Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Due to the temporary rebellion of his subordinates, the plans of the twelve noble families were disrupted, and the countermeasures had to be re-discussed.

This negotiation took several months, and after countless rounds of arguing, an agreement was finally reached.

The Twelve aristocrats decided to take the risk and organize the family forces to attack from the ground in multiple ways, posing as an attack, creating a big momentum and attracting the attention of Jingshan Kingdom.

Eleven remaining powerhouses from the twelve families rushed to Jingshan directly from the sky at the same time.

As long as you enter Jingshan, you will be able to let the Jingshan country throw the rat-proof weapon, and dare not use that kind of powerful magic weapon easily.

If Zhang He hadn't overheard the negotiation process of these god-turning powerhouses, it would be perfect indeed.

Coupled with the fact that the mobile phones they carry have positioning functions, the effect of this strategy is greatly reduced.

However, the eleven god-turning powerhouses attacked Jingshan together, and it was equally difficult to deal with it.

Jingshan Kingdom now has only three "little boys" and four gods, and there is still no chance of winning if they fight recklessly.

After Zhang He learned the information, he thought for a long time.

The major noble monks on the ground are just bait and can be ignored for the time being.

The point is that these eleven gods, with the four gods of Jingshan Kingdom, can't take advantage of it directly.

Zhang He has seen several times the powerhouses of the gods take action, and he has also seen many monks soaring.

From it, he gradually guessed some rules. Maybe he didn't need to fight recklessly, and the big gods would fly directly to the immortal world. After all, the immortal world is the final destination of the strong gods.

Zhang He ordered the communication system to monitor the position of the eleven gods at all times, waiting for the most suitable opportunity.

On this day, the communication system showed that the eleven powerful gods were moving fast in the direction of Jingshan Kingdom.

It's just too scattered, whether it's the "little boy" or the Avatar Avatar, they can't completely intercept it, and they can only continue to wait.

Soon the eleven gods crossed the border of Jingshan Kingdom, but Zhang He still didn't move.

Until these eleven people all flew out of the east side of the city, they have all gathered together.

At this time, it is obviously inappropriate to use "little boy" again, and it is easy to accidentally hurt one's own people.

Zhang He's deity entered the space and looked at the little skeleton and the three avatars.

"It's up to you now."

"After leaving the space, you must seal the memory of the space."

"Little Skull, don't act alone."

"…"

Above the Jingshan Mountain, four tyrannical auras that belong to the gods suddenly rose.

The people of Donglin City had long heard that Jingshan Kingdom had powerful gods, but it was not known until today that there were not only four, but also four.

This number far exceeds the tradition of only one God Transformation for the top-level wealthy clans, but now we have to face the siege of twelve wealthy families, is it enough for only these four Transformation Gods?

Four god-turning powerhouses rose from the Jingshan Mountain and flew out of the city.

Seeing the four gods of Jingshan Kingdom, the eleven patriarchs who came in were obviously taken aback. With this strength, even if they didn't use that strange magic weapon, they would be able to destroy any of their families.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Twelve aristocrats, the Jingshan Kingdom must not stay.

"Hahaha... Is it just the four of you?"

When the patriarch of the Ying clan saw the cultivator of Jingshan Kingdom, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least now he doesn't have to worry about that powerful magic weapon. Jingshan Kingdom can't even bombard his own people.

The rest of the Patriarchs had almost the same mentality at this moment, all of them surrounded Xiao Skull and the other four.

"Everyone, let's go ahead and kill these four gods first."

Eleven God Transformation powerhouses shot at the same time at the same time, and this power is enough to describe it as earth-shattering.

With the battlefield of fifteen people as the center, the ground shook violently, and the houses in the east side of the city, dozens of miles away, collapsed.

The spiritual energy in the air is tumbling and surging, and various magic weapons and supernatural powers can cover the sky and the sun.

Since the spiritual powerhouses are all extracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, at this moment the spiritual energy of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is constantly surging in this direction, and the spiritual energy in some places is directly drawn into a vacuum.

In this battle, the Jingshan Kingdom was generally in the weakest position. After only a short time, Zhang He's two clones had already been beaten to pieces, and he could only get out of his body and continue to fight in the air.

The aura around the little skeleton turned into a sea of ​​blue fire, and anyone or anything that came close to it would turn into dust.

But in this case, his supernatural powers are limited to self-protection.

