There are three thousand tribes and states in the world.
One of them is called Yunzhou.
Yunzhou is most famous for three things: martial arts, strong liquor, and magic weapons.
This is not surprising.
Who allowed Yunzhou to have Yunwu Mountain, from which it became the most powerful mountain in the world, surpassing the strongest in ancient and modern times?
nowadays.
Yunzhou is already the headquarters of the martial arts lineage.
Look up.
Every family practices martial arts and everyone wears a sword.
There is an ignorant young man who goes crazy and kills people randomly, vowing to eliminate all injustice in the world.
There was an old man with missing teeth who folded grass into a sword and claimed to be the ninth in the world.
There is also Baiyun City, a holy land of martial arts.
There is also the Baiyun Martial God who claims to have dominated the world for 70,000 years and was defeated only once 500 years ago.
"The air is filled with the sound of swords."
"Yunzhou, what a great place."
Looking at the young heroes riding past in small groups.
Zhang Heng leaned on his bamboo stick and hummed as he walked: "The mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, the sun is high, the wind is so good, the little people come over, and they are happy and happy."
"Young people are very elegant."
He left not long ago.
There was laughter coming from the front.
Zhang Heng looked up.
As soon as I saw it, there was a small river in front of me, and there was a bonfire beside the river. Next to the bonfire sat a drunken middle-aged beggar, who was baking something to eat.
"young?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while and shook his head with a smile: "Time is not forgiving. You only think that my body is young. In fact, I don't dare to talk about being young anymore."
"oh!"
The middle-aged beggar opened his hazy drunken eyes and looked Zhang Heng up and down for a moment: "It turns out he is the reincarnated old immortal, but the beggar made a mistake."
Finished.
The middle-aged beggar took off the red gourd from his waist, raised his hand and threw it to Zhang Heng: "Go on."
Zhang Heng waved.
When the wine gourd fell into my hand, I instantly felt that it weighed ten thousand kilograms.
"I don't have any other hobbies as a beggar."
"The first is to eat, the second is to drink, and the third is to make friends."
The beggar stood guarding the fire and said without raising his head: "Old senior, you are blessed. The beggar's chicken made by the beggar is absolutely the best in the world. If you don't mind it, come and try it."
Zhang Heng is capable of everything.
He is a Taoist monk who eats from all over the world.
Middle-aged people are homeless beggars who eat everywhere.
Who can dislike whom?
"Old senior, your accent sounds like you are not from Yunzhou."
Zhang Heng stepped forward.
He placed the wine gourd next to the beggar.
The beggar continued to play with the clay balls in the fire and said nonchalantly: "You came at a bad time. Recently there has been rumors that people from the Taoist sect want to come to Yunzhou to preach, but there may be a fight."
"Yeah."
Zhang Heng really doesn’t know.
Because whether it was Buddhism or Taoism, he didn't pay much attention to the princes who were currently confronting each other.
"You don't know?" The beggar held a fire stick.
"I don't know." Zhang Heng shook his head affirmatively.
"Then do you know me?" the beggar asked again.
"do not know."
Zhang Heng's answer is still affirmative.
Say it and make people laugh.
He has lived in the mountains for a long time and has never walked in the world.
Don't talk about middle-aged beggars.
He didn't even know what Cuizhou Mu, Shunzhou, where he was, looked like or what his name was, because he had never asked.
The same goes for experts.
Today a Jimuli pops up, and tomorrow a Nirvana heavenly Buddha monk pops up.
It's okay to have a big name, I've heard a lot about it.
down.
He had never even heard of anyone with a smaller name, mainly because he didn't care.
after all.
Zhang Heng couldn't figure out why he wanted to remember these people.
"I really don't know him."
The beggar was a little confused.
Zhang Heng did not answer.
Judging from what the beggar said to himself, he should be quite famous, and he must be a well-known master in the Yunzhou Martial Arts Holy Land.
But he really didn't know him.
