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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: The Dawn of the Ascension of Teaching

  "Ah Heng, where is that monster?"

A few minutes later.

 Zhang Heng took care of everything, and then the exorcist and Father Wu arrived.

“Uncle Master, I have already dealt with that monster, and it is currently being sealed in the basement.”

 Zhang Heng smiled: "That thing is not very strong, it just has two forms. If you have no contact with it and confront it rashly, it will be easy to be restrained by it, just like how powerful it is."

 The feeling of being a vampire to Zhang Heng is a bit like that of the Three Holy Envoys of Persia that Zhang Wuji encountered in The Legend of Heaven and the Dragon.

The real strength of the Three Holy Envoys of Persia is at the level of the two envoys of Mingjiao plus the White-browed Eagle King, and cannot reach the level of Shaolin Sandu.

However, the Persian martial arts they used were weird and very different from the martial arts in the Central Plains. Zhang Wuji fought against the Three Holy Envoys of Persia and was beaten worse than when he fought against Shaolin Sandu.

 The same goes for vampires.

 With some understanding, you may not be able to beat Dragon Slayer one-on-one.

The dragon slayer died miserably because he didn’t know that vampires and zombies are two different species, just like crabs and crayfish. They both have shells and pliers, but they are two different things and they are eaten in different ways. The result is that they are careless.

People are gone.

"Although I haven't seen that monster with my own eyes, it can kill dragons, so I guess it's not a soft persimmon."

"I rushed back from the sound of thunder. When I arrived at the scene, I even took care of the body. From this point of view, once the two sides fight, the monster will be gone within a few moves. I may not be able to solve it so quickly. I,

But my nephew can, but his combat prowess is probably no longer inferior to mine!"

 Zhang Heng was thinking about the difference between vampires and zombies.

 The exorcist priest saw that it was indeed Zhang Heng’s strength.

You must know that the Exorcist Taoist Master is one of the Seven Sons of Maoshan, and his strength has reached the late stage of foundation building, representing the top level among the sixty-nine generations of disciples of Maoshan.

 Excluding the Taoist Taoist who was known as the Exiled Immortal, few of the sixty-nine generation disciples of Maoshan dare to say that they can definitely beat him.

Zhang Heng has reached this stage, except for his slight difference in cultivation, his strength can be regarded as being on par with the Seven Sons of Maoshan.

As your cultivation level rises again, you reach the foundation-building realm. With a sword in your hand, you may be able to sweep away these martial uncles.

 After all, it is impossible for Maoshan's treasure Taiyi Fuchen to be invited down the mountain, and the Taiping Sword is in Zhang Heng's hand.

  A powerful magic weapon, the bonus for monks is really great.

No matter how confident the Taoist Exorcist is, he still has to lower his eyebrows when seeing the Taiping Sword. This is not to give Zhang Heng face, but to protect General Tian Gong from being bullied.

“Original Zhang, thank you so much this time. You are my forever friend.”

 After entering the basement and seeing the true appearance of the vampire, Father Wu first expressed his gratitude to him.

 Then he changed his tone and asked tentatively: "I don't know what you are going to do with this vampire, Governor Zhang?"

 Zhang Heng replied: "I plan to transport it back to Maoshan and give it to my master as a birthday gift."

Father Wu was stunned for a while, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Although this is a good idea, I have another suggestion. I wonder if the Governor would like to listen to it?"

 “What’s the idea?”

 Zhang Heng is capable of everything.

“That’s right, I think this vampire should be a vampire viscount.”

"It is now only nailed with wooden nails and has not been completely killed. As for me, I am a priest sent by the Vatican. In the Vatican and Europe, a living vampire viscount has not been caught for a long time."

“If I can bring it back to the Vatican, it will be a big political achievement, and the higher authorities may appoint me as the bishop of China.”

Father Wu smiled shyly: "I am already old. Before I serve my Lord, I also want to be more famous. Of course, we are friends. If I become the bishop of the Chinese Diocese, I will definitely not forget it.

you."

 “You want this vampire?”

 When Zhang Heng heard this, he fell into thinking.

Although this is not the European Middle Ages, the Vatican has lost some of its glory.

 But in general, the influence of the church is still huge. If you have a Chinese bishop who is very close to you, it will be easier to handle some things.

 For example, right now he is building steel mills and arsenals.

 Equipment is easy to talk about, but there is a lack of scientific researchers, engineers, and technical talents.

Just by offering a high price, many people were scared away when they heard that they were coming to China, because in their minds, China is an ignorant, backward and barren land, and they were worried that it would be unsafe for them to go.

If there is lobbying from the church, this matter will be much easier to handle, because they trust the church, and the church's bishop can transfer this trust to Zhang Heng, just like a guarantee between friends.

“Master, you are really unlucky. I’m afraid you won’t be able to tolerate this rare species.”

Zhang Heng was very sorry because Father Wu gave him an offer he could not refuse.

