Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He followed the bird man, and when he passed a small bush, he jumped onto a tree leaf.

The birdman didn't pay too much attention to the arrival or departure of a louse, and moved on.

Seeing the birdman leaving, Zhang He looked around for a while, but found no other birdman, and heaved a sigh of relief.

After jumping a few times, leave this route and jump to a higher tree.

For the next period of time, Zhang He has been carefully exploring the surrounding area.

This world is obviously much more advanced than the original breeding planet, full of aura, and many elixir herbs grow randomly by the roadside, and no one picks them.

The birdman with wings can be seen everywhere here, and his strength is very strong, so he, a little louse who has built a foundation, dare not approach easily.

A month later, Zhang He found an opportunity, got into a car, and left the city with the car.

The first thing he did after leaving the city was to let the ant clone who stayed in the warehouse evacuate all the warehouses and put them into his space.

Not long afterward, the Yiren discovered that the warehouse had been stolen, and they scraped the city three feet, but found no trace.

This matter finally became a thousand-year unsolved mystery of the Winged Human Race, and various legends and versions spread.

In the space, Zhang He sorted out all kinds of treasures brought from the Wing Terran warehouse.

As long as there is still vitality that can be planted, he will replant it in the space.

After these unknown high-level elixirs were planted, their aura consumption was countless times that of other elixirs, and Zhang He had to sprinkle spirit stones into the space from time to time.

Apart from these panaceas, there are many treasures that cannot be planted.

For example, those pure primordial spirits that have been refined.

At this moment, Zhang He is holding his refined avatar Yuanshen in his hand.

The impurities in this group of primordial spirits have been refined, and now there is only a group of pure energy, which can be absorbed by anyone for their own use.

Opening and closing his mouth wide, he swallowed the ball of primordial spirit.

After the primordial spirit enters the belly,

The Nascent Soul in his body grows rapidly, and the Nascent Soul also grows accordingly.

The aura of heaven and earth surged wildly in the space, all rushing towards Zhang He's body.

Is this about to transform into a god?

After Zhang He realized this, he immediately restrained his mind, and his whole body's mana quickly circulated according to the Transforming God Technique.

After several more months like this, Zhang He's cultivation has successfully broken through to the realm of transforming gods.

Using this kind of Yuanshen breakthrough is much easier than Huashen Pill, and it seems that there is no risk.

After recuperating for a period of time, when the realm was a little more stable, he picked up another sea clan primordial spirit and swallowed it.

This time, his cultivation base skyrocketed again, unexpectedly, he rushed directly from the early stage of transformation to the middle stage of transformation.

Based on the information he has learned, all the monks on this planet have ascended in the early stages of the transformation, and he should be regarded as the strongest in the world in the middle stage of the transformation.

It is equivalent to the strongest end in the pigsty.

When Zhang He walked out of the space, he realized that he was careless, and almost flew directly to the fairyland.

With his mid-stage cultivation, he is the kind of fat pig that can be slaughtered on this planet, which is not allowed in this world.

He was so scared that he quickly retracted into the space, restrained his breath again, and walked out of the space again without a trace of leakage.

In fact, he now has so many clones to do things, he can completely let the clones walk outside, and his own body is hiding in the space, and there is no need to come out by himself.

However, Zhang He is also a man with a wife.

I don't know what method Mei Yingxue has, she can always distinguish Zhang He's real body and clone.

Although the couple struggled for hundreds of years, they failed to produce a male and a half female, but Mei Yingxue never gave up hope. Every once in a while, she always had to pull out Zhang He's old car and drive it for ten days and a half months. of.

Zhang He has so many avatars, in fact, he thinks that avatars can be used to replace his true self. Anyway, he is himself. If he greens himself, can it be considered green?

It's just that Mei Yingxue firmly disagrees, Zhang He can only go to battle in person, and accompany Mei Yingxue to make a villain.

Zhang He has been tossing and tossing for more than three months in a row, and he is a little tired with his cultivation of god transformation. Looking at Mei Yingxue with a ruddy complexion in his arms, he entered the sage mode and fell into deep thought.

The planet they are on now is just a breeding ground for those birdmen. Once all immortal cultivators enter the realm of transforming gods, they will be reduced to food.

That kind of death has no dignity and is too miserable. Zhang He has personally experienced it once, and he really doesn't want his wife, parents, sister, and those loyal subordinates to experience this kind of pain again.

Zhang Heyi felt uncomfortable when he thought of the scene of the birdman slaughterhouse on the moon.

