Chapter 453: The Old Mountain God Returns to Tiger Mountain in the Night
"Temple Blessings..."
At the foot of Tiger Mountain.
There is a quiet little villa.
Zhuangzi is not big, with four entrances and four exits. There is a small lake at the back. Behind the lake is a forest, and there are hundreds of acres of fields outside the forest.
Meet Zhang Henglai.
The bull demons guarding the village lowered their eyebrows.
Talk about it.
Bull Demon is really useful.
If you don't have anything to do, put on the iron armor and you will be a soldier guarding your home and courtyard.
When necessary, you can hitch the cart to a plow and rely on it to pull the cart to plow the fields.
A demon can serve two purposes, a fish can eat two things, wine and meat are one meal, and nectar and weeds are also one meal. Who can not love such an economical and affordable subordinate.
"Is uncle asleep?"
This is the villa now.
It was originally prepared by Zhang Heng for Brother Zhang. It was wasted for some years, but it doesn't matter, it will be used now.
"not yet..."
The bull demons were honest and flattering: "The third grandma came in the evening, and she also brought Zhu Sheng and Zhu Qian with her, saying they came to recognize the door. The two little guys were very good at talking, and even the old man had a lot of smiles.
"
"Um."
Zhang Heng nodded slightly.
The third grandma in Niu Yao's mouth is the third sister, and Zhu Sheng and Zhu Qian are the two children of the third sister's eldest son, Zhu Chao. When talking about it, they call him uncle.
On weekdays.
The child lives with Zhu Chao and his wife in the county and does not come back once for months.
As for Brother Zhu.
I am an old man, he is also on his way to his fifties, but he just can’t sit still. I heard that during this period, I visited friends on the street, saying that I wanted to bring together various county business houses to set up some kind of joint chamber of commerce to leave something for my children and grandchildren.
Zhang Heng didn't care either.
One generation, two generations, three or four generations, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.
Except for these few immediate people around him, Zhang Heng didn't care much about the rest of them and just let them go.
"Brother."
The lamp is lit in the study.
The maid's red sleeves are fragrant, while the eldest brother is writing something.
"Your injury hasn't healed yet, why don't you take good care of yourself?"
Zhang Heng was a little confused.
"The fourth child is here."
Hearing Zhang Heng's words, the eldest brother said with a haggard look: "I am also a martial arts practitioner, and my body and bones are not that weak. Besides, didn't you use magic to help me recover? The rest can be nursed back to health slowly. Move.
It takes no effort to move the pen."
Hear the sound.
Zhang Heng stepped forward and took a look.
I found out that what my eldest brother wrote was a summary of martial arts.
To say weak.
His eldest brother also cultivated the three meridians. Although he did not have any great achievements, he was dabbled in martial arts.
I have sorted out my martial arts experience over the years and written it into a book, focusing on describing the details and distinctions of breakthroughs in each stage. Such a book can be considered a treasure even for a small or medium-sized martial arts family.
"Your third sister is here today."
"I also brought two descendants of the Zhu family with me. I was very moved after seeing it."
"So I thought, if I am idle, I would rather organize what I have learned over the years and write a book each about martial arts, magic, and Confucianism."
Brother Zhang said and couldn't help but sigh: "Although I haven't cultivated anything, I have to find something for myself to do. Now I can't do anything with my body."
Hear this.
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Brother, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Isn't it just that the Zi Mansion was destroyed and the soul and blood were scattered? You can't take it for granted. In the past, you cultivated all three meridians, which messed up your foundation.
I said, this is the opportunity given to you by God to re-cultivate. If it were you, you probably wouldn’t be able to give up and re-cultivate."
"Fourth, I have convinced you..."
Brother Zhang was a little annoyed: "You are the one who talks about the east, you are the one who talks about the west, you are the one who is blessing, and you are the one who is the disaster. You can talk more nonsense than my master Tianming Taoist. You have said all the words. You are indeed a Taoist.
The person."
Well...
Zhang Heng was also helpless.