As for Xu Zhenren, let’s give him a hand-cranked gramophone as a gift. Although gramophones are not as rare as vampires, Zhang Heng feels that based on his relationship with his master, his master will not find fault with him.

  A few days later.

 After staying with the exorcist Taoist Master for a few days, Zhang Heng received good news.

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing sent a telegram saying that he had found a place called Chishi Ridge in the north of the ancient Silk Road.

This place stretches for hundreds of miles, with barren mountains and bare ridges, and not a single blade of grass growing. Whenever it is midsummer, July is ablaze, and the red sun is shining brightly, there is a high probability that there are drought demons under the ground.

 Zhang Heng was overjoyed by this news.

 Because the last teleportation array is said to be guarded by Drought Demon.

 Having found the hiding place of Drought Demon, is the teleportation array still far away?

certainly.

It’s not all good news. Chishiling is a large area and inaccessible.

Within a few hundred miles, who knows where the drought demon is hiding? You can’t drill a drill two meters away and push it all the way through.

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing tried various methods, but was unable to lure the drought demon out.

I asked the herdsmen around Chishi Ridge. They have never heard of any drought monsters for generations, let alone seen any monster coming out of Chishi Ridge.

 This statement makes Taoist Zhaixing a little confused.

The terrain of this place clearly meets the conditions for drought demons to live. There are no drought demons. Could it be that the spiritual energy has collapsed and this guy has become rotten.

 This is not good news.

 The teleportation array is most likely underground, in Drought Demon’s underground palace.

 When the Hanbao guarding the teleportation formation dies, who will guide them?

Within a range of hundreds of miles, looking for an underground palace hidden under the sky against the yellow sand is like a fantasy.

Taoist Taoist Reaching for the Stars is exhausted.

 At the end of the telegram, I had to write only eight words: "Come as soon as you see the message and discuss the plan together."

 “Hanban Palace!”

Zhang Heng burned the telegram and narrowed his eyes: "Send a telegram to Changsha and ask the Zhang family in Changsha to send someone over, saying that I might be able to use them."

 Last time, Zhang Heng invited several experts in the field to conduct archaeological research on the Hepu burial tombs.

These people were all from Changsha and came from a family of tomb robbers. They wanted to see if they could take advantage of them, but they were caught by Zhang Heng.

 When I asked, I found out that these people all had the surname Zhang.

 Beyond the three provinces, I, the one named Zhang, was the biggest. With a wave of my hand, I was immediately sent to the army.

Of course, being expelled from the army is a good end, but other tomb robbers who are greedy for money and want to follow the tomb robbers who want to pick up the leaks will not have such a good fate. There are dozens of people hanging from the flagpole.

 After the incident was completed, Zhang Heng did not treat them badly.

Although Changsha is not within Zhang Heng’s sphere of influence, with his current strength, it is easy to support individuals.

 Give some people, some guns, and say hello.

The leader among them, the leader named Zhang Xiaofo, was directly promoted by him to become the commander of the Changsha City Defense Corps.

 Some time ago, I heard that he gave himself a nickname, called Admiral of the Nine Gates, to make it look decent.

 Three days later.

 “Commander!”

Zhang Xiaofo looks about twenty-three or thirty-four, and is very heroic. There are four people, one woman, three men, following behind him.

"coming?"

Zhang Heng sat in the mayor's office and said bluntly: "I called you here this time because I want you to go with me to Chishiling outside Cheshi City. There is a suspected Hanba underground palace hidden underground.

You may be of use."

 “Serve the commander-in-chief, even to the death.”

 Zhang Xiaofo quickly expressed his position.

 After expressing his position, he did not forget to introduce to Zhang Heng: "Commander, this is my wife Yi Xinyue."

 “Hello, handsome!”

 Yi Xinyue bowed slightly.

 Zhang Heng nodded to express his stance, and then looked at the other three people.

“Commander, these are Pi Laosi, Gou Laowu, and Hei Laoliu. They are all masters of tomb exploration that I invited, and each has their own unique skills.”

 Zhang Xiaofo introduced the three people respectively.

Zhang Heng looked at Pi Laosi's claws, the puppy held by Gou Lao Wu, and Hei Lao Liu's black knife, and nodded again: "Thank you for your hard work, Chishiling and our team, regardless of whether there is any gain or not, I

I won’t treat you badly.”

After speaking, he looked at Zhou Laoliu, who was standing on his left: "From now on, you will be the mayor of Jiuquan Town, so do your best."

 “Thank you, Marshal, thank you, Marshal.”

Zhou Laoliu said a few words in a row, but felt that it was almost meaningless, so he hurriedly said: "I will give the wine to the commander, no money, not a penny."

 Hear this.

 Zhang Heng tilted his head and looked at him: "Send it to me, are you qualified?"

After saying that, he stood up and strode out: "Adjutant Wu, prepare the car. The target is the Western Region, Cheshi City, and Chishi Ridge."


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