Mei Yingxue didn't know what Zhang He was thinking, she lay on Zhang He's body, pressed her body tightly, and lightly brushed Zhang He's cheek with her fingers.

How about fighting another 300 rounds with my old lady?

Zhang He shrank his head in fright. In his previous life, he had heard people say that thirty-year-olds were like wolves, and that was because none of them had ever married a wife who was over a thousand years old.

Look at how cowardly you are, I'll let you go today.

Mei Yingxue hooked his closed chin with her fingers, and bit down two rows of tooth marks on his body, and she was satisfied with getting out of bed and getting dressed.

Zhang He also hurriedly got up and dressed, his body was already covered with rows of tooth marks.

Mei Yingxue sat in front of a makeup mirror, carefully wiping the corners of her mouth and face.

Zhang He put on his clothes, and gently hugged Mei Yingxue from behind.

How old are we this year?

Immortal cultivators have lived for too long, and there is no detailed chronology on this planet. Sometimes it is inevitable that they will forget their specific age.

You are three years younger than me, so you should be 1256 years old now.

What's the matter, I hate my old lady for getting old? Do you want to fight another three hundred rounds?

Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old, how can you dislike you for being old? Besides, the lady is not old at all!

If you want to take a few concubines, that's fine too! I'll help you find candidates tomorrow, and you can still...

Zhang Heben had already entered the sage mode, and his face was reddened by Mei Yingxue's words. He quickly took a deep breath to calm his mind. He was thinking about serious things, thinking about some unscrupulous things.

How do birdmen reproduce? Whether to lay eggs or give birth to children...

Shaking his head, what he was thinking just now was how to get his relatives out of this farm.

Now he can leave this planet through the coordinates of the louse avatar, and go to the winged human star.

It's just that the planet is dominated by winged beings, and there are very few other creatures. Even if they go there, it's not safe, and they may still be caught and eaten in the end.

Now his lice clone and ant clone are both active on the Wingman planet, hoping to find a way to leave the Wingman planet.

As for the Jingshan Kingdom, with so many subordinates, if they cannot be promoted and die of old age, that would be considered a good death, but if they successfully broke through to Transformation God, he really couldn't bear to watch them be eaten.

Here he has to make more preparations, to find a way out for his subordinates and himself.

On the same day, Zhang He assigned a mission to the research institute, asking them to do their best to study flight and aerospace technology.

With the flying ability of the cultivator of Huashen, he still can't escape the gravity of the planet. He can only fly away from the planet with the help of an aircraft.

Only with the ability to fly away from the planet on their own can they be qualified to consider the matter of smuggling.

The research institute has accumulated a lot of aircraft manufacturing experience in the past hundreds of years, but it is only limited to Zhang He's orders and is not allowed to develop to higher altitudes.

In the past, Zhang He didn't know that there was any terrifying existence on the moon, and he didn't dare to provoke it easily. Now he has a general idea that the moon must not go there, but he can still try to escape from this planet by smuggling from other directions.

Gu Wei

Huya was very excited after receiving this task. He can finally show his strengths in his favorite field again.

A year later, the research institute transformed a flying warship so that it could continuously soar upwards.

This flying warship successfully flew to an altitude of three thousand feet.

It's just that there are strong winds at an altitude of three thousand feet. These winds are like knives and swords, constantly slashing and piercing the flying battleship, quickly destroying the defensive shield on the battleship, and finally the entire battleship disintegrated and crashed.

This time the experiment made great progress, but it still failed.

Another two years later, the flying warship of Jingshan Kingdom successfully flew to four thousand feet, but was finally destroyed by the strong wind and had to crash.

Thirty years later, the research institute made a new aircraft.

The current aircraft has undergone countless changes, and it is completely different from the previous flying warship.

First of all, the body size has shrunk a lot. The diameter of the current aircraft is only about one foot, and it is round, like an egg.

Such a body shape needs to withstand a much smaller attack range in the strong wind.

Today is the day for the test flight of this flying egg, and a clone of Zhang He also personally participated in the test.

The flying egg is small in size, and there are only three people in it for the time being, who are responsible for controlling the flying of the flying egg.

Zhang He's avatar occupies one position, Huya occupies one position, and a researcher named Yan Bo occupies the other position.

After the flying egg is activated, it cuts through the air, rushes to the sky with a swish, and continues to accelerate in the air, getting faster and faster.

When flying to an altitude of one thousand feet, a strong wind began to appear in the air. It was relatively weak at first, but then it became more and more violent as it went up, and the impact made the outer wall of the flying egg rattle.