Zhang He's avatar persisted, looking at the sky with his divine sense from time to time, waiting for a certain moment to appear.

At this moment, a space crack appeared in the void, and everyone in the on-site battle felt a gravitational force from the upper realm.

"Damn it! It's going to fly again."

A cultivator could only curse, and then flew high into the sky along this gravitational force.

Zhang He's many clones naturally felt this gravitational force, and wanted to resist, but felt that the whole world was rejecting him, and he couldn't stand in this world at all.

During the upward ascent, one of his clones tried to fly obliquely, trying to get closer to the little skeleton.

At the moment when the little skeleton was touched, the clone and the little skeleton disappeared into the air at the same time.

After the clone and the little skeleton returned to the space, the gravitational force disappeared. Zhang He's guess was right, and the space could indeed isolate the rising gravitational force.

"what!"

The patriarchs, who were ascending upwards, were shocked when they saw Zhang He and the little skeleton disappear.

They did not expect that someone could escape from the ascension process at this pass.

Although I don't know what method Zhang He used, this is extremely unfavorable to their twelve nobles.

All of them have soared. If Jingshan Kingdom still leaves two gods, all of them will be annexed by Jingshan Kingdom.

"Reporting to the Immortal Envoy, someone cheated!"

It is said that the ascension of the Immortal Cultivation Realm is dominated by the immortal envoys of the Immortal Realm. The Patriarch does not know whether the rumors are true or not. There is no way to do it now, so he can only try it temporarily.

However, the small reports he typed seemed to be of no use, and there was no response in the sky.

On the contrary, it was the remaining two spirits of Jingshan Kingdom, another one suddenly disappeared into the void, and another one managed to escape.

This made the patriarchs of the twelve wealthy families collapse, and it should be difficult for their families to escape the fate of being wiped out.

Zhang He's deity was in the space, and he felt a lot more relaxed when he saw the two clones that had successfully returned.

As long as the space is still useful, his deity can safely break through to the God Transformation stage in the future.

There is still a clone that continues to soar, and he does not intend to take this clone back.

He wants to let the clone go to the fairy world to see what is going on. If the clone can gain a firm foothold in the fairy world, he may be able to make the clone a fairy world coordinate in the future, and he can freely communicate with the fairy world through space and clone.

In the void, since Zhang He used the space to escape the three of them, the gravitational force from the upper realm suddenly increased several times.

Everyone flew towards the space crack in the void at a faster speed.

Zhang He felt that he was pulled directly into the space crack by a force, and then the sky was spinning.

After a long time, it flew out of the space crack again, and the outside world was very different.

Below, is a huge planet, vaguely recognizable, it is the world of immortality where they once lived and practiced.

Above is a vast expanse of starry sky, and a moon in the distance, and now some vague buildings can be seen above.

This is completely different from the beautiful fairyland in the legend.

Zhang He is still pondering in his heart, isn't this space!

Although I haven't been there in my last life, there are still some people who have been there.

If this is soaring, he can completely let the research institute build a space vehicle and fly up by himself, without the need for divine soaring.

I just don't understand why people on this planet regard space as a fairyland, and give full play to their imagination and describe it so beautifully.

As for the Eleven God Transformation Patriarchs, they are also very confused at the moment, with a question mark on their forehead, which is completely different from what they imagined, and they can't adapt to it for a while.

Several people were still thinking about it, and there was already a huge figure flying in the distance.

"Envoy!"

The eleven Huashen Patriarchs hurriedly shouted and saluted, and finally saw a legendary figure.

It seems that the legends are not all fake, presumably the fairy will take them to the real fairyland.

This fairy envoy, with wings on his back and a kind face, nodded to the group.

"Come with me."

Immediately, a ball of spiritual energy was released, wrapping a group of twelve people in it, then turned around and spread its wings and flew into the distance again.

The angel's wings are all pure white, with a few black feathers in between.

Zhang He didn't have that much reverence for this so-called angel, so thinking about it, he called him a stray hair.

Zhang He found that the direction of flight of the hairy angel was a moon.

Its speed is very fast, and the moon is getting bigger and bigger in the eyes, and finally it is a huge land with many tall buildings on it.

Between the buildings, you can also see many fairy envoys flying through them, but not a single human being.

The hairy angel led the crowd to the ground and immediately walked towards a low building.

