Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The trade fair in Daliang City lasted for more than a month. During this time, Zhang He shuttled between various shops in Daliang City to search.

In order to conceal his identity, he once again used the Peach Blossom Fairy mask that Mei Yingxue gave him.

As the Peach Blossom Fairy, she buys various spiritual objects, takes them back and uses spiritual spring water to enhance them, and then sells them.

In the recent period, he has discovered that several people are secretly following him.

However, his consciousness has now reached the level of Nascent Soul, so he is really not afraid of these followings.

Immortal cultivators who want to track others often have to use spiritual consciousness to replace the functions of eyes and ears.

Therefore, as long as someone's spiritual consciousness is weaker than Zhang He's, it will be difficult to track him. Often, they have not discovered Zhang He's traces, but Zhang He has already discovered him and approached them. A spiritual consciousness impact, silently No interest, killing invisible.

Two months later, Zhang He finally left Daliang City. During these two months, he used his identity as the Peach Blossom Fairy to frequently buy and sell, earning a large amount of spiritual stones.

As a result, Daliang City became a little overrun with high-level spiritual beings, so he stopped in time.

Part of the obtained spiritual stones was used for space absorption, finally increasing the area of ​​the space to two acres.

He calculated that adding one acre of space to the space would absorb about 1 million spiritual stones, which was a high enough price.

Fortunately, wool comes from sheep, and these spiritual stones are all obtained by improving the quality of spiritual minerals in space, so it doesn't hurt to spend them.

In addition, he still has 1 million spiritual stones in reserve in his space. In a short period of time, he no longer has to worry about spiritual stones.

His destination this time was Taikang Lake in Liang State. This large lake was one of the largest in the surrounding countries.

Taikang Lake produces a kind of Gui water essence, which is a very good water-attribute spiritual material. It is said that occasionally one or two drops of Rengui water can be collected.

Although Rengui Water only has one more word, the water-attribute spiritual power contained in it is ten times higher.

What Zhang He didn't know was that not long after he left Daliang City, a monk rode a colorful tiger and followed him in his direction.

This person is Aowu who met him once during the auction.

A black beetle the size of a thumb flew in front of Aowu, guiding him in the direction.

After dozens of miles out of the city, the number of pedestrians coming and going has become scarce.

"Ouch!"

The colorful tiger under the seat let out a long roar and suddenly accelerated forward. There was no clue that it was just a puppet tiger.

When the puppet tiger chased Ao Wu to a stream, he saw Zhang He standing there quietly waiting for him.

"No wonder I always feel like there is a pair of eyes staring at me. It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Ao. What do you have to say?"

These days, Zhang He always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him in a hidden corner, but even with all his consciousness, he could not find any trace of the other person.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I am very interested in the East Pole Green Dragon tree you bought. I hope you can transfer it to me. I will be very grateful."

Aowu sat on the back of the colorful tiger, still looking very lazy.

The East Pole Green Dragon Tree was very important to him, and like Zhang He, he was determined to get it.

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Aowu waved one hand, and a five-inch-tall humanoid puppet flew out of his hand. After falling to the ground, it instantly turned into a middle-aged man over seven feet tall, with empty eyes and a somewhat dull expression.

As a puppet family, his battles are naturally based on puppets. If he wants to end the battle himself, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the Ao family?

This puppet has the strength of the middle stage of the Golden Core, which is a level higher than Zhang He. In Aowu's opinion, it is more than enough to deal with Zhang He, a monk who has just entered the Golden Core.

"Roar!"

The humanoid puppet roared, carrying a five-foot-long machete, and struck at Zhang He.

Zhang He saw that Aowu himself did not take action, but instead summoned his younger brother. He felt that he could not weaken his momentum, so he immediately released the little skeleton from the space.

You have a younger brother, and I also have a younger brother, both of whom are still in the middle stage of Golden Core.

So Zhang He and Ao Wu, the two parties involved, did not take action, but watched silently as a puppet and a skeleton were fighting inseparably.

However, the five-foot machete in the puppet's hand is a magic weapon, while the short sword in the little skeleton's hand is just a top-quality magic weapon.

The little skeleton is not weaker than the opponent, but he suffers some disadvantages in terms of weapons.

