Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The three flew according to the established route in the poisonous fog swamp for five days, and finally reached their destination.

This is a large black swamp area. Before anyone gets close, you can smell a rancid stench. There are not even birds in the sky above the swamp, and it looks dead silent.

When they arrived, there were already two dozen people waiting on the edge of the swamp.

These people were both male and female, and most of them were Yuan Ying practitioners, and Zhang He was only a minority.

"Ji Xuanzi!"

"Chen Wu Jiu!"

"Jiang Hongyuan!"

Several people made a sound of surprise at the same time. It turned out that the three enemies of Chen Guo had all met.

After staring at each other for a few times, the three gradually approached. Now the atmosphere is tense, and almost as long as there is a spark, it can be ignited.

Zhang He secretly made preparations to start at any time, and his spiritual consciousness communicated with the Five Elements Mountain in his dantian, maintaining a state that he could sacrifice at any time.

"Hahaha……"

"It's just right, we just happen to go hand in hand!"

"It's all a family, so it's natural not to be cheap for outsiders."

Facts have proved that Zhang He is still too young. Not only did the three old foxes not fight, but they were as close as they saw their own brothers, and they were ready to work together.

The three of them opened a soundproof shield and chatted for a long time inside, their expressions sometimes being wretched, sometimes upright, and sometimes showing a knowing smile.

After a long time, the three of them finished their discussions, and Elder Jiang walked back to Mei Yun and Zhang He.

"Several people have already entered and pulled people out. Most of the forces of the Great Zhou Dynasty have participated. Among them, the three forces of our Chen Kingdom are relatively weak, and for the time being, we can only cooperate and form a group."

Elder Jiang said and pointed to the seemingly calm and dead swamp ahead.

"To go to the ruins, you must go through this swamp, but you can't fly over this swamp, you can only walk over the surface of the swamp.

There is a black snake hidden in it, about the strength of Jindan, but the number is large, too few people can easily be besieged by it and dragged into the quagmire. "

At this time, Zhang He realized that everyone was waiting here because they wanted to gather more people to distract the black snake.

Zhang He picked up a branch and threw it into the black swamp, only to see that the branch quickly sank in the swamp.

This swamp is full of bottomless black sludge. If you can't fly, once you fall into it, you can't focus on it, and you can only be slowly swallowed by the quagmire.

This is a little troublesome. If the water is on the surface, you can get a wooden board or get a small boat to cross it.

Even the branches of this swamp will sink, and it cannot fly. There is also a kind of snake in the swamp, always thinking of pulling you down.

Just when Zhang He was exploring the swamp, another group of monks came. There were about ten people, and they looked a little embarrassed.

"Friend Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Some acquaintances in the crowd took the initiative to approach and ask.

"Hey! Bad luck, we encountered a group of crazy ghost-faced flying ants on the way, and our two teams rushed forward through the flying ant colony, but we still suffered a big loss."

Everyone, including Zhang He, sympathized with what happened to this fellow Daoist Jin.

"Everyone, more than 30 people have gathered now. We will set off in an hour. What do you think?"

The person who spoke was a late Nascent Soul strong man, known as Shouyuan Real Man in the Immortal Cultivation World, and had a high reputation in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Among the thirty or so people at the scene, his cultivation was the highest.

No one objected to Shouyuan's proposal, and he was preparing silently.

Some people meditate to recharge their batteries, and some people search for some branches, vines, weeds, etc. around the swamp, tie these things together, and throw them on the swamp at critical moments to temporarily ease the sinking trend.

It's just that the vegetation in the poisonous fog swamp is extremely scarce, and it has been searched several times by the previous group of monks, and it is difficult to find a weed now.

Zhang He closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged, but his consciousness entered the space.

In addition to the small skeleton and Chi Yan, there are also several puppets doing farm work.

Zhang He looked around in the space. He wanted to prepare some wooden boards, but the space was filled with spirit stones, and it would be a bit too wasteful to cut down the feet.

Looking left and right, still a little reluctant.

In the end, a green spirit wood that was a little crooked was selected. This kind of spirit wood is generally used for refining flying boat puppets. It is considered to be of relatively low value among the spirit trees grown in space. The most important thing is that it is still crooked. .

Zhang He chopped down the tree and arranged for Chi Yan and Xiao Skull to divide it into planks.

In a corner of the space, there was still a pile of straw, which he had cut when he was cultivating fine seeds in the space before.

The straw of the second-order Linggu also contains a little spiritual energy. If it falls into the hands of mortals, it is definitely a good product to strengthen the body, nourish the kidneys, nourish the bears, and delay aging.

In Zhang He's hands, it can only be used as firewood, but now it is useful.

Let Chi Yan use straw to refine some straw ropes. It doesn't need to be very good, as long as it is strong enough and can be controlled with divine sense.

