Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Based on the army of the Sui Kingdom, Gongzijian integrated the conquered forces, and confronted the family alliance led by Gongzifei on both sides of the Lejiang River.

The war between the two sides has intensified. Recently, Zhang He has seen several battles between Jindan cultivators.

Recently, several Jindan cultivators on Gongzijian's side were uncharacteristically and fought very hard.

With that frenzied and desperate look, it felt like he didn't take his own life seriously.

In the face of the mad dog attack from Gong Zijian's side, the clan alliance can only accept the move. Once the war is lost, even if his clan voluntarily surrenders, a layer of skin will be shaved off.

Zhang Hezang waited underground for several months.

The little skeleton seemed to be stuck at a critical point for a while, and it was no longer effective to absorb those ordinary black mist.

Perhaps it is necessary to absorb more and stronger black mist to help the little skeleton break through the bottleneck in front of him.

Zhang He feels that his current state of mind is not very healthy. He hides in a dark corner every day and doesn't want to do good things, and every day expects others to die.

Every time he saw that Jindan cultivator was seriously injured and not dead, he felt deeply regretful in his heart.

On this day, there was another battle between several Jindan cultivators, and the battle was extremely fierce.

An ancestor of the family who returned to Gong Zijian's command doesn't know why he is crazy. Maybe he thinks life is too boring, maybe he has been fooled, maybe Zhang He's secret prayer finally paid off, in short, this is the Jin Dan. The monk did not want to live.

This Jindan ancestor did not dodge or evade in the face of the attack, and adopted the method of perishing together. In the end, while ruining his own life, he finally seriously injured a Jindan cultivator from the alliance.

Seeing the dead ancestor falling from the sky like a rag bag, Zhang Helian fled to the scene of the incident.

After waiting for several months to finally see a Jindan cultivator die in battle, how could he miss such a good opportunity.

However, Zhang He couldn't get too close due to the fierce battle between the Golden Core cultivators.

When he was still more than ten feet away from the corpse, a black-faced general of the Sui Kingdom Jindan rolled up his sleeves and rolled up the corpse of the Jindan cultivator on the ground, and then flew back with a calm expression.

Zhang He hides deep hatred in his heart. It's just a corpse. Does it need to be taken away so quickly?

If it wasn't for him, he would get out of the ground now and beat the opponent.

Zhang He was very unwilling in his heart, he tried his best to restrain his breath, quietly followed behind the black-faced cultivator, and fled to the military camp of the Sui Kingdom.

The black-faced monk flew directly to a large tent and greeted a soldier of the Sui State.

"You help me to invite the head of the Weng family, and said that I asked him to discuss something important, and asked him to come over and talk quickly."

After Xiaobing was ordered to leave, the black-faced cultivator strode into his large tent, and threw the dead body in his hand to the corner and ignored it.

After a while, the Weng family's Jindan period ancestor walked into the big tent with a respectful face, and first saluted the black-faced cultivator.

"I wonder what the general is looking for from me?"

"That's right. I feel that the ancestor of the Zhao clan has reacted a bit abnormally during this period of time, especially the cause of death today is a bit strange, so I want to invite you to come and check it together."

The black-faced cultivator walked to the corpse on the ground as he spoke, and the Weng family ancestor did not suspect that he was there, so he also walked to the corpse.

The black-faced monk groped for a while on the corpse, but found no other results, but found a storage bag from the corpse.

When the ancestor of the Weng family turned his attention to the storage bag, the corpse on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

From the corpse's eyes, an invisible huge divine consciousness rushed out, heading straight for the ancestor of the Weng family who was close at hand.

The ancestor of the Weng family suddenly felt dizzy as if he had been hit hard. He only held on for a breath before he fell to the ground.

The strange scene happened in front of him, Zhang He's consciousness hidden in the ground witnessed the whole process.

He was already terrified. The same thing happened to him outside Jishui County last time, when he was almost taken over by a shadow demon.

Fortunately, his consciousness is abnormal, far stronger than that of ordinary people, so he was lucky enough to save a small life.

Now this scene reappeared in front of his eyes again, allowing him to spy on a huge secret.

Because he devoured the consciousness of the shadow demon, he inherited the memory of a shadow demon, knowing that the shadow demon has no entity and can change the body from time to time.

This can explain the reason why the Jindan cultivators on Gongzi Jian's side have been mad and desperate recently. It turned out that they were already walking corpses controlled by shadow demons.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Weng family was still lying on the ground with a grim face, while the black-faced cultivator stood aside and focused all his energy on this.

The black-faced cultivator was helping the shadow demon to successfully seize the house at the moment, but he failed to notice that black mist was rising from the corpse that was thrown in the corner.

Before these black mists could float into the air, they silently infiltrated into the ground as if they were gravitational.

Zhang He seized the opportunity of the black-faced cultivator to divert his attention, sneaked into the body within ten feet, and let the little skeleton absorb the black gas emanating from the body with all his strength.

Time passed slowly, and just after the little skeleton absorbed all the black mist from the corpse, the ancestor of the Weng family who fell on the ground also woke up at this moment.

After the ancestor of the Weng family woke up, he shook his head and stretched his hands and feet on the ground several times.

"Thank you General for your help!"

"You're welcome, for the sake of our clan's great cause, this is my duty." The black-faced cultivator waved his hand and said in a thoughtful manner.

"Haha, tomorrow you can go to kill the Quartet again! Regardless of the outcome, it's the human race that will die anyway."

"If it weren't for this~www.wuxiahere.com~ These human race golden pills are greedy and afraid of things, and they are not willing to fight for their lives."

The two discussed happily here, showing their courage by using the lives of the human cultivators.

Zhang He, who was hiding in the ground, had already restrained his breath, and slowly escaped to the outside of the large military camp of the Sui Kingdom.

The information he got just now was too shocking and had a great impact on his heart. He needed to digest and think about it quietly.

Zhang He returned to the temporary cave he hid in the underground, and found that the little skeleton began to sleep again after absorbing the black mist on the body of Jindan.

I don't know how long it will take him to sleep this time before he wakes up. It is estimated that when he wakes up next time, he should become a Jindan-level thug.

Now that the little skeleton began to sleep again, there was no need for him to hide anymore.

There was nothing in the temporary cave mansion, so Zhang He packed up casually and dived towards the Blackwater Army camp.

In a tent in the center of the Black Water Army camp, Ma Gan, He Xiaoyu, and Qiu Gu were drinking tea and chatting.

At this moment, a head suddenly appeared on the ground, which startled all the people sitting there. The three of them almost raised their knives and were about to slash. Fortunately, they found Zhang He in time, so they hurriedly put their hands away.

"Sir!"

"I've seen your son!"

Zhang He climbed out of the soil, waved to the three of them, and patted the non-existent soil on his robe.

"I passed by here and came to see it."

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