Due to the small size of the flying egg, it was constantly rolled and fluttered in the air by the strong wind.

Yan Bo pays attention to controlling the direction, and the son will add some spirit stones to the warehouse to increase the upward thrust.

Huya commanded loudly, and Zhang He hurriedly poured a third-order spirit stone into an entrance under his feet.

One third-order spirit stone is equal to 100 second-order spirit stones, and 10,000 first-order spirit stones. Zhang He poured in hundreds of them at once.

The flying egg was replenished with spirit stones, and rushed to the sky at a faster speed.

We have now reached an altitude of 5,000 feet.

While controlling the flying eggs, Yan Bo kept counting.

6000 zhang!

7000 zhang!

...

As the altitude increases, the sensed planet's gravitational force becomes smaller and smaller, the flying speed becomes faster and faster, and at the same time, the wind becomes smaller.

It's just that the spiritual energy in the sky is getting thinner and thinner.

The power source of this flying egg, on the one hand, relies on the spirit stone, and on the other hand, it absorbs the spirit energy between heaven and earth.

Now that the spiritual energy in the air is thin, it can only consume spiritual stones.

Zhang He poured some spirit stones into the entrance under his feet.

If it is a long-distance flight, how many spirit stones will it take to reach another planet!

We have already flown to an altitude of 10,000 feet.

Yan Bo was a little emotional. He had done decades of experiments and had never flown to an altitude of 10,000 feet.

Huya was also a little uncontrollably excited, Zhang He was Gujing Wubo, he had been to the moon, and he had been to Yirenxing.

The flying egg continued to go upwards, and soon reached an altitude of 50,000 feet.

At this time, Fei Dan seemed to have encountered a layer of great resistance, Fei Dan seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every step forward seemed very difficult.

It's strange, we seem to be trapped in a layer of formations, but at such a high place, who would set up formations here?

Huya stared at the flashing runes outside and fell into deep thought. He really couldn't figure out who would be so idle that he ran up here to set up formations.

Yan Bo was also very puzzled by this, and couldn't understand why there was a formation here.

Only Zhang He knew that it must have been done by those bird people, only those flat-haired beasts were doing nothing all day long.

The breeding planet is so big, and it is even bigger in its outer periphery of more than ten thousand feet. The birdmen on the moon simply cannot hold such a wide range.

Therefore, we can only arrange arrays on the periphery to prevent escape. When necessary, open a space crack near the moon and lead people directly to the door.

Yan Bo, record all the runes you observed, and study them in detail when you go back.

Huya gave Yan Bo an order, and then manipulated the flying egg to turn, ready to look in other directions, maybe there is no such formation in other places.

Fei Dan retreated a certain distance, and then turned to search in other directions.

It's just that when they searched for a long distance along the same height, they still didn't get out of the range covered by the formation.

Young master, do you think this big formation will block the entire planet?

At this time, Huya's head had already begun to ooze sweat.

He suddenly realized that this kind of formation should be arranged artificially. What kind of strong man should be able to lay such a big hand?

Huya felt a little desperate at this moment.

Only Zhang He knew the truth, but it was not time to tell them.

Let's not go looking around in other places, just study how to break the formation, no matter how powerful the formation is, there is a way to break it.

Zhang He didn't want to waste time, so he proposed directly.

Yes! Young Master is right!

Huya regained his spirits and began to fly the flying egg along the edge of the formation. Yan Bo was responsible for recording the formation runes on it.

At this moment, Zhang He saw a light spot flying from a distant place at an extremely fast speed.

He is already a little familiar with this kind of light spot, this is the Winged Human Race.

Run back! The sooner the better!

Hearing Zhang He's loud order, although the two didn't know what was going on, they quickly turned the flying egg back and fell to the ground quickly.

It's just that the speed of the light spot is extremely fast, and in just one breath of effort, the huge wings spread out behind it can be seen clearly.

Zhang He shot suddenly, and slapped Huya and Yan Bo's heads with both hands.

Young master?

Yan Bo was surprised and puzzled, and wanted to ask something, but at this time he was restrained by Zhang He, and soon lost consciousness.

Zhang He threw the two unconscious men into the space.

He threw a few black balls into the flying egg, and the figure disappeared and returned to the space.

Just as Zhang He left, a monk from the Wing Clan had arrived, and he stretched out his hand to catch the flying egg.

boom……

It's a pity that he was a little late, and the flying egg exploded.

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