Chapter 454: The Second Heavenly Dew Comes to the World
"Real person..."
Branches above the moon.
The old tiger came from the back hill with a grateful look on his face and saluted Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng did not dodge.
He has taken care of the little tiger for thirty years and deserves this gift.
"Have you finished chatting?"
"The chat is over."
The old tiger sighed: "Thirty years ago, I was recruited by the Heavenly Demon Empress, pretending to lead an army to conquer Beihai. In fact, I took advantage of the defeat and surrendered, and broke into the Buddhist sect to investigate the whereabouts of the remaining troops of the Tianfo Sect."
"It's just that Buddhism is not stupid. In the first ten years, it was very guarded against me. Even going out was restricted, and I didn't dare to contact the outside world."
"After another ten years, seeing that I had accepted my fate and knowing that I had served as a general in Dali, the senior officials of the Buddhist sect discussed letting me stay in the rear and be responsible for training Buddhist soldiers."
"I used what I learned and produced three military books in ten years, and trained many middle- and lower-level Buddhist generals. Only then did the Buddhists trust me and let me get involved in some things."
Speaking of which.
Old Tiger breathed a sigh of relief: "You also know the rest. I transformed into Zen Master Nianzhen, first started several believer uprisings in northern Xinjiang, and then came to the south to develop believers to fight against the Taoist sect."
Hear this.
Zhang Heng nodded lightly: "The Heavenly Demon Empress is a saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect. She married into Dali, was granted the title of noble concubine, and gave birth to the emperor's third son. According to this, you should be a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
, and there are people from the third prince’s lineage.”
"Not really."
Lao Shanjun replied: "I am not from the Heavenly Demon Sect, but I was favored by the Heavenly Demon Empress in the early years. Later, when the Li Dynasty became powerful, all the countries were defeated, and many demons from all over the country surrendered. I joined at that time.
Dali."
"Later, the imperial court canonized a large number of demons into the land of the Mountain God, and the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect also married goddesses one after another and became Li Huang's concubines, giving birth to children for Dali."
"After some time, the Heavenly Demon Empress, who became a noble concubine, found me. I wanted to repay her kindness, and I wanted to enjoy the shade under the big tree, so I didn't refuse."
Zhang Heng nodded.
There are people in the imperial court who are interested in serving as officials. The old tiger is from the demon clan, so it is reasonable to support the third prince who has half-demon blood.
"What are your plans when you come back this time?"
Zhang Heng asked casually.
"Hard to say."
The old tiger looked bitter: "I have been in Buddhism for thirty years. Although I pretended to surrender and returned with meritorious service, in retrospect, my affairs will not make those people feel comfortable."
"If nothing else happens, I will be assigned to a certain camp and become the deputy of a certain prince. I will train demon soldiers for the court. It will probably be difficult to lead the army alone. As for my family..."
A little silence.
The old tiger said nothing further.
Because he is not stupid. Thirty years ago, Hushan was his Hushan. Now, Hushan is no longer named Hu.
"You are a cute daddy."
"We are not considered outsiders either."
Zhang Heng waved to the little tiger.
The little tiger made a leap, jumped to his feet first, and then got into his arms.
Zhang Heng stroked the beautiful fur of the little tiger and said, "You must have many questions in your mind. Let me answer your three questions to make you feel at ease."
Although Zhang Heng asked himself.
He was only good to the little tiger, not bad.
But from the perspective of Lao Tiger, it’s hard to say what’s going on.
That is to say, he doesn’t have that strength.
Otherwise, Zhang Heng believes that the first thing the old tiger will do when he comes back is to kill him.
"Who are you?"
The old tiger asked in a deep voice.
I don’t know if I’m asking for myself or someone else.
But it makes no difference to Zhang Heng.
He said bluntly: "My name is Zhang Heng. I come from the Earthly Immortal Realm, Jurong Maoshan. The upper realm of the Dali Realm is the Nanhua World, and the Earthly Immortal Realm and the Celestial Immortal Realm can be regarded as the upper realms of the Nanhua Realm. You understand.
?”
If the community of the prehistoric world were made into a floor plan.
The Heavenly Immortal Realm and the Earthly Immortal Realm correspond to each other, and are surrounded by three thousand big worlds, a thousand worlds among a hundred thousand, and countless small worlds, thus forming the main community of the prehistoric world.
The Buddhist world, the devil world, the demon world, the ghost world, the Taoist world, the ancestral world of humans, the spiritual world of vegetation...
These worlds created by saints and great supernatural beings are equivalent to subsidiary universes.
certainly.
This is just Zhang Heng’s simple understanding and may not be appropriate.
"Earthly Immortal Realm!"
This is the first time that the old tiger heard this statement.
I just thought about it and felt that there was no need for Zhang Heng to lie to him.
