"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
At noon, a long-lasting bell rang on the Fusang sacred tree.
Under the sacred tree, the trunk of the sacred tree had already been surrounded. The Zhang family's disciples, who had just been crowned, heard the sound and rushed towards the sacred tree like rabbits, climbing up the straight trunk.
"here we go!"
On the high platform, under the canopy, the distinguished guests heard the sound of the golden gong, and all paid attention to the Zhang family's children who had begun to climb under the sacred tree.
"The golden gong rings eighty-one. I wonder how many young people can break through the thirty-six ringing this year!"
The King of Shu looked at the sacred tree, turned his head and smiled with other participants.
Someone in the crowd said: "The King of Shu looks down on the Zhang family too much. If you ask me, all the children of the Zhang family are among the best. I will ask: How many of the Zhang family's children can pass the seventy-two rings?"
"Haha!" the King of Shu laughed: "That's because I am a petty person. Please don't blame me, Marquis Jing."
Zhang Zheng said hurriedly: "Don't make fun of me. The Zhang family has children and crowns every year. You all know that in the past hundred years, only Quan Zihao has barely passed the seventy-two rings. It is embarrassing to say that!" "
"What are you talking about, Lord Marquis?" said an earl in the crowd: "As we all know, there are a few geniuses among the Zhang family's children who have won the crown this year! Not to mention the Zhang family in Licheng and the crown prince have already been surveyed and destroyed. Ji, if it weren't for today's crowning and baptism, I'm afraid I would have stepped into the golden elixir.
With such talent, he will definitely be able to surpass the seventy-two rings of the golden gong."
"It's so, so, so much!" Another person in the crowd said: "There is also the Zhongnan Zhang family, and the Zhang family in the northeast is also comparable to the Zhang family in Licheng, so there are three of them, and there are still some who are hidden, so the Marquis There’s no need to be too modest here!”
Hearing this, Zhang Zheng shook his head, looked at each other and said nothing to the King of Shu.
When everyone saw this, they started talking to their acquaintances.
King Shu and Zhang Zheng whispered: "Why did you let Lin'er also participate in the crowning and baptism of the sacred tree? His foundation..."
"Don't worry!" Zhang Hao said: "I have my own sense of discretion!"
When the King of Shu heard this, he frowned slightly, then relaxed and said: "When did you, my boy, complete the work for him?"
Before Zhang Zheng could answer, the King of Shu said again: "You shouldn't! For Lin'er, you have been running around for ten years. You have traveled to famous mountains and rivers, visited all the hermits and masters, but you have found nothing. You have rummaged through the royal treasure house. After all, everyone has accepted their fate, how come it suddenly gets better?"
Zhang Zheng heard this and said angrily: "What? Why don't you see my son?"
The King of Shu hurriedly smiled and said: "Where is it? Aren't you curious? It was congenitally damaged, and so many famous masters and saints were unable to do anything about it. But you suddenly cured it, which inevitably makes people curious.
And you have to think about it, Lin'er must not be the only one in this world who was born damaged."
The King of Shu joked first, and then said the last words with a serious expression.
Zhang Zheng sighed when he heard this.
There are many people in the world who are like Zhang Lin, although we cannot say that they are like the crucian carp crossing the river, but they are still not a few.
And logically, if congenital damage can be cured, it will naturally be easier for those with acquired damage.
In addition, those who suffered acquired damage were mostly from fighting for the human race and occupying the righteous cause.
Zhang Zheng could imagine that after today, the scene in front of Zhengnan Mansion would be crowded with people.
When the time comes, how should he explain it to the world?
Tell the truth directly?
That would be more troublesome than telling the world that Zhang has a way to make up for his inherent deficiencies.
After all, a few ancestors with mortal companion creatures established China's dominance.
No one wants to see a congenital companion again.
Because no one can guarantee whether the emergence of such a character will bring Blue Star to the top or whether Dali will dominate the world.
Even in Da Li, it makes people's hearts wander.
Because they don't know whether Da Li will dominate the world, or whether he will be a detached one, like in the West, where there will be a religion that will override the imperial power.
And the sect doesn't know if there is one family that completely controls a sect.
Looking at the King of Shu in front of him, Zhang Zheng didn't know whether they would continue to carefully maintain the peace of the land of Bashu after today as in the past.