This dagger was a burial object in his previous life. He had always regarded it as a treasure and had to carry it in his hand at all times.

Although it has been strengthened by the spiritual spring water, the quality is still inferior to that of the magic weapon.

After the two sides collided several times, the dagger in the little skeleton's hand had already developed several cracks, and it would probably break if it continued to be beaten.

The little skeleton couldn't bear to have his beloved dagger damaged, so he threw the dagger to the side, stretched out a pair of jade-like skeleton claws, and grabbed the puppet's machete directly.

When Ao Wu saw this, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. This skeleton was strong, but it was still too weak in terms of intelligence. It even stupidly used its claws to resist the magic weapon.

The machete in the puppet's hand is a magic weapon that he personally refined. I believe that in the next moment, he will see the machete chop into pieces this incomprehensible skeleton.

However, reality disappointed him. The little skeleton's hands firmly grasped the sword blade, and there were no scars on the jade-like white bone claws.

While restraining the machete, the little skeleton opened its mouth and spit out a ball of blue flame, which fell on the puppet.

The moment the blue flames touched the puppet, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. The flames immediately rose and enveloped the puppet.

Seeing that the puppet was about to be burned, Aowu didn't seem to take it too seriously, but waved his hand and released ten more puppets.

These ten puppets all have the strength of the golden elixir, ranging from the early stage to the middle stage of the golden elixir.

As a genius monk from a puppet family, it doesn't seem strange to carry a group of golden elixir stage puppets with him.

I don't know how many puppets Aowu has with him, but the formation in front of him is enough to run rampant among the Jindan monks.

Aowu still sat lazily on the back of the colorful tiger, and even took out a pot of spiritual wine and two side dishes in a leisurely manner, which was full of charm.

Ten puppets, some in human form, some in animal form, and two flying in the air, formed a semicircle and surrounded Zhang He.

One of the puppets looked like a boxcar, with densely packed runes lighting up, and then there was a blue light curtain, covering the ten puppets.

Faced with the all-round siege by ten golden elixir puppets, Zhang He took out the magical shield he had just bought and turned it into a size of about ten feet in the air, firmly protecting himself and the little skeleton in it.

Just as the shield was raised, several attacks fell, all landing firmly on the shield.

The attacks on the shield caused Zhang He's mana to be consumed crazily. Even though he had a golden elixir that surpassed the ninth level and his foundation was far beyond ordinary people, a large amount of his mana was consumed at this moment.

With the mana capacity in his body, his mana will be exhausted in another ten dozen times.

Of course, it was impossible for him to just take a beating and not fight back. If that was the case, he might as well just take the little skeleton and escape to the ground and walk away.

In just a moment, several thin cracks appeared on the newly purchased shield magic weapon.

At this time, Zhang He took out two rocket launchers, one for himself and the little skeleton, secretly stretched out from under the shield, each aimed at a puppet and bombarded it.

You have your puppet, I have my bazooka!

The rocket launcher in Zhang He's hand was filled with mutant thunder spirit grass seeds. On the battlefield with the demons, it killed many golden elixir demons.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were two loud noises, and two rocket launchers flew out, each hitting the target and exploding with dazzling light.

However, after the flames dissipated, the two puppets that had been blown to pieces did not appear.

The blue light curtain that previously covered the two puppets withstood most of the attacks. The two puppets just shook their bodies at this moment and did not seem to have received much damage.

At this time, Aowu, who was sitting on the back of the beautiful tiger and pretending to drink leisurely, trembled his brows.

He knew how strong this blue light curtain was.

What was that just now? Only two blasts made the blue light curtain dim.

Why has he never heard of this kind of magic weapon in the world of immortality?

"Keep banging!"

Zhang He took out a bunch of rocket launchers from the space, and together with the little skeleton, bombarded the opposite side one after another without stopping at all.

At the same time, the shield magic weapon above his head was being bombarded by a crowd of puppets. There were more and more cracks, and it might break at any time. Most of the magic power in Zhang He's body had been consumed to maintain the defense of the magic weapon.

"Boom boom boom..."

Finally, the blue light curtain covering the numerous puppets was completely shattered, turning into stars and dispersing in the air.

Zhang He immediately seized the opportunity and pointed a fire tube at the strange carriage.

