Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The red-haired young man is now depressed and angry, but has no way to vent his anger.

He had just chased him here and confirmed that the other party was inside this building. Before he could enter the door, the aura disappeared again.

However, the tall building in front of him wouldn't let him in. He was asked to show an invitation letter. What the hell was he going to do?

After asking around for a long time and spending a lot of spiritual stones, I finally bought an invitation letter from a scalper at a high price. After entering, I saw thousands of golden elixir monks gathering inside.

If his identity is revealed, he must not be beaten back to his original form.

Since his recovery, he has rarely had contact with humans. Although he knows that the battle between humans and demons has long ended, he still follows his previous inertial thinking in his heart.

I thought that the human race would still be as defensive as it was ten thousand years ago.

In fact, today is no longer the era of ten thousand years ago. After tens of thousands of years of peace and prosperity, no one at the scene paid attention to this matter at all.

It's just that if he wants to find the hidden part of the body among the thousands of golden elixir monks, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Now that he's here, the red-haired young man naturally wants to look for it. At least he is much closer to the target now, and the search scope is limited to this small area.

The red-haired young man walked among a group of Jindan monks, glancing left and right, feeling that everyone was so suspicious.

If others don't look at him, he feels that this person must have a guilty conscience. If others look at him, he feels that this person is trying to cover up his feelings.

After walking around in a group, I felt that there were loopholes everywhere and everyone was suspected, but it was of no use at all.

When the red-haired young man was dizzy in the crowd, in the space of Zhang He and within the Red Flame Sea of ​​Consciousness, the clones of Zhang He and the Undead Demon King were still having friendly exchanges.

"Can you sense the strength of your opponent?"

Zhang He felt that he was too nervous now that he had not even met each other and the opponent's strength was unknown.

After all, the person in front of me is also a part of the immortal demon king, and now he has to hide in his body and dare not come out.

"This cannot be measured by superficial strength at all. You see, even if I only have one drop of blood left, you can't kill me.

Now the opponent must have recovered one step ahead of me, and has also swallowed other body branches, so his strength will definitely not be weak.

Even if they are in the Golden Core realm, they have my own combat experience, as well as innate magical powers and other aspects, they are enough to crush a little guy like you. "

"Ha! It was a little Luoluo like me who took away your body."

"Can't you kill me?"

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When two life-and-death rivals faced a common enemy, both sides gave up their prejudices, sought common ground while reserving differences, fully exchanged views, and enhanced their mutual understanding.

All in all it was a successful meeting.

When Zhang He and Mei Yingxue finished eating this portion of food, they already had a rough understanding of the matter. The other party should be stronger than himself.

The opponent's purpose is to devour Chi Yan. His clone has been completely integrated with Chi Yan. It is not easy to withdraw the soul.

And he was very satisfied with the body of the Immortal Demon King. Where could he find such a good body now?

Even if he takes the initiative to hand over Chiyan's physical body, it is still unknown whether the other party will let him go. It all depends on the other party's will.

Zhang He and Mei Yingxue wandered around the hall casually after eating. Mei Yingxue liked to look at each stall and then bargain with the stall owners. She seemed to enjoy it endlessly.

At this time, a spirited young man with red hair was wandering in the hall. He had a pair of bright eyes, always looking at passers-by, like a thief stealing things.

The red-haired young man's unusual performance immediately attracted Zhang He's attention.

"This Taoist friend is very familiar to me. I wonder where he practices?"

Zhang He immediately took the initiative to walk over and bowed his hand to the red-haired young man.

This shocked the red-haired young man. He thought his identity had been discovered, so he pretended to be calm and returned the favor.

"I've been practicing at home in seclusion and rarely go out. It's normal that I haven't seen my Taoist friends."

Zhang He made an excuse to chat with the red-haired young man for a few words. He couldn't tell whether the other person was not another part of the body consciousness of the immortal demon king.

After the two of them chatted thoughtfully for a few words, they bowed and said goodbye.

After that, Zhang He and Mei Yingxue continued to linger among various stalls, shopping, and then walked to Aowu's stall.

"Fellow Daoist Ao, haven't you found the Qinglong wood yet?"

The two had struck up a conversation before, so Zhang Heyi greeted him as soon as he approached, appearing very familiar.

