Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Seeing that two powerful spells are about to fall into the Black Water Army.

At this time, Baron Zhiyuan, who was in the breakout crowd, would naturally be able to rescue him if he made a move, but his eyes lit up.

"good chance!"

He had nothing to do with the life and death of the Black Water Army. It would be better if he died. He could just take this opportunity to break through.

Immediately, a seal as large as an inch appeared in his hand, and when it was sacrificed in the air, it grew into the wind, turned into a size of about a zhang, and blasted it towards a foundation-building cultivator.

This thing is the top-grade magic weapon of his Guliang family's ancestry, and the power is still very strong even when he uses it with all his strength.

Seeing that falling rocks and fire rain are about to fall in the sky, the Black Water Army may be completely wiped out.

Several earthen walls rose from the black water army at the same time, blocking most of the falling rocks and fire rain, but more than 20 black water soldiers still suffered.

At this moment, Zhang He displayed the earth wall technique, completely revealing his identity as a foundation-building cultivator.

In the past, he only wanted to be a low-key small town landowner, but now the situation is critical and it is no longer possible to hide.

"It turns out that our son is also a strong foundation-building master! He is afraid of a bird. Kill!"

This is what all the Black Water Army thinks at this moment. After knowing that Zhang He is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his heart rises, and he feels that he is also supported by someone.

At the same time, Baron Zhiyuan, who was trying his best to break through the siege, clucked in his heart when he saw the rise of the earth wall technique.

After Zhang He blocked the attack with the earth wall technique, he ordered a flying sword to charge into the air in front of him.

Now Aung San and Baron Zhiyuan are entangled with each other's three foundation monks,

He now ignores the base-building cultivator's battle, and instead flew over the besieging enemy, took out two Primordial Thunderbolts from his storage bag, ignited them, and threw them from the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

Zhang He is now transformed into a humanoid bomber, throwing it in the air at the crowded places of the opponent, blowing up the enemy army and smashing it.

"Breakthrough!"

Hearing Zhang He's order, the Black Water Army quickly rushed out of the chaos and finally successfully broke through the encirclement.

"You guys go first, I'll stop later."

Zhang He Yujian hangs in the air, but if anyone dares to chase, he will drop a few Hunyuan thunderbolts in time.

After being bombarded indiscriminately by the enemy, he could only watch the thousands of people leave calmly.

"Hahaha...Old man, let's go too!"

Weng Shan laughed loudly, performed a fire dragon technique and rolled towards the two foundation-building opponents. At the same time, he wrapped himself in a giant flame wheel and withdrew towards Zhang He.

"Two Daoists, please help me!"

Only the remaining Baron Zhiyuan was unable to escape. Seeing that everyone had rushed out of the siege, he was so anxious that he hurriedly called for help. If he was left here alone, it would not be a dead end.

Aung Shan did not turn around when he heard the words, and he returned with a fire dragon technique, rolling towards a foundation-building cultivator.

Zhang He also used a soil cone technique at this time, but his soil cone technique was a large-area attack spell, and even Comrade Yuan Baron was shrouded in the attack range.

The soil cones of dozens of zhang and long rose together from the ground, from bottom to top, specializing in chrysanthemums.

The few people who were fighting were dodging one after another, Baron Zhiyuan tightened the chrysanthemum, and a soil cone technique hit the chrysanthemum.

Luckily, Baron Zhiyuan managed to dodge it in time. He only stabbed in more than ten inches and avoided it in time, otherwise he would have to pierce it through his mouth.

Baron Zhiyuan felt that Zhang He did it on purpose, it must be because he just sat and watched the Black Water Army attacked.

This son's arrogance is too small, and the Black Water Army of only 200 people can be compared with him as a foundation-building cultivator.

However, he ignored that even if he was the foundation building, what relationship could he have with Zhang He?

Baron Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed to escape. In addition to being stabbed by Zhang He, he was also hit in the back by a magic weapon of a foundation-building cultivator. Fortunately, he survived, and finally managed to escape from the siege.

After the team broke out of the encirclement, they quickly escaped from the Shuiyun Mountains. Along the way, they encountered several waves of defeated soldiers who escaped from the Shuiyun Mountains.

According to the information obtained from the defeated soldiers, it seems that the entire Shuiyun Mountain Range has been captured by Gong Zijian's army.

At a place more than 100 miles away from the Shuiyun Mountains, everyone finally got rid of the pursuers and could rest for the time being.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang really hides it deeply, the old man didn't miss it!"

Weng Shan only had time to take out his wine gourd and poured several sips of Peach Blossom Village aged wine into his mouth.

He had long felt that Zhang He had a hidden feeling, so he always treated him as a cultivator of the same generation.

At this moment, Baron Zhiyuan's expression was a little complicated, and he had misunderstood that there was a big fish in the small Dehua County.

Now that I am seriously injured, I really don't know what the future of Daohua County will be.

"I don't know what the two fellow Taoists will do next?"

During the breakout this time, the opponent's three foundation-building cultivators did their best to deal with Aung Shan and Baron Zhiyuan. Zhang He didn't consume too much, and his mental state was relatively good at the moment.

"After this battle, Young Master Su is no longer able to make a comeback. I think that instead of stubbornly resisting, you should take the initiative to surrender."

Aung San took another sip of wine and said frankly that when it came to surrender, he did not have any psychological burden.

Of all the people present, none of them were the heirs of Young Master Su, and there was no loyalty at all. The previous participation in the war was only a matter of coercion.

The most urgent task now is to try to protect one's own interests as much as possible. The young master is strong, and since he can't resist, it is better to take the initiative to surrender.

"I agree with Daoyou Weng's point of view~www.wuxiahere.com~ I don't know what Baron Zhiyuan thinks?"

Baron Zhiyuan covered his chest. He just ate several precious healing medicine pills. Now that his injury has stabilized a little, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth before he said.

"Since Gongzijian has won, this is the will of God. My Guliang family will naturally obey God's will and go to Gongzijian."

Baron Zhiyuan spoke beautifully about surrender, as long as he could keep himself.

A group of people only dared to rest here for a short while, then they each said goodbye and returned to their own territory.

Zhang He and Baron Zhiyuan were on the same road, but Zhang He was a subordinate when they came, and now the two have become equal in dialogue.

Even Baron Zhiyuan was afraid of Zhang He along the way because of his injury, worried that Zhang He would take advantage of the danger.

When he was about to approach Dehua County, Baron Zhiyuan felt a little relieved.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please forgive me for my clumsy eyes and ignorance of the true face of fellow Daoist."

"I don't know what Daoyou Zhang plans to do next?"

At this time, Baron Zhiyuan took the initiative to speak up, as if he had something to say.

"Of course I'll go back to my Heishui Town! Then I'll wait to submit to Young Master Jian." Zhang He replied casually.

Baron Zhiyuan still thought that Zhang He was an out-of-town foundation-building cultivator, and quietly changed his identity to Zhang He.

Maybe it's taking a house, maybe it's other methods, anyway, there are many strange techniques in the cultivation world.

But he never believed that Zhang Hehui was the son of old man Zhang.

An ordinary tenant, even a landlord, would not be able to cultivate to the foundation stage without resources.