Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In a large prison in Ningjing County, all the monks who committed serious crimes or personnel from hostile forces were detained here.

Once locked in this prison, there is no hope of surviving.

Gu Liangqi was walking in the long corridor of the prison at this time, holding a roster in his hand, comparing the names of the prisoners one by one, checking their bone age, cultivation qualifications, etc.

Tang Bi, 98 years old, in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with high-level training qualifications...

After Gu Liangqi confirmed it was correct, he drew a tick on the roster and ordered the monks behind him to escort Tang Bi out.

Then continue forward to the next cell.

After Gu Liangqi screened all the death row inmates in the prison, he picked out a total of 3 qualified candidates.

He personally sent the three candidates to the City Lord's Mansion, and sent them to Zhang He's closed room.

Over the past few decades, dozens of well-qualified death row prisoners have been sent to the secret room where Zhang He practiced, and never came out again.

According to gossip from the outside world, it is said that Zhang He is practicing a kind of evil art, which requires the sacrifice of living people.

Zhang He has never given any explanation for this, making the outside world more certain about his speculation.

The nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty had all sorts of weird hobbies, even if Zhang He sacrificed a living person, it was actually no big deal.

At least he used death row prisoners, which can be regarded as waste utilization. Compared with some nobles who take pleasure in killing people, they are already considered kind-hearted.

After the three death row prisoners were sent to Zhang He's secret room, they didn't know what fate would meet them, and felt a little nervous.

This nervousness didn't bother them for too long, and soon three powerful divine senses rushed into their sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the impact of the powerful spiritual consciousness, the three of them fell into a coma in an instant, without feeling the slightest pain.

Zhang He looked at the three comatose death row prisoners in front of him, threw them into the space, and immediately three avatars got into the bodies of the three.

In today's space, Little Skeleton has already traveled around with Chi Yan, but there are many new faces.

These new faces include not only humans, but also demons and the like. There are as many as forty or fifty in total.

These new faces in the space are all clones of Zhang He.

Since the advanced Nascent Soul middle stage,

His primordial spirit is even stronger, at least one clone primordial spirit can be separated every year.

In the last forty or fifty years, he has been splitting the primordial spirit and creating clones, and now the space is full of his clones.

However, splitting the primordial spirit is a matter that greatly affects his cultivation, so that his cultivation has not improved in the past few years.

Moreover, due to the frequent splitting of the soul, there are many scars left on the soul, which will take a long time to dissipate on their own.

In other words, for a long time recently, he has not been able to split the primordial spirit to create clones like this.

Zhang He also entered the space at this time, and counted his clones. Including the three he joined just now, he now has a total of 50 clones.

The cultivation bases of these avatars are all within the scope of Foundation Establishment and Golden Core, and now they are all kept in the space for cultivation.

The reason why he got so many clones was mainly to digest the excess Ningying Pill.

The Ningying fruit tree can harvest a batch of fruits every year. As the fruit tree grows older, more and more fruits are produced each time.

The subordinates can't use this kind of Ningying Pill, and there is a great risk in selling it outside. It is almost enough to secretly sell one or two pills each time.

Eating Ningying fruit by oneself can improve cultivation, but after eating for a period of time, the effect is getting worse and worse.

He tried to brew the baby congealing fruit into spirit wine again, and after drinking it for a while, the effect was okay at first, but then it got worse and worse.

Seeing that such a good thing is useless in the space, Zhang He simply made more clones for himself, and produced and sold them himself.

At present, these 50 avatars are still relatively low in cultivation, and the elixir resources they need to consume are not particularly large, so he can afford them if he has the space.

That is, some of the avatars practice the Golden Body Technique, which requires the consumption of flesh and blood.

At present, a special hunting team provides Zhang He with meat.

With the growth of these cultivation bases, it will be a troublesome thing to consume a lot of flesh and blood in the future, even the monsters in the exiled land can't bear it.

The three newly added clones slept for a few days, and the fusion of the physical body and the primordial spirit was gradually completed.

Zhang He checked and found nothing wrong, so he exited the space and appeared in Heishui County.

He had just received a summons from Huya, inviting him to visit the research institute in Heishui County.

Heishui County is located on the edge of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and has not received much attention. With the opening of the railway these years, Zhang He moved many important departments of the research institute to Heishui County.

The Heishui County Branch of the Research Institute was established in Dehua County, on the original Qifeng Mountain.

This is his basic disk, and everyone here is his eyes and ears. As soon as outsiders enter the vicinity of the research institute, they will be discovered immediately and stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

When Zhang He walked to the research institute, Huya was already waiting at the door with several researchers.

Many skilled and experienced researchers in the Ningjing County Research Institute have been sent here. When necessary, they can be arranged to be secretly promoted to Nascent Soul and hidden from then on.