With a "boom", the strange carriage that could create a blue light curtain fell apart in this loud noise, and it should be impossible to put it back together again.

Without the protection of the blue light curtain, the rocket launcher launched by the little skeleton hit a flying puppet in the air. The puppet broke into countless fragments on the spot and scattered from the air.

"here you go!"

Zhang He shouted loudly. Just as he was about to kill everyone, the shield magic weapon above their heads was finally overwhelmed and was blown into countless pieces.

The moment the shield shattered, Zhang He saw two flying swords and three beast-shaped puppets rushing towards them.

In a hurry, Zhang He could only take out the rocket launcher in his hand, then grab the little skeleton and run away.

Several attacks still fell on Zhang He and Little Skeleton.

The robe on Zhang He's back was blasted with several large holes, revealing a hint of purple inside.

The little skeleton also took a hit. His bones are very hard now, so he seems to be fine.

Although they withstood a round of attacks, both of them seemed to have no problem, but Zhang He still did not dare to stop and accept the challenge.

Of the opponent's ten puppets, two were smashed to pieces, leaving eight remaining, plus Ao Wu and the beautiful tiger under him.

There were at least ten more enemies, and he didn't know if there were other puppets in Aowu's pocket.

Facing ten powerful enemies, the best way is to escape instead of staying and fighting.

Two fists are no match for four. Once surrounded by ten people of the same rank and beaten to death, there may not even be a chance to fight back.

Only by escaping can there be hope. Of course, Zhang He does not admit that he is escaping. He calls it mobile warfare. This is also Zhang He's experience in group fights in his previous life.

There are ten people on the other side. Without special training, they cannot run at the same speed.

After a long time, the distance between the ten people gradually widened.

At that time, he can attack in turn, or even pass through the gaps blocked by the opponent.

As long as he mobilizes well, there will always be only one or two enemies in front of him. By the time other enemies catch up, he will have already run away.

Just as the man and the skeleton were running away with all their strength, another flying puppet finally approached the two of them from the air, while the other puppets were still relatively far away.

Without hesitation, Zhang He immediately took out a rocket launcher and blasted it at the puppet in the air.

"boom!"

Another puppet in the rear was scrapped, and now only nine are left.

The rocket launcher has been modified by Huya, and its range is now greatly increased.

After several life-and-death battles, Zhang He had already seen that the attack range of these puppets was not very far, and it was not as far away as ordinary Jindan monks.

This created an opportunity for Zhang He to increase the distance, and then use the rocket launcher to blast.

His move really worked, killing several more puppets one after another.

A rocket launcher filled with mutated thunder spirit grass seeds can be used against puppets, one at a time, with no miss.

Now there were only four puppets left around Aowu. Frightened by the rocket launcher in Zhang He's hand, he did not dare to chase anymore. Instead, he gathered all the puppets around him to protect his own safety.

Seeing that there were only five of them left, Zhang He no longer ran away, but turned around again with the little skeleton to kill Aowu.

"Boom boom boom......"

The two of them withstood the attacks of several puppets and continuously launched rocket launcher bombardments. The front was blown into smoke.

Zhang He's robe had been broken into strips, revealing a purple Taoist robe underneath, which made him look rich and powerful.

This Taoist robe suffered several attacks, but it was not damaged at all. It still shined with purple light and looked very cool.

In fact, Zhang He didn't want this, but this Taoist robe was taken off Lu Bo's body back then, and it was regarded as a burial object for the dead.

This kind of thing is mainly about looking good, and practicality is secondary.

The little skeleton suffered several attacks, and some cracked lines gradually appeared on the bones.

Now the two sides are gun against gun, cannon against cannon. There are no other defensive measures. It depends on who can't bear it and falls first.

Finally, the roar gradually stopped and the smoke cleared. Zhang He and Little Skull were in tatters, and even their purple robes were broken. They supported each other and stood still for a while.

Opposite them, those puppets had turned into rags on the ground.

Only Aowu was left on the spot, still sitting on the back of the colorful tiger, but the tiger's head had been broken, exposing various materials inside.

Aowu's legs were curled up on the chair on Hu's back, and he still had no intention of standing up. It seemed that his legs were somewhat disabled.