Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The helmsman of Xia County made a start, and immediately many people showed their contempt and dissatisfaction with Zhang He.

In fact, since he joined the Sun Moon Alliance, he has never offended anyone, and he acts very low-key. When it is not necessary, he does not show up much.

Sometimes being repelled and hostile doesn't necessarily mean that you have done something to hurt others, it may just be that you are just a little bit better than others.

The so-called wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the pile will be higher than the shore, and the current will be turbulent.

Out of jealousy, others want to see you unlucky, and if you can, it's not bad to drop by the way.

In addition to jealousy, there are more than ten in this group of sub-rudder masters, who have always regarded Zhang He as a rival in love.

In the battle of the Sun Moon Alliance, most of the sub-rudders were responsible for a small area, and there was not much communication between them.

At that time, Ningjing County only sent 41 people when they were recruited to participate in the war.

At this time, everyone naturally took the opportunity to make a run to prevent Zhang He from coming to the stage, which is also a dark and refreshing thing.

Only a few sub-rudders who have cooperated with the Black Water Army know the truth, and at this time they are also happy to see the joke, and they all stand silently on the side.

At this moment, the Black Water Army team has come from the front.

The Black Water Army is obviously different from other sub-rudders. They all wear uniform standard equipment and still line up in a neat queue when they march.

It looks so conspicuous in a crowd of disorganized teams.

"I said Daoyou Zhang, in fact, this kind of empty-headed team is completely unnecessary, you can fight."

"Immortal cultivators pay attention to conforming to the way of heaven without restraint, and there is absolutely no need to suppress their nature in order to look good."

"..."

Several people shook their heads when they saw the appearance of the Black Water Army, and felt that they should not restrain the cultivators too much, and the superficial articles did not make any sense.

I was thinking in my heart, when I go back, I will train my team like this.

At this time, the elder Jiang, who presided over the ceremony, shouted loudly: "The Ningjing County is divided into the rudder, and it has assisted in repelling the powerful Nascent Soul enemy twice, beheaded 10 enemy Jin Dan, established 80 foundations, and trained 200 Qi, and obtained a total of contribution points. Reward 3900 points."

As soon as Elder Jiang's voice fell, the entire square was in an uproar.

Being able to kill a Jindan cultivator by chance on the battlefield is considered a very good result. Like Xia County who killed two Jindans just now, the results should be ranked in the top five.

The Black Water Army in Ningjing County was able to kill 10 Jindan, which was completely beyond their imagination.

They are fighting against the enemy's golden core, and many times they are not taken off their heads by the enemy's golden core and brought back to claim the merits, even if it is not bad.

In fact, the Sun and Moon Alliance also lost a lot of people in this war, naturally including the Jindan cultivator, and even more than 20 sub-helmet masters died.

What means does the Black Water Army have to kill 10 Jindan?

This is not the most shocking, can the Black Water Army help defeat the Nascent Soul powerhouse?

Nascent Soul-level battles are also something they can intervene in Foundation Establishment and Gold Core? Even a little spilled power can take their lives.

This time, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang He with admiration. It seemed that they were able to participate in the Nascent Soul-level battle, and the entire army was not destroyed.

If they are only a little stronger, they will still be jealous, but if the difference between the two sides is too great, they will only have to look up to.

Zhang He didn't pay too much attention to everyone's opinions, but left in a hurry after the celebration.

The mass of undead demon king's blood essence that had been in the space and slowly absorbed the spiritual energy had just undergone a new change just now.

Under the condition that Zhang He does not restrict his absorption of spiritual energy, after more than a year, this mass of blood has grown into a large pot.

The branch of Ningjing County acquired a site in Mingcheng, with several buildings and a large courtyard, as a branch station.

The three characters of Ning Jingyuan are hung at the entrance of the compound, and two heavily armed Blackwater soldiers stand at the entrance with halberds, looking solemn and majestic.

Zhang He hurriedly returned to Ning Jingyuan, and found a secret room and got in. The secret room was equipped with a formation that could isolate the inside and outside.

After opening the isolation formation, he got into the space.

There was a large wooden basin three feet in diameter in the space, and the blood inside was tumbling as if it were boiling.

Divine consciousness penetrated into it, and a blood cocoon had formed in the middle of the wooden basin, and the blood in the basin was rushing into the blood cocoon.

The consciousness is connected to the clone. In the world where the clone is located, the original blood lake has become a vast ocean. At this moment, it is turbulent and bloody.

