Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Due to the temporary rebellion of his subordinates, the plans of the twelve wealthy families were disrupted, and they had to renegotiate the countermeasures.

This negotiation took several months, and after countless rounds of verbal bickering, a consensus was finally reached.

The twelve wealthy families decided to take a desperate risk and organized their family forces to attack from the ground in multiple directions. They pretended to be attacking, creating a big momentum and attracting the attention of the Jingshan Kingdom.

There were still eleven powerful gods remaining from the twelve families, and they all rushed directly to Jingshan from high altitude.

As long as they enter Jingshan, the Jingshan Kingdom will be able to use rat-proof weapons and not dare to use such powerful magic weapons easily.

If Zhang He hadn't overheard the discussion process of these powerful gods, it would have been perfect indeed.

In addition, the mobile phones they carry have positioning functions, which greatly reduces the effectiveness of this strategy.

However, it was equally difficult to deal with the eleven powerful masters who transformed themselves into gods and attacked Jingshan.

Jingshan Kingdom now only has three "little boys" and four gods, and there is still no chance of winning in a head-to-head fight.

After Zhang He learned the information, he thought for a long time.

The wealthy monks on the ground are just bait and can be ignored for the time being.

The point is that these eleven gods cannot take advantage of the four gods of Jingshan Kingdom if they fight head-on.

Zhang He has seen several powerful gods take action, and has also seen many god-transformation monks ascend.

He gradually guessed some rules from it. Maybe without fighting hard, the master of transforming gods could directly ascend to the fairy world. After all, the fairy world is the final destination of strong gods.

Zhang He ordered the communication system array to monitor the positions of the eleven gods at all times, waiting for the most suitable opportunity.

On this day, the communication system showed that the eleven powerful gods were moving rapidly towards Jingshan Kingdom.

It's just that it's too scattered, and neither the "little boy" nor the sent god clone can completely intercept it, so they can only continue to wait.

Soon the eleven transformed gods crossed the border of Jingshan Kingdom, but Zhang He still did not move.

Until all eleven people flew outside Donglin City and were all gathered together.

It is obviously inappropriate to use "little boy" at this time, as it can easily injure one of your own.

Zhang He himself entered the space and looked at the little skeleton and the three divine clones.

"It's up to you now."

"After leaving the space, you must seal the memory about the space."

"Little Skull, don't act alone."

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On Mount Jing, four powerful auras unique to the gods suddenly rose.

The people in Donglin City have long heard that the Jingshan Kingdom has a powerful person who can transform into gods, but they didn’t know until today that not only did they have one, but there were four of them.

This number far exceeds the tradition that each top wealthy family only has one god. But now we have to face the siege of twelve wealthy families. Are these four gods enough?

Four powerful gods rose into the sky from Jingshan Mountain and flew out of the city.

Seeing the four transformed gods of Jingshan Kingdom, the eleven invading family heads were obviously shocked. With this strength, even without using that strange magic weapon, they could destroy any of their families.

Therefore, in the eyes of the twelve wealthy families, Jingshan Kingdom must not be allowed to stay.

"Hahaha...are there just the four of you?"

The head of the Ying family breathed a sigh of relief secretly when he saw the Jingshan Kingdom's god-transforming monks. At least now he didn't have to worry about that kind of powerful magic weapon. Jingshan Kingdom couldn't attack his own people as well.

The other family heads had almost the same mentality at this moment, and they all gathered around Little Skull and the other four.

"Let's all come together and kill these four transformed gods first."

Eleven powerful gods took action at the same time, and the power was enough to be described as earth-shattering.

With the battlefield of fifteen people as the center, the ground shook violently. Houses in Donglin City dozens of miles away collapsed, and people were flying.

The spiritual energy in the air is rolling and surging, and all kinds of magic weapons and magical powers cover the sky and the sun. The surrounding area of ​​hundreds of miles sometimes falls into darkness, with ghosts crying and wolves howling, and sometimes there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious energy.

Since the powerful gods are extracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the spiritual energy of the entire Zhou Dynasty is constantly surging in this direction at this moment, and the spiritual energy in some places is directly sucked into a vacuum.

In this battle, the Jingshan Kingdom's side was generally at a disadvantage. In just a short while, Zhang He's two clones had been beaten to pieces, and they could only leave their bodies and continue fighting in the air.

All the aura around the little skeleton turned into a sea of ​​blue fire, and anyone or anything that came close would turn into dust.

