Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He went to the moon to explore alone, but did not come back for a long time, and no news was sent back.

Even Zhang He's clones didn't know what happened, and they lost contact with their original bodies.

It was not a problem to keep waiting. After some discussion, a few people decided to go to the moon to check it out.

Li Yuehua flew to the moon with the Flame Leopard, Little Skeleton, and one of Zhang He's divine clones.

When everyone found Zhang He on the moon, they saw him lying unconscious on the ground, with no injuries and strong physical vitality.

Li Yuehua was more experienced. After investigating, he judged that Zhang He was probably being snatched away.

At this moment, two strands of consciousness should be fighting for the opening and closing of the sea of ​​consciousness. As long as you control the sea of ​​consciousness, you have control over this physical body.

"What should I do now?"

The Flame Leopard was a little restless at the moment. It took tens of thousands of years to see the Fire Spirit Holy Body. The thigh he was holding with great difficulty would be lost if someone snatched it away.

And if Zhang He dies, he may also die. He regards Zhang He as the master.

But for things like seizing a body, outsiders can't help, so we can only rely on ourselves.

"The ones who can survive an explosion of this scale are definitely the Mahayana warriors of the Wing Clan. We must be prepared for the worst."

Among the people at the scene, the Flame Leopard was too anxious, the Little Skeleton was confused, and Zhang He's avatar had limited knowledge, and once Zhang He was taken away, his avatar might be assimilated by the main body.

Only Li Yuehua could calmly analyze the pros and cons involved.

"If Daoist friend Zhang is defeated and his body is taken over by the Mahayana of the Wing Clan, when he wakes up, we may not be his match."

When Li Yuehua said this, she looked at Zhang He's clone. Her intention was very clear. Once Zhang He failed, she would destroy this body before he woke up.

Moreover, she felt that Zhang He's chances of winning in the end were slim.

One is in the combined stage and the other is in the Mahayana stage. It is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weaker.

The matter of seizing a body is the purest competition of strength, and there is no chance at all.

The Wing Clan's Mahayana soul loses its physical body, and its strength will be greatly limited, and it will be easier to deal with it when the time comes.

She once valued Zhang He very much, and even had some special feelings for him.

But she is also a rational leader. In the face of the overall interests, even she can sacrifice herself.

"This matter is related to Zhang Daoyou's life and death, as well as the outcome of the entire battle. Zhang Daoyou, you can make your own decision."

In the end, Li Yuehua planned to leave the decision to Zhang He himself, and she believed that Zhang He would know what to do.

He opened his clones and looked at his own body. He had been practicing for thousands of years. If he died here today, he would be a little unwilling.

Moreover, he has not given up yet. Others don't know it, but he himself knows that his spiritual consciousness is far beyond the same level, and may have reached the Mahayana level.

As for the powerful Mahayana warriors of the Wing Clan, after experiencing the previous explosion, their soul and consciousness will definitely be greatly affected.

Otherwise, a Mahayana spirit alone should be able to deal with the monks present.

Despite the ebb and flow, he has no chance of winning.

"Fellow Daoist Li, can my soul enter the sea of ​​consciousness to help?" Others can't help, but he is a clone, so maybe he can help.

Li Yuehua thought for a while before replying: "No one has ever done this kind of thing before. The risks of doing so are very high. It is worth trying to treat a dead horse as a living horse."

"Okay! Then I'll try it."

Zhang He's clone took out a super-large warhead from the storage bag and tied his own body to the warhead.

"If I fail here and my body is taken over by the Wing Clan, I will detonate this warhead immediately."

Zhang He and Li Yuehua gave instructions, and their souls left their bodies and dived into the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the clone entered the sea of ​​​​consciousness, he saw the two souls biting each other in the most primitive way. You bite me every bite, which seems very affectionate.

Seeing this, the clone couldn't help but join the battle group and bite the winged soul.

Although Zhang He's clone was only in the stage of becoming a god, the sudden increase of a weak force between the two people who were originally at loggerheads became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Gradually, Zhang He began to gain a slight upper hand.

After an unknown amount of time, another Zhanghe clone came in from the outside, and then several more clones came to help after hearing the news.

"Why do you have so many clones?"