Because that's the truth, no matter how you say it, it's like scolding him.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you. You are always more reasonable than me. I can't argue with you." Brother Zhang changed the topic and asked about the matter of re-cultivation of San Gong: "You said that if I didn't have three
If you cultivate both the pulse and pulse, but focus on one, after more than thirty years, will you become an immortal?"
"Well..."
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
Looking at Brother Zhang's expectant eyes, he still shook his head.
That's not how things work out.
What is a fairy?
It is the sublimation of mortals and the transcendence of the human world.
I want to become a fairy.
It is necessary to overcome the immortal tribulation, and the immortal tribulation is not so easy to overcome.
Regardless of the eldest brother or the second brother, they are all cultivated from medicine jars. Their skills have improved, but they have no matching skills, secret techniques, special skills, or magical powers.
Compare.
Before Zhang Heng became an immortal, the panel should have looked like this.
Zhang Heng.
Cultivation realm: Refining the void and combining the Tao.
Even if he doesn't become an immortal, he still has the strength to defeat the true immortals.
So when he goes through the tribulation, it's like taking a bath.
It passed easily and there was absolutely no difficulty.
Where are the eldest brother and the second brother?
The eldest brother doesn't know much about it, but the second brother is familiar with it. He even asked about it a few days ago.
The sword control skills in Xuanyuan Sword Jue are capable of commanding hundreds of swords, but with the name of Martial Saint, the combat power is definitely at the bottom of the same realm. The meaning is to make people jump over the ranks to fight and become a stepping stone.
Talking about overcoming the tribulation, how to overcome it.
If you want to survive the immortal tribulation, you must have an attack spell that can reach the immortal realm in your hand to break the thunder tribulation.
Or a defensive magic to protect yourself.
Nothing, just empty mana.
Even if General Leihuo is your father, he will kill you with one thunderbolt.
Big brother’s foundation and understanding.
A little stronger than the second brother, but his strength is limited. If you look at what the second brother looks like, you can probably see his shadow.
Don't say thirty years.
In the next thirty years, he will look like this bear.
Don’t even think about overcoming the tribulation and becoming an immortal.
It's easier to pick up Fairy Chang'e.
"No way?"
Zhang Heng said nothing.
Brother Zhang's already sickly expression became even darker.
Zhang Heng saw this.
He stopped talking about this issue and said instead: "Brother, I met Ji Jun today."
"Ji Jun?"
heard this name.
Brother Zhang trembled all over, then relaxed again.
He has already lost.
The defeat was very complete.
Neither Tiandao Sect nor Ji Jun has anything to do with him.
after all.
Ji Jun is extremely talented.
He has been cultivating for thirty years and is no match for others.
Now that it has been abolished, if it is rebuilt again, by the time he has developed his magic power and his soul, I am afraid that Ji Jun will already be a giant.
"Brother, you don't have to be so pessimistic."
"Actually, Ji Jun is not Ji Jun."
"He should be called Ji Muli. He is the reincarnation of the founder of the Tiandao Sect who died in battle 300,000 years ago. It is not an injustice if you lose to him."
It looks like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Zhang Heng paused and then said: "Speaking of which, I could have kept him, but I thought about it again and again and didn't do that..."
Hear this.
Brother Zhang was refreshed: "You want me to regain my strength and regain what I lost, right?"
Well...
Zhang Heng was silent for a while.
He didn't want to hurt his elder brother's self-confidence, but he couldn't lie about this kind of thing. If it didn't work, it just wouldn't work. He could only say softly: "Brother, that's what I think. Ji Muli is a good whetstone. Just grind it like this."
It's such a pity that it was lost in my hands. It's better to leave it to Lu Sheng. If she wants to achieve something in the future and get out of this world, she will have to endure such hardships."
"That's it..."
Brother Zhang nodded silently like a deflated balloon: "Lu Sheng is a good boy. I heard the second brother say that he is a real genius. Unlike us, when we say green leaves, in fact, they are not even green leaves, they are just weeds."
One."
"Sir, the old tiger is here."
Don't wait to say any more.
A flash of green light flashed.
Tang Jian's figure appeared at the door.
"Well, I understand."