Young master!

Huya walked to Zhang He's side, and said mysteriously: This time there is a major discovery, using the pure purple fire obsidian you gave me last time, to prepare a new type of spiritual gunpowder, which is extremely powerful.

Take me to see!

The two soon came to a deserted valley. Zhang He remembered that he had led his men to suppress zombies here before.

Look, son, this magic weapon is filled with this new type of gunpowder.

Huya took out a black ball magic weapon, only the size of a fist.

Zhang He took it over and took a look. The surface of the ball was coated with a material that isolates the consciousness, and at the same time, it also isolates the spiritual power fluctuations inside the magic weapon.

At first glance, it looks like an iron ball with little power.

Go out and have a look!

Well! Good!

Huya sacrificed the ball as he said, and the ball flew in the air without any sound, without any movement, until it flew to one side of the mountain peak, and suddenly burst into dazzling fire.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and even the ground trembled a few times.

One side of the mountain collapsed instantly, and the rocks were blown into powder, flying all over the sky.

This power is strong enough to catch up with the blow of Nascent Soul cultivator.

Very good! It's better to have as many of these things as possible. You can make more and reserve them.

Zhang He was very satisfied with this.

Huya scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

However, the refining cost of this new type of gunpowder is very high, and it may not be able to achieve the conditions for mass production.

What materials are needed?

The pure purple fire obsidian you brought, a ball like this needs to consume a whole piece, and more than 5,000 thousand years of fire attribute spiritual wood charcoal, and the top-grade golden black stone...

Huya has listed a lot of top-quality materials, each of which is valuable and difficult to obtain.

Well, as much as you can make now, just make as much as you can, and the finished product will be temporarily sealed for future use.

He can use purple-red fire obsidian for pure wood-colored fire obsidian, and then soak it in the space spirit spring to achieve it.

However, the other two materials are still relatively lacking.

He can also cultivate the 5,000-year-old fire-attribute spiritual wood in space, but it will take time.

In fact, there is also a top-level fire attribute tree in his space, that is, the black tree, which is absolutely extraordinary.

After he ate the above fruit, he had the ability to mobilize the fire attribute aura between heaven and earth.

I don't know how many years this tree has grown, at least it has grown for more than 10,000 years in his space.

He only has one black tree, but he is reluctant to cut it down and use it for Huya to make gunpowder.

But last time he cut down a branch to refine the fire pointed gun in his hand, and there are still some twigs and leaves left, which can be given to Huya for a try.

I still have some fire-attribute materials here, you can try them.

As Zhang He spoke, he took out a handful of twigs and leaves and handed them to Huya.

Huya saw that there were a few dark leaves and some twigs that were not mature, so he didn't care.

Naturally, he reached out to pick it up, but he didn't know how powerful this tree was. As soon as his hand touched the black leaves, he felt a scorching heat, which made him withdraw his hand quickly.

After being scalded, Huya regained his energy, and looked closely at the leaves and twigs, but didn't see any tricks.

This time he was prepared, wrapped his hands with power, and then safely took the branches and leaves over.

Do you have any orders, sir?

Zhang He shook his head.

No more! If you have something to do, go and do it first.

Hearing this, Huya left in a hurry holding these black leaves. Zhang He also left the research institute and went back to practice.

In a laboratory of the research institute, Huya is holding a black leaf and grilling it on top of a raging fire.

It's just that this leaf can't be burnt no matter what, but absorbs the flames, and it looks more and more alive.

Then he changed to a higher-level flame, but he still couldn't burn it, and then changed to...

Huya seems to be competing with this black leaf. One tendon is to roast it, make it into charcoal, and then mix it into gunpowder.

After more than two years of tossing like this, Huya finally succeeded in turning a black tree leaf into carbon powder.

At this moment, he carefully mixed several materials together to make a new gunpowder, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

He'll have to try it out to find out.

Find a small bottle and fill it with a bottle of freshly prepared gunpowder, find an open place, and stuff the small bottle into the crevice of the rock.

He often came to this place to test the power of gunpowder, and most of the rock cracks here have been blasted by him.

Put the small bottle in place, and then find a torch and ignite a tinker.

Fat Tiger covered his ears and took a few steps back. With his current Nascent Soul cultivation, it was just superfluous. With such a small amount of gunpowder, it would be fine even if he stuffed it directly into his buttocks and ignited it.

boom!

The ground shook for a while, and the sky was filled with rubble. Huya, who was standing next to him, was buried directly by the rubble splashed by the explosion.

After a long time, he moved a few times in a pile of rocks, and saw the bloody Huya struggling to crawl out of the rocks, with an ecstatic expression on his face, wondering if he was dumbfounded by the shock.