Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

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In this battle, after Zhang He attacked and beheaded a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and Weng Shan took the opportunity to behead another person, the situation of the battle was quickly reversed.

Baron Zhiyuan dragged down two Foundation Establishment monks by himself, while Zhang He sneaked up and cooperated with Weng Shan to kill one of them again.

After only a short while, three of the five Foundation Builders had left, and the remaining two saw that the situation was not good, and they still dared to fight there, so they turned around and fled.

Except for a few foolish ones who were still fighting desperately, the rest of the remaining qi cultivators also ran away in a swarm.

This time, the battle ended in less than a quarter of an hour.

But in this short period of time, their army of more than 3,000 people has only about 1,000 people left.

Of the reduced population, only one or two hundred people were beheaded, and the rest fled just after the battle started.

Now there are only 1,000 people under Baron Zhiyuan's men left, and the civilian husbands recruited by their family have also escaped.

And the Blackwater Army, and the civilian husband of the Blackwater Army did not escape.

The civilian men brought by the Blackwater Army to do odd jobs this time are all militiamen who have undergone long-term training, and their organization and discipline are much stronger than those of the miscellaneous troops.

In addition to the collapse of the soldiers, several Qi training monks brought by Weng Shan also died.

In addition, Baron Zhiyuan's strength does not seem to be very strong among monks of the same level. He could barely hold on when he was besieged by two foundation-builder monks, and he was seriously injured in a short period of time.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, quickly clean the battlefield and leave."

Aung San shouted loudly, and he had already walked towards the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had been beheaded by him.

The so-called cleaning the battlefield is mainly to clean up the spoils.

Generally, immortal cultivators will carry at least a few treasures with them.

Some people even carry important items with them out of distrust of others. Anyway, as long as they are alive, the treasures will not fall into the hands of others. If they die accidentally, it doesn't matter.

Zhang He also walked towards the red-faced monk's body at this time.

Stretching out his hand into the arms of the corpse, it was empty and contained nothing.

Zhang He was not disappointed, instead, his face showed surprise. It is impossible for a cultivator to go out without bringing anything, at least he must bring some spiritual stone pills.

His spiritual consciousness scanned the body of the corpse, and soon he raised the right hand of the corpse.

In the sleeve of the corpse's right hand, there was a black cloth bag the size of a palm, which was secretly sewn inside the sleeve.

Zhang He tore off the black cloth bag, and it turned out to be a storage bag.

Generally, there are restrictions on the storage bag left by the owner with his spiritual sense, which is equivalent to a combination lock, and outsiders cannot open it even if they get the storage bag.

Forcibly breaking it can easily destroy the structure of the storage bag, the space will collapse, and nothing will be obtained in the end.

Now that the red-faced monk is dead, his consciousness has dissipated, and the restriction left on the storage bag has long been loosened. Zhang He's consciousness easily broke through the remaining restriction.

Divine consciousness entered the storage bag, and found that there was a space only three feet in size, not as big as he imagined.

There is a wooden box in the three-foot space, which contains silver ingots, broken silver, gold leaves, gold beans, gold jewelry and so on, some of which are still stained with blood, the money must not be clean.

As a strong foundation builder, it is too easy to rob ordinary people.

In addition to these gold and silver, there is also a bottle of elixir, more than 20 spirit stones, and only a few changes of clothes, nothing else.

"Young Master Zhang is lucky, he got a storage bag!"

Baron Zhiyuan failed to kill the enemy. At this time, others were collecting the spoils, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Aung San's cultivation base was higher than him, so he didn't dare to go over to look at it. On Zhang He's side, he didn't have too many scruples.

But thinking of killing a foundation cultivator with his own hands just now,

There is still a trace of fear in my heart.

"I don't know what method Mr. Zhang used to kill a strong foundation builder?"

"It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning."

Zhang He didn't mean to explain, and had already stuffed the storage bag into his arms.

"The baron is too seriously injured, let's go to heal quickly!"

Zhang He saw the greedy look in Baron Zhiyuan's eyes, but he doesn't need to be too afraid now.

The first time he saw the city lord make a move, he was only in the early stage of Qi training, and he was so scared that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

This time, seeing Baron Zhiyuan make a move with the eyes of a monk who established the foundation, he felt nothing more than that, maybe a little worse than Zhang He.

If the other party wants to snatch the storage bag somehow, he doesn't mind helping the Guliang family to change the head of the family.

"My lord, this is the flying sword I picked up!"

He Xiaoyu held the flying sword of the red-faced monk and sent it to Zhang He.

Now she has changed back to women's clothes, wearing a set of women's strong clothes, and her long hair is simply tied into a ponytail, looking energetic and capable.

"High-grade magic weapon!"

Baron Zhiyuan was really envious, and at the same time secretly scolded Zhang He for his shit luck.

In the same battle, he was attacked by two foundation-builder cultivators. He didn't get any benefits, and was seriously injured. At that time, he would have to spend another healing elixir. The current elixir is not cheap, at least ten yuan Lingshi.

Zhang He, a junior in Qi training, got a storage bag and a high-grade flying sword comfortably instead.

Thinking about it, I feel that the way of heaven is unfair, forget it, let's go back and heal the injury first.

Looking at the back of Baron Zhiyuan leaving, Zhang He felt that the baron's strength was average, but the city was quite deep.

Everyone packed up some valuable items, cremated all the corpses with fireball, and then continued on their way.

It's just that the Feiyu Army of Gu Liang's family suffered a lot, and all their civilian husbands have fled. Now they can only act as civilian husbands to carry goods.

Only the Black Water Army still maintains the original organization, and there is an extra fat man in the Black Water Army, who is Wang Cai who hid in the army before.

He really didn't escape this time because he couldn't run, and now thinking about it, he is still proud of his choice at that time.

At least he didn't escape, and he participated in a winning battle. Even if he wasn't rewarded, he wouldn't be punished.

Aung San beheaded two Foundation Establishment cultivators this time, and the harvest was good, and he was in a good mood. At this time, he was riding a horse, drinking a little wine, and sometimes humming some obscene lyrics.

"Little friend, would you like some?"

Weng San delivered a wine gourd in front of Zhang He, and Zhang He thought of Weng San's big yellow teeth and quickly waved his hand.

"Thank you senior for your kindness, but this junior has not yet learned how to drink alcohol."

"That's a pity. If you don't know how to drink, you will lose a lot of fun in life. This wine is the famous Peach Blossom Village wine."

Aung San took another gulp of fine wine as he spoke, with a wretched and evil smile on his old face.

"It is said that this Peach Blossom Village wine is brewed by Peach Blossom Fairy herself, the quantity is limited and the price is extremely expensive.

This peach blossom fairy is so beautiful that she has been named one of the top ten beauties in Lu country.

Think about it, the wine making environment is relatively hot, and the Peach Blossom Fairy was sweating profusely when brewing wine, sweating through her clothes, and the sweat dripped into the wine with her body fragrance, which created the unique flavor of this wine.

Taste it carefully, and there is also a scent of a daughter's home in it. "

Aung San took a deep breath, with an intoxicated yearning expression on his face.

Zhang He didn't expect that Weng Shan was so old that it was lucky.

He didn't know which dealer made up these stories. If he didn't know, even he would have yearned for it.

However, brewing wine is hard work, and all the employees of his winery in Heishui Town are sweating profusely.

Those in charge of brewing high-quality wine on Qifeng Mountain are all older farmers.

During the whole brewing process, there are no beauties. Only when the wine is wholesaled in the market, Peach Blossom Fairy will find a few beautiful maids to support the scene.