The fourth ancestor of the Wing Clan, who was fighting with Zhang He, was dumbfounded. At this time, ten clones of souls had already entered.

These clones were not very strong, and some of them were only at the Nascent Soul stage. They also came in to join in the fun. After gnawing for a long time, they only bit off one feather.

But too many ants can kill an elephant. Now, the tall Yuan Shen of the fourth ancestor of the Wing Clan is covered with small Zhang and He clones.

Under the bite of everyone, the soul of the fourth ancestor became smaller and smaller, became weaker and weaker, until finally, the body of the soul of the fourth elder of the Wing Clan completely dissipated, not even a hair was left.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the remaining Zhang He's body and ten clones looked at each other in confusion.

The primordial spirit of the fourth ancestor in the Mahayana period was so powerful. Even after being swallowed by the eleven primordial spirits, each one still grew stronger several times.

The ten avatar souls that participated just now are now almost as old as the combined stage.

While the gains were huge, they also faced huge troubles.

In the battle for the body, both sides will swallow the opponent's soul and enter their own bodies. In the end, these souls will be inherited by the winner.

But now the winners have become eleven people. Although they are all clones of Zhang He, after they are separated and practice alone, the skills, perceptions, memories, etc. they practice are different.

In their previous body snatching, part of their body would be swallowed by the fourth ancestor of the Wing Clan, and then the swallowed part would eventually fall into the belly of other clones.

The situation at this moment is like breaking eleven clay figures into pieces, mixing them together, and then shaping them into eleven clay figures again.

They are me in you, you in me, it is difficult to distinguish each other, and even the gap between the original body and the clone has become a bit blurry.

"Now how to do?"

The ten people said in unison, all looking at the largest person sitting in the middle.

It's okay for them to stay in the same sea of ​​consciousness in this state. The impact is not very big. They can't leave the sea of ​​consciousness. Once they leave the other ten souls, their own soul will be incomplete.

The eleven souls are connected in the sea of ​​consciousness. After leaving the sea of ​​consciousness, they can also be connected in the mind through the relationship between the clones, but they cannot be synchronized.

"How about we try to merge together? Anyway, we are all from the same origin."

After this idea is generated in one body, other souls will also sense it.

There is no need for too much discussion between clones, just like several thoughts between the same person, they are all one's own after all.

Soon, the weakest of the ten clones approached the main body and took the initiative to merge his body with the main body.

With the active cooperation of both parties, the integration went smoothly, and it didn't take long for the two to successfully merge together.

The main body has grown a lot after devouring part of the spirit of the fourth ancestor of the Yiren. Now it has merged with a clone, and the aura has exploded.

At this moment on the moon, Li Yuehua and others have been guarding Zhang He, but they are unable to detect the specific situation inside, and they do not know who is winning and who is losing.

At this moment, Zhang and He's aura suddenly surged, rushing from the middle stage of integration to the late stage of integration. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Li Yuehua was ready to detonate the super-large warhead at any time.

After Zhang He's body's aura experienced the first burst of aura, it only calmed down for a short time before the aura surged again, rising to a big level.

In the following period, Li Yuehua and others saw Zhang He's aura rising continuously, and they were in constant torment.

If it weren't for the Zhang He people present, some people would have been unable to bear the pain and would have taken the initiative and nip the danger in the cradle.

Under everyone's eyes, Zhang He's aura had directly ascended to the Mahayana realm.

Li Yuehua was already ready to detonate the warhead as soon as Zhang He showed the slightest clue.

It's just that Zhang He's Mahayana aura hasn't lasted long, but his body, which only has combined cultivation, can't bear it anymore.

Cracks appeared on the body, blood was constantly oozing out of it, the bones in the body crackled, and the meridians were stretched.

After a while, the body's aura dropped again, reaching the original mid-fit level, and then stabilized.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang He's body also encountered the same problem.

The original size of his Yuan Shen was formed through thousands of beatings and hundreds of refinements, but just now ten bodies were squeezed in, which was so unbearable for him. Even the Yuan Shen was almost bursting at the time.

Later, he had no choice but to separate the five more powerful souls again, and then he gradually returned to normal.

"You five can just stay here from now on."

Now I can only leave the clone soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the look of Li Yuehua ready to take action at any time, and he shouted loudly:

"Don't shoot, it's one of our own!"

