There are three or five elders and more than ten disciples.
Hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, sitting in a well and saying that the sky is vast, I am unaware of the changes in the outside world.
Sun Nianpu just thought about it, and all the frustrations in his heart disappeared, and his tone became calmer: "Well, it's not bad here. It's located in the deep mountains and old forests. There are no human habitations for hundreds of miles around, and even ghosts don't like to come. You hide in the cave,
Even if you can't escape from the world here, you can still live in a paradise."
Forehead...
The three old palace masters looked at each other, not knowing what he was talking about.
Seeing that no one was catering to him, Sun Nianpu said again: "Think of the ghost king from all directions, ten feet tall, with a green face and fangs, and holding a bone fork."
"Back then, I was the guardian of Sifang Town, and I had dealings with this beast. This beast was really not simple. His cultivation level was not far from the middle stage of Hedao. He threw the bone cross in his hand, and it hit the city gate and even the city wall.
It broke into pieces, and now I feel like my liver and gallbladder are splitting when I think about it.”
After saying that, he warned the three old palace masters: "It's too dangerous outside. Don't go out anymore. It's more private here. There is also a Shuihou cave. You should hide in the cave and enjoy your old age."
Bar."
quiet!
Everyone was confused.
After a while, Master Jiuxiao coughed twice and asked Sun Nianpu, "Does the ghost king of the four directions have any treasures with him?"
"treasure?"
Sun Nianpu was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "The ghost world is barren. The ghost king can't get up or down there. There really aren't any treasures around him. Only the bone fork can be used."
Master Chongxi whispered: "Why does the ghost king with the bone fork sound so unpopular?"
Master Yuan Fu took these words and said: "We three old guys have been studying the Sancai Formation for many years, and now we have the strength to return to the Void Realm. If the three of us take action together with the help of the formation, we can sacrifice the magic weapon of the Zhenpai."
, I wonder if I can kill it with one blow?”
Master Jiuxiao nodded: "It should be possible. How can a ghost king in the early stage of Hedao survive a blow from the three of us without dying?"
scare!
Sun Nianpu was startled.
When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help laughing: "That's the Ghost King, the Ghost King of the Hedao Realm. Do you know how powerful the Ghost King is? He was beaten to death by the three of you in one blow. You couldn't have stayed in the cave for a long time."
Now, are you confused?"
Ahem...
Zhang Heng hurriedly interrupted Sun Nianpu, pulled Sun Nianpu over and whispered: "Twelve hundred years ago, I sent the 13th generation grandmaster Li Hanguang, who used his cultivation in the Hedao realm to add Zijin Ruyi, and beat him to death three times for causing trouble in the river.
The demon dragon of the scattered fairyland."
Speaking of this, Zhang Heng glanced at Master Yuan Fu's arms: "This is the one."
Seeing Zijin Ruyi in the arms of Master Yuan Fu, Sun Nianpu was a little dazed.
After being stunned for a while, he asked confusedly: "Is this an immortal weapon? Have you ever produced an immortal ancestor?"
Zhang Heng nodded.
Sun Nianpu was even more confused when he saw this, and muttered: "There is no reason. I am also a member of the Taoist sect. Many of the ancestors of various sects who have become immortals have no immortal weapons to use. Even if you have immortal ancestors, you happen to have immortal weapons.
I can’t bear to give it to you, right?”
Zhang Heng replied: "Maybe in the eyes of our ancestors, this thing is not considered scarce."
When Damao Zhenjun ascended to immortality, all the gods and immortals watched the ceremony.
Some were riding cranes, some were riding dragons, some were riding the wind, or some were standing on clouds. There were eight hundred people in total.
Furthermore, the Heavenly Officials descended from the lower realm and brought many gifts.
The Jade Emperor gave the jade seal of the divine seal.
Emperor Taiwei bestowed upon him the Eight Dragon Brocade and Purple Feather Clothes.
The Heavenly Lord of the Supreme Purity Lingbao gave the Golden Tiger True Talisman a gilt bell.
The Holy King of Jinque ordered to give the four-section pharyngeal lumen sacred mushroom.
