Wang Lingguan.

Sa Shoujian, a disciple of Sa Celestial Master.

The protector of the Taoist sect, the head of the five hundred spiritual officials, nicknamed: Dutian Jie Great Spiritual Officer.

Leading the Lei Department, the official position of Lei on the 35th Train, with the title of Taiyi Lei Yinghua Tianzun, belongs to the Lei Department, but is not under the jurisdiction of the Lei Department, so it is a special existence.

The most special place of Wang Lingguan.

It's his eyes.

Able to recognize changes and distinguish between good and evil.

The effect of Zhao Rui's Qingling Eye is somewhat similar to that of Wang Lingguan's Divine Eye.

Even if Zhao Rui's future cannot grow to the level of Wang Lingguan.

But as long as there is three-thirds of heat, it can be called a great blessing, and Zhang Heng's hard work will be worth it.

"Maoshan belongs to the Zhengyi Alliance and is in the same camp as the Four Heavenly Masters."

"Wang Lingguan is a disciple of Master Sa. If he ascends to heaven in the future, with this relationship and the Eyes of the Clear Spirit, Zhao Rui may not have the opportunity to follow Wang Lingguan and practice eye skills."

Zhang Heng thought about it.

I just feel that Zhao Rui has a bright future, and the human world is just her starting point.

As for Zhang Heng himself.

It will be easier for him.

Zhang Tianshi, the leader of the four great heavenly masters, wanted to appoint him as the envoy of the Tianji Mansion and the Supervisory Capital.

Damao Jun wants him to serve Dongyue and be in charge of the underworld after he ascends.

As for Lord Ermao and Lord Sanmao, they want him to ascend to the immortal world and participate in the construction of the upper world's orthodoxy, adding to his burden.

There is also the Nanhua Immortal.

Nanhua Immortal wanted him to follow him to the Nanhua world to practice and gain enlightenment.

It's like a college student who hasn't graduated yet was hired internally by three big companies in advance.

Therefore, Zhang Heng is not confused about the future, nor does he think he will be unemployed after graduation.

"Ascension..."

Thinking about what happens after ascension.

Zhang Heng thought about the Feitian Platform of the Changsheng Tribe again.

This is the most ascended treasure. If you take it back, it will be a great addition to the sect.

"Yang Pan, come see me quickly..."

That night.

No one knows what Zhang Heng and Yang Pan said.

All we know is that the Northern Wilderness Army set off overnight and chose to set up camp in front of the border.

influenced by.

People in all the grassland tribes were in panic. Because they were not sure what King Min was thinking, they had to follow Chen Bing to the border and be on guard at all times.

Three days later.

The border of the Immortal Tribe...

"Marshal Mu Lihua, what do you think the Han people are doing this time? Let me tell you, why should we be wary of them? Three hundred thousand tribal warriors leapt on horseback and marched south. In the first battle, they went to the Beihuang Camp. In the second battle, they went to You, Ji Erzhou.

, wouldn’t it be great to take Kaifeng directly to the capital?”

In the handsome tent.

Generalissimo Mu Lihua is having a barbecue.

There were more than a dozen military generals sitting around him.

"The Prancing Horse Jiangnan, why don't I think about it."

"It's a pity that it's not the right time yet. There are three heroes standing side by side on the grassland, and our Changsheng tribe is just one of them."

"It's easy for us to do some looting alone, but it's hard to do anything else."

"The Great Khan is a man of great talent and strategy, so he thought of working internally first and externally, sending envoys, paying tribute, and treating the Zhao royal family with a respectful attitude, stabilizing the hearts of the Zhao royal family, so as to buy more time and annex more

tribe."

Mu Lihua cut the meat and distributed it to other generals.

Hear this.

A general said: "Generalissimo, how long do you have to wait? I won't wait until my beard turns white."

"how long?"

Mu Lihua fell into silence.

We have to wait until we can control millions of strings and decide the Central Plains in one battle.

We have to wait until strong people gather together and are not afraid of the alliance of the various factions in the Central Plains.

Five years, ten years, twenty years.

How long do you have to endure it?

As long as you can endure it, the day will come when the clouds and mist will clear away and you will see the blue sky.

even.

If this generation doesn't work, then the next generation will do it.

If the next generation doesn't work, then the next generation will do it.

One day, the descendants of Changshengtian will stand on Kaifeng City and announce their witness and conquest to the whole world.

"You don't have to wait any longer."

suddenly.

Cold voices sounded outside the tent.

Everyone looked up.

I saw a young man dressed in Central Plains clothes walking in with a sword.

"who are you?"

Mu Lihua was shocked.

You must know that this is a large tent of the Chinese army. Not even a fly can fly in. How could a stranger appear?

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"What matters is what I do."

Zhang Heng glanced over.

Finally, it fell on Marshal Mu Lihua, Cavalry General Miele, and the first warrior Subie Etai.

"what are you up to?"

Mu Lihua felt that the person who came was not good.

Just looking around, and then thinking that this was the Chinese army's tent, I felt more at ease.

"Old days."

"Zhao Taizu defeated Shu, broke into the enemy camp single-handedly, captured the commander alive and returned."

Zhang Heng's eyes fell on Mu Lihua: "I want to try it too."

"Be bold!"

"kill him!"

The generals in the camp drew their swords one after another.

There was a burst of hacking, and soon a general said with a ferocious smile: "Where did the wild monk come from, blowing randomly, and he was hacked to death by my knife."

Take a closer look.

Shocked, the person who was hacked to death by him could not have been his lieutenant.

chaos...

Dream, change, illusion.

The three arts enveloped the military camp.

I saw fog rising everywhere in the military camp, and the shouts of killing rose to the sky.

Zhang Heng stood quietly in the sky.
To be continued...