side to avoid Ji Xuanzi.

But his legs had gradually lost all feeling, becoming stiff and heavy, sinking deeper and deeper into the mud.

At this time, he could only pull out a lot of straw, and he lay down on the straw pile, but he could only buy half a breath for him, and the straw pile quickly sank into the mud.

Zhang He gradually sank with the haystack, watching the backs of the people going away, Ji Xuanzi still didn't forget to turn his head and show him a smile.

Although there are still Chi Yan and Xiaokulou in the space, in this kind of place where they can't fly, the body structure of the two of them, the force area of ​​their feet on the mud is too small, and they sink more easily than him.

And at this time, Chi Yan must be kept in the space, and at critical moments, he can pull his physical body into the space, even if he sinks into the swamp, he will not die.

Without the help of his clone, it would be very difficult for him to enter the space physically.

As the body was gradually submerged in the mud, Zhang He stretched his body and allowed his body to sink slowly.

Looking inside with his spiritual consciousness, he found a black needle three inches long and as thin as a cow's hair at the position of his waist and eyes.

There is poison on this black needle, which will paralyze the body and hinder movement.

Zhang He pressed his hands on the wound, sucked in his mana, and sucked out the thin needle.

This thin needle turned out to be a magic weapon, and there was still a mark of spiritual consciousness on it, but now the distance is too far, the induction has long been lost, and it can no longer be controlled by the spiritual consciousness.

Find a jade box and put the needle into the space.

At this time, Zhang He's body was still sinking slowly, and he didn't know how deep the swamp was and how long it would take to sink.

Since he entered the poisonous mist swamp, he has always opened a protective shield. Although he failed to prevent the sneak attack of the fine needle just now, it is still no problem to block the entrance of the sludge.

With his current cultivation base, even if he is buried in the mud without breathing for a day, his body will not have any major problems.

In this mud, the spiritual consciousness was suppressed even more severely, and the spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of Nascent Soul could only spread to a range of ten feet.

At this time, several black snakes appeared near his body, only five or six feet away from him.

I don't know why these black snakes can move normally in this swamp.

Zhang He is now paralyzed and stiff, unable to fight at all.

The figure flashed, and the body entered the space.

Lying on a pile of straw in the space, it turns out that breathing fresh air freely is also a kind of enjoyment.

Find the antidote elixir from the storage bag and take it, the effect is very reluctant.

I can only run the exercises to slowly excrete it from the body.

He lay on the haystack like this for two days, during which Chi Yan and Xiaokulou brought some food and fed it to Zhang He.

Two days later, his hands and feet finally regained the ability to move, but he didn't intend to go out. Instead, he let Chi Yan replace him and went to the swamp outside to find a way out.

If it is possible, the little skull is actually the most suitable, anyway, he doesn't need to breathe, and he can't die if he is buried in the ground for decades.

It's just that the avatar is outside, which is equivalent to a coordinate of one's own consciousness, which can bring oneself and the space there.

It seems that you can't put all your eggs in the same basket in the future, otherwise it's easy to die together.

If Chi Yan was left in Ningjing County, he could now go back directly to Ningjing County through the coordinates of the avatar's consciousness, using space as a bridge.

Chi Yan sank in the swamp for another two days, and there were more and more black snakes below the swamp.

With Chi Yan's body size, it is extremely inconvenient to move around in this swamp, and he can't stretch his wings, so he can only use his claws and beak as weapons.

Facing the danger of the black snake, Chi Yan hit him twice if he could beat it, and went back to the space to hide for a while if he couldn't beat it, and then came out after the black snake retreated.

Today, Chi Yan quietly drilled out of the space, and before sinking for a long time, her feet had already stepped on the ground.

At last it sank to the bottom of the swamp.

The bottom of the swamp was covered with a thick layer of bones, both human and various other birds and animals.

Beneath this layer of bones is a layer of hard rock.

After sinking into the swamp for so many days, Chi Yan could no longer tell the difference between south, east and north, so Chi Yan chose a direction at will.

Traveling in this sludge is dragging, slow, and tiring.

Moreover, the pressure at the bottom of the swamp is also great. If ordinary people are thrown at the bottom of the swamp, their blood vessels will probably burst.

When Chi Yan is tired, he will change Zhang He, and when both are tired, he will return to the space to rest. As long as he walks firmly in one direction, he will eventually get out of this swamp.

After several days of detoxification, Zhang He is no longer in serious trouble. The task of marching at the bottom of the swamp falls on Zhang He most of the time.

Zhang He had tried it before, and his earth escape technique could not be used in this kind of sludge, guessing it might be because of too much water vapor.

Just walking in one direction for an unknown how long or how far, a stone wall finally appeared in front of him, but the stone wall was too smooth to climb up.

Unwilling to give up, he believed that he would be able to find an exit along this stone wall and get out of the swamp.

Finally, Emperor Tian paid off, he found a hole similar to a door in the stone wall.

Drilling into this hole, there is a winding passage inside, sometimes going up and sometimes going down.

I don't know how long I walked, but there is no more sludge in the passage ahead.

Zhang He crawled out of the swamp and looked around. He is still in a passage.

There are stone walls on both sides of the passage, and the traces of artificial ax chiseling are obvious, and some murals are left on the walls.

The contents of these murals are mainly some local customs and various life styles.

The mural depicts that the people's life at that time was prosperous, high-rise buildings were everywhere, and people traveled on a four-wheeled magic weapon that did not need horses, which was somewhat similar to a car.

The living conditions in the painting are completely different from that of the current Great Zhou Dynasty where most people can’t get enough to eat.

Through the content of the mural, Zhang He guessed that this passage should also be part of the ancient ruins. The murals depicted should be scenes of life in the prehistoric civilization period.

Zhang He traveled all the way, and through the murals one after another, he couldn't help yearning for the civilization created by the prehistoric immortal cultivators.

This prehistoric civilization was based on the civilization of cultivating immortals. Its scientific and technological level of cultivating immortals, material civilization, and spiritual civilization are not inferior to the earth in the 21st century in all aspects.

I just don't know why, such a powerful civilization has become extinct.

Leave the current uncivilized Great Zhou Dynasty.

Most of the various inheritances of the cultivation technology possessed by the Great Zhou Dynasty come from the legacy of the previous civilization. There is almost no progress, and on the contrary, it has regressed in some aspects.