Emperor Dongyue gave a golden chariot and a jade belt.
The Queen Mother of the West gave a fairy boy as a maid.
Further down, there are purple gold Ruyi, Bagua fairy clothes, and more than 1,300 various utensils.
In addition, Damao Jun was appointed as the True Lord of Jiutian Siming and Dongyue Shangqing to assist Emperor Dongyue in governing the Yin Division.
It is expected that the shortage of immortal weapons should not be too great, and it is better than those immortal ancestors in the Huangtu Realm who did not even have immortal weapons after their ascension.
Sun Nianpu was confused.
I thought I had found a poor relative, but I didn't expect that their family had a gold mine.
Very confused.
Sun Nianpu only had two thoughts in his mind.
Did I just brag?
Did I feel inflated just now?
Am I still saved?
"Daozhang Sun, I have something to say. I wonder if you want to hear it."
"The ugly words are coming from the front. If you listen to them, you may lose your freedom."
Zhang Heng looked at Sun Nianpu.
"You are not from our world!"
Sun Nianpu said half-questioning, half-affirming.
"Um?"
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Sun Nianpu guessed it himself and said with a smile: "You are very smart, but you have lost your freedom."
"really!"
When Sun Nianpu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "There are seven immortal ancestors in our Huangtu world, and only one has an immortal weapon."
"You said that Zijin Ruyi is an immortal weapon, so I became suspicious."
"The Purple Gold Ruyi is in the hand of the Taoist priest on the left. If it is an immortal weapon, then the whisk in the hand of the Taoist priest in the middle and the jade ax in the hand of the Taoist priest on the right should also be immortal weapons."
"Three immortal artifacts are really a big deal. I'm afraid even if our immortal ancestors were still alive and sold them, they wouldn't be able to buy these three treasures!"
Forehead...
Zhang Heng looked sideways, not expecting that this Taoist Master Sun was also a ruthless person.
But when it comes to getting this job, Sun Nianpu can't leave, and Zhang Heng doesn't have to hide it from him: "You are right, these three treasures are all immortal weapons. In fact, I have more immortal weapons in Maoshan than these, including me.
Although the sword in my hand is not an immortal weapon, it is better than an immortal weapon and is no weaker than an immortal weapon..."
The Taiping Sword belongs to Zhang Jiao. It is the sword of faith of millions of followers of the Taiping Sect and was forged with all the delicacies from the south of the Yangtze River.
Zhang Jiao even used it to kill a large Han Qi number and successfully inflicted heavy damage on him.
The big man who originally had a hundred years of strength could only hold on for thirty-six years before collapsing after a single operation of Tiangang.
"Master Sun, let me tell you the truth, we are from another world, ready to drive away the evil spirits in this world and rebuild the Taoist sect."
"I can also tell you good news. The elder of the Nether Sect who killed your Immortal Patriarch of the Huangtu Realm has reached an agreement with our Maoshan Patriarch to abandon this world."
"So you don't have to be afraid at all. This world is already in our possession. The only difference is whether we can solve it ourselves or whether we go to the ancestors in tears."
I heard the word cry.
The corners of Master Jiuxiao's mouth twitched, and he was a little worried about his face.
The same goes for the other two old palace masters. Each of them looked slightly red, as if they were saying: "That's not us."
"I say, tell me everything you know, and tell me everything you know."
Sun Nianpu's eyes were bright.
In his eyes, Zhang Heng seemed to see the fire of fighting spirit being rekindled.
"Our world is called Huangtu Realm."
"We are being invaded by the great world of Netherworld and the small world of Chiyou."
"Here, during the day it is the human world, and at night it overlaps with the small world of Chiyou."
"Our world has been occupied by the ghost emperors and ghost kings of Chiyou's small world, and behind these ghost emperors and ghost kings..."
Having said this, Sun Nianpu looked at Zhang Heng: "It should be the elder of the Nether Sect that you mentioned."
