Chapter 451: The Reincarnation of Heavenly Immortals
"Fourth..."
Although I really want to say it.
The eldest brother is not weaker than others in his life, and his hard work will eventually bear fruit.
But reality is reality.
It's cruel and helpless.
Zhang Heng still remembers clearly that when his eldest brother left him two days ago, he clenched his fists and refused to accept his destiny.
nowadays.
He was already lying on a stretcher, half of his head was broken, and he was hanging on by a piece of fairy jade. He was no longer as unruly as before.
"Brother."
"It's impossible for people not to accept their fate. I know that your heart is higher than the sky and you want to achieve something."
"But ambition must match strength. Your talent and understanding do not support your achievement of hegemony."
Looking at Brother Zhang who has lost half his head.
Zhang Heng spoke earnestly and covered his head with one hand.
The next second.
The brilliance flashes.
I didn't see him making any moves.
Along with the milky white fairy light, the broken head was repaired bit by bit.
"Old Four."
The head is the leader of the Six Yangs.
As soon as his head recovered, Brother Zhang's condition instantly improved a lot, but his eyes were already dim: "As you said, I still failed."
"If you lose, just lose."
"There is no general who is always victorious, and no one who is undefeated."
Zhang Heng had already expected this, and shook his head and said: "Don't think about that. From now on, just calm down and let the turbulent people fight in the turbulent world."
Said.
Zhang Heng said again: "I built a village at the foot of the mountain. The environment is good, and there is a small pond in the backyard. I will stay at home from now on, honor my two elders, and continue the bloodline. Let the past things go by him and don't think about it anymore."
"me..."
Zhang Buxiu stared: "I'm not willing to give in."
"I know..."
Zhang Heng expressed his understanding.
People.
A few will give in.
It seemed that Zhang Heng knew that he was a losing gambler at this moment, and his mind was full of thinking about how to make money back.
Unfortunately.
It is impossible to recover the losses, the only way is to lose more miserably.
It’s not Zhang Heng who is throwing cold water on me.
But facts speak louder than words.
How old is Brother Zhang? He is already reaching his fifties.
Where is Ji Jun?
At the age of ten, Brother Zhang could not surpass him even if he had been born thirty years earlier. If he was given another thirty, fifty, or even three hundred years, would he be able to surpass Ji Jun?
impossible.
While you are practicing hard, others are not busy falling in love.
So the gap will only grow wider.
"How is this person Ji Jun?"
After Brother Zhang was carried away.
Zhang Heng looked at Tang Jian.
"very scary."
Tang Jian's eyes were solemn: "In order to support the uncle, Buddhism sent two earth immortals and six true immortals. The lineup is not weak."
"As a result, the Six True Immortals were stopped by the Four Sword Slaves beside Ji Jun, and the two Earth Immortals, two against one, actually fought back and forth with Ji Jun. If I hadn't taken action, waiting for the follow-up of Heavenly Dao
Zong's support has arrived, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."
"interesting."
Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Ji Jun is just entering the realm of a true immortal, and he can fight back and forth with two earth immortals. In the future, he will indeed be Lu Sheng's biggest enemy."
Said.
Zhang Heng asked again: "How does it compare with you one on one?"
"Compare with me."
Tang Jian thought for a while: "I come from the Jade Mantis clan, and my combat power in the Earth Immortal Realm is considered above average. Although Ji Jun is powerful and can fight across levels and against ordinary Earth Immortals, he is still young after all. In a short time,
He is not my opponent yet, of course, he has too many powerful magic weapons, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop him if he leaves.”
Zhang Heng nodded slightly.
Youth represents unlimited potential.
He became an immortal in eight years, even faster than him. Whether it was aptitude, understanding, or luck, Ji Jun was probably ridiculously high.
certainly.
The speed of becoming an immortal alone does not explain everything.
