Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was majestic, with a radius of hundreds of miles and a population of millions. It was the most prosperous place in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

According to the news from the Shadow Pavilion, a variety of rare elixirs will appear at the trade fair in Dadu this time.

At the same time, Zhang He also had some thousand-year-old elixirs in his hands and wanted to exchange them for spiritual stones or other materials.

Zhang He stood at the gate of the city and looked up at the majestic city wall more than 100 meters high. The first sight was shocking. Only the Three Gorges Dam he had seen in his life could rival it.

He took Chi Yan into the space with one hand, and then strode towards the city gate.

But he didn't know that the small action of taking Chi Yan into the space caused huge trouble to the red-haired young man.

When he sensed that he was getting closer and closer to the other party and was about to catch up, he suddenly disappeared again.

"Damn it, you hide your head and show your tail. It's such a shame for the Immortal Demon King. It's best not to let me catch you."

The red-haired young man gritted his teeth and cursed, then chased in the direction where the induction disappeared.

One day later, the red-haired young man appeared outside Dadu City. Looking at the tall and majestic city walls, he hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and walked into the city.

As a part of the immortal demon king, he was resurrected and reborn. When his strength could not be restored, he had a natural fear of the strong humans.

This is an important place for the human race, especially in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where strong men gather, and any strong man can break his seal again.

His entry into the city like this was like entering a wolf's den naked.

Fortunately, there was no special crisis now. The guard at the city gate only took him two taels of silver and let him in without any interrogation.

After successfully entering the city, the red-haired young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten thousand years ago, when humans and demons were fighting each other, there were special magic weapons at the gates of large human cities that could identify humans and demons and prevent demon spies from sneaking into the city.

Even the Shadow Demon, who is best at hiding among the demons, cannot escape under the detection of this magic weapon.

The red-haired young man had lost his sense of the aura. After entering the city and watching the people coming and going, he couldn't think of any way. He could only find a place to stay first and wait until the aura appeared before looking for it.

At the same time as the red-haired young man entered the city, Zhang He was in a huge hall.

This is a grand gathering of high-level monks, with thousands of Golden Elixir monks gathered in the hall.

Many helmsmen from the Sun-Moon Alliance also participated in this event. Not long after Zhang He entered the hall, he found Mei Yingxue, followed by her best friend Zhong Shuyi.

In front of Mei Yingxue stood a young man wearing a purple robe and holding a folding fan. He was talking endlessly to Mei Yingxue.

"Fairy Plum, I wrote a poem a few days ago, and I asked the fairy to taste it!"

Mei Yingxue had no interest in the person in front of her, and she didn't want to listen to the so-called poems. She just looked around in the venue, looking here and there, looking a little cold.

Ordinary people in the Zhou Dynasty did not know how to read, but the nobles who knew how to read only focused on practice and the enjoyment of life. No one was so bored as to engage in so-called poetry.

This young man in purple robe actually knows how to write poetry, so he must be quite talented in poetry.

"Fairy Mei, please help me straighten it out and see if it needs to be modified."

The young man in purple robe didn't care whether Mei Yingxue was listening or not, and immediately read loudly: "Dayang Lake, Yang Lake is big, there are lotus flowers on Dayang Lake, and there are toads on the lotus flowers, they poke and jump!"

"What a poem!"

"What a poem! It is truly the swan song of my great Zhou dynasty in ten thousand years!"

Before Mei Yingxue could say anything, several monks around him had already praised it loudly, and some were still shaking their heads and reciting the sentences in it.

Of course Zhang He, who was walking towards here, also heard it, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Mei Yingxue, who was looking around absentmindedly, saw Zhang He appear, and immediately walked out of the crowd with a smile like a flower.

"Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mei Yingxue walked to Zhang He's side, looking both charming and angry.

This scene made the purple-robed young man stunned. How could this cold iceberg beauty melt in an instant? How could he accept this fact?

The young man in purple robe was unconvinced and walked towards Zhang He and bowed his hands.

"What is the name of this fellow Taoist?"

"Then the Sun-Moon Alliance will be united."

"It turns out he's from the Sun-Moon Alliance."

The young man in purple robe seemed to be a little dismissive of Zhang He's status and background.

"I am the 382nd grandson of the Zhou royal family, Zhou Tong. In terms of seniority, I am one generation older than the current King of Zhou. The King of Zhou has to call me Uncle Wang."

When the young man in purple robe said this, he looked very proud. Although there were many people like him in the royal family, it still felt more honorable to carry it at this time.