In the past, there were twenty or thirty heavenly immortals and hundreds of earthly immortals in the Great Li Realm, but now there are probably even more.
It’s the list of heavenly immortals and the list of earthly immortals.
There were a lot of people listening.
Zhang Heng is old after all.
If I had just traveled to the Republic of China, I would have been rushing around to become a disciple, and I would have had to memorize all these wealthy people on the Immortal List. I would have been so excited that I couldn't sleep for three days and three nights.
Now.
He was not interested at all, but seeing the beggar’s stunned look, he replied: “Do you know me?”
The beggar looked at Zhang Heng for a long time.
He shook his head and said: "I don't know."
Zhang Heng didn't care either: "That's right. You don't know me and I don't know you. Two strangers meet by chance. Why do they have to know each other?"
Think about it.
The beggar thought this was very reasonable and said happily: "Then let's get to know each other. My name is Huang Chuping. Everyone calls me Drunken Beggar. Because I was bored, I became the guest elder of Baiyun City. I like to make friends when I have nothing to do.
Friend, mind your own business."
Zhang Heng understood after hearing this.
The Taoist people want to extend their influence to Yunzhou.
As the guest elder of Baiyun City, the holy land of martial arts in Yunzhou, the beggar waited here for the Taoist disciples.
Then he waited for him and regarded him as an evil guest from the Taoist sect.
"My name is Zhang Heng."
Seeing the misunderstanding, Zhang Heng also responded: "I came from Anding Prefecture in Shunzhou. This Anding Prefecture used to be called Anding County. It's a small place. You may have never heard of it."
"As for me, I'm not from the Taoist sect, nor from anyone else. I'm just a Xiaoyao Sanren, so you don't need to be on guard against me."
Speaking of which.
Zhang Heng glanced at the clay eggs on the fire: "Since you have recognized the wrong person, do you still have my share in this beggar chicken?"
It smells good.
Make it.
The beggar's chicken is indeed a unique craft.
It's so delicious that I can't say enough.
However, Zhang Heng did not touch the wine gourd.
Although he is not mysophobic, he is not at the point where he drinks mouth to mouth with a beggar, so he can just bring his own wine.
"Senior, Yunzhou is not peaceful right now. Why are you here?"
Eat one chicken separately.
Coupled with the fact that they had a few drinks together, Huang Chuping became less defensive.
Zhang Heng did not hide it from him, and said bluntly: "I have a niece who came to Yunzhou with my little tiger, saying that she wanted to enlightenment on Yunwu Mountain. As a result, she has been away for eight years. Okay, they
If you don't go back to see me, I, an old guy, will come to see them. People, you can't be too serious. If the mountains don't come, I can walk towards the mountains. This is also an encounter."
Huang Chuping was confused.
Zhang Heng didn't explain either.
Because when he thought about it, he would like anyone who had a little white tiger that was as big as a puppy, had a pink nose, cute eyes, could roll in your arms, and was smooth to the touch.
"Tiandao Flag!"
Huang Chuping didn't wait to ask again.
I saw a flying boat breaking through the sky and heading straight for Yunzhou.
"It's people from the Taoist sect who are here."
Huang Chuping grabbed the fire stick that was used to stir the fire in his hand and rose into the sky without looking back: "Senior, I will go to meet the enemy. You can do it yourself."
"Star Sword Intention?"
Seeing a beggar holding his sword soaring into the sky, his martial arts will echoed with the stars.
Zhang Heng extinguished the fire and murmured: "A six hundred-year-old Earth Immortal with Star Sword Intent is not too bad at all."
Measure one or two.
Even if he is placed under his Butian Camp, he is enough to become a corps commander.
As for whether it can be done for a long time.
Relatively hanging.
After all, Huang Chuping was young and had only entered the Earth Immortal Realm for a few years.
For example, all the experts in Butian Camp are all veteran earth immortals, and they would claim to be invincible even in the lower realm.
That is to say, I have come to the fairyland.