Zhang Heng nodded to express his understanding, and then told Brother Zhang: "Brother, don't delay your good deeds. You know the situation of my second brother and I, and the inheritance of the incense depends on you."
Open your mouth.
Brother Zhang didn't say anything, just nodded silently.
"Marry a wife, have children, and honor your elders."
Wait until Zhang Heng leaves.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Brother Zhang was a little confused: "Does my future consist of marrying a dozen wives, carrying cages, walking birds, and fishing in the south of the Yangtze River all day long?"
Thinking.
The more I thought about it, the tighter my chest became, and I was so depressed that I almost vomited blood: "Heaven, please look at me, Earth, please help me. I have worked hard for thirty years and never slacked off. Talent, talent, why is it so important? Is it really
It’s destiny that has been decided by fate, and ants can’t change it?”
No one knows the sighs of the night.
For a while.
Even the moon is hiding behind the clouds.
It's like the light never shines.
"forward..."
the other side.
In front of the temple.
The old tiger looked at Zhang Heng and the two men who had turned into light.
I wanted to call him senior, but Zhang Heng looked young and matched his daughter as a brother and sister.
Call me nephew.
He was also afraid that Zhang Heng would be angry, and he didn't have such a big face.
"Just call me Zhang Heng."
Zhang Heng also saw the old tiger's dilemma and said with a smile: "You are Mengmeng's father. Mengmeng and I are half brother, half father and half master. Our relationship is
It’s really troublesome to discuss.”
Hear this.
The old tiger relaxed instead.
Because he is not a fool, he can hear Zhang Heng's love for his daughter.
It’s just that we still need to have the awe that we should have.
The old tiger thought about it and asked tentatively: "Master Zhang, judging from your style and style, you should be from the Taoist sect. I don't know which sect you are from?"
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "I know what you want to ask. In fact, Mengmeng also knows my origin. I came from the upper world and was born in Jurong Maoshan. I have nothing to do with the Taoist sects in this world. Of course, you want to say that the Taoist sects in the world are one family."
, then it can be considered as having it.”
The Daomen of the world are one family.
This statement is as if the world is one family with the surname Zhang. It is too vague and unrealistic.
The old tiger thought about it and realized that Zhang Heng probably had nothing to do with the Taoist sect in Da Li Realm, otherwise such a strong man would not bother to deny anything.
"Upper Bound!"
The old tiger squinted his eyes.
He is not a peddler and a pawn. How can he not know anything about his own world when he reaches the level of immortals and gods.
I just didn’t know if the upper realm Zhang Heng mentioned was the same place as what he thought, so he asked tentatively: "Master, the upper realm you are talking about is the Nanhua realm?"
"Nanhua Realm?"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment: "The upper realm of Dali Realm is Nanhua Realm?"
"You don't know?"
The old tiger was very surprised.
The Dali Realm belongs to the Nanhua Realm. Isn't this something known to the gods and immortals? Otherwise, where would they go to ascend?
"What a coincidence?"
See the expression on the old tiger's face.
Zhang Heng was actually even more confused.
No wonder the little tiger always had butterflies to play with. Before, he had thought that Nanhua Patriarch was old and had nothing to do. He flew around like butterflies all day long and traveled around the world. This time he met him by chance.
Watch now.
Absurdity knocked on the door of Absurdity and arrived at Absurdity’s home.
How ridiculous.
He was also thinking that the patriarch had so much leisure all day long that he could still take care of his children.
Watch now.
He hangs around under the eyes of the Patriarch all day long, and the Patriarch cannot even think of coming over to take a look.
"This is a big deal."
"The drunkard goes home and doesn't recognize his own door."
Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded.
It's also his fault. He lives in a simple way all day long and doesn't care about the upper realm of the Great Glass Realm.
after all.
There are simply too many Middle Thousand Worlds.
Some are affiliated with the Three Thousand Great Worlds, some are directly affiliated with the Earthly Immortal World, and some form their own system.
Theoretically.
The chance of him entering the Zhongqian World under Nanhua Realm was not even one in a billion, and it turned out to be a joke.
"Um?"
Think of a joke.
Zhang Heng was a little distracted again.
