Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

It was getting closer and closer to the time when the Fifth Elder of the Wing Clan wanted to slaughter the breeding star. One month's preparation time was far from enough for Zhang He.

​​

The fifth elder of the Yi clan originally coveted Qingchi's property worth 500 high-level spirit stones, and was in a good mood.

​​

It was just that his most important grandson was killed by Qing Chi, which made him angry. He had already issued an order that once Qing Chi and the Flame Leopard appeared, he would go all out to kill them.

​​

What made him even more furious was that he entered his treasure room yesterday and found that it was empty, not even a single hair was left.

​​

He thought about breaking his head, but he couldn't figure out what was going on, but his anger had to have a place to vent.

​​

The breeding planet is his best vent.

​​

Today, he is going to go out and go to the breeding planet to slaughter and slaughter, so as to calm the anger in his heart.

​​

The fifth elder had just walked out of the gate of his cave, and suddenly felt frightened for no reason. The monk sometimes had this feeling, which indicated that there might be danger.

​​

"Danger!"

​​

This was the first thought that jumped out of the Fifth Elder's heart.

​​

In the subconscious of ordinary people, home is the safest harbor, and the fifth elder is no exception. Without knowing the source of the danger, he made a decisive decision, turned around and headed into his cave.

​​

At this moment, in the cave of the five elders, a small ant clone dragged an oversized "little boy" from the space.

​​

This is a powerful bomb specially tailored for the five elders, and its power is more than five times that of an ordinary bomb.

​​

In order to be able to explode in an instant, without leaving time for the fifth elder to react, this "little boy" will explode instantly as long as his consciousness touches it a little.

​​

Zhang He had to pay another clone as the price.

​​

As soon as the fifth elder rushed back to his cave, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and the feeling of trembling in his heart became stronger.

​​

Just when he was about to turn back and rush out of the cave again, he was already covered by a dazzling light.

​​

With the five elders' cave as the center, a mushroom cloud slowly rose again on the winged man planet.

​​

This time, the explosion caused even more noise. A city near the five elders' cave was completely leveled up, and the Winged cultivators were killed and injured countless times.

​​

The surviving winged people cried for their father and mother, which was terrible.

​​

This kind of tragic image, even Zhang He, the initiator, can't stand it. He is now in the space, dealing with a group of things that he burned black.

​​

The fifth elder of Yiren was bombarded by him with a doubled "little boy", but he was still not dead. He was making up for the fifth elder at the moment.

​​

The fifth elder's primordial spirit was hidden in this mass of coke, and Zhang He pulled him out. At this moment, he found himself in a strange space.

​​

What made him feel humiliated was that he was being held by a human cultivator, just like dealing with pigs and dogs, with no dignity at all.

​​

"just kill me!"

​​

The fifth elder just wanted to die a happy death.

​​

"Haha! When you dealt with the human race cultivators in this way, did you ever think about their feelings?"

​​

Zhang He didn't intend to let him go so easily. He also experienced the feeling of being seized and slaughtered by the winged people.

​​

Now he has to let this aloof fifth elder also experience it once.

​​

Moreover, the soul of the fusion stage, after being refined and purified, is also a great supplement, and it is not known how many times stronger than the soul of the soul.

​​

Refining the Primordial Spirit with flames was originally a very technically difficult task, but Zhang He possessed the Holy Body of Fire Spirit, and the ability to control flames was unparalleled in the world.

​​

Zhang He stretched out his hand, and the spiritual energy in the space merged and turned into flames on Zhang He's hand, including the primordial spirit of the five elders.

​​

The flames burned the primordial spirit of the fifth elder, and even though the fifth elder's heart was as strong as iron, he couldn't help crying in pain at this moment.

​​

The refining process lasted for seven days, the fifth elder mourned for four days, and finally his consciousness was refined and disappeared, and he gradually got rid of the pain.

​​

At this moment, Zhang He only had a mass of pure primordial spirit left in his hand.

​​

This kind of primordial spirit has nothing to do with the five elders, it is just a mass of energy, and eating it can greatly replenish the primordial spirit.

​​

Now was the time when he urgently needed to improve his strength. Without hesitation, Zhang He swallowed the Yuanshen energy body.

​​

After this mass of energy entered his body, it immediately merged into his Primordial Spirit, which made his Primordial Spirit continue to grow, and his cultivation base grew rapidly.

​​

On the other side, Wing Renxing was bombarded by him and killed the fifth elder. The original plan to clean up the slaughtering and breeding planet was temporarily put aside.

​​

Now the farming star is in a state of turmoil, and the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the world is guarding against that kind of elusive attack.

​​

In the last thousand years or so, the frequent attacks have become the nightmare of the winged people. No one knows who will be the next one, and no one knows the accident or tomorrow, which will come first.

