Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is majestic, with a radius of hundreds of miles and a population of millions. It is the most prosperous place in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

According to the news from the Shadow Pavilion, this time in the trade fair in Dadu, there will be a variety of rare elixir.

At the same time, Zhang He also had some thousand-year-old elixir in his hand, and he wanted to exchange it for spirit stones or other materials.

Zhang He stood at the gate of the city and looked up at the majestic city wall more than 100 meters high. At first glance, it was shocking. What he saw in his life was only comparable to the Three Gorges Dam.

With one hand, Chi Yan was retracted into the space, and then strode towards the city gate.

He didn't know, because the small action of taking Chi Yan into the space casually caused huge trouble to the red-haired youth.

When he sensed that he was getting closer and closer to the other party and was about to catch up, he suddenly disappeared.

"Damn, hiding your head and showing your tail, it's a shame for the undead demon king, it's better not to let me catch you."

The red-haired young man gritted his teeth and cursed, and chased in the direction where the induction disappeared.

A day later, the red-haired young man appeared outside Dadu City, looked at the tall and majestic city walls, hesitated for a long time, and finally walked towards the city with gritted teeth.

As a part of the undead demon king, he was reborn and reborn. When his strength failed to recover, he had a natural fear of the strong human race.

This is an important place for the human race, especially in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where strong people gather, and any strong person can break him up and seal him again.

Entering the city like this is like going into a wolf's den naked.

Fortunately, there is no special crisis right now. The guards at the city gate only charged him 2 taels of silver and put him in without any investigation.

The red-haired youth breathed a sigh of relief after successfully entering the city.

Ten thousand years ago, when shemales and monsters fought against each other, there were special magic weapons at the gates of this kind of human race, which could identify the shemales and prevent them from sneaking into the city.

Even the shadow demon who is best at hiding among the demons cannot escape under the detection of this magic weapon.

The red-haired young man had already lost his sense of aura. After entering the city, he watched people coming and going, but couldn't think of any way. He could only find a place to live and wait until the aura appeared.

When the red-haired youth entered the city, Zhang He was in a huge hall.

This is a grand gathering of high-level monks, and thousands of Jindan monks gathered in the hall.

There were also many helmsmen in the Sun Moon Alliance who participated in the event. Not long after Zhang He entered the hall, he found Mei Yingxue, followed by her best friend Zhong Shuyi.

In front of Mei Yingxue stood a young man with a folding fan and a purple robe, who was talking to Mei Yingxue at the moment.

"Fairy Mei, I made a poem a few days ago, and I asked the fairy to taste it!"

Mei Yingxue didn't have any interest in the people in front of her, and she didn't want to listen to the so-called poetry. She just looked around the venue, looking around, looking a little cold.

Ordinary people in the Zhou Dynasty did not know how to read, but the nobles only focused on training and the enjoyment of life. No one was so boring to engage in so-called poetry.

This purple-robed youth even knew how to write poetry, so he must be quite gifted in poetry.

"Fairy Mei, please help me straighten the axe and see if it needs to be modified."

The youth in purple robe didn't care whether Mei Yingxue was listening or not, and immediately read aloud: "Dayang Lake, Yanghu Lake is big, there are lotus flowers on Dayang Lake, and there are toads on the lotus flowers, every poke and jump!"

"Nice poem!"

"Good poetry! It's the best song of my Great Zhou Dynasty for ten thousand years!"

Before Mei Yingxue could say anything, several cultivators around had already praised loudly, and some were still shaking their heads and chanting and chewing the sentences.

Zhang He, who was walking here, of course also heard it, and his goosebumps fell to the ground.

Mei Yingxue, who was absent-mindedly looking left and right, saw Zhang He appear, and immediately walked out of the crowd smiling like a flower.

"Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mei Yingxue walked up to Zhang He's side, as charming as she was angry.

This scene made the purple-robed youth stunned, how did this very cold iceberg beauty melt in an instant? How could this make him accept this fact in his heart?

The purple-robed youth was unconvinced, walked towards Zhang He, and bowed his hands.

"Excuse me, what is the name of this fellow Daoist?"

"In the next Sun and Moon Alliance Zhang He."

"It turned out to be a member of the Sun Moon Alliance."

The purple-robed youth seemed to be a little disdainful of Zhang He's background.

"In today's Da Zhou royal family's 382nd grandson Zhou Tong, in terms of seniority, I am a generation older than the current Zhou King, and the Zhou King still has to call me Uncle Wang."