After seeing too many invincibles and invincibles, I gradually realized my own ordinaryness and lost my rebelliousness.
It would have been the time when I first arrived.
You said that you fought bloody battles at the same level, killing eight people in a row, and your sword was not stained with blood.
He said that he faced the immortals head-on, fought hundreds of moves, and retreated calmly.
Who has served whom one by one?
"The country is so beautiful."
"It's a pity that if you don't enter Luotian, you will eventually have to worry about your life span, and you will be in Luotian realm"
Zhang Heng secretly shook his head: "Among the ten thousand heavenly immortals, there are not even one or two. These lower world immortals who have no inheritance are like a dream after all."
The probability of one in 10,000 seems very high.
But don't forget that the disciples of the big sect are also included. These so-called one or two are mostly added by the disciples of the big sect after they are promoted.
Compare.
It's like asking a passenger on a train if you have a ticket.
This is nonsense.
How can I get on the bus without a ticket?
The same goes for cultivating immortals.
Just listen to the so-called probabilities, don't take them seriously.
Those are all fake.
There is really only one thing, and that is that there has been no war in the fairy world for a long time, it has been stable for too long, and the hierarchy is basically fixed.
Describe it.
What is the cultivation level and status of your ancestor, minus one level, your maximum limit will probably be like that in the future.
Your ancestor is Daluo Jinxian, so it will be easier for you to become Taiyi Jinxian.
It cannot be said that it is impossible to equal the founder of the sect, but it is very difficult.
As for those who are better than others.
Zhang Heng has heard of it but never seen it.
Small sects and small sects are okay, but this phenomenon basically does not exist in higher-level sects.
Take Zhang Heng himself as an example.
Patriarch Damao’s position as Da Luo is certain.
The Patriarch of Nanhua is even stronger. After the title of Da Luo, he is also added: Lord of the Great Thousand, Master of Great Supernatural Powers.
Blue is better than blue.
How dare you think about it now? It's too far away.
Instead of thinking about this, it is better to think about Fairy Chang'e, which is more practical.
certainly.
What is more practical is to pet the tiger cub now.
Zhang Heng thought happily and arrived at the foot of Yunwu Mountain in a blink of an eye.
"Yunwu Mountain"
Yunwu Mountain towers into the clouds.
But what is higher is not the mountain, but the towering martial arts monument in the valley.
It is unknown how the monument came to be.
I only know that this is the origin of martial arts in the Great Li Realm. Over the years, I don’t know how many people have meditated here and left their own insights.
Zhang Heng was suspicious.
This may be something from the witch clan.
Many worlds have this thing, and it is entirely used to spread martial arts.
certainly.
It is also possible that it was made in the ancestral land of the human race.
Because so far, both the Wu clan and the human clan have made great efforts in martial arts. Many people speculate that there should be a martial ancestor in the world, that is, a martial arts saint, but he has not yet been born.
However, there are many people who oppose this view.
If martial arts should have a saint, he can suppress the energy.
So with the star cultivation method that Heavenly Court has developed over the years, and the method of opening up the way to the world in the body, shouldn't a saint be born as well?
If yes.
As for the Monster Clan, the Monster Clan has been studying the method of bloodline cultivation. Will they also produce another saint?
If this happens.
Ancestor Styx was not convinced.
The ancestor of Styx founded the Asura clan and was born with the spirit of killing and annihilation.
Count it up.
Does it deserve to be sanctified? After all, the Nuwa saint of your demon clan represents life and creation.
You are sanctified, but I do the opposite and represent killing and destruction. Shouldn't I be sanctified?
You say you should.
Mara dared to jump out and hit him to death.
Mara is the opposite of good and the enemy of Buddha.
Nowadays, Buddhism has two releases to suppress Qi. No matter how you calculate it, it cannot be justified that Mara is not enlightened.
One percent of Mara.
The Great Deity also has something to say.
Heaven and earth should have their own attributes, and all things should have their own rules.