​​

Among the numerous attacks, this one was the loudest and suffered the most damage.

​​

An elder who died in the late stage of integration, this elder has a great chance to advance to the Mahayana stage.

​​

In addition, the residents of another city were killed and wounded.

​​

The top officials of the Wing Clan have already attached great importance to this, led by a Mahayana powerhouse, personally led more than a dozen people to form a body, and be responsible for investigating the matter.

​​

It's just that this kind of investigation is destined to be another long process.

​​

Attack the Winged Man, and burn the war to the mainland of the Winged Man.

​​

This is Zhang He's overall strategy to deal with this battle with Wingren.

​​

All powerful countries or forces have the ability to resist war outside the country.

​​

You can beat the world upside down outside, and you can still live and work in peace and contentment inside, singing and dancing.

​​

Zhang He is still not strong enough, but he can learn from the strong. Now that the Jingshan Kingdom has not been exposed, as long as he can be responsible for production in the rear, it is a contribution to the war.

​​

He has the space, he can appear all over the Winged Man, and he can sneak attack anytime, anywhere.

​​

If possible, he even wanted to use the method of dealing with the fifth elders to behead the top of the winged people.

​​

It's just that the conditions are not met. In order to get close to the fifth elder and enter his cave, Zhang He spent decades. During this time, he was accidentally trampled to death by a dozen ant clones, and finally managed to infiltrate his cave.

​​

For a period of time after that, due to the pressure of the winged people from the Mahayana powerhouse, Zhang He reduced his activities on the winged human star, and each clone was careful and did not move much.

​​

It is only occasionally that he has the opportunity to make some small-scale attacks.

​​

In this way, we won another five years of peace for Jingshan Kingdom.

​​

In the past five years, Zhang He has refined that group of Yuanshen energy, and his cultivation level has rushed from the initial stage of integration to the middle stage of integration.

​​

In Jingshan, a large number of cultivators have been cultivated in the past five years.

​​

At the same time, Jingshan Kingdom united with the sea clan and the demon clan, and a large number of cultivators also appeared in these two clans, vowing to make a final fight for their own destiny.

​​

Gu Yao

​​

Although there is still a big gap between the transformation of the gods and the fusion, but at this time, even if a little bit of strength can be enhanced, it will make people feel a lot more at ease.

In addition to cultivating spiritual monks, Jingshan Kingdom is also making every effort to produce powerful weapons, rockets similar to the truth No. 1. Hundreds of them are stored in the warehouse.

​​

When needed, it can be sent to the Winged Star, or it can be blasted directly to the moon from the airship.

​​

In addition, Zhang He also received a piece of good news. The piece of wood attribute leaf he left behind helped the ancestor Chang of the human race to recover 20% of his injuries.

​​

Now Patriarch Chang has woken up from his deep sleep, and his physical condition has been greatly improved. Now it is not a problem to have another life-and-death battle with others.

​​

After Ancestor Chang woke up, he learned the story and sent a message to Zhang He, promising that he would help Zhang He in a fight when needed.

​​

Zhang He was overjoyed when he heard the news. In order to keep Patriarch Chang in a better state, he deliberately picked another leaf and sent it to Patriarch Chang again.

​​

As for picking more leaves and allowing Patriarch Chang to recover more injuries, it's not that he didn't think about it, but taking out so many wood-type leaves at one time will inevitably lead to doubts.

​​

Let's take it slow later.

​​

This time, the person who received him was a junior named Yuan Qihao from Chang's ancestral family. Last time, Li Yuehua was moved by Zhang He and wanted to go to help in the battle. When he arrived, he found that the breeding star was peaceful.

​​

She found a barren planet nearby to stay temporarily, and planned to wait until the war started.

​​

"It turned out to be Daoyou Zhang. Thanks to Daoyou Zhang, my ancestor has woken up from a deep sleep. My ancestor is waiting for you in the Lingshi hut and asked you to see him."

​​

Hearing this, Zhang He walked towards the Lingshi hut. He was there last time, and he already knew the way, but a lot of formations were arranged along the way last time, and now those formations have been removed.

​​

In the past, the ancestor was in a coma and needed strict protection. Now that the ancestor has woken up, it is completely unnecessary.

​​

The door of the Lingshi hut was open, and an old voice came from inside.

​​

"come in!"

​​

Zhang Heyiyan walked in.

​​

The arrangement in the hut is still that simple, there is only one Wenyu bed, and a thin old man is sitting cross-legged on the Wenyu bed, holding one foot with both hands, and is buckling it hard.

​​

At that moment, Zhang He thought that he had walked through the wrong door, and that the powerful Mahayana would also pick their feet, right? Never heard of it.