"Oh! I still want to see other places, so I'll take my leave first."

Zhang He, however, did not immediately bow down to him because of his royal status.

To put it into detail, he was also a person of status in his previous life, and his clan members surnamed Zhang were all a branch of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor.

He was also a descendant of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, but it was only when his family fell into decline that he was reduced to moving bricks and screwing screws for a living.

Counting this important status, he is no worse than Zhou Tong, but he is relatively low-key. He has never shown off this kind of status to others in his previous life, and has no plans to do so in this life.

Zhang He didn't wait for Zhou Tong's reply, took Mei Yingxue's little hand, and walked elsewhere.

This hall is very spacious. Since it is a spiritual elixir trade fair that gathers high-level monks from all over the world, many monks have already taken out the elixirs they want to trade and placed them casually in front of them.

Zhang He and Mei Yingxue strolled slowly in the hall together, followed by the big light bulb Zhong Shuyi.

Occasionally, when I see a suitable elixir, I will buy one or two.

Some people will write their needs on a wooden board and place it in front of them. If there is a suitable elixir in the opening and closing space, some of the elixir will be released.

This trade will last for many days, and it is only the beginning, and many valuable treasures have not been released yet.

There will be a large-scale auction in the future. It is said that several rare treasures have been collected and will be released at the auction.

Zhang He turned around a corner, and there was a person sitting cross-legged under the wall in front of him.

"Aowu!"

This person is exactly the same as the Aowu puppet he got before. He doesn't know whether it is Aowu's true body or another puppet.

"It seems that I know this fellow Taoist?"

Aowu turned to look at Zhang He, a little confused. Their Ao family had a very good reputation among several countries in the west, and many Jindan monks knew him.

But in the Central Plains, he is not well-known, and not many people know him.

"I was born in Lu State, and my proud Taoist friend has a reputation that is as good as thunder. How could I not recognize him?"

As Zhang He said this, he walked up to Ao Wu naturally. As long as he didn't tell anyone, no one would know about him killing the opponent's clone.

As he got closer, he saw clearly that there was a wooden board in front of Aowu that read "Heavy money to buy Qinglong wood."

The corners of Zhang He's mouth twitched slightly, wondering if the green dragon wood had a special effect on Ao Wu. After so many years, Ao Wu was still looking for the green dragon wood.

"I don't know if you have the Green Dragon Wood in your hands. If so, I hope you can trade it for a share. I would like to trade it with a golden elixir puppet."

The last time the two of them competed for Qinglong Wood at the auction.

The Qinglong tree was planted in the space. Although it was cut down several times, it is still alive and well. The main trunk has grown for more than two thousand years.

He planned to keep it for a while before cutting it down and refining it into the Five Elements Mountain.

Among the Five Elements Mountain magic weapons, only the wood attribute is relatively weak, which limits the power of the Five Elements Mountain.

Faced with the conditions proposed by Aowu, although he was moved, he still suppressed the urge to trade.

What happened between him and Aowu's last clone made him have to be cautious. He was afraid that if he traded the Qinglong Wood, he would become an enemy.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a rare treasure like Qinglong Wood."

Zhang He cupped his hands and led Mei Yingxue away.

The two of them walked around again and walked to a corner of the hall, where there were some tables where many monks rested and ate.

As soon as the two sat down, a maid came over to say hello.

"Excuse me, what do you two seniors need to eat? We have professional spiritual chefs here who can cook all kinds of spiritual materials."

Zhang He took the menu handed over by the maid, and he and Mei Yingxue each ordered one ingredient. Zhang He loved meat, while Mei Yingxue was more vegetarian, so she only ordered one portion of stir-fried bamboo shoots.

Just as the two were about to start eating, Chi Yan in the space was already protesting. He was growing up now and couldn't be hungry.

Helpless, Zhang He could only dig into a concealing spirit animal bag and release the red flame from the space.

"Wow! What a beautiful bird!"

When Mei Yingxue saw Chi Yan appear, she was immediately conquered by its appearance and stretched out a hand to touch it.

"Can I touch your bird?"

"Of course, just be gentle and don't crush it."

Mei Yingxue put her palm on Chi Yan, grabbed it gently, and stroked it back and forth. She narrowed her eyes slightly and seemed to enjoy it very much. Later, she even put it on her face and rubbed it.

Chi Yan looked reluctant. He came out to eat, not to pick up girls.

