"A bunch of elders wanted to fly up and throw themselves at the outside world, but you invited them back with just a few words."
"You just didn't see the way the elder on duty at the Patriarch's Hall turned his head three times with each step. I couldn't bear to see it!"
Taoist Taoist Zhaixing stood side by side with Zhang Heng, his face full of emotion.
Hear the sound.
Zhang Heng was not proud, but sighed: "How can I not know what the elders think?"
"But right now, Maoshan is really in a state of decline and it's hard to continue!"
"There is no other way but to work harder for you elders. After all, Maoshan is undergoing changes that have not happened in a thousand years. After all, some people have to bear the burden and move forward."
Zhang Heng knew clearly what the elders were thinking.
But there were some things he had to say. If these elders were allowed to explore the Huangtu Realm, and Master Xu and Uncle Jiu stay in Maoshan to teach the young disciples, I'm afraid the next generation of Maoshan would be ruined.
In the final analysis, today's result is the result of Uncle Jiu and the others failing to live up to their expectations. They have no problem cultivating on their own, but each of their disciples is inferior to the other.
Uncle Jiu and the others are the apprentices or nephews of these elders.
As the saying goes, if something happens, the disciple will do his duty, and the other way around is the same, but it will have to be done by the masters and uncles.
"The elders have worked hard for Maoshan all their lives, and I can't bear to be burdened even when they are old."
"I think that's good. I'm going to explore the Huangtu Realm now, compile the information and stories I've collected, and tell them to the elders, so that they can also enjoy themselves."
Taoist Taoist Zhaixing is a man of action, and he leaves as soon as he says so.
After he left, Zhang Heng looked at Zhenren Xu, and while there was no one around, he warned: "Master, you don't have to explore too far to the west in a while. You can come back after more than a hundred miles, even if you haven't left this area for more than a hundred miles."
It doesn’t matter if it’s a primitive mountain forest, don’t force it, safety is the top priority in everything.”
Xu Zhenren glanced at Zhang Heng, a little annoyed: "Looking for the stars to the east, Lin Jiu to the north, me to the west, you to the south, we are all going to explore the Huangtu Realm, no one has less arms than the other, no one is missing.
Legs, how come you don’t have to force yourself when you’re here?”
Forehead
Zhang Heng was speechless for a moment.
People cannot be compared with others.
Uncle Jiu and Zhaixing have great luck to protect them. Let alone the Yellow Tujie, even if they were thrown into the demon world, Zhang Heng did not believe that they would die.
What about Zhang Heng himself?
He has a portal nearby, and he has tried it. After arriving in the new world, the portal seems to have been updated with new functions, and it can still allow him to travel between the real world and the Republic of China plane.
When he encounters danger, he simply slips away. It is difficult for him to face a certain death situation.
Xu Zhenren is different.
Does he have the great luck of Uncle Jiu?
Does he have what it takes to reach for the stars?
He had nothing but Zhang Heng, a good apprentice.
Zhang Heng called Master Xu over this time, not really to ask him to explore the Huangtu Realm, but more to gain merit.
Thousands of years later, these deeds of theirs will be recorded in the annals of Maoshan, and when the time comes, Master Xu will also have a bright face.
As for exploring Huangtu Realm.
For Xu Zhenren, it is secondary. The main thing is not to lose yourself.
"My master has also broken my heart."
Looking at Xu Zhenren's back, Zhang Heng was a little envious of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
That's a true disciple. He knows how to cheat his master all day long, but now he's the other way around.
But then again, he is such a master, how can he treat him badly?
On the contrary, it was Uncle Jiu who recently told him an interesting thing.
Uncle Jiu said that he dreamed that he had many apprentices, and each of them held the sun and moon in his hands and picked the stars, which was a great sight.
And he has become a bad old man. He is ill in bed and has not long to live. If he wants to take a sip of water, no one will bring him a sip of water.
Although it was just a dream, Uncle Jiu felt very uncomfortable.
He didn't know what he had done wrong to make these disciples in the dream disrespect him so much. You must know that raising children to provide for old age is the same as raising apprentices.
Each of those people has great fortunes, so why don't you just ignore them?
night
At night, the sun sets and the moon rises.
Zhang Heng looked at the sky, and an unspeakable feeling immediately arose in his heart.
This feeling is very strange, as if the whole world is full of malice towards you.
What's more, the moon is a reddish blood moon.
The blood moon has been regarded as an ominous symbol since ancient times, and now it hangs in the sky.
call!
An hour had passed, and the magical talisman attached to Zhang Heng's leg was instantly burned.
The magic talisman is the only method he uses to travel.
Using this talisman, one can move as fast as the wind, as fast as a horse, and can travel more than a hundred miles in an hour.
