Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Seeing that Zhang He seemed to be interested, the man touted the tied woman for a while, talking hype.

Zhang He didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, but ordered the guards behind him to quickly go back and fetch 20 catties of corn.

Taking advantage of the time when the guards were picking up the food, Zhang He wrote a deed to sell himself and asked the man to sign it.

Since the woman was in a state of pretending to be dead at this time, Zhang He grabbed her hand and pressed ten finger prints on the deed of prostitution. Feeling that it was not enough, he also pressed the other's two palm prints.

Whether it is useful or not, I will print it first.

Zhang He put away the contract of selling his body, and the man received twenty catties of corn, and he was satisfied. This should be a win-win deal.

"Young Master, she will be yours from now on, and it has nothing to do with me. No matter whether you beat or scold her or sell it, you will leave it to the son to deal with."

The man carried twenty catties of corn on his back, hummed a little song, and left Heishui Town.

Zhang He called a guard close to him. The two whispered for a while. The guard nodded and chased in the direction the man left.

"Don't pretend to be asleep. You should have heard what happened just now. I have already spent twenty catties of corn to buy you. From now on, you will be mine."

At this time, the woman only hoped that there would be a slit in the ground so that she could bury herself in, and she would never see anyone in the future.

Hearing Zhang He's words, his eyes closed even tighter.

Zhang He found that he never seemed to be able to wake a person who was pretending to be asleep, so he could only lean over and pick up the woman on his shoulders, then walked back with big strides.

After strolling the streets all morning, I bought a little daughter-in-law to go back, which seemed to be pretty good.

As soon as he entered the gate of Zhangjiazhuang, he met the old man Zhang head-on, and saw the woman who Zhang He was carrying on his shoulders, showing a gratified smile.

This mood is like a pig raised by an old farmer who finally learns to hold someone else's cabbage.

"Son, did you buy it or rob it? Let me tell you, we can't do anything that hurts the world."

Although old man Zhang was in a good mood, he still had to warn the girl when he saw that the girl was wearing a rope.

With his simple moral outlook, it is still impossible to forcibly rob civilians.

"Dad! Don't worry, I bought this for twenty catties of corn. The girl was very happy at the time, and made dozens of handprints in one go."

Zhang He said, and still patted the **** the shoulder, and it was trembling.

"That's good, that's good. After He'er goes to the street and sees the girls he likes, he buys them all. Ten or eight is not too little, and a hundred and eighty is not too much. Our family has food now, no I don't have enough food."

Seeing that his son was finally sensible, the old man Zhang was in a good mood. He hummed a little song and went out. Would you like to buy some for yourself?

The old man Zhang shook his head and dismissed the idea. When you are old, you can't toss yourself a few times. Isn't it a waste of money?

Zhang He carried the woman into the room and threw it on his bed, then closed the door, and then untied the rope for the woman.

"Hey, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

He patted the woman's face, but the woman still closed her eyes tightly and didn't want to open them.

"I'll take off your clothes if you don't open your eyes again?"

"You... what are you going to do?"

The woman turned over and sat up with her hands on her chest, her eyes full of horror.

Maybe it was because the movement was too big to cause the injury. The woman just finished speaking when a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth.

"Don't do anything, I bought you for twenty catties of grain. I must know your name!"

"Mei Yingxue!" Although the woman was a little reluctant, she still lowered her head and said her name.

"You are also an immortal cultivator anyway. I didn't plan to embarrass you, but I have a very formidable enemy, and I hope you can help me when the time comes.

If you can agree, I will help you heal your wounds. "

Zhang He didn't say what would happen to him if he didn't agree, anyway, now that people are in his hands, he doesn't let him knead.

At this moment, Mei Yingxue looked at Zhang He carefully.

"It turns out that you are also a cultivator! It's just that your cultivation is too low. I'm afraid you won't be able to cure my injury."

Mei Yingxue saw through Zhang He's cultivation at a glance, and did not have any confidence in his theory of healing.

"Just say yes or not? Since I promised to help you heal, I will definitely try my best to help you."

"Okay, I promise you!"

At this moment, Mei Yingxue had no other choice but to agree.

She was injured so badly this time that she couldn't mobilize any mana, and she couldn't even beat an ordinary person.

If the other party can't help him heal, naturally he can't talk about helping the battle.

Zhang He immediately performed the rejuvenation technique, opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of green light, which flew into Mei Yingxue's body and disappeared.

"Do you feel better?"

Mei Yingxue shook her head.

"There are several different kinds of mana in my body that are messing up. Your cultivation realm is too low, and an entry-level rejuvenation technique is useless."

Zhang He was unconvinced, and used the remaining two rejuvenation techniques to penetrate into Mei Yingxue's body.

"how is it now?"

Mei Yingxue only nodded slightly, "Slightly better than nothing."

Zhang He was a little curious, "What realm are you in, and how did you see my cultivation realm?"

"My cultivation is not worth mentioning. Haven't you learned the Qi technique?"

Mei Yingxue is a little strange, the breath-seeing technique is only a very basic spell, and everyone should know it.

She knew that Zhang He was only self-taught according to "Practicing Qi Zhenji", but there was no record of this simple spell in "Practicing Qi Zhenji"~www.wuxiahere.com~ Wang Qishu? I haven't studied, can you teach me? "

"It's worth it, looking at the breath is just a very simple spell, it's okay to teach you."

Mei Yingxue was about to read out the formula of Wang Qishu, and Zhang He wrote it down without a single word with pen and paper. It really was a very simple spell, and the formula was only a few hundred words.

"Okay, you can rest in peace here. If you need anything, just say hello."

Zhang He's attitude changed greatly when he got the formula of Wang Qishu.

Zhang He asked someone to clean the house next door, put on a futon and live in it.

After taking out the spirit stone and restoring his mana, he couldn't wait to practice the qi technique. It only took half a day for him to master the qi technique successfully.

Wang Qishu can roughly see the cultivation of others, but besides him, there is only Mei Yingxue here as an immortal cultivator.

He walked into Mei Yingxue's room excitedly, and performed the qi technique of Wang Zhan, only to see that Mei Yingxue's aura suddenly became stronger and weaker.

"You have such a high level of cultivation and you were beaten like this, who did you offend?"

Zhang He now regrets it a little bit, if because of Mei Yingxue, it will be troublesome to attract more powerful enemies.

"Hmph, if the other party hadn't relied on a lot of people, how could I have been injured!"

Mei Yingxue was besieged and injured, and she was obviously still not convinced.

"Okay, you should take good care of your injuries."

Zhang He performed the rejuvenation technique again, and spit out two **** of green light at Mei Yingxue before turning around and leaving.

Rejuvenation has a magical effect on the skin wounds of ordinary people, but the effect on the wounds caused by the mana of immortals is much worse.