In this sea of ​​blood, there is a consciousness that is recovering, very domineering, and wants to devour the clone.

At this time, the clone is fighting against this consciousness, and it is obvious that the clone is now at a disadvantage.

If it was in the past, Zhang He would definitely immediately bury this big pot of blood in the ground, no matter how great his ability was without the support of his spiritual energy, he would have to become a waste.

It's just that he saw that the blood outside was forming a cocoon, and he wanted to know what changes would happen in the future. The clone needs this blood to improve his cultivation, which may be a good thing.

Therefore, Zhang He's body stood beside the wooden basin, ready to bury it in the soil at any time.

In the blood lake, the blood waves are getting more and more intense, and the clone has reached the point where it is unstoppable.

"What...what...people? Quick...let...old...ancestor...devour...devour...you..."

The consciousness sleeping in the sea of ​​blood has awakened more and more, and now he can stammer out messages to the clone.

"Who are you? Why should you be swallowed?"

"This...zun...doesn't...die...the demon...the king was...me...devoured...devoured...is...you...the...blessing...share..."

Sure enough, the undead demon king had already left such a hand. If Zhang He had not been using it as a battery, he would have successfully woken up long ago.

If other people face this situation, there is really no way, because he can automatically absorb spiritual energy and can't stop it at all.

It's a pity that he was not very lucky and fell into Zhang He's hands. He was used as a battery for decades before, and then he was used by his clone to cultivate his consciousness by burning blood essence, but he never reached the threshold of consciousness recovery.

This time, he finally woke up from his deep sleep, his consciousness was still vague, but he found that there was another existence in his blood sea.

The dignity of his undead demon king can't be violated, and now he will devour the other party and become the nourishment for his recovery.

With the control of consciousness, the power of the blood wave is stronger, and one wave is higher than the other, rushing towards Zhang He's clone, and he will be submerged in the sea of ​​blood in the next moment.

"come out!"

As soon as Zhang He's thoughts moved, the clone was about to escape from the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, several blood columns rose from the sea of ​​blood, forming a cage, trapping the clone here.

He is a dignified and immortal demon king, so how can people come when they say it, and leave when they say they go.

The clone is now just a base-building primordial spirit, and there are not many attack methods. A divine sense attack rushed out, like a mud cow entering the sea.

The divine consciousness attack was ineffective, and the most important thing was that he had no idea where the consciousness was hidden.

"Burn!"

Zhang He suddenly tried his best to urge the Shadow Demons to practice secret techniques and burn blood essence to cultivate the primordial spirit.

Most of the blood in the blood sea has been refined by him, but when the consciousness of the undead demon king recovered, he gradually lost control.

But there is still a connection between some of the blood and him, and he has been trying his best to contact him before, trying to regain control.

Now that he has completely given up to regain control, when he destroys this practice, the blood in the sea of ​​blood quickly dries up.

"you dare……"

There was a roar in the sea of ​​blood, because a large amount of blood was destroyed and burned by the exercise, there was a gap in the cage containing the clone, and the clone took the opportunity to flash out.

The clone floated beside Zhang He from a basin of blood.

The Primordial Spirit of Foundation Establishment cannot exist independently for too long, so Zhang He immediately took out the ball made of the Yunshen Wood and let the clone burrow into it.

The current avatar has established a foundation and cultivation base, and this ball is already a bit small, and it took some effort for the avatar to squeeze into the ball.

In this state of avatar, it is impossible to control the puppet, and next time, you have to prepare a bigger home for the avatar.

The last time he bought a sacred tree in the sky palace, it has been cultivated in space for hundreds of years, and it can be used now.

When the clone flew out of the blood, the pot of blood tumbled violently, and finally returned to calm.

Then I saw the blood in the basin continue to pour into the blood cocoon, as if this group of newly awakened consciousness hadn't noticed their own situation.

In fact, with the characteristics of the undead demon king, he really doesn't have to worry about this problem. Even the god-turning powerhouse of the Great Zhou Dynasty couldn't completely kill him, so why should he be afraid?

Zhang He still stood by the wooden basin, watching the blood in the basin slowly form into a one-foot-sized blood cocoon.

At this moment, the intensity of the breath emitted by the blood cocoon is about the same as the initial stage of foundation establishment, and it does not rise any further.

Divine consciousness penetrated into it, the previous sea of ​​blood disappeared, and it became chaotic.

Now the blood cocoon looks more like an egg, in which a new life is being conceived.

Zhang He is a little hesitant now. He has two options in front of him. One is to bury the blood cocoon in the soil and continue to use it as a battery.

