Chapter 303: Presenting the Fruit of Longevity to Xu Zhenren
"Uncle..."
Three days in a row.
Han Li finally refined the elixir.
The moment I came out of seclusion, the sky was turning and the stars were twinkling.
For a moment, everyone turned their attention.
When he saw that the place where the vision appeared was Hengguzhai, he couldn't help but look back.
"How does it feel?"
This is also the first time Zhang Heng has seen someone rely on elixirs to change their physique.
"Feel..."
Han Li thought for a while: "The stars in the sky are very friendly. When you see the stars, your mood will inexplicably get better..."
Hear this.
Zhang Heng muttered a little: "What is the origin of this Star Transformation Pill? Is it developed by Xingchen Doubu?"
Everything in the world must have its roots.
The Star Transformation Pill was signed by him, and if it is eaten, it can change the mortal body into the body of the acquired stars.
Although it is only acquired, something like a special physique represents top-level cultivation qualifications.
People with this qualification can be regarded as true immortal seeds.
As long as he grows up, even if he cannot achieve the status of a true immortal, he will still be a mainstay that can protect the world's orthodoxy and ensure its endless inheritance.
Just in terms of effects.
Born to be close to the stars, it is inevitable that people will not associate him with Doube.
Zhang Heng even had a feeling that Doube might have created this elixir and prescription.
Every acquired starry body is a reserve seedling of Doubu.
In the future, they will become true immortals and ascend to the upper world. These monks who are born to be close to the stars, where else can they go if they don't join the Fighting Club.
"Han Li seems to be quite sick."
"If she ascends in the future and goes to Doubu..."
Zhang Heng scratched his head a little: "Forget it, what does it have to do with me? Physique is something that ordinary people can only meet but cannot seek. But at higher levels, to put it bluntly, it is just like that. If it doesn't work, I can change it when the time comes.
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With her newly acquired body of stars, Han Li left gratefully.
She had other things to do when she came to Xianyang, and it was just a way to visit Hua Rou.
Zhang Heng didn't stop her either.
Compared to the Star Transformation Pill, Zhang Heng valued the longevity fruit more.
Although he won't be able to use this thing, don't forget that Zhang Heng still has a master who has not ascended.
Do the math.
Xu Zhenren is also seventy years old this year.
Zhang Heng planned to take the longevity fruit and use the portal to go back and have a look.
Just do it.
Zhang Heng explained what happened here and used the portal to return to the Huangtu Realm.
Enter the eyes.
After ten years of development, the Maoshan Taoist Palace under Huang Tujie has become increasingly prosperous.
This is simply a new city rising with Taoist Palace as its center.
The streets are full of Taoist priests, and on both sides of the street are shops that provide services to the Taoist priests.
Although Zhang Heng didn't ask.
Judging from the arrogance of those Taoist priests, Taoist priests have clearly become a privileged class in the Huangtu world.
"It develops too fast, and people's minds will inevitably become impetuous."
Zhang Heng saw the problem with just one glance.
After all, Maoshan has been operating the Huangtu community for only twenty years, and the total number of people in Maoshan before was only a few hundred.
Nowadays, without hundreds of thousands of Taoist priests, it would be difficult to manage Huangtu Realm.
There are many people.
It is inevitable that the atmosphere will be impetuous.
Zhang Heng knew without thinking that the Taoist boys who cleaned the toilets on Damao Peak back then should be in charge of the city now based on their seniority.
This is also inevitable.
A rising tide lifts all boats, and this has been true throughout the ages.
Before Wei Zifu gained favor, Wei Qing was just a riding slave and groom in Princess Pingyang's house.
Later, Wei Zifu became his wife, and Wei Qing immediately became the Attendant, and soon he was granted the title of Taizhong Doctor.
A rising tide lifts all boats.
This is a matter of course.
It was the same after Maoshan passed through Huangtujie.
Xu Zhenren and Jiu Shu's generation, as long as they are willing to contribute, they can serve as state envoys and take charge of the government affairs of a state.
People of Zhang Heng’s generation such as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.
To be sent out, one must be a missionary at the prefecture or county level.
Unless you really can't hold up the wall with mud, it's not easy to find something to do.
"Those with three talents are the people of heaven and earth."
"Three lights, the sun, moon and stars."
Zhang Heng disappeared and walked forward.
Walking deeper, you will see a temple dedicated to cultivating Taoist boys.
At first glance, thousands of Taoist children were reading aloud, all of whom were seven or eight years old.
"Literary talent?"
Zhang Heng looked at the viewing stand with some surprise.
Enter the eyes.
There stood a middle-aged Taoist man with his hands behind his back.
He has a serious face and an unsmiling look. Who else can he be if he is not a literary talent?
"Yes, Wencai is almost fifty this year."
Zhang Heng sighed with a look on his face.
No one will be twenty forever, there will only be people who are twenty this year.
So many years have passed.
Wen Cai is also like Uncle Jiu back then, he likes to put his hands behind his back and take a puff of dry cigarettes when he has nothing to do.
"A young and dandy man with a son will become like his teacher when he grows old."
Looking at the grey-haired, unsmiling literary talent.