Because he had seen Zhang Heng take action, it was definitely not the power that the Great Li Realm should have, and only the Upper Realm could explain it.
"Since you are from the upper world."
The old tiger asked the second question: "Then why did you come to Dali Realm? Could it be that a great opportunity was born here?"
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "No, I came from the upper realm and came to this lower realm not for some skills, opportunities, magic weapons, or great terrors or great secrets."
"The reason why I come is very simple. I come for time. I am a person who has a lot of time but a lack of time."
"You may not know that time flows at different speeds in different worlds."
"I like to take advantage of this differential practice and use my spiritual thoughts to descend into the world. It is similar to reincarnation. I continue to rotate from life to life to accumulate Taoism and knowledge."
Speaking of which.
Zhang Heng paused slightly: "And you don't need to pay too much attention to me. I'm easy to get along with. Your battles between princes, dynasties, sects, and great worlds actually have nothing to do with me. Don't mess with me."
Under the premise, I don’t want to care about anything.”
Finished.
Zhang Heng added: "You have one last chance to ask questions."
The old tiger opened his mouth.
I wanted to ask about King Shun, but I stopped talking because there was no point in asking.
Think before and after.
The old tiger glanced at the little tiger.
He could tell that Zhang Heng liked Hu Mengmeng very much.
I just don’t understand whether this kind of liking is good or bad for my daughter.
"last question."
The old tiger said in a deep voice: "Mengmeng is my daughter, and I am just a relative. I want to know how you plan to arrange for Mengmeng to be with you in the future."
"That's a good question."
Zhang Heng replied: "Mengmeng is destined to me, and I have high expectations for her. If nothing else happens, she will be my great spiritual protector in the future."
"I will train her, develop her bloodline power, and increase her growth limit."
"It's too high to say. I'll give you the guarantee of Immortal Luo Tian. I still have this ability."
As long as the little tiger's white tiger bloodline is cultivated properly, the rate of return will be very high.
And if he remembered correctly.
Patriarch Zhang Daoling’s mount is a white tiger from the golden fairyland.
Went back.
Ascend to the upper world, take the little tiger and the gift to identify the door.
It should not be difficult to get the little tiger to recognize the old white tiger as its godfather and ask for a drop or two of the white tiger's essence and blood.
It's okay if it's difficult.
If that doesn't work, send the little tiger to Patriarch Nan Hua.
The ancestor was so free, flying around all day long, just in time to take care of his children.
"The Immortal Luo Tian!"
The old tiger is doubtful.
It's not that he doubts Zhang Heng's ability, but it's just that it's too difficult for Luo Tianxian.
Since the birth of the Great Li Realm, 73 kalpas have passed, each kalpa lasting 16.8 million years.
How many masters have been born?
The recorded statistics are: there are thirteen Luotian Immortals and 3,724 Heavenly Immortals.
These are among the immortals in heaven.
It also includes the four founders of the Tiandao Sect, Tianfo Sect, Tianmo Sect, and Tianyao Sect.
down.
Confucianism has produced Confucian sages, and warriors have produced martial ancestors.
This takes up six places, and the remaining seven Luotian Immortals are all founders of various sects and giants of casual cultivators.
Average it down.
In the Great Li Realm, a Luotian Immortal will be born in about 100 million years.
Three hundred and thirty thousand years, an immortal was born.
Although it is a time of great strife now, the strong ones are like a spurt.
But it’s hard for the old tiger to believe that Zhang Heng could raise the little tiger to the realm of Luotian.
"You and I are on different levels."
"Many things that seem incredible or even impossible to you are just average to me."
Zhang Heng understood the expression of the old tiger: "And have you ever thought about it, if Mengmeng follows you, it will be difficult to fully activate the power of blood, and the upper limit of growth will be much lower."
"And the most important thing is that Mengmeng will grow up sooner or later. When the time comes, the White Tiger bloodline will attract the prying eyes of many people."
"Some people will want to capture her, strip her of her blood, and bless her descendants. What's more, some people will regard her as a walking treasure, a great elixir of survival. Considering your strength, you can't hide it. Well, if you can't hide her, you can't protect her."
"I am different. Mengmeng will have a better future with me. I will not only develop her bloodline potential, but also provide her with a good growth environment and a carefree childhood."
"In the future, she will be the Great Spiritual Officer and the White Tiger Divine General that I sit down to protect. You cannot give me such a future."
The moon and stars are sparse.
After getting the answer he wanted, the old tiger turned around and left.
He is a smart man.
He knows how to choose, not to mention, does he have the right not to choose?
the answer is negative.
"This old black tiger is quite smart."
Tiger Mountain.
In the wind pavilion.
Zhang Heng was drinking tea, and on the side, Tang Jian whispered: "I thought he would try his best to take Mengmeng away."
Hear this.