Although Li Yuehua didn't know what the shooting was about, he probably guessed the meaning. After careful inspection with his spiritual consciousness, it seemed that Zhang He had really returned.

Zhang He slowly stood up from the ground. After all the trouble just now, he was very tired and wanted to rest.

At this moment, a light and shadow passed by in the distance, and it reached the sky above the moon in just an instant.

The light and shadow stopped in the air, revealing the figure of Patriarch Chang of the human race.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Patriarch Chang felt a little apologetic when he saw Zhang He.

"It's not too late, it's just begun now, the real war is still to come." Zhang He bowed his hand to Patriarch Chang in return.

Patriarch Chang lowered himself and saw the shattered moon, feeling horrified.

"Which powerful Mahayana man did this? His strength is not inferior to mine."

Judging from the degree of damage to the moon, this person is a master of the fire system. He is so strong that he is afraid of him, but he is not embarrassed to say that he is better than him.

"Hahaha……"

Li Yuehua couldn't help but laugh out loud. This ancestor usually didn't have any airs, and these juniors were more natural in front of him.

"Ancestor, you made a mistake this time."

"Why did you misunderstand? Am I right?" Old Ancestor Chang was laughed at by Li Yuehua so much that Monk Zhang Er was confused.

"Because the strongest monks who attacked here were only in the early stages of becoming gods." Li Yuehua said.

"How can this be?"

Ancestor Chang has seen countless strong men in his life, but there is absolutely no monk in the early stages of becoming a god who can use such a powerful method.

With the total amount of mana of the cultivator, even if he drained his own mana, he would not be able to use such a powerful method.

"It's completely possible, ancestor, you'll know after you live here for a while."

Li Yuehua explained that she was surprised when she first saw this method.

"Okay! I just want to see the human race on this planet."

Patriarch Chang received two wood-attribute leaves, Zhang and He, and nearly half of his physical injuries have recovered. He plans to continue assisting in the battle this time until he wins the battle.

This will follow many human monks flying to Jingshan Kingdom.

This time, Patriarch Chang, like Li Yuehua, saw for the first time that someone could manage the world of ordinary people so well.

The people of the entire Jingshan Kingdom have a high-spirited and uplifting temperament from top to bottom, which is found nowhere else.

After Zhang He returned to Jingshan Kingdom, he went back to recuperate, leaving Patriarch Chang and Li Yuehua to wander around the country.

The two of them truly experienced what a peaceful and prosperous age was in Jingshan Kingdom, and were full of praise for Zhang He's governance ability.

During this period, Li Yuehua expressed that he was willing to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy and let Zhang Helai take over his position as the Great Elder.

Ancestor Chang also agreed with Li Yuehua's statement. If the human race wants to revive, it must be led by a peerless figure.

Although Zhang and He are only in the combined stage now, they are willing to be green leaves for the prosperity of the human race.

While the two were experiencing the peaceful and prosperous age of Jingshan Kingdom here, bad news suddenly came out on the Yiren Planet on the other side. The soul lamp that the Fourth Ancestor left to enshrine in the clan suddenly went out.

The four Mahayana ancestors of the Yi Human Clan all enshrine soul lamps in their clan, which can sense the entire Snail Galaxy, and are usually guarded by dedicated personnel.

Today, a wingman who was on duty to guard the soul lamp of the fourth ancestor woke up from a nap and suddenly found that the soul lamp of the fourth ancestor had gone out. He was so frightened that he immediately reported it to the monk in charge.

Everyone knows that the Fourth Ancestor brought twenty Fusion Stage monks this time to massacre the monks on the breeding star.

Everyone thinks it's a bit of a fuss, killing a chicken with a big sledgehammer.

Unexpectedly, even the fourth ancestor was killed, and the remaining twenty members were probably in danger.

For a moment, the Winged People were wailing from top to bottom.

They feel pain now because they don’t know that they will suffer even more in the future.

While the whole country was in mourning, there was another earth-shattering explosion, waking up the entire Winged Planet.

At this point, they could finally deduce that the attacks on the Winged Planet that lasted for more than a thousand years most likely came from this breeding planet.

But they understood a little late, and even the Mahayana ancestors got involved. ​16430/10341511