Zhang Heng seemed to have returned to Renjia Town twenty years ago, the day when the two parties met for the first time: "I am Wen Cai, he is Qiu Sheng, who are you?"
Time flies.
It went by too fast.
Today’s literary talents.
I'm afraid I can no longer make faces like I did back then.
Really are:
Yujing Mountain in the Daluo sky is vast and dustless.
The moment of awakening gives rise to tranquility, and the infatuation is as if separated by thousands of barriers.
Praise to the ancestors of Maoshan.
The incense burns brightly, and the inheritance will never end.
stop-and-go.
Zhang Heng did not show up to greet Wen Cai.
There are laws in heaven and earth, and monks in the upper realm cannot go down to the lower realm without an edict.
Zhang Heng came here secretly, so it's better not to make it public.
"Bold, bold..."
In a side courtyard on the mountain behind Maoshan Taoist Palace.
The hunched-over Xu Zhenren, who was nearly seventy years old, waved his fly whisk and shouted to a middle-aged man who was as strong as a bronze statue: "Get my cassock quickly."
"Master, today is not the New Year, nor is it a holiday, what are you doing with the robes?"
Zhang DaDa looked confused.
"I feel something in my heart. Your senior brother came to see me."
Xu Zhenren is already very old.
But he's not old enough, because he can still slap a bold head with a whisk.
Zhang DaDa was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms.
Although he is practicing physical training, he is not afraid of being beaten.
But if he didn't pretend to be afraid, Master Xu would be very embarrassed and would punish him to copy scriptures later.
"Master is really old and confused."
"Senior brother has ascended a long time ago. He is probably lying in the arms of a female cultivator now, watching singing and dancing, eating grapes, and I don't know how happy he is."
"Besides, can the monks who ascended to the next world descend to the lower realms at will?"
"If I could go down to the lower world, I'm afraid all the ancestors would have come back long ago."
Zhang boldly shook his head while rummaging through boxes and cabinets, looking for Xu Zhenren's cassock.
Not easy to find.
Xu Zhenren couldn't wear it more than once or twice a year, and Zhang Dadan even forgot where he put his cassock.
"In the box on the east side."
A prompt sounded in my ear.
"Thank you."
Zhang boldly replied subconsciously.
After replying, he realized something was wrong, raised his head suddenly, and said angrily: "Who dares to entertain me?"
"Look who I am."
The voice sounded.
Zhang Heng showed his true identity.
He held a stick of incense in his hand and inserted the incense into the incense burner: "Zhang Heng, a disciple of Maoshan, would like to pay my respects to the ancestor."
"hiss!"
Zhang DaDa was stunned for a moment.
He rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and looked at Zhang Heng in disbelief: "Senior brother, is it really you?"
"Does anyone dare to impersonate me?"
Zhang Heng asked back.
Zhang DaDa shook his head repeatedly.
Then, before Zhang Heng could ask again, Zhang boldly cried loudly: "Brother, why are you back? I miss you so much."
After crying, he muttered again: "Senior brother, you made a mistake on the job and were knocked down from the mortal world, right?"
"Nonsense."
Zhang Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him: "I went down to the lower world secretly, don't tell others, and don't make it public, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Finished.
Zhang Heng glanced at Zhang DaDa again: "Why does the smell of incense on your body be so strong?"
Zhang Bingdao said mysteriously: "Senior brother, I am going to take the road of incense and become the spiritual guardian of the sect."
"That's it."
Zhang Heng thought for a moment: "You don't like studying, so this is a good path."
After asking, he asked again: "How are the children of the Zhang family?"
Zhang Dangda thought for a while: "As long as the Zhang family's descendants have talent for cultivation, they will be relegated to the gate. If they don't have talent for cultivation, those who are good at literature will learn literature, and those who are good at martial arts will learn martial arts. It would be better for them to be sent out to become local officials or envoys."
Yeah, I'm having a good time."
Zhang Heng said nothing.
He bowed to the statue of the Patriarch again and boldly told Zhang without looking back: "A gentleman will be killed after five generations. Although I am the head of the Zhang family, I don't hope that one day, the Zhang family will become a vampire."
If the horse fly is passed down, just say that in a hundred years, the special treatment of the Zhang family will be cancelled. What the future will be like, you have to fight for it on your own. Sooner or later, the remaining shadow of the ancestors will be exhausted one day."
Zhang boldly opened his mouth.
But in front of Zhang Heng, he did not dare to say anything else. He could only nod: "Yes, clan leader."
"You have to use your brain more."
"The Zhang family has tens of thousands of people, and they are now tied to Maoshan."
"After a hundred years, if you still can't survive on your own or occupy a certain position, then the younger generation is really unfilial. As long as there are a few outstanding people, the Maoshan Zhang family will not fall out of the second tier."
Zhang Heng sighed: "If this is the case, then you can't blame me. Youyouhuangtian was born in the Zhang family of Maoshan. How lucky you are. Even if it declines, it is fate. I have nothing to say about the rotation of heaven."
Speaking of which.
Zhang Heng stopped talking about these mundane things and said, "Let's go and see Master. I brought a gift to Master."
Zhang boldly followed behind and whispered: "Senior brother, do you have a gift from me?"
Zhang Heng turned to look at him: "I have a Taiping Sword, do you want it?"