"This time in the lower realm, I will receive one innate spiritual treasure and ten acquired spiritual treasures."
"Lao Qiu, you made the first five items with me. We agreed that sixty-four points would be sixty-four points. Now these two acquired spiritual treasures are yours."
Inside the cave.
Zhang Heng sat on the main seat and handed over the golden flame chariot and prison cage to Qiu Jiansheng.
Qiu Jiansheng was overjoyed: "Lands and rivers meet each other, so just speak wherever you can, I won't say anything."
Smiled.
Zhang Heng raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
The same is true for Qiu Jiansheng.
Drink it.
Putting down the wine glass, Zhang Heng looked at Liu Jian again: "Old Liu, you were so powerful when we surrounded and killed Xuehai Daozi. According to the agreement, these five acquired spiritual treasures are yours."
He also pushed five spiritual treasures to Liu Jian.
Liu Jian was not ambiguous either.
He held a glass full of wine and stood up: "Brother, I respect you."
Zhang Heng accepted everyone who came, drinking one cup after another.
If you are not drunk with wine, everyone will get drunk.
It seems that out of the ten acquired spiritual treasures, he gave two to Qiu Jiansheng, five to Liu Jian, and two to his junior sister. He only had the mountain-splitting hammer left.
But it can't be calculated that way.
The acquired Lingbao is just a small profit, and the big head is on the Blood God Flag.
There is only one innate spiritual treasure, but ten acquired spiritual treasures cannot be exchanged for it.
"Mountain Cracking Hammer"
The song ends and everyone disperses.
Everyone goes home.
Inside the cave.
Zhang Heng sat down with his hair disheveled, enjoying the massage from his junior sister, and suddenly said: "Junior sister, I want to hang the mountain-splitting hammer in the sect's treasury and lend it out. What do you think?"
Said.
Zhang Heng further explained: "Our inheritance in Maoshan is short after all. Not to mention the innate treasures, we can't even produce many acquired spiritual treasures. Many ancestors have no spiritual treasures to use."
"This is what I think. If there are spiritual treasures that can be rented, some of the ancestors who traveled abroad and discovered ancient caves or lich ruins can use the spiritual treasures to protect their path and increase their chances of winning, so as not to miss the opportunity."
"this"
Bai Lu half-knelt behind Zhang Heng and beat his shoulder with his small fist: "Brother, your idea is good, but traveling in the clouds and seeking opportunities is a matter of life and death. It is easy to lend treasures, but
There is no risk of getting lost outside."
Zhang Heng did not refute.
Borrowing the sect's treasures to explore the secret realm will naturally lead to the risk of being trapped in the secret realm and losing the treasure.
But he felt that he could not stop eating because of choking.
By comparison, Maoshan can be regarded as a big family.
The mountain-cracking hammer he attached to the sect's treasure house was like the 100 million start-up capital injected into the family.
Someone borrowing a treasure to go on an adventure is equivalent to applying for family funds to do business.
Of course there is a possibility of compensation.
But it may also be profitable.
Lower bound time.
Zhang Heng once heard such a saying.
If you make money with strength, you will never get rich.
If you use money to make money, you will be an enemy of the country in three years.
It's not scary to lose treasures, but it's scary not to have the courage to break out.
not to mention.
It is not that easy to borrow Lingbao to go out.
You must have a complete plan and great feasibility before I can lend you the spiritual treasure.
in conclusion.
There is a 100 million family support fund here.
You have a good project, but you just lack the capital. Your family can support you and give you the money to make you bigger and stronger.
Same reason.
You don’t know anything about it. You have neither market research nor specific plans. You definitely can’t lend you this money casually.
The reason why Zhang Heng had this idea.
It's easy to say.
You are 25 years old, born in a rural area, and came to a big city penniless. Your parents cannot give you any support.
or.
You come from a big family, have 10 million in cash, and are ready to achieve your own career.
you say.
Is it easier for the boy from the countryside to succeed, or is it easier for the person who comes from a big family and needs connections and capital to succeed?
Maoshan is this big family.
The mountain-splitting hammer is this ten million capital.
Adding the two together, others will start in hell, but you will start in heaven mode.
If you can lose this, 'What the hell are you doing!!!'
"Where's Mengmeng?"
Suppress your thoughts.
Zhang Heng thought of his little tiger.
"Mengmeng is still sleeping"
Hearing Zhang Heng ask about the little tiger, Bai Lu was in a daze: "It is said that the Taoist ancestors preached in ancient times, and they lasted for three thousand years. Such cute words."
Zhang Hengle said: "That was Taoist Patriarch teaching the Dharma to a group of supreme beings. He's so cute. He probably just listened to it and enjoyed it. When the Patriarch felt disgusted, he kicked it in the butt and kicked it back."
Said.
Zhang Heng took out the Tuji Tu again and said: "Old man Tianji and Sun Xiaohong are inside. Let them out tomorrow and take them to have a big meal. Then we will walk around the sect and teach them the rules."
Old Man Tianji.
Born from the laws of heaven and earth under the world of gods and demons.
He is an expert in calculating the secrets of heaven, and Sun Xiaohong, a young girl from the human race, is born to be connected with fate, and her future achievements may be even higher than those of old man Tianji.
Zhang Heng has no need of them right now.
There is a difference between not being able to use it and having no one using it. This is to prepare for a rainy day.
"correct."
Zhang Heng thought of something again: "Junior sister, how far are you from Taiyi Realm?"
"far away."
Bai Lu told the truth: "I was born as a divine beast, and my bloodline is both lucky and unfortunate for me. We don't need to work hard to achieve the Luotian realm or even the Taiyi realm, but conversely, under the same realm, It also takes longer to polish.”