Zhang Heng shook his head and said with a pun: "There are too few fools these days. Do you think someone like Lao Tiger will be a fool?"
Smiled.
Zhang Heng added: "He is a smart man. He knows what should be done and what should not be done. This is good. If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it. If you do evil by yourself, you will not live. He did not make it difficult for me."
Speaking of which.
Zhang Heng changed his voice and looked at Tang Jian: "You have also fought against the King of Punishment, how do you feel?"
"Half a catty."
Tang Jian told the truth: "Although I always had to be on guard against that old lieutenant's sneak attacks when I was at Kurong Temple, I kept asking myself that even if there was no one around, the battle would end in both sides losing and there would be no winner."
Think back to the battle that day.
Zhang Heng nodded noncommittally.
After all, Tang Jian's time in entering the Immortal Realm was too short, and the Punishment King was hundreds of years earlier than him.
In addition, the Punishment King is a Martial Immortal, which means that Tang Jian is from a good background and is a member of the Jasper Mantis Clan who is good at attacking. If it were an ordinary Demon Immortal, it would be difficult to even draw.
"Your pair of purple and green swords are made from your forelimbs. They are the perfect match for you."
"However, the method of sacrificial refining is slightly lacking, resulting in insufficient power."
Zhang Heng thought for a while: "I have a Xuanyuan Sword Sacrifice Technique that I can pass on to you to use to refine the purple and green swords. When the time comes, you can have an upper hand against the King of Punishment by using the power of the weapons."
"Thank you, sir."
Tang Jian was overjoyed.
He has practiced hard these years just to seek revenge from the King of Punishment.
Now that we have this sword-sacrifice technique, we are undoubtedly one step closer to success.
"master."
After feeling happy, Tang Jian thought of another thing: "The death of King Shun..."
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
We can't help but investigate King Shun's death. After all, this matter was not done by Taoism. As long as we think about it, it's not difficult to associate it with him.
But so what?
Anyone who dares to say that this matter is related to him is just asking for humiliation.
really.
For half a month.
Calm and calm.
No one investigated King Shun's death, and no one came to Hushan to disturb him.
Because his existence is so mysterious and unbelievable, everyone has to think twice about how to get along with him.
Zhang Heng also enjoyed the peace and quiet.
He is not a lively person to begin with, and it is really difficult to get along with others.
"Fourth..."
In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed.
On this day, Zhang Chixia came over with joy, holding a letter in his left hand and a storage bag in his right hand: "Lu Sheng has written a letter and brought us a gift."
"Lu Sheng!"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.
After doing the math, Lu Sheng has been gone for two or three years. Time flies so fast.
"Shengsheng said that she went to the southern coast and joined a force called the Wuji Demon Sect."
"Let us not worry about her. She is doing very well now and is already one of the successor saints of the Wuji Demon Sect."
Zhang Chixia said as he handed the storage bag to Zhang Heng: "This child has been filial since he was a child. He still thinks of us after leaving home. You see, he even brought a gift."
Well...
Zhang Heng opened the storage bag and took a look.
First, I took a few jars of medicinal wine and smelled it. It should have been brewed with the inner elixir of some kind of sea beast, and it also had a faint smell of sea.
Look further back.
There are several bottles of pearl powder, probably for the third sister.
A conch.
It should be for Hu Mengmeng.
A purple clay pot and a small half bag of tea leaves, probably for him.
In addition, there is a longevity plant, a longevity flower, and some overseas specialties such as dried fruits, which are all a mess of gadgets.
certainly.
That's true for him.
However, considering Lu Sheng's cultivation level, if you want to get the precious medicines like longevity grass and longevity flower that can make people live longer, you will inevitably end up with a lot of blood.
"I'm determined."
Zhang Heng called the little tiger over and handed the conch to her: "This is given to you by Lu Sheng."
"Shengsheng!"
The little tiger was very happy to hear the news about Lu Sheng.
So it blew the conch vigorously.
The next second, countless dancing bubbles emerged from the conch. This was a conch that could blow bubbles.
"So shameful..."
Looking at holding a conch.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but blush for the little tiger who was running and blowing bubbles. It was so childish.
But it is not difficult to see that the little tiger really likes it.
Because it was given by his best friend.
"Old Four."
"I have also heard of the name Wuji Demon Sect."
"If I remember correctly, this is a demonic sect, and its behavior is very strange."
Take a look at the little tiger holding a conch and playing with it.
Zhang Chixia was a little worried again: "Shengsheng is so good, will she suffer a loss if she goes to the Wuji Demon Sect?"
"Suffering a loss?"
Zhang Heng was silent for a while.
I thought of how Lu Sheng looked like a demon god with a two-story building after he was released from the restrictions. His body was covered with bone spurs.
Why does he feel that going to Wuji Demon Sect Lu Sheng is like going home?
