Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He drove all night and was hungry. While reading a book, he took out a piece of dried sweet potato and gnawed slowly.

However, his eating action quickly attracted the attention of the nearby refugees.

An old woman led a dirty little girl, walked up to Zhang He and fell to her knees.

"This young man is pitiful, please give me some food. My granddaughter hasn't eaten for three days."

The little girl didn't speak, her exposed hands and feet were cracked in the cold wind, she could see the red flesh inside the crack at a glance, her eyes stared at the dried sweet potato in his hand without blinking, full of longing.

Faced with this situation, Zhang He couldn't eat anymore, so he reached into a big cloth bag, consciously entered the space, grabbed a large handful of dried sweet potatoes, and stuffed them into the little girl's arms.

"Thank you son, son Zhai has a kind heart, I wish you great wealth and honor, a long life, turn bad luck into good luck, and have a precious son early..."

The old woman said a lot of auspicious words, as long as she could think of auspicious words, she said them two or three times before leading the little girl away.

But once the matter started, it became out of control. After the old woman left, other refugees came forward one after another, begging from Zhang He.

Moreover, the begging of these people was real, and they were in a state of starving to death, completely different from the beggars Zhang He had seen in his previous life.

Zhang He originally wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong, but he couldn't bear to see the skinny and crumbling refugees who looked like skeletons.

Anyway, it was still dark, and there were many half-dried sweet potatoes piled up in the space, so he gave out two or three slices of dried sweet potatoes to every refugee who came forward to beg.

After the refugees received the dried sweet potatoes, they kowtowed and said a lot of auspicious words like the old woman before they left.

Until the sky turned dark, there were still a large number of refugees coming to beg. The total number of refugees around the city of Zhaoling County was at least over 100,000.

Even if he sold Zhang He, he couldn't distribute it to so many people. At this time, he threw a few handfuls of dried sweet potatoes to the crowd, and then rode his horse to the county town.

As soon as he left, the refugees who successfully begged were naturally happy, while those who failed to beg for dried sweet potatoes spoke ill words.

Because of the disturbing of the refugees just now, he only had time to take a rough look at the part about healing pills in "Introduction to the Alchemy Classic".

There are more than ten kinds of healing pills recorded in the book, and the effects are similar, so it should be enough for this purchase of pills.

As a county town, Zhaoling City is quite different from a small county town like Dehua City.

The city wall of the county city is tall and majestic, and the city gate is two feet wide. A row of soldiers lined up at the gate of the city, armed with knives and guns, blocking the refugees who intend to enter the city.

Zhang He was dressed luxuriously and rode a tall horse. The soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to step forward to stop him, so he rode into the city easily.

At this time, it was just dawn, and the shops and hawkers in the city had just opened, but it seemed much more lively than Dehua City.

According to what Mei Yingxue said, in the south of Zhaoling City, there is a special city for cultivators, and only cultivators can enter it.

After Zhang He entered the city, according to the general direction Mei Yingxue said, he found that the end of the street ahead was blocked by a bluestone wall, which turned out to be a dead end.

But he was not disappointed, instead he walked forward with a smile on his face.

When he approached, there happened to be a person walking straight out of the bluestone wall. The person only glanced at Zhang He and then turned and left.

Zhang He walked towards the wall, and knocked on the wall out of curiosity. It was hard, and there was no difference between ordinary bluestone walls. If someone who didn't know it directly hit it with his head, he would definitely be able to afford a big bag.

According to the method Mei Yingxue said, he circulated the mana in his body, and then pushed his hand towards the wall, and his arm easily passed through the hard wall just now, as if the wall was just an illusory projection.

Immortal cultivators' methods are indeed miraculous!

Zhang He sighed,

Take another step forward and walk through the wall with ease.

Behind the bluestone wall is a wide street, which seems to be no different from the other side of the wall.

It's just that the people walking on the streets here are all immortal cultivators, and the names of various shops also carry the aura of immortality.

What kind of elixir shop, lingcao hall, lingmi store, magic weapon shop, Taoist robe cleaning and polishing, elixir refining, recycling of used magic tools, old for new...

All in all.

Zhang He first walked into a elixir shop, and the layout inside was no different from that of an ordinary pharmacy.

The rows of shelves inside are full of goods, and the variety is much richer than the nameless shops in Dehua City.

When Zhang He entered the store, the shopkeeper was greeting other customers, so he took the opportunity to take a look inside and learn more.

This shop mainly sells pills, but also sells some elixir.

In fact, the average immortal cultivator does not know how to make alchemy, and it is useless to buy elixir. At most, they can make some uninitiated pills such as Peiyuan pills.

Zhang He looked over everything, and it was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. They were all things that he had never seen or heard before.

He also saw Peiyuan Pill on a shelf, priced at one spirit stone.

He also saw two kinds of healing pills, one was Hongsheng Pill and the other was Bailu Pill.

Hongshengdan sells for two spirit stones, and Bailudan sells for two and a half spirit stones.

"This fellow Taoist, what do you need?"

The store manager had already completed the transaction just now, and hurried over to greet Zhang He.

"I want to buy two pills of this Bailudan, can the price be lower?"

"Fellow Daoist is probably the first time to come to Fangshi, all the shops in Fangshi do not bargain, but all the goods can be guaranteed to be genuine.

Only the stall at the end of the street can bargain, but the quality depends on the test of eyesight and luck. "

The shopkeeper explained a few words to Zhang He proudly.

"Look, every kind of elixir in the store has the same quality and potency, no need to choose, and you will never suffer a loss.

Ordinary alchemists can refine the same batch of pills, there are good and bad, but they don't have this level. "

Zhang He was persuaded by the shopkeeper, and finally spent all five of Mei Yingxue's spirit stones and bought two Bailu Dan.

"Senior, I still want to buy a Peiyuan Pill."

After buying Bai Lu Dan, he struggled for a long time, and finally decided to spend the piece of spirit stone in his hand and replace it with Pei Yuan Dan. Strengthening his cultivation is the last word.

"No problem, one spirit stone and one spirit stone for Peiyuan Pill."

Zhang He took out his only spirit stone and handed it to the store manager.

The shopkeeper took the spirit stone and looked at it, "Fellow Daoist, let's change to another spirit stone. The spiritual energy in this spirit stone has been used up a lot, and it can only be regarded as half a spirit stone at most."

"Sorry! I only have this spirit stone left on me, can I pay with silver taels?"

Zhang He is a little embarrassed, he only has this half of the spirit stone after searching all over his body now, and it still comes from a wrong way.

"Silver or gold can also be used, but you will have to pay an additional 10% exchange fee.

That is to say, if you pay with taels of silver, you need to pay 500 taels of silver, plus an exchange fee of 50 taels, for a total of 550 taels. "

Zhang He didn't know until this time that the exchange ratio between the spirit stone and silver was one to one thousand.

But he couldn't hold back even more, because he didn't even have that much money.

The shopkeeper seemed to see Zhang He's embarrassment, and laughed: "If you don't bring enough spirit stones, you can buy them next time, it doesn't matter."