Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Dehua City sent envoys to collect corvee from the two towns. Ten days later, there was no movement from the two towns.

On this day, a group of ten immortal cultivators came to Duihe Town, the leader was a dark-faced man in the late stage of Qi training.

When the black-faced man arrived in Duhe Town, he directly announced: "Duihe Town failed to complete the task of expropriating corvees on time, and now the City Lord's Mansion has decided to take back the management right of Duhe Town and appoint another capable person to manage it.

Right now, Duihe Town is being taken over by me for the time being, and the irrelevant personnel should quickly leave Duhe Town, otherwise they will bear the consequences. "

"roll!"

The only reply to the black-faced man was Fat Tiger's loud shout.

"It seems that you are toasting and don't eat fine wine. Today is just a good time to show your prestige!"

As the black-faced man spoke, he sacrificed a low-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, and slashed at Fat Tiger. He recently got a magic weapon, which greatly boosted his confidence.

Being able to own a magic weapon is already a guarantee of strong combat power among Qi training monks. There are dozens of spirit stones, which most people can't afford.

He will use this sword to behead the fat tiger today, so that he can claim meritorious service from the city lord when he returns.

When Fat Tiger saw the flying sword coming, his mana shook, and a wooden box behind him was shattered, revealing a big knife inside.

He has liked to play big swords since he was a child, and he had to be a big ring knife to do it.

Zhang He originally equipped him with a mid-grade flying sword, but Zhang He had dozens of such flying swords anyway.

They are all low-grade black iron flying swords obtained in Lu Bo's mansion last time. After soaking in the spiritual spring for a few days, they become middle-grade flying swords.

However, even if Fat Hucheng became an immortal cultivator, he still couldn't forget the Dahuandao, and pestered Zhang He to beg for several months.

In the end, Zhang He got annoyed, took back the mid-grade flying sword in his hand, and sold it for more than a hundred pieces of spirit stones in the square market.

Then he bought all the more than one hundred spirit stones for black iron, which weighed dozens of catties.

Zhang He used these dark irons to refine a super-large Dahuan Dao, soaked in Lingquan for a few days, and it became a medium-grade magic weapon.

At this time, Fat Tiger held the medium-grade magic weapon in his hand, and pulled a saber flower, shaking the iron ring on the back of the saber rattling.

Seeing the opponent's low-grade flying sword coming,

He didn't dodge or give way, and he slashed head-on.

"when!"

Feijian broke in two on the spot and fell to the ground.

"Ah! How do you have a medium-grade magic weapon?"

The low-grade magic weapon that the black-faced man managed to get his hands on had been broken into two pieces before it was warmed up in his hands.

At this moment, the black-faced man was staring at the broken sword on the ground, feeling worse than a broken neck.

"Everyone go up together, kill him, and everyone will share the wealth equally."

As soon as the black-faced man finished speaking, the nine people who came with him rushed forward, ready to cut the fat tiger into pieces.

However, at the same time, Fat Tiger's hand holding the knife shook, and an iron ring on the back of the knife flew out spinning, and it was put on the black-faced man's head in one fell swoop.

"Ahhh!"

The black-faced man let out a scream, and then there was a soft bang, his head was broken into several pieces like a watermelon.

After the iron ring successfully beheaded one person, it made a semi-circle in the air, and put it on another person's head.

When Zhang He specially refined this big ring knife for him, the design idea was that the big knife in his hand could be used for close combat and also be used as a defensive shield.

As for the seven iron rings on the back of the knife, in addition to being beautiful, they must also have some practical functions.

These seven rings can fly out to hurt the enemy, but he is not strong enough now, so he can only sacrifice four rings at the same time.

"Ahhh..."

With a bang, another head was crushed by the iron ring.

At the same time, Duihe Town was his fat tiger's home field, so it was naturally impossible for him to fight alone.

The Black Water Army from other towns formed a formation and rushed towards this side.

The people brought by the black-faced man still have eight survivors. Now that the strongest captain is dead, they have lost the will to fight. go.

Fat Tiger successfully blocked the first round in Dehua County, and now both sides are just testing, and I am afraid that it will be more intense later.

Sure enough, after this battle, another ten days passed, and the ten days seemed very peaceful.

Today, Ye Jun contacted three Foundation Establishment monks in the family, and the four of them came to Heishui Town together.

"I said Ye Jun, you are too timid. The other party is only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and his cultivation level is similar to yours. Do you need to be so cautious?"

Ye Feng sat on the flying sword in a daze, and said indifferently.

"I'm not afraid of a mere Zhang He. It's just that he has set up a formation in Heishui Town. At present, it's better to know what kind of effect his formation has. Naturally, we need to be more cautious."

Ye Jun expressed his concerns.

"So we didn't go to Heishui Town this time, but went to Duihe Town to arrest their subordinates. First, we will lead Zhang He to Duhe Town, and then we will besiege them together."

Ye Jun was still pondering in his mind that Zhang He could have so much wealth, maybe there is some secret method.

When the time comes, if you have the opportunity, you must interrogate well.

The group of Yujian quickly arrived at Duihe Town, and circled around several times in a row as if demonstrating in the sky over Duihe Town.

At the same time, the Fat Tiger who was stationed in Heishui Town saw that a group of strong foundation builders had come to be unkind, so he immediately used the sound transmission talisman to report the situation to Zhang He.

It took only a few minutes for Zhang He to fly from Yujian in Heishui Town to Duihe Town.

As soon as he appeared, two Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately came to kill him. Without further ado, the other two surrounded him and prepared to surround and kill him.

Seeing this, Zhang He didn't want to fight. Before the encirclement circle of four people closed, he rushed out from a gap, and then fled to the distance.

"Don't try to run!"

"Catch the spies!"

Where can the four of them allow Zhang He to escape, and immediately catch up.

Zhang He is now flying with all his strength, and he is flying to a remote place. He wants to find a geomantic treasure for the four of them.

There were four people on the other side, and he only had himself and the little skeleton hidden in the space.

The little skull is now in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the magic weapon in his hand is a top-grade magic weapon, so it should be no problem to deal with the three or four people in front of him.

Zhang He fled all the way, and finally found a place where there was no one, and then stopped.

"Hey! Why didn't you run away?" Ye Feng jokingly said at this time, chasing at the front.

"I helped you find a treasured land of geomantic omen. I don't know if the four of you are satisfied. You will sleep here in the future. If you don't like it, I can change another place for you."

Before Zhang He spoke, he had already hidden the little skull underground, waiting for a chance to kill him with one blow.

"Hmph! You have a big tone! Let me show you today, and you will know how to keep a low profile in your next life..."

The monk hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a white jade skull emerged from the ground behind him.

Immediately after the little skull appeared, it stabbed straight from bottom to top with a sword, like candied haws on a string, and strung the Ye Family cultivator onto the dagger.

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