Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Xia County's helmsman made a start, and immediately many people expressed their disdain and dissatisfaction with Zhang He.

In fact, since he joined the Sun Moon Alliance, he has never offended anyone, and his actions are very low-key, and he doesn't show up when it is not necessary.

Sometimes being repelled and hostile does not necessarily mean that you have done something to hurt others, it may just be that you are a little better than others.

The so-called tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the pile is higher than the shore, the current must be turbulent, it is like this.

Out of jealousy, others want to see you in bad luck. If possible, it would be nice to add trouble to you by the way.

In addition to jealousy, there are about a dozen other sub-masters in this group, who have always regarded Zhang He as a rival in love.

In the battle of the Sun Moon Alliance, most of the sub-rudders are responsible for a small area, and there is not much communication with each other.

When enlisted to join the war at that time, Ningjing County only sent 41 people, presumably it will not achieve too many victories.

At this time, it is natural for everyone to take the opportunity to make a run, so that Zhang He can't get off the stage, which is also a very refreshing thing.

Only a few sub-rudders who cooperated with the Blackwater Army knew the truth, and they were happy to see the joke at this time, and they all stood aside and remained silent.

At this moment, the Black Water Army team had already come from the front.

The Blackwater Army is obviously different from other sub-rudders. They all wear uniform standard equipment and still line up in neat queues when marching.

In a pile of disorganized teams, it looks so conspicuous.

I'm talking about Zhang Daoyou. In fact, this kind of empty-headed team example is completely unnecessary, as long as you can fight.

Cultivators pay attention to conforming to the way of heaven without restraint, and there is no need to suppress their nature for the sake of looking good.

...

Seeing the way the Black Water Army appeared on the stage, several people shook their heads, thinking that the cultivators should not be restrained too much, and the superficial articles are meaningless.

But he was thinking in his heart, when he went back, he would train his team in the same way.

At this time, Elder Jiang, who presided over the celebration, shouted loudly: Ningjing County is at the helm, assisted in repelling the Nascent Soul's strong enemy twice, beheaded 10 Jindan, 80 Foundation Builders, and 200 Qi Cultivators. A total of contribution points have been obtained. Reward 3900 points.

As soon as Elder Jiang's voice fell, the entire square was in an uproar.

It is considered a very good result to be lucky enough to kill a Golden Core cultivator on the battlefield, like the one where Xia County killed two Golden Core cultivators just now, the score should be ranked in the top five.

The Black Water Army in Ningjing County was able to kill 10 Jindan, which was completely beyond their imagination.

They fought with the enemy's golden core, and in many cases, the enemy's golden core didn't pick off their heads and bring them back to receive merit, which was considered good.

In fact, the Sun Moon Alliance also lost a lot of people in this war, including the Golden Core cultivator, and even the sub-ruler died more than 20 people.

What kind of means does the Black Water Army have to behead 10 Golden Cores?

Isn't this the most shocking thing, can the Black Water Army help repel the Nascent Soul strongman?

The battles at the Nascent Soul level are also something that they, the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core, can intervene in? Even a small amount of power spilled out can take their lives.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang He with admiration. He was able to participate in the Nascent Soul-level battle without destroying the entire army, and even won the victory. This record alone can beat them by several blocks.

If they are only a little stronger, they will still be jealous, but if the difference between the two sides is too big, they can only look up.

Zhang He didn't care too much about everyone's opinions, but left in a hurry after the celebration.

The blood of the undead demon king that had been slowly absorbing the aura in the space had a new change just now.

Under the condition that Zhang He did not restrict his absorption of spiritual energy, after more than a year, this blood has grown to a large basin.

The Ningjing County branch got a piece of land in Mingcheng, with several buildings and a large courtyard, as a branch station.

The three large characters of Ningjingyuan were hung on the gate of the courtyard. Two heavily armed black water soldiers stood at the gate holding halberds, looking majestic and majestic.

Zhang He hurried back to Ningjingyuan,

He found a secret room and got in. The secret room was arranged with a formation to isolate the inside and outside.

After opening the isolation formation, he got into the space.

There is a large wooden basin with a diameter of three feet in the space, and the blood inside is tumbling, as if boiling.

Spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, a blood cocoon had formed in the middle of the wooden basin, and the blood in the basin was rushing into the blood cocoon.

The consciousness is connected to the avatar. In the world where the avatar lives, the original blood lake has become a vast ocean. At this moment, the waves are turbulent, and the waves of blood are rushing to the sky.