"The Azure Dragon Tree is not native to Middle-earth, so it would be extremely difficult to find one."

Aowu sighed and couldn't help but shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist Ao, I actually have a branch of Qinglong wood. Is it useful to you?"

"Really? Of course it works. Please take it out and let me take a look, fellow Taoist."

Aowu was overjoyed. He didn't expect that after searching for so long, he would finally have a chance to find a Green Dragon tree today.

Zhang He just stood there and looked around, but did not take out the green dragon wood immediately.

Aowu slapped his forehead, "Sorry, I was negligent."

There are many people in this hall, so it is not a place for trading important items.

In order to make it easier for everyone to trade valuables, there are many secret rooms on the west side of the hall. When the two of them enter them, they can open the isolation formation to prevent outsiders from prying into them.

At this time, Chi Yan in the space opened and closed his consciousness to cut a branch from the Qinglong wood, and then pretended to take it out from the storage bag.

The green dragon wood in Zhang He's hand was as thick as an arm, more than three feet long, and was stained with blood, indicating that many people had spilled blood on the spot fighting for this object.

Aowu took the green dragon tree branch from Zhang He and felt a little excited.

"How do fellow Taoists want to trade?"

"I don't want the golden elixir puppet, but the method of refining the puppet."

Zhang He now has two golden elixirs plus the little skeleton. In recent years, several of his subordinates have advanced to the golden elixir stage. He does not lack the golden elixir combat power.

He is more interested in the method of puppet refining.

He prefers fishing to fish.

Ao Wu looked embarrassed, "Fellow Taoist should also know that the puppetry technique is our Ao family's special skill and is never spread to others."

"I don't want any advanced puppetry skills. I just want some basic and relatively simple puppetry skills. Isn't this difficult?"

Zhang He got some memories from Aowu's consciousness last time, which contained some puppetry skills, but it was not comprehensive.

It just so happens that the Sun Moon Alliance doesn't have much information on puppetry.

"If you only need basic puppetry, it's not difficult. All you have to do is promise not to spread it to others."

"It's natural."

Immediately, the two happily completed this win-win transaction.

Both of them were in a good mood when they walked out of the secret room.

What they didn't know was that when Aowu walked out of the secret room, the red-haired young man had already noticed something strange and rushed towards him in the crowd.

There are many monks in this hall, and he cannot use his divine consciousness arbitrarily. Using divine consciousness in such a place will cause public outrage, otherwise he can now lock the opponent with his divine consciousness.

After Zhang He completed the transaction, he was in a good mood. When he saw Mei Yingxuemu waiting outside the secret room, he grabbed her hand and continued to sneak into the crowd.

Mei Yingxue's hand gave a symbolic break, but without breaking free, she let Zhang He hold his hand and leave.

"Are you planning another bad idea?"

Mei Yingxue asked after walking to a place with few people.

"How is it possible? How could I have bad thoughts towards you?" Zhang He denied subconsciously.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Something was wrong with you just now. You would never actively and enthusiastically criticize strangers for striking up conversations.

You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. It was wrong to take the initiative to find that red-haired young man just now.

There is nothing wrong with that proud Taoist friend later.”

After hearing these words, Zhang He had to re-examine Mei Yingxue.

How can he go out to drink wine like this in the future? Maybe you can deduce what he has done from a long hair.

"Also, what were you talking about just now?"

Before Zhang He could break away from his thoughts, Mei Yingxue raised her eyebrows and asked, clenching her fists.

"Me! What did I say?"

Zhang He was stunned for a while before he realized what he said and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Are you looking down on me? I'm not worth your bad thoughts?"

"Then I have bad intentions towards you?"

Zhang He asked tentatively.

"Idiot, idiot, do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?"

Zhang He scratched his head, feeling that women were really troublesome and would only affect the speed of my sword. The ancients were honest and could not deceive me.

After Aowu successfully traded the green dragon wood, he put the green dragon wood away and hurried out of the hall. Not long after he left, the red-haired young man also left the hall.

Two hours later, outside the capital city, Aowu flew in a hurry on a large puppet bird, quickly passing over a plain, then over a mountain, and across a river.

Ever since he traded to Qinglongmu, he felt as if a pair of eyes had been staring at him, and no matter how he moved, he just couldn't get rid of them.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something, and turned around to see a red-haired young man flying towards him quickly.