After the arrangement, I found a storage bag in the space and filled it with straw. Things that used to be worthless in the past have now become life-saving things.

Zhang He, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes at this moment.

Seeing that Elder Jiang and Elder Mei each took a small handful of weeds, they were carefully wrapping them together to make them appear as generous as possible.

The two searched the neighborhood, and even found the grass roots, only to find this small handful, and almost got into a fight with other monks.

"Elder Jiang, Elder Mei, I happen to have some straws here that I don't need, so I just give it to the two of you."

As Zhang He said, he handed the storage bag containing the straw to the two of them.

The two elders Jiang Mei probed inside and found that the storage bag with a square meter was stuffed with straw.

"Thank you Elder Zhang!"

The two took over the storage bag, took half of the straw inside, and returned the storage bag to Zhang He.

They really didn't understand why Zhang He brought so many useless straws with him.

You must know that the storage bag space is limited, and everyone usually wants to empty all the useless things. How can a pile of weeds occupy the storage space.

Elder Jiang poured out a large pile of straw, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

These Nascent Soul powerhouses, who usually occupy one side to make a fortune, are now showing greedy eyes at a pile of weeds.

Or Elder Jiang saw that the opportunity was not good, and sold some of the straw in his hand to Chen Wu Jiu and Ji Xuanzi at a high price.

Interest is really a good thing, it can make relatives turn against each other, and it can also become close to the enemy who killed his father.

However, some people did not give up and walked up to Zhang He.

"This little friend, I don't know if there is any extra straw in my hand, the old man is willing to pay a high price to buy it."

"There are still some, but there are not many, I have to use it myself..."

Zhang He put up the shelf and said with deliberation.

"I don't ask for much, little friend only needs to give out a little bit."

Without saying a word, the old man shoved a spiritual stone into Zhang He's hand.

Zhang He took a look at the spirit stone in his hand and found that it was a third-order spirit stone.

The third-order spirit stones are equivalent to 100 second-order spirit stones and 10,000 first-order spirit stones. This is the first time Zhang He has seen real objects.

Now that everyone had paid for the spiritual stones, Zhang He took out a bundle of straw from the space and handed it over to the old man.

Since the old man made a start, all the cultivators followed suit, and each went to Zhang He to spend 10,000 low-grade spirit stones to buy a bundle of straw.

This should be the most expensive straw in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There were more than 30 people at the scene, and each bought a bundle of straw from Zhang He. In a short period of time, he earned 300,000 spirit stones.

"Okay, presumably everyone is almost ready, let's go now."

Master Shouyuan stood up, said hello to everyone, and rushed towards the swamp ahead, and the others immediately followed.

Zhang He followed behind Elder Jiang and rushed into the swamp. There was no place to stay. Everyone could only rush through the swamp in one go. If they stayed for a while, they might be swallowed by the swamp.

Zhang He stepped on the black mud of the swamp with one foot, and immediately felt his body sink.

Everyone rushed forward so quickly, and no one dared to stop for a while.

At this moment, a large snake suddenly appeared in the swamp in the middle of the team and rolled towards a Jindan cultivator.

The Jindan cultivator could only use a flying sword to slash the serpent, but unexpectedly another hidden serpent suddenly sprang up, entangled the Jindan at once, and was about to drag it into the quagmire.

"Beast!"

A fellow Nascent Soul cultivator shouted loudly, the flying sword was cut out, and the big snake was cut into two pieces.

Jindan cultivator broke free from the snake, but at this moment, nearly half of his body had sunk into the mud.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but there was nothing he could do, he could only sink deeper and deeper.

The rest of the cultivators quickly passed by the Jindan cultivator, not daring to stay too long, and even less able to rescue them, which might trap themselves in it.

"help me!"

"help me!"

"Friend Zhang save me, I will give out 1 million spirit stones!"

At this moment, Zhang He just rushed past him~www.wuxiahere.com~ Jindan cultivator desperately called for help like he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

Seeing that this person just spent 10,000 spirit stones to buy his own straw, and now he has paid 1 million more, Zhang He felt that it was his duty to save a life.

While rushing forward, he threw two wooden boards forward, and when his feet stepped on the wooden boards, he threw a straw rope to the Jindan cultivator behind him with a flick of his hand.

Jindan cultivator really grabbed the life-saving straw at this moment, and he never let it go.

Zhang He stood on the wooden board and pulled hard, finally dragging Jindan cultivator out of the mud.

At this time, the two wooden boards under his feet had sunk into the mud, and if he stayed for a while, he should sink.

He hurriedly threw two more straws forward, and stepped on the straw with both feet, only to be a little more secure.

Looking back, the Jindan cultivator finally set foot on the road again.

Zhang He only hoped that he would not die on the next road, after all, this Jin Dan owed him 1 million spiritual stones.