There are two angels guarding the entrance of the building. Seeing Za Mao coming, he smiled and said:

"It's a good harvest this time! Come in quickly."

Zhang He always felt that the meaning of these two words was not right, and the look in their eyes was not right. Although he looked very happy, his eyes looked like he was facing a big meal.

They were led into the gate by the hairy aura, and it was a bit dark and humid inside.

"Ah! Ahhhh... Please let me go! Ah..."

At this time, there was a miserable howl from inside, and then it was as if someone was covering his mouth and nose.

"Where is the angel taking us to?"

At this time, no matter how slow the response of the eleven patriarchs was, they knew that something was not right.

On the other hand, Zhang He was still there, and he seemed fearless. Anyway, he had a lot of lives, and he didn't care about dying once or twice.

He is even more curious about this place now, and wants to find out what is going on.

The hairy angel turned back at this moment, and the previous kind expression had long since disappeared.

"Since you're here, let's do a good job of the ingredients with peace of mind."

At the end of the speech, the spiritual energy surrounding everyone suddenly tightened, and this group of the most powerful people in the Immortal Cultivation World was now firmly imprisoned and could no longer move.

Everyone wanted to resist, but the mana in their bodies no longer obeyed, and their primordial spirits were completely numb.

The hairy angel took the twelve people into a large hall, threw them into a large iron cage, and left the room.

"where is this place?"

"Angel! Can you let me out?"

"I don't want to become a fairy!"

Twelve people struggled to stand up from the cage, lying on the iron cage and looking out.

There are still several sea clan corpses lying on the ground outside the iron cage, presumably the miserable howl just now came from these sea clan mouths.

The planet where Zhang He is located is dominated by the ocean, and the land accounts for only a small part of it.

These sea clan gods should be the unlucky ghosts who ascended before them. Looking at this, they died quite miserably, and even their primordial spirits disappeared.

There are also several winged birdmen in the hall who are disposing of the corpses.

Their handling made Zhang He a bit familiar.

I saw a birdman skillfully peeling the skin of a Jiaolong corpse and removing its internal organs, shaved off the meat from the skeleton, and then sorted the various materials.

Another birdman cut the Jiaolong meat just cut into regular pieces, put it in a large pot, sprinkled some powder into it, and mixed it with onion **** cooking wine and the like.

A sea clan's god-turning dragon, divided by three and five, was properly handled by a few birdmen.

At this time, a grey-haired bird man put his hand into the iron cage with a numb expression after disposing of the Jiaolong corpse, and grabbed the Ying clan's patriarch.

This Ying clan's patriarch is also the head of the family, a god-turning powerhouse. At this time, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that his hands and feet were trembling.

Facing this situation as an expert, even if you don't recite a poem, at least you have to say a word about a scar that's the size of a bowl.

The gray-haired birdman grabbed one of the Ying family's patriarch's leg and threw it to the ground a few times, making the Ying family's patriarch dizzy.

At this time, he touched the eyebrows of the Ying family's patriarch with one hand, and with a smooth pull, he pulled out a complete primordial spirit.

Throwing the body casually on the ground, a flame immediately appeared in his hand, scorching the primordial spirit of the Ying clan's patriarch.

"Ah! Ahhh... It hurts! Please let me go!"

The Yuanshen was roasted, and the pain was ten times greater than that of the physical body. At this time, the Yuanshen, the master of the Ying family, kept twisting and deforming, and kept begging for mercy.

The primordial spirit of the patriarch of the Ying clan kept becoming transparent as he moaned, and the voice of mourning became smaller and smaller.

After about a quarter or two of roasting and refining, all the impurities inside were removed, and the Yuanshen of the Patriarch Ying became a pure and transparent energy body.

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Zhang He in the iron cage could feel that if he swallowed this mass of energy, his strength would definitely skyrocket.

After dealing with the primordial spirit of the head of the Ying family, the gray-haired bird began to deal with his corpse.

It seems to be easier to deal with the body of the head of the Ying family, just gut it, then use a flower knife, and marinate it with some seasonings.

When dealing with the corpse of Jiaolong before, it was an alien after all.

But when this grey-haired birdman treated the Ying clan's patriarch indifferently, including Zhang He, he felt very uncomfortable.

One is because things hurt their species, and the other is because I have to face all this in the future, let others slaughter, but there is nothing I can do.

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