Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He entered the lunar exploration alone, but did not return for a long time, and no information came back.

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Even Zhang He's clones didn't know what happened, they lost contact with their main body.

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It's not a problem to wait all the time. After a few discussions, they decided to go to the moon to check it out.

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Li Yuehua, brought the flaming leopard, the small skeleton, and a avatar of Zhang He, and flew to the moon together.

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When everyone found Zhang He on the moon, they saw him lying unconscious on the ground. He was not injured, and his body was full of vitality.

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Li Yuehua was quite experienced. After investigating it once, he judged that Zhang He should be being taken away.

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At this moment, there should be two primordial spirit consciousnesses fighting for Zhang He's sea of ​​consciousness. As long as you control the sea of ​​consciousness, you will have control over this fleshly body.

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"What should I do now?"

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The flaming leopard is a little restless at the moment. It takes tens of thousands of years to see a Holy Fire Holy Body. The thigh he finally hugged would be gone if it was taken away.

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And if Zhang He dies, he might die too, but he recognizes Zhang He as the master.

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But for things like taking home, outsiders can't help, they can only rely on themselves.

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"Those who can survive an explosion of this magnitude are definitely the Mahayana powerhouses of the Wing Clan. We have to prepare for the worst."

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Among the people on the scene, the flaming leopard was too anxious, the little skeleton was confused, Zhang He's avatar had limited knowledge, and once Zhang He was taken away, his avatar might also be assimilated by the main body.

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Only Li Yuehua can calmly analyze the pros and cons here.

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"If Daoyou Zhang loses to the enemy and is taken over by the Wing Clan Mahayana, and when he wakes up, we may not be his opponents."

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When Li Yuehua said this, she looked at Zhang He's avatar. Her intention was obvious, that once Zhang He failed, she would destroy this body before he woke up.

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Moreover, she felt that Zhang He's chances of winning in the end were slim.

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One in the fusion period and one in the Mahayana period, it is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weaker.

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This kind of thing is the purest competition of strength, and it is not a coincidence at all.

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The Yuanshen of the Wing Clan Mahayana loses his physical body, and his strength will be greatly limited, and it will be easier to deal with at that time.

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She used to value Zhang He very much, and even developed some special feelings.

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But she is also a sensible leader. In the face of the overall interests, even she can sacrifice herself.

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"This matter is related to Daoyou Zhang's life and death, as well as the outcome of the entire battle. Daoyou Zhang, make your own decision."

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In the end, Li Yuehua still intends to hand over the decision to Zhang He, she believes that Zhang He will know what to do.

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Zhang He cloned himself and looked at his body. He had been practicing for thousands of years. If he died here today, he would be a little unwilling.

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Moreover, he hasn't given up yet, others don't know it, but he himself knows that the consciousness of the body is far beyond the same level, and it may have reached the level of Mahayana.

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As for the Wing Clan's Mahayana powerhouses, after experiencing the previous explosion, their primordial spirit and divine consciousness will definitely be greatly affected.

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Otherwise, just relying on the primordial spirit of the Mahayana period should be able to deal with the few monks they were present.

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Under this situation, he is not without a chance of winning.

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"Daoyou Li, can my primordial spirit enter the sea of ​​consciousness to help?" Others can't help, but he is a clone, so maybe he can help.

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Li Yuehua thought for a while before answering: "No one has ever done this kind of thing before, and doing so would be very risky. It's worth trying a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

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"Okay! Then I'll try it."

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Zhang He's clone took out a super-large warhead from the storage bag and tied his body to the warhead.

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"If I fail here and are successfully captured by the Wings, I will detonate this warhead immediately."

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Zhang He gave Li Yuehua an order, and his primordial spirit came out of his body and drilled into the sea of ​​consciousness.

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As soon as the clone entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he saw that the two primordial spirits were biting each other in the most primitive way.

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Seeing this, the clone couldn't help but join the battle group and bite at the winged primordial spirit.

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Although Zhang He's avatar was only in the spirit-transforming stage, a weak force suddenly increased between the two who were originally at a stalemate, and it became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's back.

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Gradually, Zhang He began to have a slight upper hand.

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After an unknown amount of time, another Zhang He clone came in from the outside, and then several more clones came to help after hearing the news.

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"Why do you have so many clones?"

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The fourth ancestor of the Wing Clan, who was biting with Zhang He, was dumbfounded. Before and after, ten clones of primordial spirits had already entered.