He paused slightly and then said: "We, the seven immortals from the Huangtu Realm, went to him to argue, but were beaten to death by him. Without the support of the Patriarch, we could not defeat the Ghost Emperor and Ghost King of the Chiyou Small World, so we
It has become like this, even the Taoist sect has been disbanded."
awful!
It's too awful!!
Different from the system in the ordinary world, the system in the mythical world is from top to bottom.
What is the name of your ancestor and what is his inheritance?
As soon as you say it, you will know whether you are easy to mess with and whether you are one of our own.
Obviously, the seven immortals from Huangtu Realm have nothing to do with it.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but think of Journey to the West.
In Journey to the West, there is a monster named Huang Shijing on the way to seek scriptures. This monster has a peaceful nature and does not like to argue with others.
When he had nothing to do, he would take his little demons to help others to earn money and food. Even if he was greedy and wanted to eat some wine and meat, he would still pay for it.
When the shepherd said twenty taels were not enough and wanted five taels, he was not upset. He invited the people in to have some rice wine to entertain them, and asked them to get another five taels.
The end result was that the cave was burned to the ground, his family members were all killed and injured, and he was skinned and cramped, and his flesh and bones were scattered among the people in the city.
Huang Shijing is guilty.
I like raking, so I stole three weapons and wanted to hold a raking party.
But sin does not lead to death. It is normal for a monster doing farm work to like to drive rakes. How could he wipe out his whole family without explanation? This is even more cruel than Cixi.
Zhang Heng thought, it boils down to four words.
Strength, background.
The seven immortals in the Huangtu Realm had no strength and no background, so they died miserably.
The elder of Netherworld Sect has a bad temper and his tactics are shady!
That's really unforgiving. Where can I go to explain it to you?
Half an hour later.
Sun Nianpu bowed to him and clamored to join Maoshan and become a guest of the sect.
Master Jiuxiao was noncommittal and asked Master Chongxi to take him with him and use the teleportation array to send him back to the Maoshan General Altar.
As soon as Sun Nianpu left.
There were no outsiders in the field, and Master Jiuxiao said: "We old guys are pretty good in terms of talent, otherwise we wouldn't be able to become the Lords of the Three Palaces."
"Those of us have been stuck in the foundation-building territory for decades. Now we have come to the Yellow Tu Realm to pick up the path and advance to return to the void. It is expected that we will make rapid progress in the next few years. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be ten years at most.
You must enter the path of harmony."
When Zhang Heng heard this, he bowed down and said, "Congratulations, uncle."
After bowing, he said: "Uncle, your longevity..."
Among the elders, Master Jiuxiao is the oldest.
Zhang Heng remembered that Master Jiuxiao had said that he had only a few years left to live.
Master Jiuxiao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, my lifespan should be one hundred and two years old. This year I am ninety-seven. Originally I only had five years to live, but after being promoted to the Return to Void Realm, my lifespan has been increased.
Ten years is one hundred and twelve years old, so there is no need to worry about longevity for the time being."
"Congratulations, uncle, this is my blessing from Maoshan."
Zhang Heng sighed sincerely.
"Whether it is a blessing or not, I don't care for the moment."
"The Hedao realm should be my limit."
"As early as seven or eight years, and as late as ten years, we three old guys will definitely enter the realm of harmony."
"At that time, if we swallow the big medicine and hold the magic weapon of the Sect, the three of us will fight to the death, enough to drag 3 to 5 Sanxian Ghost Emperors into hell."
Master Jiuxiao looked at Zhang Heng: "You must remember this time and this quantity."
"Uncle, what are you..."
Just when Zhang Heng was about to speak, Master Jiuxiao interrupted him: "Zhaixing Xianyun Yehe, the others are not enough to entrust us with the big responsibility. Now we three old guys have to focus on seclusion, and it is difficult to deal with external affairs. Therefore, I want to establish you
Do you dare to take on the role of acting headmaster of Maoshan and preside over the great undertakings of both worlds?"
Zhang Heng was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, by rights, I should be humble, but the situation does not allow it. Heng, I dare not refuse."
"You do your best, you are indeed my Qilin'er from Maoshan!"
Master Jiuxiao smiled happily: "I have nothing to worry about."