Ji Jun's shortcomings are also obvious. Although Tiandao Sect is the first sect in the Great Li Realm, if Zhang Heng remembers correctly, the founder of the sect with the highest achievement in Tiandao Sect is only in the Luotian Immortal Realm.
This had a consequence.
The upper limit is not high, and the martial arts in the sect are also relatively average, and most of them can only be cultivated to the level of heavenly immortal.
Moreover, among the immortals, the Tiandao Sect's techniques are only considered inferior and have nothing to praise.
This way.
It is difficult for Ji Jun to develop any great supernatural powers.
It's not bad in Zhenxian.
Further up, the development potential will be limited. In the realm of Earthly Immortals, there will be few opponents within the same level at most. If you bully a small sect monk who does not have a strong inheritance, you may not be able to fight beyond the level.
this phenomenon.
It is also a common problem and sorrow among many small sects of monks in the world.
But there is no way.
Thousand-mile horses are always available, but bole is hard to find.
Possessing the inheritance of the Supreme Purity.
Maoshan, with its five golden immortals, is only a quasi-first-rate force in the world of earthly immortals.
Lower bound.
It is even more difficult to teach a great supernatural power.
Take the magical power of time and space as an example.
Zhang Heng did not learn these two magical powers from Maoshan, but passed them on to the Nanhua Patriarch.
"According to my estimate."
"After Lu Sheng was promoted to the Immortal Realm, his strength should be about fifty-fifty with Ji Jun."
"Ji Jun is probably Lu Sheng's biggest rival in the fairyland."
Think of this.
Zhang Heng was a little unsure again: "Ji Jun came out of the Taoist sect. Are there no such geniuses among the Buddhist, Confucian, military strategists, Dali royal family, and the demon clan?"
There is a high probability.
Not only in these places, but also in some big families, there may be geniuses and outstanding people born, but they have not yet appeared.
"By the way, how about Zen Master Si'an?"
Zhang Heng also didn’t forget Little Tiger’s father.
"Already seen it."
"But he didn't admit it, and he didn't show up later."
Tang Jian guessed: "Maybe the timing is not right. I heard from the uncle that there used to be a Kurong Temple in Liuzhou, but it was later destroyed by the Dali Dynasty. Among the Buddhist monks who came to help him, one of them practiced Kurong.
Miraculously, Kurong Temple may have been secretly rebuilt by Buddhism, and the old tiger might be there."
"Kurei Temple!"
Zhang Heng thought about it for a while.
Although he didn't know what the old tiger had planned or what he was hiding.
The problems that should be faced are always faced.
Do it sooner rather than later.
Now that I've caught up this time, let's go meet him.
Dong dong dong...
Liuzhou is located to the west of Shunzhou.
And within Liuzhou, there is another famous mountain called Bu Tai Mountain.
There is a temple on Butai Mountain, which is called Kurong Temple.
It is said to be the most prosperous time.
There are 80,000 monks and tens of millions of believers in Kurong Temple.
nowadays.
The temple was destroyed and the monks died.
Every night, there will be the lingering ghost of a monk, covered in blood, knocking on wooden fish.
Over time.
Not to mention the mountains and Kurong Temple.
It has become a forbidden area for hundreds of miles, especially at night, when ghost fires and wooden fish sounds alternate, even animals dare not approach.
"It's not dark yet."
"The sky is shrouded in dark clouds. It's night. Isn't it possible that thousands of ghosts are walking at night and crying everywhere?"
Don't fall down the mountain.
Zhang Heng held the little tiger in his arms, listened to the sound of wooden fish in his ears, and asked Tang Jian behind him inexplicably: "Are you sure this is it?"
"probably."
Looking at the ghostly and mist-shrouded Mount Futai.
Listen to the faint sound of wooden fish.
Tang Jian also looked puzzled: "That's what the uncle told me."
"Yes, that's fine."