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These avatars are not strong enough, and a few are even in the Nascent Soul stage. They also joined in to join in the fun. After gnawing for a long time, they only bit down a feather.

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But many ants can also kill an elephant, and now the lofty primordial spirit of the fourth patriarch of the Yi clan is full of small Zhang He clones.

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Under the bite of the crowd, the Yuanshen of the Fourth Ancestor became smaller and thinner, until finally, the body of the Yuanshen of the Fourth Elder of the Wing Clan completely dissipated, and not a single hair remained.

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In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the remaining Zhang He's body and ten clones looked at each other.

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The primordial spirits in the Mahayana period of the Fourth Patriarch are so powerful that after being swallowed up by eleven primordial spirits, each one still grows several times.

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The ten primordial spirits who participated in it just now are almost the same age as the integration period.

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While the gains were huge, they also faced huge troubles.

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In the battle of winning the house, both sides will swallow each other's primordial spirits and enter their own bodies. In the end, these primordial spirits will be inherited by the victor.

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But now the winner has become eleven people. Although everyone is Zhang He's avatar, but after they are separated, they practice alone. The exercises, insights, memories, etc. practiced by each person are not the same.

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In their previous home capture, a part of their body would be swallowed by the fourth ancestor of the Wing Race, and then the swallowed part would eventually fall into the belly of other clones.

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The situation at this moment is like breaking eleven clay figurines, mixing them together, and then kneading them into eleven clay figurines again.

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They are you and me, and I have you. It is difficult to distinguish each other, and even the gap between the deity and the avatar has become a little blurry.

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"what should I do now?"

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The ten people said in unison, all looking at the largest deity sitting in the middle.

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It's okay for them to stay in the same Sea of ​​Consciousness in this state. The impact is not very big. They can't leave the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Once they leave the other ten souls, their souls will not be complete.

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The eleven primordial spirits have the same mind in the sea of ​​consciousness. After leaving the sea of ​​consciousness, they can also communicate with each other through the relationship between the clones, but they cannot be synchronized.

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"Why don't we try to fuse them together, anyway, everyone is of the same origin."

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After this idea was generated in a detached body and mind, other primordial spirits also sensed it.

There is no need to discuss too much between avatars, just like several ideas between the same person, after all, they are themselves.

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Soon, the weakest of the ten clones approached the main body and took the initiative to fuse his body with the main body.

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With both parties actively cooperating, the fusion went smoothly, and it didn't take long for the two to successfully merge together.

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The main body has grown a lot after swallowing some of the primordial spirits of the four ancestors of the winged people. Now it has merged with a clone, and its aura has exploded directly.

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At this moment on the moon, Li Yuehua and the others were always beside Zhang He, but they could not find out the specific situation inside him, nor did they know who would win and who would lose.

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This will suddenly see Zhang He's aura soaring, rushing from the middle stage to the late stage, everyone's heart is mentioned in the throat, Li Yuehua is ready to detonate the super-large warhead at any time.

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After Zhang He's body's aura experienced the first surge of aura, it only calmed down for a while, and the aura exploded again, rising a big step up.

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For the next period of time, Li Yuehua and others saw Zhang He's aura rising, and they were always in agony.

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If it wasn't for Zhang He's people present, there would probably have been some people who couldn't help suffering long ago, so they would strike first and kill the danger in the cradle.

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Right under the eyes of everyone, Zhang He's aura has risen directly to the Mahayana realm.

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Li Yuehua was ready at this time. As long as Zhang He showed a little clue, he would detonate the warhead.

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It's just that Zhang He's Mahayana aura hasn't lasted long, but his body, which only has a fit cultivation level, can't bear it anymore.

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Cracks appeared on the body, blood was continuously seeping from it, the bones in the body crackled, and the meridians were violently stretched.

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After a while, the aura of the body dropped again, maintained to the level of the middle stage of the fusion, and then stabilized.

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In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang He's body also encountered the same problem.

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The original size of his Primordial Spirit was formed through thousands of beatings, but just now, ten bodies were squeezed in all at once, so how could he bear it, even Primordial Spirit was almost violent at that time.

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Later, there was no other way, and the five more powerful primordial spirits were separated out again, so that he gradually returned to normal.

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"Just stay here after the five of you."