The young man in purple robe said this with a very contented expression. Although there are many people like him in the royal family, he still feels a lot of face to carry it at this time.

"Oh! I want to go to other places to see, so I will say goodbye first."

Zhang He did not immediately bow down because of the other party's royal body.

To elaborate, he was also a person of status in his previous life, and their Zhang family members were all a branch of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor.

He was also a descendant of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns. It was only later that his family fell into disrepair and he was reduced to moving bricks and **** screws for a living.

In terms of his identity, he is not worse than Zhou Tong at all, but he is relatively low-key.

Zhang He didn't wait for Zhou Tong to reply, he took Mei Yingxue's little hand and walked to other places.

This hall is very wide. Since it is a spirit medicine trade fair that gathers high-level monks from all over the world, many monks have taken out the spirit medicines they want to trade and placed them in front of them at will.

Zhang He and Mei Yingxue strolled slowly in the hall together, followed by the big light bulb Zhong Shuyi.

Occasionally, when I see a suitable elixir, I will also buy one or two plants.

There are also some people who will write their needs on a wooden board and place them in front of them. If there is a suitable elixir in the Zhanghe space, they will also sell some elixir.

This fair will last for many days, and it is just the beginning, many treasures have not yet been born.

There will be large auctions in the future. It is said that several rare treasures have been collected and will be released at the auction.

Zhang He turned around a corner, and a person was sitting cross-legged on the wall in front of him.

"Aowu!"

This person is exactly the same as the Aowu puppet he got before, and he doesn't know if it is Aowu's body or another puppet.

"This fellow Daoist seems to know you?"

Ao Wu turned his head to look at Zhang He, a little puzzled, their Ao family is very famous among the Western countries, and many Jindan cultivators know him.

But in the Central Plains, he is not well-known, and not many people know him.

"Xia Xia was born in the country of Lu, and the reputation of the arrogant Taoist friend is like thunder, how can you not know it."

As Zhang He spoke, he naturally walked to Ao Wu. He killed the other party's clone. As long as he didn't say it, no one should know.

When I got closer, I could see clearly that there was a sign on a wooden board in front of Ao Wu, "I want to buy Qinglong wood with a lot of money."

The corner of Zhang He's mouth twitched slightly, wondering whether Qinglongmu had a special effect on Aowu. After so many years, Aowu was still looking for Qinglongmu.

"I don't know if you have Qinglong Wood in your hands. If you do, you hope that fellow Daoists can trade one, and I am willing to trade with a golden core puppet."

The last time the two were at the auction was to compete for Azure Dragon Wood.

The green dragon tree was planted in the space. Although it was chopped down several times, it is still alive and stubbornly. Now the trunk has grown to more than two thousand years.

He plans to raise it for a while before cutting it down and refining it into the Five Elements Mountain.

Among the magical treasures of the Five Elements Mountain, only the wood attribute is relatively weak, which limits the exertion of the power of the Five Elements Mountain.

In the face of the conditions Ao Wu offered, although he was moved, he still restrained the urge to trade.

What happened to him and Aowu's last clone made him have to be cautious. He was afraid that if he traded Qinglongmu, he would become a capital enemy.

"Sorry, I don't have a treasure like Qinglongmu that can be encountered but not sought after."

Zhang He bowed his hands and led Mei Yingxue away.

The two walked around again, and then walked to the corner of the hall, where some dining tables were placed, and many monks rested and ate here.

As soon as the two sat down, a maid came over to say hello.

"May I ask what the two seniors need to eat? We have professional spirit chefs here who can cook all kinds of spirit materials."

Zhang He took the menu handed over by the maid, and he and Mei Yingxue each ordered an ingredient. Zhang He likes meat, and Mei Yingxue eats a bit more vegetarian, and only needs a fried bamboo shoot.

As soon as the two were about to start eating, Chi Yan in the space was already protesting. He was only growing up and couldn't be hungry.

Helpless, Zhang He could only dig into a cover-up spirit beast bag and release Chi Yan from the space.

"Wow! What a beautiful bird!"

When Mei Yingxue saw Chi Yan appear, she was immediately overwhelmed by her beauty, and she stretched out a hand to gesture.

"Can I touch your bird?"

"Of course you can, just lightly, just don't pinch it."

Mei Yingxue put her palm on Chi Yan's body, grabbed it gently, stroked it back and forth, her eyes narrowed slightly, she seemed to enjoy it very much, and then she simply rubbed it on her face.

Chi Yan's face was reluctant, he came out to eat, not to play with girls.

