Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He practiced continuously at the foot of Qifeng Mountain for a month, refining all the three Peiyuan pills he made, and the mana in his dantian was greatly increased.

If he could take Peiyuan pills all the time, he felt that he would be able to break through to the second level of Qi training in a short time.

There are one to ten levels in the Qi training period, and these ten levels are divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Dzogchen.

He only has one level of qi training now, and there is a magic power in his dantian, except that he has greater strength and a better mental state, which is not much different from ordinary people.

The so-called qi training period is mainly the initial stage of accumulating mana, accumulating mana, opening up the meridians at the same time, and reconciling yin and yang.

Breaking through from the first level of Qi training to the second level of Qi training needs to accumulate enough mana, and then allow the mana to open up the passage from the dantian to the perineum, and finally connect to the Changqiang point of the governor channel.

The governor vessel is the sea of ​​yang vessels, which manages and stores the yang energy of the whole body, and Changqiang is the starting point of the governor vessel.

If the dantian of the human body is compared to the ocean storing mana, then the meridians are equivalent to the big rivers running mana, and the acupuncture points are equivalent to the lakes on the waterway.

After Zhang He took the three pills, he found that the aura in the Peiyuan pills he made was only enough for him to refine for nine days.

Now the five-leaf peonygrass in the space has grown its fifth leaf, and it should take a few more days for the spring water to germinate seedlings again.

Except for ginseng, all the auxiliary medicinal materials I bought last time have been used up, so I have to go to Dehua City to buy auxiliary medicinal materials for redispensing.

Zhang He tidied up briefly, then rode to Heishui Town.

Since the last riot, except for Lao Niu's blacksmith shop, the rest of the streets in Heishui Town have been closed.

Zhang He wanted to reopen these shops, but unfortunately the original shopkeepers were from the Wan family, and now they are all receiving labor education in Qifeng Mountain.

The tenants under him really want to be the shopkeeper, but to be the shopkeeper at least they must be able to write and count, and it is certainly impossible to cultivate so many talents in a short time.

Fortunately, all the residents of Heishui Town today are arranged to work in various places, and Zhang He takes care of the food.

For refugees, as long as they contract out their stomachs, they seem to have no other needs.

For the time being, we can only leave this street empty. Now, in addition to drills and martial arts, the guards also have cultural classes every night. At present, the main purpose is to make everyone literate.

After another six months of study, if you get good grades, you should barely be able to be a shopkeeper.

When Zhang He returned to Zhangjiazhuang, he took away more than a thousand jin of copper coins stored in the money bank last time, which was already a little less. Based on this calculation, the entire money bank should have about a thousand coins.

This time he took almost half of the copper coins from the treasury, and planned to exchange them for silver in Dehua City.

Old man Zhang naturally knew about the money he took from his family. As for how he took it away, old man Zhang could figure it out with his toes.

On the way to Dehua City, refugees from all over the world continue to gather in Dehua City.

Many trees along the way have been stripped of their bark and stripped of their leaves.

The bark is ground, mixed with some dried wild vegetables, and boiled with a little grass seed, which is also a good food for satiety.

Some refugees fell down on the road while walking and never got up again.

If there are relatives, they will be carried to the side of the road and buried in a hurry. If there are no relatives, they will be dragged to the side of the road by passers-by, and they will ignore them.

Many of the corpses have been bitten by wild beasts. What's more, some people are so hungry that they will look for fresh corpses on the side of the road with knives.

Along the way, seeing the mummified corpses on both sides of the road looked desolate and terrifying.

Dressed up like this, he walked alone, and he was often scrutinized by some malicious eyes on the road, and they might swarm him at any time and snatch him to death.

Zhang He really didn't want to have conflicts with these refugees, so he could only get two shining big knives tied to his back,

This can somewhat deter the refugees.

Then he hurried on and arrived outside Dehua City.

Now the gate of the city has been guarded by heavy soldiers, swords and swords are out of their sheaths, the soldiers guarding the city set up their crossbows and arrows, and Sen Han's arrows are aimed at the refugees outside the city.

Even so, there are still refugees who want to sneak into the city from time to time.

Faced with this situation, the soldiers defending the city dealt with it in a simple and rude way, directly killing one and respecting hundreds, and killing several waves of people every day.

After Zhang He entered the city, he first went to an unnamed shop in a small alley.

He didn't want to buy anything, but this old man was the only immortal cultivator he could get in touch with so far.

I don't know anything, so I can get in touch with the other party and learn some common sense about cultivating immortals.

Seeing Zhang He coming to the door again, the old man looked Zhang He up and down: "I didn't expect that my little friend's training aptitude is so outstanding."

Zhang He didn't quite understand what the old man meant, so he could only laugh dryly: "Senior, I'm overwhelmed! These are some small snacks, and I invite you to taste them."

He was embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed, so he put a basket of dried sweet potatoes in a small bamboo basket as a meeting gift.

The old man took the bamboo basket with a smile, "Little friend, this kind of pastry tastes really good, and I usually let the servants buy it."

Zhang He chatted with the old man here for an hour or two, and then he was about to say goodbye and leave.

"Tell me a piece of news, it's best not to go out of the city these few days. There are too many refugees outside, and the city gate will be closed in seven days. If you go out now, I'm afraid you won't be able to get in at that time."

Zhang He was taken aback, and quickly cupped his hands in thanks.

After leaving the nameless shop, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, he had to get things done as soon as possible, and he might not be able to get out if he was later.

The first is to exchange money. Taking out so many copper coins in the space at one time is too visually impactful. He doesn't want to be famous here. He divides batches and finds different stores to exchange.

Moreover, the strings on his copper coins are all rotten. Counting hundreds of thousands of copper coins one by one, any store will cry.

There are still a few days left, let's change a little every day.

Zhang He thought about it, went back to the rented house, hired two coolies on the corner of the street, helped him pick up two baskets of copper coins, and went to a bank.

Two loads of copper coins really took two guys from this bank to count for an afternoon. In fact, the total was only a little more than 40 taels, and after paying some handling fees, they were exchanged for 40 taels of silver.

Zhang He went out with 40 taels of silver in his pocket. He found that this time, he might have been dressed more luxuriously, and he had not been targeted by any thieves after turning around a few streets.

It seems that ordinary thieves dare not easily provoke people who are luxuriously dressed and have status.

At this time, there was a pharmacy on the street, he walked in, took out a list, and bought twenty copies of the auxiliary medicine of Peiyuan Pill.

After fiddling with the abacus, the shopkeeper said, "Young master, the total is 42 taels of silver."

"Okay, I still have a few ginseng plants in my hand. Others gave too much, and I won't be able to use them for a while. I wonder if you will accept them?"

Zhang He didn't pay immediately, but planned to sell some ginseng.

The last time he bought a ginseng plant more than ten years old at the pharmacy, he spent five taels of silver. Now the largest ginseng cultivated in his space is almost 50 years old.

The small ginseng regenerated from the remaining ginseng seeds, large and small, grew like weeds in the space.

Zhang He immediately took out a wooden box with two ginseng trees inside.

The shopkeeper reached out to take it, and only glanced at it, "My lord, these two ginseng plants are nearly 50 years old, which is really rare!"

Wild ginseng in the mountains can be regarded as a high-quality product if it can meet a plant that is more than ten years old. Like this 50-year-old ginseng, he has been dealing with medicinal materials for decades in his life, and he has only seen it twice.

"How about these two ginseng plants, 50 taels each, a total of 100 taels of silver?"

Zhang He felt that it was almost the same and nodded in agreement.

The two settled the accounts, and the pharmacy gave Zhang He another twenty taels of silver.