Zhang Heng was not afraid of the so-called ghosts and ghosts. Instead, he pondered: "Perhaps this is the beginning of Buddhism's wisdom. Everyone can see that the mountain is not a good place, and it is not a good place. It is natural to compare our hearts and rebuild the Buddhist stronghold here."
It’s hard to be spotted.”
Finished.
Zhang Heng took one step forward and reached halfway up the mountain.
Enter the eyes.
The temple on the mountain has long been damaged, and corpses are everywhere, telling that there was a great war here.
Dong dong dong...
Maybe he sensed someone intruding.
The sound of wooden fish in my ears became more and more urgent, and in the darkness, there were faint shadows of people flickering.
Zhang Heng looked at it.
It was discovered that they were all the remnant souls of the monks who died in the war. Their true spirits were not extinguished at all, and they were still wandering around the Kurong Temple doing what they had done during their lives.
Crunch...
Go all the way up.
Zhang Heng ignored the wandering ghosts. Occasionally, evil spirits collided, but Tang Jian easily dealt with them.
Just like that, the two of them reached the main hall on the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye.
Push open the palace door.
What comes into view is a statue of Sakyamuni that was broken and then pieced back together.
Because it is pieced together.
This Buddha statue is full of cracks, and rather than looking compassionate, it gives people a fierce and strange feeling.
Dong dong dong...
There are futons, wooden fish, and Buddhist chimes in the main hall.
Although there seemed to be no one there, the sound of wooden fish continued one after another, as if there was an invisible old monk repenting in front of the Buddha.
certainly.
This is nothing but an illusion.
The truth is that the wooden fish ate the blood of the monk and turned into a spirit.
Even if no one knocks on it, it will make sounds at regular times and at certain points, driving the ghost monks to chant sutras.
"Go to the backyard."
Take a look at the Buddha statue and the futon.
Zhang Heng walked towards the backyard without hesitation.
quiet!!
There is an old tree in the backyard.
Looking up, eight ghost monks were sitting on both sides, following an old monk in red to meditate.
brush.
The ghost monks all opened their eyes.
But they did not pounce on Zhang Heng and the other two, but looked at the old monk, as if waiting for him to make a decision.
"well!"
The old monk sighed.
Zhang Heng did not speak.
The little tiger in his arms struggled and fell to the ground, turning into a little girl.
"father?"
Hu Mengmeng looked at all this with tears in her eyes.
well!!
The old monk sighed again: "You shouldn't have come today."
Tang Jian looked at Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "Why?"
Old monk.
No.
It should be the old tiger, who said with a wry smile: "Because..."
"Because he knows that it is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating, and the incident in Shunzhou will not be easy to get over."
Six rays of light flashed.
The leader was dressed in gold, and behind him were five old Taoists in purple robes.
Swish, swish, swish...
Four more rays of light.
Four lamas in red descended from the sky and stood behind the old tiger.
"neither..."
Hear the words of the young man in gold.
The old tiger shook his head slightly and whispered to Zhang Heng: "Because... I have always been a member of the imperial court."
Whoosh whoosh!!
The sky suddenly lit up in a huge array.
Zhang Heng looked up.
As soon as he saw it, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated and were replaced by countless black clouds composed of black-armored guards.
The first few people.
He is even more dressed like an animal, and his official robes are red and purple.
"The remnants of the Tianfo Sect, the four great lamas who keep the scriptures."
"The traitor of Tiandao Sect, the Five Elders of Discipline, and the Taoist Master Ji Jun."
The leading official laughed loudly: "Old Marquis, you have been pretending to surrender for twenty years, and today you finally caught a big fish."
"What a bitter trick!"
Zhang Heng understood instantly.
"Mengmeng..."
See Zhang Heng's expression of understanding.
The old tiger no longer concealed anything and beckoned: "Come here quickly."
quiet...
Hu Mengmeng looked at Zhang Heng and then at Lao Tiger.
hesitate to move forward.
Saw this scene.