In this sea of ​​blood, there is a consciousness that is recovering, very domineering, and wants to swallow the clone.

At this time, the avatar is fighting against this consciousness, and it is obvious that the avatar is at a disadvantage now.

If it was the past, Zhang He would definitely bury this large basin of blood in the ground immediately, and no matter how great his skills were, he would become a waste without the support of his aura.

It's just that he saw that the cocoon was forming in the blood outside, and he really wanted to know what changes would happen in the future. It might be a good thing for the clone to need this blood to improve his cultivation.

Therefore, Zhang He's body stood beside the wooden basin like this, ready to bury it in the soil at any time.

In the blood lake, the blood wave was getting more and more intense, and the clone had reached the point where it was difficult to resist.

Wh... what... people? Hurry up... let... old... ancestor... swallow... swallow...you...

The consciousness sleeping in the sea of ​​blood is waking up more and more, and now they can stutter and send messages to the avatar.

Who are you? Why should you be devoured?

This...respect...don't...death...the demon...the king is...swallowed...by...you...for...for...

Sure enough, the undead demon king had kept such a trick long ago. If Zhang He hadn't been using it as a battery, he should have successfully awakened long ago.

If other people are faced with this situation, there is really nothing they can do, because he can automatically absorb spiritual energy, and there is no way to stop it.

It's a pity that he was unlucky and fell into Zhang He's hands. He was used as a battery for decades before, and then he was used by the clone to practice spiritual consciousness by burning essence and blood. He has never reached the threshold of consciousness recovery.

This time he finally woke up from a deep sleep, his consciousness was still hazy, but he found that there was another existence in his sea of ​​blood.

The dignity of his undead demon king cannot be violated, and now he is about to devour him and become the nutrient for his recovery.

With conscious control, the power of the blood wave became stronger. Wave after wave rushed towards Zhang He's clone, and he was about to be submerged in the sea of ​​blood in the next moment.

come out!

As soon as Zhang He's thoughts moved, the avatar was about to get out of the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, several blood pillars rose from the sea of ​​blood, forming a cage, trying to trap the avatar here.

He is an imposing and immortal demon king, how can he let people come and leave as soon as they say.

The avatar is now just a foundation-building primordial spirit, and there are not many attack methods. A divine sense attack rushes out, like a mud cow entering the sea.

The consciousness attack was ineffective, and the most important thing was that he didn't know where this consciousness was hidden.

Burn!

Zhang He suddenly urged the Shadow Demon Clan to practice secret arts with all his strength, and burn blood essence to cultivate the primordial spirit.

He had refined most of the blood in the sea of ​​blood, but when the undead demon king regained his consciousness, he gradually lost control.

But there is still a connection between some of the blood and him, and he has been trying his best to get in touch before, trying to regain control.

Now that he has completely given up on regaining control, when he destroyed this cultivation technique, the blood in the sea of ​​blood dried up quickly.

you dare……

There was a roar in the sea of ​​blood, because a large amount of blood was destroyed and burned by the kung fu, a gap appeared in the cage surrounding the avatar, and the avatar took the opportunity to flash out.

The avatar floated beside Zhang He from a basin of blood.

Zhuji Yuanshen couldn't exist independently for too long, so Zhang He immediately took out the ball refined from the Yunshen tree and let the avatar get in.

Now that the avatar has built a foundation, the sphere is already a bit small, and it took some effort for the avatar to squeeze into the sphere.

In this state of the avatar, it is no longer possible to control the puppet. Next time, a bigger home must be prepared for the avatar.

The last time he bought a Yunshen tree in the sky palace, it had been cultivated in the space for hundreds of years, and now it can be used.

When the avatar flew out of the blood, the basin of blood tumbling violently, but finally returned to calm.

Then I saw the blood in the basin continue to flow into the blood cocoon, as if the consciousness that had just awakened hadn't noticed his situation yet.

In fact, with the characteristics of the undead demon king, he really doesn't have to worry about this problem. Even the powerhouse of the Great Zhou Dynasty couldn't completely kill him, so why should he be afraid?

Zhang He was still guarding the wooden basin, watching the blood in the basin slowly form a foot-sized blood cocoon.

At this moment, the strength of the breath emitted by the blood cocoon is about the same as that in the early stage of foundation establishment, and it has not risen any further.

Spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, the previous sea of ​​blood disappeared, and the inside became chaotic.

Now the blood cocoon looks more like an egg, and a new life is being bred inside.

