Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

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Zhang He almost sacrificed Hue Xiang, so he lowered the price of the pill furnace to 50 spirit stones, bought the pill furnace, and left the market in a hurry.

This time, he first sold dozens of elixir at once, and later spent 50 spirit stones to buy an alchemy furnace in a crowded place like Fang City, which is already a bit publicized.

However, these things will have to be done sooner or later, and cannot be avoided.

Zhang He didn't know if anyone was following him. In short, he was careful. After leaving the city, he didn't go in the direction of Dehua City, but chose the opposite direction.

When he walked for more than ten miles, someone behind him chased him with the Wind Control Technique.

"Peach Blossom Fairy, please wait a moment, I have something to discuss."

Zhang He looked back, and it turned out that it was the bearded man who sold the alchemy furnace to him in Fangshi.

There was another person traveling with him, he had met in Fangshi before, it was the old man who was the first one who wanted to buy a pill furnace, it turned out that these two people were in the same group.

The cultivation of these two people has reached the middle stage of Qi training. The bearded man has five levels of Qi training, and the old man has four levels of Qi training. Any one of them is better than Zhang He.

Zhang He knew that it would be useless to run any longer, so he simply stopped in place and waited for the two to approach.

"I wonder what the two fellow Taoists have learned?"

Zhang He stood there pretty neatly, his eyes flickering, looking charming, as if he was unprepared for the approaching person.

"That's how it is. This time I was doing business abroad with the elders of the clan, and I got some very good rouge and gouache. The fairy is beautiful and beautiful, and it is just right to give it to the fairy."

The bearded man took out a small colorful box from his arms, and made a gesture to throw it to Zhang He.

"Thank you two fellow daoists for your love, I'm so polite!"

Zhang He bent down to salute, and at the same time, a Thunder Spirit Grass seed appeared in his hand. With a flick of his finger, he had already flown towards the direction of the two of them. He had already decided to act first.

Everyone is a man, and Zhang He guessed what the other party wanted from the bearded eyes.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the colored box in the bearded man's hand was blown to pieces.

A burst of pink smoke rose from the spot, enveloping the two of them.

"Hold your breath!"

Seeing the pink smoke rising, the bearded man hastily shouted.

What he contained in this box was not some rouge and gouache, but the "Forbidden Spirit Strange Silver Acacia Powder" that he got at a huge price.

It can restrain the mana of monks, make them weak all over, and stimulate the most desirable desires of the human body. Regardless of men or women, they are at the mercy of others for twelve hours after being poisoned.

But it was too late at this moment, the old man beside him had already inhaled a lot of pink smoke and was obviously poisoned.

Hearing this, Zhang He guessed that the pink smoke was weird, so he didn't dare to approach it, let alone give the other party time to detoxify.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he raised his thin hand again and again, and threw several Thunder Spirit Grass seeds towards the bearded beard.

As for the old man, he was already poisoned at this moment, his face was flushed, and he was groping to untie his clothes, preparing to defile himself.

This scene of the old man was really eye-catching, Zhang He couldn't bear to look directly at it, but the old man was still humming, and the magic sound came into his ears.

"Come on... have fun... Anyway, I have a lot of time, ah...itches~"

If it weren't for the fierce battle now, no matter Zhang He or the bearded man, he would really like to chop the old man with a knife.

When the color box exploded just now, the bearded man also got a lot of powder on his body, but he saw the opportunity early, held his breath in time, and closed his pores, so he didn't get hit.

He can't breathe now, and he can't absorb spiritual energy from the outside world, otherwise the poison will enter the body, and he will suffer the same fate as the old man.

The bearded man was purely trying to restrain himself this time, and now that Zhang He was rushing to attack, he didn't even have a chance to find out the antidote, so he seemed very passive.

However, as a fifth-level Qi training monk, he already possessed spiritual consciousness. Every time Zhang He threw the Thunder Spirit Grass seeds, he had already caught the trajectory with his spiritual consciousness and avoided it in advance.

Although Zhang He threw more than a dozen Thunder Spirit Grass seeds one after another, except for the first sneak attack, he never touched the corner of the bearded man's clothes.

This is the biggest difference between the middle stage of Qi training and the early stage.

Possessing divine consciousness, you can see into the details, you can react quickly, and your spell attacks are more flexible and precise.

"Little Peach Blossom, I advise you to stop obediently and have fun with the uncle! I will let you go afterward."

Although the bearded man repeatedly dodged the explosion of the Thunder Spirit Grass seeds and didn't even dare to take a breath, he still couldn't help but want to tease him.

He didn't believe that the other party could keep bombing like this. Each Thunder Spirit Grass seed cost several pieces of spirit stones. He threw more than ten seeds in such a short period of time, and he felt heartbroken watching it.

This time he wants to get both money and sex, first he will rob sex, and then he will rob money.

But what responded to him was another Thunder Spirit Grass seed.

Relying on his divine sense, the bearded man deftly walked through the explosions again and again, and even took the opportunity to find a flying sword, which he threw out instantly and stabbed at Zhang He.

The flying sword controlled by divine consciousness was extremely fast and extremely precise. Zhang He dodged quickly, but was still stabbed by the sword, opening a transparent hole in his shoulder.

The flying sword controlled by a fifth-level qi-training monk is simply not comparable to that of the eldest son of the Wan family or the captain of the Baijia military school.

Zhang He tried his best to dodge with the wind control technique, but he also wanted to use the flying sword to fend off the enemy, but he didn't have the consciousness, and the control of the sword technique was not as smooth as others, and he had to rely on blood essence to attract it.

In this situation, the other party would not allow him to perform such a complicated operation. The only way to bombard him with Thunder Spirit Grass seeds was the most convenient and trouble-free.

Fortunately, I grew the Lei Lingcao by myself, and I collected a large bag, so it doesn't hurt to use it, and it doesn't hurt to look at it with a beard.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Shhhhhh!"

Zhang He threw a few Thunder Spirit Grass seeds one after another, but he didn't hurt his beard, but was slashed on the leg by the opponent, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

Because the Thunder Spirit Grass seeds are too sensitive to mana, and the explosion speed is too fast, he can only use one seed at a time, which makes it easy for the beard to dodge.

If it continues like this, Zhang He must be the one who is consumed to death.

Thinking of this, Zhang He gritted his teeth. At worst, he would die together. He has already lived two lifetimes. Who is afraid of whom? Only by fighting hard can we survive.

Each hand grabbed a handful of Thunder Spirit Grass seeds, using mana to frantically rush to both hands.

Countless violent and chaotic fluctuations of spiritual power came from both hands, and Zhang He swung the two Thunder Spirit Grass seeds forward with all his strength.

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of seeds spread forward, covering a range of several meters around the bearded man, making him inevitable and nowhere to escape.

At the same time, some Thunder Spirit Grass seeds exploded violently as soon as Zhang He threw them out.

Dozens of grains of Thunder Spirit Grass exploded at the same time, and the continuous flashes of light engulfed the bearded beard and Zhang He.

When the light faded away, the bearded body had been blown into a pile of tatters, torn apart, and he couldn't die anymore.

Zhang He was on the brink of the explosion, and was less impacted, so he was lucky enough to survive, but at this moment his body was riddled with holes, and blood was oozing from everywhere.

On the contrary, the old man who was hit by the strange silver acacia scattered a little far away was less affected, and the huge explosion did not affect his self-entertainment.

At this time, seeing Peach Blossom Fairy in ragged clothes, lying motionless on the ground, the old man tried his best and walked slowly towards him with a lewd smile on his face.

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