The old tiger frowned slightly, raised his eyes and said to Zhang Heng: "Although I don't know where you came from, the reincarnation of the old monster, but because you have been helping me take care of Mengmeng for more than 20 years, I
I will intercede for you."
Um?
Zhang Heng was a little surprised.
Then I thought that the court might not know that King Shun was killed by him, and instead put the blame on Daomen.
"Why, you don't want to?"
The old tiger admonished: "You don't go through the road to Yangguan, and you break in when there is no door to hell. Today the imperial army has arrived, led by the current Taiwei and the King of Punishment. What else do you have to say?"
"
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.
He didn't guess that the old tiger was a double agent, pretending to surrender to Buddhism.
But the old tiger didn't guess his strength either.
What a punishment king.
The prince of the current dynasty.
These people are just being fooled. He did this before, but that doesn't mean that the old tiger can also be fooled.
"The King of Punishment!"
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Tang Jian's eyes could not stop fighting spirit.
"You are free to do whatever you want, don't worry about me. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later."
Zhang Heng took a step back and handed over the home court to everyone.
"kill!"
No one is scared.
Ji Jun, the Taoist disciple of Tiandao Sect, with this divine light blooming in his eyes, took the lead to kill towards the sky.
The rest of the people looked at each other.
There was a tacit understanding between Buddhism and Taoism. Among them, the four great lamas attacked Laoshan Jun, and the five Taoists in purple followed Ji Jun.
"The King of Punishment."
"It's been one hundred and thirty years. I've been waiting for today for a full one hundred and thirty years."
Tang Jian also found his opponent: "The sky has eyes, and I've been waiting for you."
"you?"
The King of Punishment wore a golden mask on his face. I don't know if it was a mind-attacking technique or if he really didn't know. His tone was very confusing: "Who are you?"
"Hahaha..."
Tang Jian laughed angrily: "I am your grandfather, kill him!"
Ding ding ding...
The three parties collided instantly.
For a while.
The King of Punishment, who was born in a clan, has an unpredictable iron halberd.
Lao Shanjun, on the other hand, had an unknown opportunity. He was actually a cultivator in the Earthly Immortal Realm. He led the eight ghost monks he had subdued. Even if they were besieged by the four great lamas, they were not at a disadvantage for a while.
As for the air.
The purple-robed Taiwei was obviously of Confucian origin.
With the Constitution in his mouth and the law in his mouth, the six red-clothed civil servants standing behind him are all saints in the world. Although their cultivation is not very high, their movements can influence the fortune of the dynasty.
Each holding an official seal in their hands, the six of them cooperated with the military formation and surrounded the five old Taoists in purple, unable to advance or retreat.
"Fight, fight, fight!!"
Facing siege.
Ji Jun didn't take a step back.
He let out roars one after another, and behind him not only were umbrellas, swords, towers, mirrors, beads, and five kinds of immortal weapons flashing, but he also had six kinds of magic weapons on his body.
The first kind is good: as powerful as an immortal king.
The second kind is better: as fierce as a dragon and an elephant.
The third best way is to follow the sound of heaven.
The fourth best way is to step on the lotus flower.
The fifth kind is good: the ground is dust-free.
The sixth good thing: having golden light.
Ji Jun exploded with all his strength and turned into a golden god of war. Not to mention his combat power, his appearance alone can shock people. He said: 'This son must not be kept.'
"This shadow..."
The more we fight, the more courage we get.
Zhang Heng saw a Taoist priest whose face could not be seen faintly appearing behind Ji Jun, wanting to unite.
And what's even more terrifying is...
This Taoist has three flowers on his head and five qi around his body.
As the saying goes: Three flowers gather at the top to return to the root, and the five qi go towards the origin and create a deep state.
This is a heavenly scene.
"No wonder it's so extraordinary."
"It turns out to be the reincarnation of the old monster!"
Zhang's eyes flashed: "It's fun to pretend to be a child, it's so easy."