Zhang He is a little hesitant now. He has two choices in front of him. One is to bury the blood cocoon in the soil and continue to use it as a battery.

He now has three acres of land in his space, which supplies spiritual plants to grow daily, and consumes a lot of spiritual stones.

Such a big blood cocoon can accumulate countless times more spirit energy than the previous drop of blood essence, which can save him a lot of spirit stones.

Another option is to let this blood cocoon continue to breed, and when it becomes a formal life body, let the clone take it away.

There would be a little risk in doing so, if the life bred by the blood cocoon was too powerful for him to deal with, things would be a little troublesome.

After all, the undead demon king's body is an existence equivalent to the power of transforming gods.

But the benefits of doing this are also obvious, once the body is successfully seized, he will completely get this body.

Thinking of the strange attributes of the undead demon king, and the fact that he just tossed and tossed that drop of blood essence before, the body bred must be very extraordinary.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang He still chose the latter. He will wait until this blood cocoon is successfully conceived before letting the clone take away.

In the previous state of essence and blood, it has been impossible to find the hidden place of consciousness in it, so that it is impossible to completely seize it.

Now that this consciousness has appeared, it will be much easier to give up on him after he successfully conceived a new life.

To be on the safe side, Zhang He dug a big hole next to the tub, and brought the little skull over, asking him to guard the blood cocoon at all times.

Xiaokulou has been active on the battlefield for the past two years, absorbing a lot of black mist, and his strength has improved greatly, and he has now been promoted to the late stage of Jindan.

Especially the weird blue flame of the little skull, Zhang He didn't know what it was, maybe it could restrain the undead demon king.

One is unable to die, and the other uses vitality as fuel to turn everything into dust.

The two sides have not formally compared, and I really don't know who will win.

The little skull moved a bench, sat upright beside the wooden basin, stared at the blood cocoon steadily, without blinking, blue flames danced in the hollow eye sockets.

Zhang He patted Xiao Kulou on the shoulder and left here temporarily, but walked to the side of the Yunshen tree.

This Yunshen tree was still a seedling when I bought it, and it was planted in the space for two full years, and I didn't forget to water it every day. Now it is seven or eight hundred years old.

This time he did not cut down the whole tree, but a branch as thick as an arm from it.

Take this Yunshen wood branch and go out of the space. There is a special refining room in Ningjing Garden.

It is the ground fire refining room specially built by the previous owner of this yard.

Two days later, when Zhang He appeared in the space with a three-inch cube of wood in his hand, the little skull still kept its original posture and sat upright in front of the tub.

Zhang He's consciousness penetrated into the blood cocoon again, and the chaotic state inside had begun to condense.

At this time, the avatar squeezed out a head from the ball, and then it got stuck. Zhang He used his spiritual sense to help him pull it out a few times.

Finally coming out of the narrow ball, it was really uncomfortable to be rolled into a ball inside.

The avatar floated in the air and stretched a few times, did some stretching exercises, chest expansion exercises, kicking exercises...

Zhang He pulled the avatar with his spiritual sense and stuffed it into the cube in his hand.

This cube still looks small, but after the avatar entered it, it was almost like a small room, and it was quite comfortable to stay there.

Another month passed, and the blood cocoon in the tub was still lying there quietly.

However, when Zhang He's spiritual sense penetrated into it, he found that something had changed inside, and an embryo had begun to take shape.

More importantly, Zhang He found the location of the sea of ​​consciousness from the embryo's barely distinguishable head.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, a gorgeous red bird saw Zhang He appearing, and showed his teeth and claws to demonstrate to Zhang He.

It turned out that the demon king was still a bird monster.

Now that the sea of ​​consciousness and the primordial spirit have appeared, the seizure of this body can finally be carried out.

Zhang He didn't exit the sea of ​​consciousness, and his avatar immediately appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately flew towards the gorgeous bird on the opposite side.

This little bird was quite fierce, using its claws and sharp beak together, but tore off several pieces from the clone and swallowed them. If Zhang He's own spiritual consciousness hadn't been on the sidelines, the clone really wouldn't have been able to take advantage of it.

The ontology used the consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage to completely restrain the little bird.

Presumptuous, do you think that if you occupy my body, you will be safe? Let me go!

The little bird stared at Zhang He, and said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

This is just a clone of the old man. If you dare to desecrate the clone of the old man, when the other clones of the old man arrive, you will die without a place to bury you.

Zhang He didn't pay attention to the other party, he had already offended him anyway, so he definitely wouldn't be intimidated by a few words.