Yun Lingzhi broke through in anger and killed everyone.
The Immortal Sect is fully engaged in an attempt to complete their success in one battle.
At this point, the final decisive battle is about to begin.
Not to mention ordinary disciples and elders, even alchemists like Zhang Heng were forcibly sent to the front lines.
But it was different from how Zhang Heng was disappearing from everyone at this time.
Zhang Yitong has risen to prominence and now occupies the position of true successor, and is known as the seed of a true immortal.
Because of this relationship, Zhang Heng does not need to follow the crowd when he goes to the front line, he just needs to stay with the eldest lady.
"One side."
"I have six hundred Nascent Soul warriors and five thousand golden elixir cultivators. Even I have to call you Senior Sister."
Walking in the eldest lady’s camp.
Zhang Heng looked at the armored soldiers who were training and was joking in a good mood.
"Who is this person? He looks very close to Senior Sister Zhang?"
"Yes, I have never seen Senior Sister Zhang be so intimate with a man. It's really a ghost."
Looking at the two people walking in the camp.
All the monks also talked about it.
This is not surprising, the legend belonging to Zhang Heng was circulated thirty years ago, and many of these people are junior brothers and sisters who have only emerged in the past thirty years. Naturally, they have never heard of Zhang Heng.
"Are you Senior Brother Zhang Heng?"
Someone tentatively asked Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng didn't recognize this person, so Zhang Yitong introduced him: "This is Zhou Tian, a genius of the same class as Nangong Xiu, who is currently serving as a school captain under my account."
Zhou Tian nodded and smiled at Zhang Heng.
But Zhang Heng could see that this man looked at Zhang Yitong with admiration in his eyes. He must be a suitor.
interesting.
Unknowingly, the eldest lady who loved to wear black stockings put on armor and became a goddess in everyone's hearts.
She is no longer the little girl who just entered the Immortal Sect and made a fuss because her feet were sore when she walked and wanted to ask him to pinch her feet.
"You have changed a lot."
"Compared to before, I have become more heroic and confident, like a Valkyrie."
Zhang Heng ignored Zhou Tian and talked to the eldest lady as he walked.
"It won't work if it doesn't change."
Zhang Yitong was also helpless: "Guarding one side, I am used to seeing life and death. Every day when I open my eyes, I think about the wealth and lives of thousands of brothers. They are people, not numbers. If I am negligent, there may be hundreds of thousands of brothers."
How dare you neglect your brother when he is dead?"
The words fell.
The two fell into a brief silence.
After many years of separation, she clearly had a lot to say, but the words were on her lips and she didn't know how to bring them up.
After thinking for a while, the eldest lady murmured: "How have you been in Qingmiao City these years?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
Time always flies by for him. Looking back now, it feels like yesterday that he stepped off the flying boat and guarded the Qingmiao City Medicine Garden.
But unknowingly, this happened more than ten years ago.
"That city, that courtyard, that front door."
"Every year passes without realizing it."
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "Time flies very fast."
"yes."
The eldest lady didn't know what she thought of, so she said again: "That's great."
Zhang Heng did not ask where he was, but said: "There are not many people left who were in the same class as you and me back then. I came out this time because I felt that the stars were dim, so I came here to say goodbye to Yun Lingzhi.
If you have nothing to do, just come with me..."
Hear the sound.
The eldest lady was stunned.
It’s as if I don’t believe that the person who is neither born nor nourished by nature and who shouts that I am invincible will end up.
She stood blankly and didn't respond for a while.
Half an hour passed.
Finally he came to his senses and sighed: "If you want to count the most famous people, look at the current dynasty. Which dynasty is this?"
In fifty years a king will surely emerge.
Its rise is sudden, and its demise is also sudden.
...Spring and Autumn·Turn left...
...
In the Maitreya Domain, there is an area called Lunchuan City.
According to legend, it is taken from the wheel-turning king in the Ten Palaces of Yama.
And outside Lunzhuan City, there is a family next to the river.
The house is bare, with only two siblings living together, and the only thing that can be called a decoration is a bust of Maitreya.
"Sister, come and see, there's a person caught in the fishing net."
There are two siblings, the younger brother is younger, only eleven or twelve.
My sister is older, about 14 or 15 years old.
Hearing her brother's greeting, her sister hurriedly went out to check and found a young man in white lying on the water with his right leg entangled in a fishing net.
"This is?"
My sister came closer and took a look.
There is a blood hole in the young man's chest. Looking along the blood hole, you can vaguely see the still beating heart.
But even so, the young man did not die.
Instead, the whole body was glowing with white light, protecting the young man inside.
"This is the monk."
My sister looked excited.
Like the Yaochi Domain, the Maitreya Domain also has methods of practice.
It's just that unlike Yaochi's immortal status, there is no division between monk status, merchant status, peasant status, slave status, etc.
All there is is money.
If you have money, you have a predestined relationship with Maitreya and can join the sect and study the Dharma.
If you have no money, then you are a bastard, and no one knows who you are.
However, if you want to enter the Maitreya Sect and study Dharma, you have to pay too much incense money.
Not to mention ordinary people, even wealthy businessmen and merchants cannot afford that kind of love.
So the two siblings have heard of monks, but have never seen them.
When I saw the young man in white clothes caught in a fishing net, I didn't know how to tell which monk he belonged to. In short, it was enough that he was a monk.
"Quick, carry him into the house quickly."
My sister looked happy: "He is a monk. We rescued him. As soon as he is happy, you can learn spells from him in the future."
The younger brother was also very happy, and together with his elder sister, they used all their strength to carry the young man, saying, "I want to be a monk, I want to be a monk."
So half a month.
The two siblings took good care of the young man in white.