But in this case, his magical power is limited to self-preservation.

Zhang He's clone struggled to persevere, looking at the sky with his spiritual consciousness from time to time, waiting for a certain moment to appear.

At this moment, a space crack appeared in the void, and everyone in the battle felt a gravitational pull from the upper world.

"Damn it! It's about to ascend again."

A monk could only curse, and then fly high into the sky along with this gravitational force.

Zhang He's many clones naturally felt this gravitational pull and wanted to resist, but they felt that the whole world was rejecting them and they could not gain a foothold in this world.

In the process of ascending, one of his clones flew diagonally and approached the little skeleton with all its strength.

The moment he touched the little skeleton, the clone and the little skeleton disappeared into the air at the same time.

After the clone and the little skeleton returned to the space, the gravitational force disappeared. Zhang He's guess was correct. The space could indeed isolate the gravitational force of ascension.

"Huh!"

The heads of the families who were ascending were shocked when they saw Zhang He and the little skeleton disappear.

They didn't expect that someone could escape from the ascension process at this point.

Although I don’t know what method Zhang He used, it is extremely detrimental to the twelve wealthy families.

They have all ascended. If there are still two Avatars left in the Jingshan Kingdom, all these powerful families will have to be annexed by the Jingshan Kingdom.

"Report to the Immortal Envoy, someone is cheating!"

It is said that the ascension of the immortal world is led by the immortal envoys of the immortal world. The head of the family does not know whether the rumors are true. There is no way now but to give it a try.

However, the little report he made seemed to be of no use, as there was no reaction in the sky.

On the contrary, one of the two remaining avatars of Jingshan Kingdom suddenly disappeared into the void, and another one managed to escape.

This made the heads of the twelve wealthy families collapse. It would be difficult for their families to escape the fate of being exterminated.

Zhang He himself felt much more relaxed when he saw the two clones that had returned successfully in the space.

As long as the space is still useful, his true self can safely break through to the god transformation stage in the future.

There is still a clone that continues to ascend, and he has no intention of taking this clone back.

He wants the clone to go to the fairy world to see what is going on. If the clone can establish a firm foothold in the fairy world, he may be able to make the clone a fairy world coordinate in the future, and he can freely communicate with the fairy world through space and the clone.

In the void, since Zhang He used space to escape the three people, the gravity from the upper world suddenly increased several times.

Everyone flew towards the space crack in the void at a faster speed.

Zhang He felt that he was pulled directly into the space crack by a strong force, and then the world was spinning.

Gu Fan

After a long time, he flew out of the space crack again, and the world outside was completely different.

Below, there is a huge planet, which is vaguely identifiable as the world of immortality where they once lived and practiced.

Above the head is a vast starry sky, and there is a moon in the distance, and now some vague buildings can be seen above.

This place is completely different from the beautiful fairyland in the legend.

Zhang He was still thinking, isn't this just space?

Although I have never been there in my previous life, some people have.

If this was ascension, he could have asked the institute to build a space vehicle and fly up himself, without the need to transform into a god and ascend.

I just don’t understand why people on this planet regard space as a fairyland and use their imagination to describe it so beautifully.

As for the heads of the eleven transformed gods, they were also confused at the moment, with question marks on their foreheads. This was completely different from what they had imagined, and they couldn't get used to it for a while.

While several people were still thinking wildly, a huge figure flew towards them from a distance.

"Immortal envoy!"

The eleven gods-transforming family heads hurriedly shouted and saluted, finally meeting a legendary figure.

It seems that the legends are not all false, presumably the fairy envoy will take them to the real fairy world.

This immortal envoy had wings on his back, a kind face, and nodded to the group of people.

"Come with me."

He immediately released a ball of spiritual energy, wrapping a group of twelve people in it, then turned around, spread his wings, and flew into the distance again.

This angel's wings are entirely pure white, with a few black feathers mixed in between.

Zhang He didn't have much reverence for this so-called angel. After thinking about it in his heart, he gave him a nickname.

Zhang He discovered that the direction in which the hairy angel was flying was the moon.

Its speed was very fast, and the moon was getting bigger and bigger in the eyes. Finally, what appeared in front of the eyes was a huge piece of land with many tall buildings on it.

Between the buildings, many angels could be seen flying through them, but not a single human being was seen.

After the mixed-haired angel landed with everyone, he immediately walked towards a low building.

There were two angels guarding the door of the building. When they saw Zamao coming, they smiled and said:

"The harvest is good this time! Come in quickly."

