Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Nine: Yaochi Immortal Sutra
When I was drunk, I read the sword with the light on, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet in the camp.
Eight hundred miles away, the soldiers under the command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings is heard outside the Great Wall, and the troops are ordered in autumn on the battlefield.
War is cruel.
In the face of war, you have only two choices, resist or surrender.
As the Xianmen army marched out, Maitreya Territory was retreating steadily.
Originally, the two sides had the strength to fight, but Yun Lingzhi's fierce fighting took away a quarter of the true immortals on Maitreya's side. The core strength of the Maitreya domain was no longer enough to resist the Immortal Sect.
A city, the fall of a city.
An area, an area of surrender.
The Xianmen's offensive was very fast and fierce.
But when an era comes to an end, there will never be a shortage of martyrs.
The same goes for Maitreya Holy Land.
The desperate resistance of some disciples caused considerable damage to the Immortal Sect.
At the level of ordinary people, some believers who were loyal to Maitreya also secretly began to gather together and start a guerrilla fight with the Immortal Sect.
Although it is said that the most ordinary foundation-building disciple can wipe out a rebel group of several hundred people.
But the guerrilla war, which is like a people's war, still makes the Xianmen side tired of coping. In name, they occupy a certain place, but in fact, these people only surrender on the surface and secretly have been promoting the idea of protecting the family and defending the sect.
Zhang Heng went out for a walk.
In some cities in the Maitreya region, he saw many leaflets posted by ordinary people urging resistance to the end.
These people, especially believers, have a strong resistance to Xianmen.
Zhang Heng asked himself, even if Maitreya was conquered, it would be impossible to completely conquer this land within a few generations.
"Zhang Heng, I am the special envoy of the sect. You can call me Elder Bai Nian."
Zhang Heng was refining elixirs that day.
Following the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged beautiful woman walked into the camp.
She looks to be in her thirties, wearing a phoenix hairpin on her head. She is the image of a very dignified and noble-looking wife. She wears a cheongsam with a high slit, and her white legs make people unable to help but think about her.
Zhang Heng did not dare to look further.
Because he doesn't know how many of the female monks under the Immortal Sect are really female monks.
"Is something wrong?"
Zhang Heng's attitude was calm.
After fifty years of ups and downs, his generation has grown up.
In addition to Yun Lingzhi's promotion to a True Immortal, Liu Wu and Zhang Yitong also achieved half-step True Immortal cultivation. Naturally, Zhang Heng also appropriately relaxed some of his cultivation, showing a perfect fit state and getting along with everyone.
on the same level.
Therefore, to them, the elders of the True Immortal Realm are not far away, and they can treat each other as equals.
"Yun Lingzhi fell and Cui Min died in battle."
"Two of the four heroes of the Immortal Sect have gone away. Several ancestors have discussed and are preparing to promote you into the true inheritance sequence to supplement the position of the four heroes. What do you think?"
Elder Bai spoke in a consultative tone.
She had investigated Zhang Heng before coming here, and she didn't know that Zhang Heng had been in the first echelon since he entered the Immortal Sect, and he was the master of both alchemy and magic.
It's just that unlike Yun Lingzhi and others, Zhang Heng doesn't seem to want to be famous.
He seldom walks around in front of people on weekdays. He has been obsessed with alchemy and practice for a long time, and he looks a bit like an ascetic monk.
Otherwise, the four heroes of the Immortal Sect in the past should be the five heroes.
"True inheritance!"
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
He didn't care about the position of True Successor, but after being promoted to True Successor, he would have access to the core technique of the Immortal Sect, the Yaochi Immortal Scripture. This Immortal Scripture was still attractive to Zhang Heng.
Now he can be promoted to Zhenzhuan and read the Immortal Sutra without having to pay anything. He has no reason to refuse.
"I'm OK."
Zhang Heng did not refuse, but added after agreeing: "But I am an alchemist, so don't count on me for shouting and killing."
Elder Bai smiled with satisfaction: "Serving the Immortal Sect is not just about shouting and killing. The development of the sect cannot be separated from the assistance of elixirs. Your battlefield is in the alchemy room."