I am the Great Heavenly Lord, in charge of rules and regulations, and I am king, domineering, and benevolent in one body. All things and all things are under my control, and I will achieve enlightenment accordingly.
Messy.
messed up
In the end, the candle dragon guarding time, the Patriarch Nan Hua representing freedom and illusion, the Patriarch Chen Tuan representing dreams and illusions, Confucius and Mencius representing inheritance and hope, and Xuan Tan Zhao Tianjun representing interests and values.
Everyone should have their eyes lit up.
The crime started.
Because according to this saying, who is not a destined saint?
"In the world, nine is the ultimate number."
"According to the speculations of the major forces, now that the Nine Saints have appeared, there should be no more Saints. If the Tenth Saint appears,"
What Zhang Heng thought.
If a tenth saint emerges from heaven and earth and breaks the established art, the world will probably undergo great changes.
future.
It's not the so-called Nine Saints, it might be Ninety Saints, Nine Hundred Saints, or even Three Thousand Saints.
As for how to get to this point.
he does not know.
I only know that one day, when some people laugh, there must be more people crying, because it has always been like this.
"Fairy Lu is so powerful. Chen Batian from Baiyun City has always been known as the number one martial artist of the younger generation. Unexpectedly, he lost to Fairy Lu with only half a stick of incense."
"Yes, Fairy Lu is now probably the number one in the entire circle of warriors in the True Immortal Realm, not to mention the younger generation."
"Moreover, let alone the martial artist lineage, I think there is probably no true immortal monk in the world, from all schools, who can beat Fairy Lu. Fairy Lu is the number one true immortal in the Great Li Realm."
Haven't seen anyone yet.
Then the reputation will spread first.
Looking at the three young warriors walking down the mountain with excited faces, Zhang Heng asked: "The Fairy Lu you are talking about, is this Lu Sheng?"
Hear this.
The three of them looked at each other and laughed loudly: "Is there another female cultivator with the surname Lu in the world who is worthy of the name Fairy Lu?"
Zhang Heng was very happy.
Being able to make a name for himself as a younger member of his family, he, as an uncle, felt proud, so he asked again: "What happened on the mountain? Why are so many people coming down?"
One person explained with excitement: "Although the Heavenly Monument of Martial Arts rises from the ground, you can better understand the stone monument on Yunwu Mountain. Therefore, the stronger the person, the higher the position on the mountain. Fairy Lu because of a good position,
I faced Chen Batian from Baiyun City, and Chen Batian was defeated. I am afraid that the title of the number one true immortal in martial arts will change hands."
Another person added: "You haven't seen Chen Batian's face. Chen Batian is only thirty-six years old this year. Since his birth, the Chen family has been building momentum for him and creating a name for him to be invincible. I want to raise an invincible tyrant like Emperor Li."
The enemy came out, but now it seems that the water in the bamboo basket has been in vain."
"No forgiveness!"
I just heard two sentences.
Someone in the sky tore apart space and crossed.
When you catch your eye, you see an angry old man with a swollen beard, stepping on thunder and fire, looking up to the sky and shouting: "You little beast, how dare you ruin my young master's path to invincibility!"
"Ah, he is Chen Batian's protector."
"It's over, it's over. Chen Batian comes from the Chen family in Yunzhou, which is a powerful family in the holy land of martial arts."
The movement of the old man's arrival was not small.
When the people below saw him, they quickly recognized his origin.
"Old Bangzi, invincibility is destined by fists. Chen Batian has been defeated, but you still dare to make a noise!"
It seems like a response.
On Baiyun Mountain, a goddess rose into the sky and faced the old man directly: "I think you are here for a fight, go to hell."
Well
I heard the goddess exhale the fragrance.
Zhang Heng's smile froze on his face.
"Lu Sheng Beast!"
under.
There was a little girl standing on the top of the mountain, waving her little fist: "Pull out his eyes, punch his nose, and beat this old bastard to death."