He now has three acres of land in his space. He supplies spiritual plants to grow on a daily basis, and consumes a lot of spiritual stones.

Such a large blood cocoon can contain countless times more spiritual energy than the previous drop of blood essence, which can save him a lot of spiritual stones.

Another option is to let this blood cocoon continue to breed, and when it becomes a formal life form, let the clone take it away.

There is a little risk in doing this, and if the life born from the blood cocoon is too strong for him to deal with, things will be a little troublesome.

After all, the body of the undead demon king is an existence equivalent to the power of a god.

But the advantage of this is also obvious. Once the body is successfully captured, he will completely get this body.

Thinking about the strange attributes of the undead demon king, and the fact that he was just tossing around with a drop of blood essence before, the body that he gave birth to must be very extraordinary.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang He still chose the latter. He would wait until the blood cocoon was successfully conceived before letting the clone take over the house.

In the previous state of blood essence, it was impossible to find the hidden place of consciousness, so that it was impossible to completely seize the body.

Now that this consciousness has appeared, it will be much easier to marvel at it after he has successfully conceived a new life.

For safety's sake, Zhang He dug a big hole next to the wooden basin, found the little skeleton, and asked him to guard the blood cocoon at all times.

The little skeleton has been active on the battlefield for the past two years, absorbing a lot of black mist, and his strength has improved greatly. Now he has been promoted to the late stage of Jindan.

Especially the weird blue flame of the little skeleton, Zhang He didn't know what kind of fire it was, maybe he could restrain the undead demon king.

One is immortal, and the other uses life as fuel, turning everything into dust.

The two sides have not officially compared, and I really don't know who will win.

The little skeleton moved a bench and sat upright next to the wooden basin, staring at the blood cocoon steadily, without blinking his eyes, blue flames beating in the empty eye frame.

Zhang He patted the little skull on the shoulder and left here temporarily, but walked to the side of the Yunshen tree.

This Yunshen tree was still a seedling when I bought it. It was planted in the space for two whole years, and I didn't forget to water it every day. Now it is seven or eight hundred years old.

Instead of cutting down the entire tree this time, he cut off an arm-thick branch from above.

Take this branch of the Immortality Tree and leave the space, and there is a special refining room in Ningjing Garden.

It is the ground fire refining room specially built by the previous owner of this yard.

Two days later, when Zhang He appeared in the space with a three-inch cube in his hand, the little skeleton still maintained the original posture and sat in front of the wooden basin.

Zhang He's consciousness penetrated into the blood cocoon again, and the chaotic state inside has begun to condense.

The clone squeezed a head out of the ball at this time, and then it got stuck. Zhang He used his spiritual sense to help pull it out a few times.

It was really uncomfortable to finally get out of the small ball and roll into a ball inside.

The clone floated in the air, stretched a few times, did a few stretching exercises, chest expansion exercises, kicking exercises...

Zhang He's consciousness pulled the clone and shoved it into the cube in his hand.

This cube still looks small, but after the clone entered it, it followed a small room, and it was quite comfortable to stay.

Another month has passed, and the blood cocoon in the tub is still lying there quietly.

However, Zhang He's consciousness probed into it and found that there had been changes in it, and an embryo had begun to take shape.

More importantly, Zhang He found the sea of ​​​​knowledge from the head that the embryo could barely distinguish.

In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, a gorgeous red bird saw Zhang He appear, and showed his teeth and claws at Zhang He.~www.wuxiahere.com~ It turns out that this demon king is still a bird monster.

Now that the sea of ​​consciousness and the primordial spirit have appeared, the seizure of this body can finally be carried out.

Zhang He did not withdraw from this sea of ​​consciousness, and the clone immediately appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately flew towards the gorgeous bird on the opposite side.

This little bird is quite fierce. It uses both claws and sharp beaks. Instead, it tore off several pieces from the avatar and swallowed it. If Zhang He's body consciousness was not on the side, the avatar would not be able to take advantage of it.

The main body spreads out the divine consciousness of the Nascent Soul, completely imprisoning this little bird.

"Presumptuous, do you think you can be safe by occupying my body? Why don't you let me go!"

Xiaoniao stared at Zhang He, and said through voice transmission.

"This is just a clone of the old man. You dare to blaspheme the clone of the old man. When the other clones of the old man arrive, you will die without a place to be buried."

Zhang He ignored the other party. He had already offended him anyway, so he would not be intimidated by just a few words.