Zhang Heng nodded lightly.
Not long after, the Immortal Sect announced the news of his promotion to a true disciple.
It's just that unlike Yun Lingzhi's promotion, the current war situation is corrupt and not suitable for holding a true inheritance banquet.
Zhang Heng doesn't care. It doesn't matter if it's true or not. Just give him the Yaochi Immortal Sutra to read.
"This scripture..."
Fairy Gate.
Inside the library.
Zhang Heng took out the sealed Yaochi Immortal Sutra from the jade box and frowned slightly as he read it.
Previously, in his mind, the Yaochi Immortal Scripture should be the same as the Shangqing Dadong Scripture, a superior Taoist book that directly pointed to the Golden Immortal level.
But as soon as he saw it, he discovered a problem.
The Yaochi Immortal Sutra in the world of cataclysm is not the complete version, and the highest level can only be cultivated to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
And as an immortal monk who has been exposed to advanced techniques, Zhang Heng always felt that the Yaochi Immortal Sutra in his hand was almost boring, like a cut-out paperback version.
"really..."
The law is not taught lightly.
When Zhang Heng saw this Yaochi Immortal Scripture, he knew that those big bosses did not regard the Cataclysmic World as a true inheritance place.
Take these exercises as an example. They are just simplified and weakened versions of the original exercises. Although they can be practiced, they are not on the same level as the original ones.
If we say the genuine Yaochi Immortal Sutra, it is the superior Taoist book that directly points to the Golden Immortal Avenue.
So the deleted and weakened Yaochi Immortal Sutra can at best be regarded as the Middle Vehicle Dao Sutra. Comparatively, it is equivalent to deleting the Beiming Divine Art into the Star-Absorbing Technique.
A monk who has never been exposed to the superior Taoist books is like a warrior who has never learned the superior techniques.
In their view, the Star Absorbing Technique is already an excellent magical skill.
But in Zhang Heng's eyes, it's not good enough.
Chicken ribs, chicken ribs, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
"No wonder there hasn't been an immortal in the cataclysmic world for two thousand years."
"Looking now, it's not just that these people are lacking in moral integrity, but also their skills."
Zhang Heng put the Yaochi Immortal Sutra back into the jade box and thought with some humor: "If someone really uses this weakened version of the Immortal Sutra to become an immortal in a catastrophic world, will the upper world recognize such an immortal?"
You should admit it.
Even the weakened version of the Immortal Sutra can be cultivated into a heavenly immortal, but it cannot fly after the revised version.
However, judging from this Immortal Scripture, the big guys in the upper world who sent down the inheritance have never thought about allowing the monks in the cataclysmic world to ascend.
The world of disaster is just a playground in the upper world.
The inheritance is handed down, and everyone creates a holy land and competes with each other. In essence, it is just a group of big guys in the sky, watching the people below play house.
"A bit disappointed."
"But it doesn't matter. The inheritance of the alchemy method has not been tampered with. My journey to this life has been worthwhile."
Zhang Heng soon stopped thinking about the Yaochi Immortal Sutra.
People can't be too greedy.
He has been able to refine various elixirs that strengthen the body and strengthen magic power, and the realm of earthly immortals is just around the corner.
Compared with the realm of cultivation, one or two Immortal Scriptures are harmless.
"Senior Brother Zhang."
Go out from the Sutra Pavilion.
Liu Wu was waiting for him at the door.
"Senior Sister Zhang has already told me about Senior Brother Yun, Hong Zu..."
Liu Wu's expression changed, and he stopped talking several times.
"As long as you know this."
Zhang Heng waved his hand and did not let him continue. He only said: "Be careful."
"Um."
Liu Wu nodded heavily.
Although from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to believe that Yun Lingzhi died at the hands of Hong Zu because he had great luck.
But over the years, Zhang Heng has helped him a lot.
He didn't have to believe what Zhang Yitong said, but he couldn't turn a deaf ear to what Zhang Heng said.
"Luck!"
Liu Wu looked towards the forbidden area and sighed secretly: "Am I the next one?"