Dalijie is Zhongqianjie, a subordinate of Nanhuajie. Doesn't this mean that Lihuang rebelled under the eyes of the Nanhua Patriarch?
There is something.
Emperor Li probably doesn't know who the Patriarch of Nanhua is and what he practices.
If we knew that Nan Hua Patriarch practiced the Huang Tian Xiao Yao Sutra and had attained great freedom, he was also a giant with great supernatural powers in the fairy world. I wonder if he would still dare to conquer the heavens and swallow the heaven to transcend the world.
Um?
wrong.
He is very familiar with the anti-Titian business.
This Lihuang is also against the sky, and he is under the Nanhua Realm.
hiss!
He wouldn't have also practiced Huang Tian Jing. He was from the same school as him.
There's no reason.
If he has cultivated the Yellow Sky Scripture and is already the strongest overlord in the world, then he should build the Yellow Sky Altar and change the world. Why bother fighting against the way of heaven?
Trying your best is no solution.
Moreover, Emperor Li was a warrior, and he even had the heart of a tyrant, and it didn't look like he had practiced the Yellow Heaven Scripture.
"Lihuang is probably not from my lineage."
Zhang Heng estimated.
The fact that Emperor Li is what he is today must be due to his talent. He has nothing to do with the founder of Nanhua, and he is not of the Nanhua lineage.
The reason why I don't care about him or care about him is because the character of Nan Hua Patriarch is like this. There is no need to care about him or care about him.
otherwise.
Since Lihuang is from the lineage of Nanhua Patriarch, how could he destroy Buddhism and Taoism?
Buddha is fine.
It's not a good thing, but he himself is a member of the Taoist sect, so he can't destroy himself.
"Zhang Heng, I feel the call of my bloodline. It's so strange."
Just thinking about it.
The little tiger stood on tiptoes, slapping his hands, and walked out sleepily.
"Cute!"
Hear the call.
The little tiger didn't care yet.
It wasn't until he saw the middle-aged man standing next to Zhang Heng that he suddenly woke up: "Dad?"
"Mengmeng..."
Look at your daughter.
The old tiger had a bitter look on his face. He opened his mouth several times but couldn't say anything. In the end, he just sighed: "I have suffered so much for you these years."
silence.
After thirty years of separation, the past is like dust and wind.
Look at the old tiger in front of you.
There was alienation, wariness, and longing in the little tiger's eyes. It was very complicated.
"Lao Tiger, we are not in a hurry. You can talk to Mengmeng first. You must have a lot to say to her."
See what both sides look like.
Zhang Heng also sighed.
He didn't know why the old tiger was so obsessed with the death plan.
Doesn't he know that whether the false surrender succeeds or fails, it will take three years and three years, and decades in the blink of an eye?
He walked quite easily.
The little tiger has no father or mother, how sad his life is.
To know.
The previous temple blessings were not a good thing.
That is, he is here.
Without him, the little tiger would have been bullied to death.
It's hard to say, but he was locked in a dog cage every day, beaten all over his body and his eyes were filled with tears.
"Every family has its cupboard..."
Hear Zhang Heng's words.
The old tiger also had a sad face, and begged the cute tiger: "Let's go for a walk in the back mountains with dad, okay?"
The little tiger looked at Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng knew that the little tiger was a little scared and wanted him to go with him, but he couldn't go and it was not appropriate for him to go.
"go Go."
Zhang Heng pinched the little tiger's ears: "Heaven has no intention, the earth is helpless, don't be afraid of anything."
The little tiger rubbed against him.
Then he cautiously followed the old tiger.
Watch it turn back three times with each step.
Zhang Heng smiled.
Then I noticed that a butterfly had stopped at some point outside the pavilion, beside the jade pillar.
"Butterfly?"
Zhang Heng looked at the butterfly.
After a moment, he suddenly said: "Ancestor, stop playing around. Is Emperor Li your disciple?"
Bang bang bang...
He seemed to be alarmed by Zhang Heng.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and flew towards the back mountain.
Look in the direction the butterfly is leaving.
Zhang Heng nodded secretly.
Fly.
No!
Sure enough, he is just a wild child that no one wants.
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