Now that the other party has appeared, Aowu is no longer nervous and stops quietly, waiting for the other party to approach.

"I don't know why my friend is chasing me all the time."

"I can sense that there is an item on your body that is very important to me. Can you show it to me?"

Aowu secretly thought that he was indeed coming for his Qinglong Wood.

"Sorry, this item is also very important to me and cannot be ceded."

snort! He really regarded himself as a soft persimmon. Thinking of this, Aowu knew that things could not get better, so he stopped showing weakness.

With a raise of his hand, ten puppets appeared around his body. Each one had the strength of golden elixir. This was his biggest support. Even against Nascent Soul, he dared to resist even one and a half moves.

What's more, judging by his aura, the other party only has a golden elixir cultivation level and is no better than himself.

In addition to selling puppets, the Ao family's status in the world of immortality is mainly achieved through their own strength.

"So this is what you rely on? You do have some ability, but it's still not enough."

The red-haired young man ignored the ten golden elixir puppets who were eyeing him eagerly, and still slowly approached Aowu.

Aowu had never seen such a lifeless madman. He immediately controlled his consciousness and activated ten puppets at the same time.

The ten golden elixir puppets had different attributes, and the attack methods they used were also different. Ten rays of light of different colors blasted at the red-haired young man at the same time.

"chirp"

The red-haired young man let out a cry and transformed into a gorgeous big bird in the air. The big bird had flames rising from its body and a long tail feather on its tail.

The big bird dodged several attacks in the air, and the remaining ones were blown away by his wings. The wings were only slightly damaged, but they were not serious.

The first round of attacks by the ten puppets all failed.

"you are not human!"

At any other time, this would have been a curse word, but at this moment it was just a statement of fact.

Aowu also didn't expect that there would be such a big monster hiding in the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After dodging the puppet's attack, the gorgeous bird jumped forward quickly, spitting out a stream of flames from its mouth, and landed on a puppet.

Most of Aowu's puppets are made of spirit wood. Although they have undergone many fireproof treatments, they were still ignited by the flames spouted by the gorgeous bird at this moment, and a raging fire broke out in an instant.

The flaming puppet pounced on the gorgeous bird before he lost the last of his ability to move.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the burning puppet exploded instantly. The gorgeous bird was knocked backwards and somersaulted several times. When he stood up again, his feathers were messy, as if someone had pulled his fur and rubbed him. for a while.

Ever since Aowu left the city, Zhang He had restrained his aura, used the Earth Escape Technique, and followed Aowu from a distance.

The blood stains on the piece of Qinglong wood he traded to Ao Wu were naturally from Chi Yan's body, carrying his aura.

Aowu didn't take it too seriously at the time. Bloody fights over a treasure often happened in the world of immortality. It was normal for a treasure to be stained with blood.

The blood on the Qinglong Wood continues to emit a weak aura. Only the red-haired young man with the same origin can sense this level of aura.

This kind of breath induction seems to be isolated only by space, and storage bags do not have this effect.

Ever since the two of them left the secret room, the red-haired young man had sensed this aura and successfully mistakenly thought that Chi Yan was on Ao Wu.

Aowu carried this pot with a firm heart and successfully lured the red-haired young man out.

Aowu flew very fast all the way, but Zhang He, who was burrowing into the ground, suffered a lot. The ground escape technique was not good at speed, so it was very hard for him to chase him all the way.

When he was about to lose track of him, the red-haired young man caught up with him very confidently, finally letting Zhang He breathe a sigh of relief.

The next step was to watch the show quietly. The two of them fought vigorously and looked extremely tragic.

Zhang He also finished cracking a handful of melon seeds on the ground, and drank a few more sips of spiritual wine to suppress the horror in his heart.

His spiritual consciousness was powerful and had already reached the realm of Nascent Soul. He watched the battle quietly. As long as they did not interfere with the battle between the two sides, the two of them could not discover him.

At this time, several of Aowu's puppets had self-destructed, and the gorgeous bird's feathers were messy and uncomfortable.

Just now, one of Aowu's arms flew out, landed in front of the gorgeous bird and exploded with a "boom".

His arm is similar to the opening and closing of a rocket launcher.

What really surprised Zhang He was that this Aowu body was also a puppet.