But he still showed no sign of waking up, just like a living dead.
As time passed, the two siblings couldn't stand it any longer, and muttered: "It's been half a month, he's been like this, won't he never wake up?"
"You are right."
"He was seriously injured and feigned death. He relied on his instinct to absorb the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth. If he wants to recover with this spiritual energy, he may not be able to do it without lying down for a few years."
A burst of brilliance flashed.
A man and a woman appeared in front of the two siblings.
"who are you?"
The two siblings were startled when they saw the stranger suddenly appearing.
"us?"
Zhang Heng glanced at the unconscious Yun Lingzhi: "We are his fellow disciples and are here to take him away. You don't have to be afraid."
Hear this.
The older sister took courage: "We saved him. If it weren't for us, he would have been washed away by the river. You can take him away if you want, but can you give me some money?"
"money?"
Zhang Heng was a little surprised.
My sister said cautiously: "We want some money so that my brother can go to the temple to study Dharma."
"temple?"
Knowing the thoughts of the two siblings, Zhang Yitong said: "The Xianmen army is pressing down on the territory, and the Maitreya Sect has been completely defeated. There will be no more temples in the Maitreya Territory in the future."
The two siblings looked confused, not knowing what these words meant.
Zhang Yitong did not explain, but took out a waist badge symbolizing a true disciple from his arms, and said: "My name is Zhang Yitong, and I am a true disciple of Yaochi. If one day, a group of people who call themselves Yaochi monks come here, you will give this piece
Give him your belt, and he will naturally lead you into the Immortal Sect."
My sister took the badge and asked as if she had found a treasure: "Can I do it too?"
Zhang Yitong smiled and said: "In Yaochi, you are much more popular than your brother."
Yaochi accepts male disciples, not that they don't accept them.
But how can I put it, just like tool men, after all, most of Yaochi's exercises are biased towards women, and women have far greater advantages than men in terms of cultivation.
If he joins the Maitreya Sect, his younger brother will obviously be more popular.
But in Yaochi, with the same qualifications, the elder sister received far more training than the younger brother.
Just don't know.
What would it be like if the elder sister could fly onto a branch and become a phoenix, while the younger brother could become a good-for-nothing?
Perhaps, that is the beginning of another story.
Who knows.
"wake up."
Zhang Heng took out a pill.
With a flick of his finger, the elixir turned into a stream of light and fell into Yun Lingzhi's mouth.
Yun Lingzhi was seriously injured, his mind was severely damaged and he fell into a deep sleep.
Now that I have been supplemented by the elixir, my face is visibly rosy, just like a traveler who is greeted by rain after a long drought.
"Cough, cough..."
Not long after.
Along with the sound of coughing, Yun Lingzhi opened his eyes.
He looked around confusedly, and when he saw Zhang Heng and Zhang Yitong, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is this?"
"In a farmer's house in Maitreya Region."
Zhang Heng explained, and then asked: "How do you feel?"
Yun Lingzhi shook his head: "I suffered severe injuries, my consciousness has been wiped out, and I am already a useless person."
Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Who hurt you? Were you caught in an ambush by Maitreya's side?"
"No..."
Yun Lingzhi's eyes were full of pain: "I rushed into the Maitreya Domain and went on a killing spree, killing five true immortals in a row, but I didn't expect Hong Zu to take action against me."
"Hongzu?"
Zhang Yitong was shocked.
"Yes, it's Hong Zu."
Yun Lingzhi smiled bitterly: "You don't know, in fact, I secretly worshiped Hong Zu as my master. When I broke out of the siege, I contacted the master and he said he would secretly help me, but I didn't expect that he would kill me with one move.
I was seriously injured, my heart was broken open, and a secret spell was planted in my heart to extract something."
"Luck?"
Zhang Heng said something from the side.
"Yes, it's luck."
Yun Lingzhi smiled reluctantly: "Later, he was disappointed and said that I was no longer the son of fate. Then he wiped out my consciousness and threw me into the pool and ignored me. Fortunately, I had an adventure and swallowed a plant.
The great medicine, that great medicine has not been completely refined by me, and part of the energy is lurking in me, keeping me alive, otherwise you will never see me again."
Zhang Heng looked at Cui Min.
He didn't expect that Hongzu actually mastered the method of seizing luck and used this secret technique on Yun Lingzhi.
It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.
The fate has changed, and Yun Lingzhi's great fortune has been transferred to Zhang Yitong.
Even the last bit of luck was turned into combat power by him, and he climbed to the realm of true immortals. Naturally, Hong Zu's plan would not succeed.
But if there is one, then there are two.
With Yun Lingzhi, Hong Zu failed to realize his plan to seize luck and return to the status of the son of destiny, so he would naturally set his target on others again.
If this happens, the eldest lady and Liu Wu may be in danger.
"what's your plan?"
Zhang Heng asked Xiang Yun Lingzhi.
"Help me bury Minmin well."
Yun Lingzhi trembled, took off the ring on his hand and handed it to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng did not refuse, but asked again: "What about you?"
Yun Lingzhi shook his head slightly.
He is already useless, so why should he go back?
As a proud man, he did not allow himself to become a waste and live in the ridicule of others.
"Let's go."
Zhang Heng saw Yun Lingzhi's thoughts and nodded to Zhang Yitong.
Wait until the two of them arrive outside.
Suddenly the sky weeps with blood, and the mournful music cries out.
Then look back towards the yard.
After entering his eyes, along with a ray of white light, Yun Lingzhi turned into a path and left, leaving behind a final song: "Love what I love, no regrets, damn your fate!!"
Zhang Heng watched quietly for a while.
After a while, it turned into a sigh: "What a regretless person!"