At this moment, the first purple-robed Zhou Tong didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he walked to the restaurant with a group of poetry lovers shaking his head.

Seeing that Mei Yingxue was playing with birds with great enthusiasm, she also shook her folding fan and came over to chat up.

"Yo! This bird is so beautiful, is it a fairy's spiritual pet?"

"This is an unfinished spiritual pet that I raised under my care, making friends laugh."

Mei Yingxue did not answer, Zhang He responded on his behalf.

Only then did Zhang He notice that on the folding fan of this product, one side was handsome and the other was beautiful.

He even wondered if the surnamed Zhou was so fond of smug looks. The last time he met the man named Zhou Yang at the crater, he seemed to have an extraordinary appearance and seemed to like smug looks too.

"I wonder if fellow Daoist Zhou knows a senior named Zhou Yang?"

"It turns out that fellow Daoist knows Zhou Yang's ancestor. This ancestor is also a member of the Great Zhou royal family. He is more than 30 generations older than me."

Hearing Zhang He mentioning Patriarch Zhou Yang, Zhou Tong couldn't help but look up to Zhang He. Patriarch Zhou Yang was his idol, and he made Patriarch Zhou Yang his lifelong learning goal since he was a child.

"Patriarch Zhou Yang is a beautiful man who is famous in Dadu, and even in the entire Zhou Dynasty.

There was a popular saying in Dadu, "Those who do not know the beauty of Zhou Yang have no eyes."

Countless noble women in the Great Zhou Dynasty swore that they would not marry the ancestors of Zhou Yang for the rest of their lives, and would rather be alone and widow for the rest of their lives.

Every week, Old Ancestor Yang shows up, and there are countless people who offer their own pillow seats..."

When Zhang He came out of the crater last time, he was suddenly stared at by two Nascent Souls. At that time, he was extremely frightened and panicked. On the surface, he tried to calm down, but he didn't dare to look too much at how the two looked.

Today, I heard Zhou Tong boasting so much about Zhou Yang, and when I think about it, it seems that he really looks like a man, and he is not much worse than himself.

"I heard that Zhou Yang's ancestor has returned to Dadu recently, and he may also come to the trade fair to see it."

Zhou Tong cupped his hands to Zhang He, returned to his seat and sat down.

Now it is obvious that Fairy Mei is already Zhang He's person, and he is also a person of status, so he can't always make fun of himself.

His goal is to conquer the world's female nuns with his own charm, just like the ancestor Zhou Yang.

It's just that he didn't know that the sour poems he studied all day could not add much color to his charm.

When Zhang He took Chi Yan out of the space, on the second floor of an inn in Dadu City, the red-haired young man was eating with one end of Yangchun noodles.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and this feeling appeared again.

Immediately, he threw the noodle bowl in his hand, and he didn't even give the money for the noodles.

The shop assistant was so angry that he was in the back, screaming out the window and cursing for an afternoon.

On the other side, in the restaurant, Mei Yingxue was still holding Chi Yan and feeling it, reluctant to let go.

Just when the clone felt a little helpless, a phantom appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness space.

"The catastrophe is imminent, and I'm still picking up girls here."

The avatar was startled by the sudden appearance of the phantom, and the consciousness of the immortal demon king, which was immortal, finally appeared again.

Immediately, the clone rushed towards the phantom, but passed through the phantom.

"Don't waste your energy, this is just my consciousness projection, you can't hurt me.

If you want to be devoured with me, go ahead. "

At this time, Zhang He no longer tried to kill the consciousness of the undead demon king.

"What's the matter?"

"The body of this deity has been dismembered and sealed in different places. After tens of thousands of years, every part of the body can generate a consciousness.

When the awakened consciousness reaches a certain distance, ~www.wuxiahere.com~ can sense each other's existence and guide everyone to devour each other.

Of course, only my consciousness born from the heart is orthodox, the others are crooked. "

Zhang He ignored the last sentence of the undead demon king Xuying, "Do you mean to sense that there are other limbs nearby?"

"Yes, and it is approaching here."

"Then you can just swallow him, didn't you just say that you are the orthodox?

You go to devour, I have given permission. "

Xu Ying's face was a little ugly, "My recovery time is too short, and you have been tossing me for so long, the old man is now a tiger and Pingyang being bullied by a dog.

I can sense that his strength is very strong, and he should have engulfed and fused many other limbs, and it is almost here. "

Hearing this, Zhang He didn't dare to be careless, his body softened and shrank, and he broke free from Mei Yingxue's hand.

Then it was caught by the body and stuffed into the space.