According to legend, Dai Zong, the magical Taibao in Water Margin, is a being who is good at using the magical armor and horsemanship, and has the ability to travel thousands of miles in a day.
Of course, Zhang Heng is not that fast.
But it is possible to travel more than a hundred miles in one hour, six hours in a day, and six to seven hundred miles.
Moreover, his divine walking talisman is different from Dai Zong's divine walking armor and horsemanship.
The Shenxing Jia Equestrian Skill is not a talisman, but two paper horses attached to his legs. The fake ones turn out to be real ones, giving him the speed and endurance of two horses.
Zhang Heng’s is the Divine Lighting Talisman.
The emphasis is on lightness, which allows him to make his weight very light. He can move three to five meters in one step without exerting any effort. He can run on grass, a bit like flying on grass in martial arts.
"The magic talisman is easy to use."
"It's a pity that the elder who drew this talisman is only in the early stage of returning to the void. If his cultivation level were higher, he could run ten meters in one step, a thousand miles in a day and eight hundred miles in a night, and he could run 1,800 miles in a day and night. This would be faster.
"
Zhang Heng replaced the magical talisman for himself, and he had some thoughts like Long Wangshu.
"Well, are there lights?"
By the time it got dark all afternoon, Zhang Heng had already traveled three hundred miles.
Going all the way south, we finally ran out of this primitive old forest. When we looked up, we saw lights in the distance.
There are lights, which means there are people.
Zhang Heng took a deep breath, regrouped, and ran towards the dimly lit area.
"Hahaha!"
While running, Zhang Heng suddenly heard laughter.
I looked up and saw an old Taoist priest wearing a yellow crown and a big cloak coming from a distance.
He was faster than Zhang Heng, and soon caught up with Zhang Heng and kept pace with him: "Young man, the wind is refreshing!"
Zhang Heng looked back and saw that this man had an immortal spirit and was different from ordinary people. He said, "A run at night is very good for refining Qi."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Young man steps as fast as flying, but he is calm and calm when he breathes and breathes. At first glance, he is a true practitioner of the Tao. I wonder how many years you have been practicing?"
Zhang Heng replied: "The younger generation is not talented and entered Taoism late. It has only been three years since its birth."
After answering, Zhang Heng asked again: "Old Taoist Priest, you have white hair and a childish face, and you are very charming and faster than me. I wonder how many years you have been practicing?"
"No talent, no talent. I have been practicing for three hundred years. I am not as talented as you. I can just pretend to be a fish."
Having said this, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes and shed two tears of blood: "I can tell at a glance that you are not a ghost!"
"ah!"
Zhang Heng touched his body.
The Qi-condensing charm attached to the body to block Yang Qi had been scratched by a branch at some point.
"Bold human being, you still dare to run around in front of me at night. I think you clearly don't take me seriously!"
The bright cloak on the old Taoist priest's body faded away, and he turned into an evil ghost with a burnt body and blood and tears in his eyes: "I want to take you back and make you a two-legged sheep for me to absorb Yang Qi!"
"How brave!"
Zhang Heng stopped and stood on the green grass: "During the day, it is the human world, and at night, it is the ghost world. This statement is indeed true."
After saying that, Zhang Heng looked at the evil ghost in front of him and said: "Since I dare to travel at night, I am not afraid of you. It just so happens that I have just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, so it is just right for me to train with you!"
Pull out the peace sword.
Pointing the tip of the sword towards the evil ghost, he shouted: "The thunder of the Nine Heavens descends to the nine heavens, thunder is coming!"
boom!!
A blue thunder suddenly descended from the sky.
The evil ghost who was showing off his power just now and showing off the art of transformation was knocked to the ground by thunder in just an instant.
"Taoist, Taoist, don't kill me!"
After receiving a thunderbolt, the evil spirit was not dead yet.
"I am the real protector of Sifang City. I protected the human race during my lifetime. Even after turning into a ghost, I did not change my original intention. I took in many ordinary people in the village ahead. I really do not want to harm you, but I want to take you back for refuge.
Please show mercy."
"Um?"
"Sifang City?"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this name.
If he remembered correctly, he had seen the name of Sifang City in a travel book called "Sun Pu's Journey to Sifang City".
Buzz!
A buzzing sound.
Zhang Heng pointed his sword at the evil ghost and asked, "What's your name?"
The evil ghost replied: "Xiao Dao Sun Nianpu was a person from three hundred years ago!"
"Sun Nianpu, three hundred years ago?"
Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Do you know a person named Sun Pu? He is from Sifang City. He should be a person from hundreds of years ago and a great poet."
"ah!"
The evil ghost asked in surprise: "Do you know my grandfather?"
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