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Now, I can only leave the primordial spirit in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

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Zhang He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was Li Yuehua's ready appearance at any time, and he quickly shouted:

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"Don't shoot, it's your own!"

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Although Li Yuehua didn't know what the shooting was, he could probably guess what it meant. After examining it carefully, it seemed that Zhang He was really back.

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Zhang He slowly stood on the ground. After a lot of tossing, he is very tired now and really wants to rest.

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At this moment, a light and shadow passed by in the distance, and in just an instant, it reached the sky over the moon.

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The light and shadow stopped in the air, revealing the figure of the ancestor Chang of the human race.

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"Sorry, one step late!"

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When Patriarch Chang saw Zhang He, he felt a little apologetic.

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"It's not too late, it has just begun, and the real battle is still to come." Zhang He bowed his hand to the ancestor Chang.

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Ancestor Chang lowered his body and was horrified when he saw the battered moon.

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"Which Mahayana powerhouse did this? The strength is not below me."

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Judging from the damage of the moon, this person is a fire-type master, and his strength is so strong that he is also afraid, but he is too embarrassed to say that he is stronger than him.

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"Hahaha……"

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Li Yuehua couldn't help laughing out loud, this old ancestor usually has no air, and their juniors are more natural in front of him.

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"Old Ancestor, this time you've lost sight of it."

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"Why are you misunderstanding? Am I wrong?" Old Ancestor Chang was a little confused by Li Yuehua's smile.

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"Because of the cultivators who took action here, the strongest are also in the early stage of divine transformation." Li Yuehua said.

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"how can that be?"

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Ancestor Chang has seen countless strong men in his life, but there is absolutely no way for a monk in the early stage of God Transformation to be able to exert such great power.

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With the total mana of the god-turning cultivator, even if he drained his mana, he wouldn't even think of using such a powerful method.

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"It's entirely possible, Old Ancestor, you'll know it after living here for a while."

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Li Yuehua explained that when she first saw this method, she was surprised.

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"Okay! I just want to see the human race on this planet."

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Old Ancestor Chang got Zhang He's two wood-type leaves, and he recovered nearly half of his injuries. This time, he intends to help in the battle until the battle is won.

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This will fly to Jingshan Country along with many human monks.

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This time, Patriarch Chang was like Li Yuehua, and it was the first time he saw someone who could manage the world of ordinary people so well.

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People in the entire Jingshan Kingdom have a high-spirited temperament from top to bottom, which is not found anywhere else.

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After Zhang He returned to Jingshan, he went back to recuperate, leaving Patriarch Chang and Li Yuehua to hang out in the country.

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The two really experienced what is called a peaceful and prosperous age in Jingshan, and they were full of praise for Zhang He's ability to govern.

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During this time, Li Yuehua said that he was willing to abdicate and let Zhang Helai take over his position as the Great Elder.

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Ancestor Chang also agreed with Li Yuehua's statement that if the human race wants to rejuvenate, it must have a peerless leader.

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Although Zhang He is only in the marriage period~www.wuxiahere.com~, they are willing to be green leaves for the prosperity of the human race.

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When the two were here to experience the peaceful and prosperous times of Jingshan Kingdom, bad news suddenly came out on the winged man star on the other side, and the soul lamp that the fourth ancestor worshipped in the clan suddenly went out.

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The four Mahayana ancestors of the winged people have all enshrined soul lamps in the clan, which can sense the entire Tianchun galaxy, and usually have special personnel on duty.

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Today, a winged man who was specially guarding the Soul Lamp of the Fourth Ancestor woke up from a doze and suddenly found out that the Soul Lamp of the Fourth Ancestor had gone out, so frightened that he immediately reported to the cultivator in charge.

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Everyone knows that the Fourth Ancestor brought 20 cultivators in the fusion stage this time, specifically to slaughter the cultivator on that breeding star.

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Everyone thinks it's a bit of a fuss, using a knife to kill a chicken.

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Now I don't think about it, even the fourth ancestor has perished, and the rest of the 20 should be more fortunate.

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All of a sudden, the winged people wailed.

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They feel pain now because they don't know that they will suffer more in the future.

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In this national mourning, there was another earth-shattering explosion, which woke up the entire Winged People.

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At this point, they can finally deduce that the attack on the Winged Human Star that lasted for more than a thousand years, nine times out of ten, came from this breeding planet.

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And they understood it a little late, and even the ancestors of the Mahayana period also folded in.