Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The next morning, Zhang He got up early and went out of the city. He had already heard many people talking on the way.

Plum Blossom was so mad that she stole nine wealthy households overnight, and the last family set a fire, burning down several houses.

With the help of Zhang He, the Plum Blossom Pirate became famous overnight and became a famous thief.

In a restaurant, a sleepy woman rubbed her eyes and listened to the news with surprise.

I obviously slept all night and didn't go out...

In a mansion in the city, several practitioners were chatting and occasionally exchanging some cultivation experience. At this time, a middle-aged man smiled and said:

"Everyone, have you heard about the Plum Blossom Pirates who stole nine big families in one night last night?"

"Could it be that brother Gu Liang is also interested in these little thieves?"

A monk asked nonchalantly, although the Plum Blossom Bandit was arrogant, he never dared to provoke a real master like them, so everyone didn't take him seriously.

"According to the information I have, the Plum Blossom Pirates stole nine wealthy households in a row. This time, they did not steal gold and silver, but emptied the grain storage."

"what?"

"Could it be..."

Everyone immediately thought of a possibility, the plum blossom thief possessed a magical storage tool in his hand, and only the magic storage tool could evacuate the granary without anyone noticing.

In the entire Dehua County, only the city lord owns a storage bag passed down from his ancestors. Several people here have practiced for decades, but they have never seen such a treasure.

"bump!"

A monk slammed his fist on the table and said righteously: "This Plum Blossom Bandit is lawless, and we all have an obligation to eliminate harm for the people."

"We cultivators must maintain the justice and peace of Dehua City. We must capture this thief alive to reassure the people!"

"To eliminate harm for the people, how can I lose someone like me, Shi!"

"..."

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When Zhang He went out of the city, he saw many soldiers checking, comparing each one with a portrait of the plum blossom robber who did not know where he got it.

When he approached, he saw a "person" in the portrait, which belonged to the kind of extremely abstract painting style that could barely be recognized as a person, and he didn't know how these soldiers judged it.

This time, Zhang He stole nine wealthy households in one night, leaving more than three million catties of grain in the space.

With these grains as a base, he has a lot of confidence in his heart. These days, he has grains in his hand, so he doesn't panic.

Zhang He walked slowly, thinking about the development plan after returning to Heishui Town.

"Hey! Hand over all your belongings, and the uncle will spare you."

A group of ragged refugees suddenly jumped out of the intersection in front of them. There were forty or fifty people in total, with various weapons in their hands, including knives, rusty hatchets, hoes and wooden sticks.

Zhang He remembered that there were no bandits in this section, it turned out to be a group of refugees who got together and imitated other people's toll fees.

Perhaps it was due to their inexperience in robbery. The bandits only robbed poor people passing by, but never robbed people like him who rode tall horses and had status.

Moreover, people block the road and rob only a part, and they rob slowly.

Such inexperienced bandits are good, they will steal all the property as soon as they open their mouths.

If it was possible, Zhang He really didn't want to fight against such refugees. With his current strength, it would be impossible to win by force, and it would be easy to attract infamy.

Immediately, he reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful of dozens of copper coins and scattered them on the side of the road, and ordinary refugees rushed to search for copper coins all over the ground.

"No organization and no discipline!"

Zhang He snorted coldly, took advantage of the confusion and urged his horse to rush out of the encirclement and walk away.

"Oh! You are careless! If you can kill that horse, it will be enough for us to eat for a month."

"At first glance, he looks like a son of a rich family. If you tie another meat ticket, it will be enough for a lifetime."

A group of inexperienced bandits reacted,

Amidst their moaning and sighing, one man and one horse had already run away.

Zhang He came back along the way, and encountered two bandit gangs composed of refugees, both of which were rushed past by Zhang He on his fast horse.

Although these refugee gangs have little experience and strength now, it is a very bad omen. This is a sign of major turmoil.

Preliminary estimates of the refugees outside Dehua City number at least tens of thousands, and the number of refugees scattered in other places is unknown.

So many people are freezing and hungry in winter, who will stick to the non-binding moral bottom line in order to survive, the probability of becoming a bandit is too high.