At this moment, Zhou Tong, the purple-robed man at the beginning, walked to the restaurant with a group of poetry lovers, not knowing whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing Mei Yingxue playing with the bird with great enthusiasm, she also came over to chat with her while waving her folding fan.

"Hey! This bird is so beautiful. Is it a spiritual pet raised by a fairy?"

"This is a useless spiritual pet I raised, which made fellow Taoists laugh."

Mei Yingxue did not answer, Zhang He responded on his behalf.

Only then did Zhang He notice that on the folding fan of this guy, one side said handsome and the other side said beautiful.

He even wondered if people with the surname Zhou liked stinky beauty like this. The person named Zhou Yang whom he met at the crater last time seemed to be an extraordinary person and seemed to like stinky beauty too.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhou knows a senior named Zhou Yang?"

"It turns out that Taoist friend knows ancestor Zhou Yang. This ancestor is also a member of the Zhou royal family and is more than 30 generations older than me."

Hearing Zhang He mention Ancestor Zhou Yang, Zhou Tong couldn't help but think highly of Zhang He. Ancestor Zhou Yang was his idol. He had regarded Ancestor Zhou Yang as his lifelong learning goal since he was a child.

"Ancestor Zhou Yang is a famous handsome man in most of the capital, and even in the entire Zhou Dynasty.

There was once a popular saying in most cities, "Those who do not recognize the beauty of Zhou Yang have no eyes".

Countless aristocratic women in the Great Zhou Dynasty swore not to marry anyone other than Zhou Yang's ancestor, and would rather remain a widow for the rest of their lives.

Every time Patriarch Yang appears, there are countless people who recommend themselves as pillows..."

When Zhang He came out of the crater last time, he was suddenly stared at by two Nascent Souls. At that time, he was extremely frightened and panicked. On the surface, he tried to remain calm, but he did not dare to take a closer look at their appearance.

I heard Zhou Tong boasting so much about Zhou Yang today. Thinking back on it, it seems that he is indeed human, not much worse than himself.

"I heard that Patriarch Zhou Yang has returned to Dadu recently, and maybe he will come to the trade fair to have a look."

Zhou Tong cupped his hands and returned to his seat to sit down.

Now it is obvious that Fairy Mei is already a member of Zhang He. He is also a person of status and cannot always ask for trouble.

His goal is to conquer female cultivators all over the world with his own charm, just like Patriarch Zhou Yang.

But he didn't know that the sour poems and essays he studied all day long could not add much to his charm.

When Zhang He took Chi Yan out of the space, on the second floor of an inn in the capital city, a red-haired young man was holding a end of Yangchun noodles and slurping away at it.

Suddenly his eyes froze, and this feeling appeared again.

He immediately threw away the noodle bowl in his hand, and without even paying for the noodles, he threw it out of the second floor window.

The waiter at the store was so angry that he cursed at the top of his lungs out the window all afternoon.

On the other side, in the restaurant, Mei Yingxue was still holding Chi Yan and touching it, reluctant to let go.

Just when the clone felt a little helpless, a shadow appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness space.

"Even though disaster is imminent, I'm still here trying to pick up girls."

The clone was startled by the sudden appearance of the shadow, and the consciousness of the immortal demon king finally appeared again.

Immediately, he jumped towards the shadow, but passed through it.

"Don't waste your efforts, this is just a projection of my consciousness, you can't hurt me.

If you want to be devoured with me, go ahead. "

At this time, Zhang He no longer tried to kill the immortal demon king's consciousness.

"What on earth happened?"

"The body of this deity was dismembered and sealed in different places. After tens of thousands of years, each limb can generate a consciousness.

When the revived consciousness reaches a certain distance, they can sense each other's existence and guide everyone to devour each other.

Of course, only my consciousness, which is born from the heart, is orthodox, and the rest are all crooked ways. "

Zhang He ignored the last sentence of the Immortal Demon King Xu Ying, "You mean you sensed other limbs nearby?"

"Yes, and it's approaching here."

"Then why don't you just swallow him up? Didn't you just brazenly say that you are the orthodox one?

You go and devour it, I have given you permission. "

Xuying's face was a little ugly, "My recovery time was too short, and you have been tormenting me for so long. I am now being bullied by dogs.

I can sense that he is very strong, and he should have swallowed and fused many other limbs, and he is almost there. "

Hearing this, Zhang He did not dare to be careless. His body softened and shrank, and he broke free from Mei Yingxue's hand.

Then it was caught by the main body and stuffed into the space.