Zhang He felt that the meaning of these two words was not quite right, and the way they looked at them was not quite right either. Although they looked very happy, their eyes looked like they were facing a big meal.

The group of them was led into the door by the miscellaneous spiritual energy. It was a bit dark and humid inside.

"Ah! Ahhh...please let me go! Ahhh..."

At this time, a miserable howl came from inside, and then it was like someone was covering his mouth and nose.

"Where is the angel taking us?"

At this time, the eleven family heads knew that something was not quite right, no matter how slow they reacted.

On the other hand, Zhang He was still there and seemed fearless. He had many lives anyway, and he didn't take it seriously even if he died once or twice.

Now he is even more curious about this place and wants to find out what is going on.

The hairy angel turned around at this moment, and the previous kind expression had long since disappeared.

"Now that we're here, let's just be at ease and be prepared for the true nature of the ingredients."

After finishing speaking, the spiritual energy surrounding everyone suddenly tightened. This group of the most powerful people in the world of immortality were now firmly imprisoned and could no longer move at all.

Everyone wanted to resist, but the magic power in their bodies no longer obeyed, and their souls were completely numb.

The hairy angel took twelve people into a large hall, threw them into a large iron cage, and then turned around and left.

"where is this place?"

"Angel! Can you let me out?"

"I don't want to become an immortal!"

Twelve people struggled to stand up from the cage, lying on the iron cage and looking out.

There were still several corpses of sea tribesmen lying on the ground outside the iron cage. The miserable howls just now must have come from the mouths of these sea tribesmen.

Zhang He's planet is dominated by oceans, and land only accounts for a small part of it. The number of powerful god-transformers from the sea race far exceeds that of the human race.

These sea tribe gods should be the unlucky ghosts who ascended before them. From the looks of it, they died quite miserably, even their souls were gone.

There are also several winged birdmen in the hall who are handling these corpses.

Their way of handling this made Zhang He feel a bit familiar.

I saw a birdman skillfully skinning and removing the internal organs of a dragon corpse, shaving the flesh from the skeleton, and then sorting and placing various materials.

Another birdman cut the newly cut dragon meat into regular pieces, put it in a large basin, sprinkled some powder into it, and mixed it with onion, ginger, cooking wine, etc.

A dragon in the god-transformation stage of the Sea Tribe was dealt with by a few birdmen with three attacks and five divisions.

At this time, after a gray-furred birdman finished handling the dragon's body, he reached into the iron cage with a numb expression and casually grabbed the head of the Ying family.

After all, the head of the Ying family was also the head of the family, a powerful person who transformed into gods. At this time, he was so frightened that he peed like urine, his hands and feet were trembling, and he didn't have the demeanor of a superior at all, which made Zhang He despise him.

As an expert facing this kind of situation, even if you don't recite a poem, you should at least say something like "the head is just a scar the size of a bowl."

The gray-haired birdman grabbed one of the legs of the Ying family and threw it to the ground several times, making the Ying family owner feel dizzy.

At this time, he put one hand on the forehead of the head of the Ying family, and pulled out a complete soul.

He casually threw his body to the ground, and a ball of flame immediately appeared in his hand, scorching the spirit of the head of the Ying family.

"Ah! Ahhh...it hurts so much! Please let me go!"

The soul was being burned, and the pain was ten times worse than the physical body. At this time, the soul of the Ying family was constantly twisting and deforming, and he kept begging for mercy.

The soul of the head of the Ying family became more and more transparent as he kept wailing, and the wailing voice became smaller and smaller.

After about a quarter of an hour or two of roasting and refining, all the impurities inside were removed, and the soul of the head of the Ying family turned into a pure and transparent energy body.

There is no consciousness in this pure energy body.

Zhang He in the iron cage could feel that if he swallowed this ball of energy, his strength would skyrocket.

After dealing with the soul of the head of the Ying family, the gray-feathered bird began to deal with his body.

It seems that it would be simpler to dispose of the body of the head of the Ying family. Just remove the internal organs, cut it with a flower knife, and marinate it with some seasonings.

When I was dealing with the corpse of the dragon before, it was of a foreign race after all, so it was similar to watching a chicken being killed, and I didn’t feel much at all.

But when this gray-feathered birdman treated the head of the Ying family indifferently, Zhang He and others felt very uncomfortable.

One is because things harm their own kind, and the other is because I will have to face all this next, being at the mercy of others but unable to do anything.

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