After returning to Heishui Town, I found that some refugees from other places had gathered in Heishui Town, about several hundred people.

Zhang He immediately called Wei Peng.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

As the number one cultural person under Zhang He, Wei Peng is now very busy every day, in charge of various chores in the town.

"When did those refugees on the street come?"

"It started to come the day before yesterday, and then we got together more and more."

Wei Peng thought that Zhang He was to blame for this, and his expression was a little nervous, "I'll take someone to drive them away immediately."

Zhang He knew that Wei Peng would be wrong, so he quickly waved his hand.

"No, you go to recruit all the refugees gathered in Heishui Town tomorrow, and send them to the nearby barren hills to reclaim wasteland, dig ponds, and open canals.

In the future, if there are refugees who gather here, it is enough to implement this method, so that the refugees can have a bite to eat, and at the same time, don't let them idle. "

Wei Peng was obviously a little surprised. In the past, neither the Wan family nor other wealthy landlord families did this.

Moreover, the number of refugees is too large, how many people must be admitted, and how much food will be consumed?

"You can just do it at ease. In a few days, I will arrange for a guard to go there, organize all the young and strong among the refugees, and practice for an hour or two every day.

You fill in the missing positions of guards from the waiting list in time. "

Wei Peng left after receiving the order. Recruiting refugees is easy, as long as they have something to eat, they can do whatever they want.

Now that there are so many subordinates at his disposal, Zhang He doesn't need to do it himself, he can just grasp the key backbone.

In addition, he bought 30 bows and arrows this time, and he planned to give each of the cavalry one set, and keep the remaining ten bows and arrows.

Zhang He gave all these bows and arrows to old man Zhang, and asked him to handle this matter, so he would not participate in the peace.

After dealing with a few things, Zhang He rode to Qifeng Mountain to continue his training.

This time, he couldn't find out the strength of General Gu Liang. Anyway, he was better than self-improvement. He only had a few months left, so he had to speed up his training.

This time, he pulled out a five-leaf five-leaf Peiyuan grass from the space, and used it to make Peiyuan pills.

I heard from an old man in an unnamed shop that when the five-leaf peony grass is mature, there are only five leaves, and it will be the same no matter how long it is cultivated after maturity, and the medicinal power will not increase at all.

It took more than half a day, and a pot of Peiyuan pills was successfully baked.

This time he actually got five Peiyuan Pills, and after taking one, he felt that the spiritual power in this pill was much stronger.

The mana gained from refining every day was at least a quarter more, and it took a total of twelve days to refine all the spiritual energy in it.

The Peiyuan Pill prepared from the mature five-leaf Peiyuancao is actually so much better than the two-leaf panacea.

In the following days, Zhang He lived at the foot of Qifeng Mountain and devoted himself to practicing.

Occasionally, there were things that could not be decided in Heishui Town, and Wei Peng or old man Zhang would ride over to seek his opinion.

Every once in a while, Wei Peng would organize some outside news into a book and send it to him for viewing.

Now the place has become more and more chaotic, many refugees gathered together to plunder, and the scale has grown from dozens of people at the beginning to a large gang of hundreds or thousands of people.

At present, various groups are still annexing and merging with each other, and it is not impossible to develop into an organization with tens of thousands of people in the future.

In many refugee gangs, the prototype of the organizational structure has already appeared.

At the same time, Wei Peng has accepted thousands of refugees, and they are all scattered on various hills to open up wasteland.

When Zhang He saw the news, he didn't know whether it was good news or bad news.

The bad thing is that his Blackwater Town may also be affected, and the foundation that has just been conquered will not be guaranteed.

The good thing is not for him personally, but the world is too perverted, the low-level tenants are squeezed to the point of being inferior to livestock, and it is time to take up arms to resist.

If it weren't for the fact that he wants to cultivate immortals every day, and he doesn't have time, he would like to plunge into the torrent of the times, shouting a few slogans, "Emperors and generals are better than each other".

Well, I don't have time now, let's cultivate immortals first, Zhang He thought wildly for a while, and continued to practice cross-legged.