​​

"Junior Zhang He, pay tribute to Ancestor Chang!"

​​

No matter what people are doing, even if they are pooping, Zhang He must have some etiquette when he sees his senior.

​​

"Come on! Hurry up and sit down."

​​

There were no tables, chairs and benches in the hut. The thin old man stretched out his hand, and after Zhang Fitted himself, a chair made of spiritual energy appeared.

​​

"Speaking of which, the old man should thank you."

​​

Zhang He sat on the chair and quickly cupped his hands: "I don't dare to be, the senior has gone through hundreds of battles for the human race, and the junior is just doing a little bit of meager effort."

​​

Ancestor Chang took out his hand that was picking his feet, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, and waved his hand again.

​​

"You don't have to be humble. There are not many Five Elements Spiritual Roots in the entire Cochlea Galaxy. As you, you must have paid a huge price to get a leaf."

​​

Hearing what Chang Ancestor said, Zhang He felt that he was right to only take out one leaf at a time.

​​

"Don't worry, I have heard about your side, and I will definitely help when I need it.

​​

When our human race was prosperous, no force dared to keep the human race in captivity.

​​

And now, our human race has fallen to this point. "

​​

When Patriarch Chang said this, he was inevitably a little sentimental.

​​

"Many thanks to ancestor Chang for his kindness. In the past few years, the younger generation has found another wood-type leaf through searching. It should help the ancestor to recover more injuries."

​​

Zhang He said, took out a jade box again and offered it with both hands.

​​

Ancestor Chang's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to take it. At this time, it would be too hypocritical to refuse. When the need arises, we can only use more strength.

​​

"Okay! In this way, the old man's injury should recover 20%, and then I can help you kill a Wing Clan Mahayana!"

​​

When Old Ancestor Chang said this, his eyes were full of confidence.

​​

In his whole life, he was either fighting against others or on the way to fight against others, and the combat experience he had honed from life and death was unparalleled among cultivators of the same rank.

​​

He is also a strong person in the Mahayana period, and other Mahayana tribes rarely show up, and they are usually thinking about how to face the Mahayana catastrophe.

​​

But the Mahayana monks of the human race never had to think about this issue, because they would never live at that time.

​​

In the past 100,000 years, almost no one of the strong human race has lived to the end of their lives, and they all died in the middle of the battle.

​​

Next, Zhang He took the opportunity to ask Patriarch Chang a lot of questions about cultivation, and all of them were answered one by one.

​​

From the perspective of Ancestor Chang, often a sentence or two can make Zhang Hemao's heart break loose, which is better than ten years of self-cultivation.

​​

Old Ancestor Chang also liked Zhang He more and more as he looked at him. Finally, he used his hands to pick up his feet and took out a lot of food and drink to invite Zhang He to have lunch together. Zhang He found an excuse to escape.

​​

On the Winged Human Planet, all kinds of bomb attacks still occur from time to time over the years, making the Winged Humans shrouded in a terrifying shadow, seriously affecting the training and life of the Winged Humans.

​​

In the past few years, the economy of the winged people has regressed, and the quality of the new generation of monks has declined in all aspects, but only the vigilance has increased a lot.

​​

A Mahayana strong man with pure golden wings, who has been running around all these years, but has not even caught a single attacker, making his face dull.

​​

As a Mahayana powerhouse, you have to make some achievements. You can't be asked by others. You don't know anything, and you don't do anything.

​​

So ~www.readwn.com~ he simply led someone to look for a traitor among the winged people, and his behavior was immediately supported by most of the winged people.

​​

The reason why the enemy was able to sneak attack on the Winged Man star, everyone believes that there are definitely internal ghosts following the inside and outside.

​​

For a while, although the attack continued, the hearts of the majority of the winged people were much more stable.

​​

It is much easier to catch a traitor than to investigate a sneak attack.

​​

As long as you suspect who is a traitor, then this person is probably a traitor, and the cultivator's intuition is still very sensitive.

​​

Of course, traitors are very cunning and cunning. Eleven out of ten people will not admit that they are traitors.

​​

So after being caught, they have to be tortured to extract a confession. Only after the torture is worse than death will these traitors confess their guilt.

​​

At the very beginning, every time a winged traitor was caught, all the winged people would rejoice and share the enemy, eager to eat their flesh.

​​

But more and more traitors were caught, but the attack did not stop, and many wingmen began to have different voices.

​​

What, this person is just a very ordinary vegetable seller, and that person is just an old solid wood farmer and so on.

​​

There were more and more voices of opposition, until a Wing tribe cultivator analyzed a possible direction from all kinds of chaotic information, making everyone turn their attention to an inconspicuous breeding planet.

​​