Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

In the next period of time, Zhang He used the ground escape technique to attack twice in succession. In addition to the first attack, he successfully beheaded three opponents in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Every time Zhang He sneaked into the reconnaissance in advance, found the target, and then took Ye Xing with him, the two cooperated with each other and killed them with one blow as soon as they appeared.

Although Ye Xing didn't have the chance to see Zhang He's bottom-pressing methods, he still admired Zhang He at this moment.

This ground escaping technique alone is an excellent way to save life. If any big force offends such a person, it sneaks up from the ground every day to carry out sneak attacks, and kills one every now and then, who can bear it.

The ancestor died unjustly!

If the ancestor hadn't died back then, his descendants and grandchildren might all have become the targets of Zhang He's revenge.

In the last two sneak attacks, the ancestor of the Zhao family also made a move himself, but still failed to leave Zhang He.

Of course, in the gap between going to sneak attack on the mine camp, Zhang He also secretly made some arrangements without telling Ye Xing.

What he can do to the Golden Core cultivator now is still gunpowder.

It's just that there are too many flaws in the use of this thing, and it is not an easy task to lead the enemy to the destination first.

Moreover, the production and storage of gunpowder raw materials are not easy, and he used up all the gunpowder last time.

During this period of time, the factory in Heishui Town was producing at full capacity, and Zhang He only had more than 10,000 catties of gunpowder in his hands.

The choice of ambush location was the same as last time, choosing a cave, so that the explosive power is more concentrated and it is not easy for the enemy to escape.

Anyway, here is only a back-up for the time being, so it is safe to be prepared. If it is not needed, the explosives can be removed again.

On this day, Zhang He and Ye Xing sneaked into the mine camp again, but as soon as the two of them got out of the ground, before they could make a move, the ancestor of the Zhao family had already fallen from the sky.

As soon as the ancestor of the Zhao family showed up, he sacrificed a verdant tree-shaped magic weapon.

The branches and leaves of this magic weapon instantly spread out in the air, and countless roots stretched out, burrowing into the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang He still dared to bear it, and quickly led Ye Xing to drill underground.

"boom!"

This was the sound of two people hitting the ground brainlessly. Zhang He and Ye Xing raised their heads, their foreheads were already bleeding, and their skulls were cracked. Fortunately, the immortal cultivators had special physiques and neither of them were killed.

"Hahahaha... Let's see where you are going to escape? This is a magic weapon specially prepared for you by the old man. You should feel honored."

Zhang He stuffed a healing elixir into his mouth, feeling that the craftsman who made this magic weapon was too wicked.

"Ye Daoyou, you may have to risk your life next time, if you have the chance, run away by yourself!"

Zhang He smiled wryly, now that he couldn't escape the ground, the chances of the two of them escaping separately were even greater. The magic weapon of Xuanyuan Mountain had already been sacrificed, floating above his head and turning slowly.

There are three Foundation Establishment monks and the ancestor of the Zhao family on the opposite side.

"The three of you go deal with the Ye family boy, and leave the rest to the old man."

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately surrounded Ye Xing. Ye Xing was already looking for a way to escape after learning that there was no way to escape.

At this time, seeing the three people surrounding them, he immediately sacrificed a flying sword and flew into the distance, and the three Zhuji immediately chased after him.

The three of them also want to leave this battlefield as soon as possible, once the Jindan strongman makes a move, even the aftermath of mana can hurt them.

Although Zhang He is not a Golden Core cultivator, the place where he killed the ancestor of the Ye family was turned upside down.

Mana aftermath only gets more sinister.

The patriarch of the Zhao family was not in a hurry at the moment, but looked at Zhang He with interest.

The tree-shaped magic weapon he sacrificed, the branches and leaves have been fully stretched at this moment, and the roots of the tree are no longer spreading.

"Boy, if you give up resisting and let me perform the soul search technique on you, the old man will spare your life, how about it?"

The soul search technique is his old Zhao family's unique skill, and he can use his spiritual sense to search all the memories in the other party's primordial spirit.

Zhang He had heard of such a secret technique before, but there were very few families in Lu State who could use this technique.

Once the primordial spirit is violently searched by someone with spiritual consciousness, even if it does not die, it will become dementia.

"Okay! I promise you, senior must keep his word!"

Zhang He knew the dominance of the soul search technique, but at this moment he still agreed with a very fearful look.

"Okay! Those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as your spiritual sense does not resist, this old man will definitely let you live."

The patriarch of the Zhao family was a little dubious, but it didn't matter, as long as he let his consciousness invade into the sea of ​​consciousness, it would be useless for Zhang He to regret it at that time.

Even if it's a disguise, the result still depends on strength after all. Under his Jindan period's spiritual consciousness, what can a mere little foundation-building cultivator do.

The patriarch of the Zhao family really wanted to know what method Zhang He could use to kill the strong Golden Core. You must know that as a Golden Core monk, he didn't have much room to kill a monk of the same rank.

"The junior must obey orders, and the senior please don't slip up and let the junior live."

The patriarch of the Zhao family put on a benevolent look, and cursed in his heart, I let you act, so what if you are pretending?

He took a few steps forward, and his spiritual consciousness gushed out like a tide, rushing towards Zhang He.

The best way to search for the soul is naturally to press the hand on the head, but it is definitely not possible now.

Just when the ancestors of the Zhao family had all their spiritual consciousness pouring out, an invisible and invisible God-slaying knife appeared in front of Zhang He.

Without a sound, the Zhanshen Knife suddenly and strangely appeared an inch in front of the ancestor of the Zhao family, stabbing at his heart.

The patriarch of the Zhao family was frightened by the sudden sneak attack and hurriedly retreated, but he was still cut across his chest by the Zhanshen Saber, leaving a wound with deep bone visible.

It was just a flesh injury, and the ancestor of the Zhao family didn't take it seriously.

What really frightened him was that a large amount of divine consciousness that he released at the beginning was also cut off with a single knife.

Losing so much spiritual consciousness at once, the face of the ancestor of the Zhao family has turned pale, and the damage to the spiritual consciousness is difficult to recover.

Moreover, if he loses these spiritual senses, his battle strength will be greatly reduced.

"Pity!"

Zhang He sighed, such an excellent sneak attack opportunity, he failed to kill the opponent with a single blow.

There is only one opportunity for this kind of sneak attack, and if you use it next time, it will be difficult for the opponent to take precautions.

At this time, taking advantage of the stunned effort of the ancestor of the Zhao family's spiritual consciousness, Zhang He had already used the flying sword to quickly flee to the distance.

The patriarch of the Zhao family recovered from the discomfort of losing his spiritual consciousness in just an instant, seeing that Zhang He had escaped more than ten feet away.

"Zhuzi! Suffer!"

The flying sword, which was shining brightly all over the sky, had already caught up with Zhang He like a shooting star, stabbing from behind.

Just as he was running away, Zhang He threw Xuanyuan Mountain backwards, turning into a hill about Zhang He behind him, covering Zhang He's entire back.

"boom!"

The flying sword of the ancestor of the Zhao family had already struck Xuanyuan Mountain, creating a groove several inches deep on Xuanyuan Mountain.

Although the magic weapon didn't take much advantage, due to the difference in magic power between the two sides, Xuan Yuanshan still flew forward under this blow, and then hit Zhang He's back.