"The thirty-sixth bell, I'm from the Zhang family in the northeast. How many of you are willing to compete for the seventy-two bells?"
On the sacred tree, the thirty-sixth golden gong sounded, and a dozen Zhang family's children landed steadily at a height of 3,000 feet. Looking at the remaining 6,000 feet of sacred tree, the young man from the Zhang family in the northeast asked the others. people.
Seventy-two rings, six thousand feet.
That height is destined to be enough for them to reach the realm of gods without falling.
For thousands of years, only a few hands could reach that height.
Over the past hundred years, among the Zhang family's descendants, only Zhang Hao has climbed to the level of seventy-three rings.
Seventy-two rings will be an insurmountable chasm.
Although they boast that they are extremely talented, if they do not step onto the six thousand feet when the sound of the seventy-two golden gongs falls, then there is no difference between them and the thirty-six steps on the three thousand feet.
There will be no adventures in the future, it is just the difference between Jin Dan and Nascent Soul.
When everyone heard this, they all became serious.
With their talents, stepping into Three Thousand Feet is just a warm-up.
Seventy-two rings must reach six thousand feet, which is their goal.
"Do you want to compete?" The Zhang family's children in Licheng looked around and said to everyone: "Who can advance six thousand feet in seventy-two rings first?"
Hearing this, everyone nodded and said, "Okay!"
After saying this, when the thirty-seventh golden gong sounded, they all got up and climbed higher.
Zhang Lin saw that everyone was looking up, so he sat down and meditated.
Climbing the Fuso tree requires the right talent.
That is, the bloodline of the Golden Crow.
Theoretically speaking, the purer your bloodline, the higher you can climb.
The second is luck, understanding, cultivation and other factors.
It's like an exam.
Major subjects often account for the largest number of points.
But Zhang Lin is confident that with his bloodline talent, he can climb at least eight thousand feet.
But this is not enough.
He needs stronger power, and his goal is not the seventy-two golden gongs.
what he wants
It's the summit.
Be the first climber to reach the top of Fuso in thousands of years.
The sound of the golden gong can stimulate the blood of Zhang's children, causing it to boil and amplify.
For example, if the blood purity is one hundred percent, under the stimulation of the sound of the golden gong, it will increase to one hundred and ten percent.
But the stimulation of the sound of the golden gong will eventually bring backlash.
It's like playing a game and being furious, you will always become weak at the end of the time.
Therefore, the children of the Zhang family always sprint when the sound of the golden gong sounds, and adjust their breath when the sound of the golden gong disappears.
What Zhang Lin needs to do now is to improve the purity of his bloodline and deepen his own heritage.
Before the sound of seventy-two golden gongs fell, he climbed more than eight thousand feet.
Therefore, he planned to change to something that could improve blood purity, luck, cultivation, and understanding in a short period of time.
The hibiscus sacred tree has lush branches and leaves.
Zhang Lin opened the innate spiritual treasure in a secret place, looked at his situation and began to prepare.
Name: Zhang Lin
Cultivation:
Body Refining [Strengthening the Inner Realm] [Later Stage]
Refining Qi【Qi Nourishing Realm】【Middle Stage】
Refining God [Yun Shen Realm] [Early Stage]
Technique:
Talisman and seal type: [Water gathering talisman, thunder talisman, rain praying talisman, peace talisman, peach blossom talisman, five elements talisman]
Kung Fu categories: [Zhang’s Swordsmanship (Enter the House), Tiyunzong (Excellent Skills), Cultivation Secret Code (Basic Cultivation of the Acquired Level·Golden Legend)]
Bloodline Talent: [Golden Crow Bloodline 30%+]
Bloodline magical power: [Fire control, Nine Yang True Fire, Dawn Golden Eyes, Wu Ming]
equipment:
[Bagua Talisman]: middle grade spiritual level, purple excellence
[100-year-old peach wood sword]: low-grade spiritual level, excellent purple color
The remaining creation points are: creation points (thirteen thousand)
Magical powers (earth magic)
Detailed explanation of the formation (entering the hall)
Alchemy (Introduction to the Basics, Proficient in Refining Pills below the Spiritual Level)
Chapter completed!