Boom!!
Just thinking about it.
A muffled thunder sounded on a sunny day.
Zhang Heng raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Enter the eyes.
Another sky mark opened in the sky, and two masses of indescribable terrifying energy were entangled together, tearing each other apart and devouring each other.
And in this process, countless essences fall from the sky, and its name is: Tianlu.
"The dew of the sky is received from heaven and must not be taken away from it."
at the same time.
Countless divine lights rose up and grabbed the dew.
Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to do this.
Instead, he quietly looked at the two entangled energy masses.
"master..."
Tang Jian also chose to take action.
It's a pity that there are too many old monsters robbing the sky, so even though he is already in the realm of earthly immortals, he still suffers a small loss in the battle.
"Come on, come on..."
Zhang Heng came to his senses.
I waved to the sky three times, and in an instant three pieces of dew flew towards me in different directions.
"Be bold!"
Whenever you see someone, grab three portions of the dew.
dark place.
An old monster tore through the space and grabbed Zhang Heng with a white bone claw.
Zhang Heng took a quick look.
Wherever he looked, even the space began to break.
Saw this scene.
The white bone claws quickly retracted.
But it still took a step slower, and half of its palm was shattered, leaving a muffled groan.
"Second brother."
Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze and handed a portion of Tianlu to Zhang Chixia: "If ten years later, it is still difficult for you to make any progress in your martial arts path, just take Tianlu and achieve the status of a true immortal."
"Is this dew?"
Zhang Chixia stopped talking.
"The dew of the sky is poisonous and of no use to me."
Zhang Heng explained.
certainly.
Natural dew is poisonous, but it is not really poisonous.
This poison is the poison of cause and effect. If you swallow the dew of heaven, you will owe the cause and effect of heaven, and you will need to repay it twice in the future.
not return.
You will be tired of the dew, and there will be no hope of breakthrough.
So for this kind of thing.
Whether to eat or not depends on your own situation.
Eating it is equivalent to being tied to the chariot of God's will. Now Emperor Li wants humans to conquer Heaven and act on behalf of Heaven.
Those who take Tianlu to achieve breakthrough will naturally become the chosen generals and will kill the soldiers of Emperor Li in the future.
Same reason.
For those who have no hope of breaking through, Tianlu is the only hope.
How to choose.
The gods are wise and consider themselves.
"correct."
Looking at the remaining two cents of Tianlu in his hand.
Zhang Heng added: "Tell my elder brother that I have prepared a piece of dew, and I plan to use it as a gift for him to continue the incense of the Zhang family."
It seems like it has been more than half a year.
There was no movement at all from the elder brother's side, as if he wasn't interested in continuing the bloodline.
How can this work?
The two elders are still waiting to have a grandson.
Fortunately, I gave him a boost.
It is said that a brave man will be rewarded.
Giving birth to a child rewards you with heavenly dew.
Zhang Heng couldn't believe it, his arm could still be twisted past his thigh.
...
at the same time.
The land of Nanling.
"Ah, my bone demon body!"
An angry roar came from a magnificent black hall.
Hear this roar.
The disciples who were meditating and practicing outside the hall bowed their heads.
Although they didn't know who made the White Bone Demon God Patriarch so angry, everyone knew very well that the angry Patriarch didn't get any good results from them.
"Holy Son of the Bone Demon, come in."
After half a ring.
A whisper came from the hall.
Hear this.
All the disciples raised their heads one after another.
Enter the eyes.
A powerful god and demon who was eight meters tall and covered with bone spurs was walking from a distance with heavy steps.
"Master..."
The person known as the Holy Son of the Bone Demon.
Entering the hall, he knelt down on one knee, but unlike the others who surrendered, he never lowered his head, but stared closely at the right hand of the Bone Demon Ancestor.
Enter the eyes.
The extremely powerful White Bone Demon Ancestor, who claimed to defeat the Heavenly Demon Sect and take away the first position in the Demon Sect, actually lost half of his hand.
"I'm about to retreat."
"During the period of my retreat, you must practice the White Bone Demon Sutra that I taught you and do not slack off."
The eyes of the White Bone Demon Ancestor were burning with fire: "Your talent is amazing. When you complete the White Bone Demon Sutra, I will make you the Holy Son of the Cult. Don't let me down."
"Yes, Master."
The Holy Son of the Bone Demon bowed respectfully.
Wait until he leaves.
There was only one Bone Demon Ancestor left in the hall.
It sat on a throne made of white bones, caressing the missing half of the palm, and whispered: "Such a powerful god and demon body is simply unheard of. I am so precious about my talent, and I still hesitate to take your body away from you. But now I see that it is
Had to do it.”
Finished.
The Bone Demon Ancestor glanced at the missing half of his palm again: "This is not the end of the matter."
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