"Right now, the human realm is flourishing, and the heavenly realm is suppressing other races. It will only take a few hundred years for me to enter the Luotian realm. If I have to endure it, I won't have to think about it in a short time."
There was something else Bailu didn't say.
If nothing unexpected happens to her, her greatest achievement in this life will be the Taiyi realm.
Because the source of her bloodline is the nine-color sacred deer who followed His Majesty Shennong.
The ancestor of the Nine-Colored Divine Deer is a Daluo existence.
As a descendant of the ancestor, as long as she is given time, it will not be difficult for Luo Tianxian and Taiyi Xuanxian.
Same reason.
This is not possible in the Da Luo realm, because it is almost impossible for her to break the upper limit of her bloodline and keep pace with her ancestors who are the source of her bloodline.
The older the one, the more powerful it is, and few are better than the old.
This is also the biggest drawback of the mythical beast lineage, and even the demon clan.
"The way of heaven rotates, and there will be gains and losses."
"Compared to humans, mythical beasts are born noble, have a higher starting point, and have a longer lifespan."
"Therefore, if it is more difficult to understand the Tao, it is also because the way of heaven is clear, and the moon is full and waning."
Zhang Heng thought for a while and continued: "You also know that I practice the dream method. Every dream comes around, and it is the most important way to increase one's spiritual practice."
Said.
Zhang Heng looked at Bai Lu's face again: "If I teach you the dream technique, you can dream for a thousand years and use the fake to cultivate, and you will no longer have the shortcomings of empty mana but insufficient understanding of Taoism."
Practice till now.
Zhang Heng has had countless opportunities.
Dream magic.
It is also the first helper on his spiritual path.
Not an exaggeration.
His talent is only above average and cannot be called an outstanding person. Thousands of years of rotation in dreams have given him an accumulation that is different from ordinary people and broadened his horizons.
If there was no dream technique.
Just relying on one's own hard work to become an immortal in ten years is just a lie.
The best outcome is to achieve the status of a true immortal at the age of forty or fifty. But today, let alone a heavenly immortal, it is difficult to become an earthly immortal, and 80% of them are still stuck in the realm of true immortals.
The only concern is.
Is Bailu suitable for learning?
As practice deepens.
Zhang Heng gradually discovered that dream magic is a forbidden skill and is not a practice method that can be vigorously promoted. On the contrary, some of it is not tolerated by heaven and earth.
previous years.
A group of disciples in Tianqi Temple.
Only Taoist Han has achieved great results, while the rest are lost in dreams and cannot extricate themselves.
once Upon a time.
Zhang Heng also thought that everyone was not good at learning.
Later, this concept was overturned. There may be poor academic skills, but it is more inclined to the method of dreaming. It is jealous of heaven and cannot be widely spread. It has been decreed by heaven since its birth. There are three or five disciples in a sect, each seeking fortune and number.
Any more will lead to violent death.
Therefore, he was not sure whether he could teach his junior sister the Dream Technique, nor could he guarantee whether his junior sister would be suitable to learn it.
In case it doesn't fit.
Zhang Heng thought about it again and again, and thought to himself: "It would be great if we could find Patriarch Chen Tuan in the dream world."
Just do it.
Zhang Heng walked up to the high platform that night and lit the star lantern.
While praying muttered words, he burned the sacrificial inscriptions with a copper cauldron.
Done all this.
Zhang Heng held the dream seal with his hand and fell asleep leisurely.
"Um?"
I don't know how long it took.
Zhang Heng was woken up by a burst of noise.
Open your eyes and take a look.
This is some kind of bar that's not very formal.
The lights in the scene are flashing, and the men and women are rubbing shoulders on the dance floor.
Look back on the stage.
A man dressed as Garfield is playing the saxophone on stage.
silence
Zhang Heng watched quietly, feeling out of place with the men and women on the dance floor.
I don't know how long it took.
Two hours, or three hours.
Perhaps it was easy to wake up from a good dream, and the people on the dance floor disappeared in twos and threes.
In the end, only Zhang Heng and Garfield, who plays sykes, were left.
"You are still young, don't frown all the time, you will get old easily."
Garfield puts down his saxophone.
With a bottle of beer in one hand, he sat next to Zhang Heng as he spoke: "Don't tell me, you've never played like this before."
"Maybe I'm more conservative."
Zhang Heng took a bottle of beer, then looked at Garfield next to him, and couldn't help but say: "Grandmaster, although all dharma appearances are false, your clothes are indeed perverted."
Said.
Zhang Heng shook his head again: "Dress up as Garfield and play the saxophone. What do you think?"
"Then what should I do?"
Garfield took out a straw and drank the beer with the straw like Coca-Cola: "As you said, should there be a big tree here? Under the tree is a sea of stars, and I am sitting upright, fishing for the heavens and the immortals.
Wind bone."
Hey hey hey
Speaking of the back.
Garfield himself laughed, and with a flick of his hand, a lit cigar appeared, and asked Zhang Heng: "Want one?"
Zhang Heng shook his head and refused.
Garfield was not polite either. He had a beer in one hand and a cigar in the other. He lay on the bed and chair in the bar and said: "You are still young and care about too many things. Your whole person is bound by rules. Unlike me, I have nothing to do with it."
Having gained and nothing to lose, I am a lucky loser.”
Lucky loser?
Zhang Heng was somewhat surprised by the word.
Garfield lay lazily on the bed and chair, with his feet on the cushions: "When I was practicing Taoism, I aimed at Lao and Zhuang, with the courtesy name Nantu and the nickname Fuyaozi. I sat and watched the changes in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in the late Tang and early Song dynasties, and I felt
God sent me to the world in order to bring more saints to the world, so I made a great wish: there should be a world in the world called the dream world."
Said.
Garfield shook his head again: "But after all, I have a high opinion of myself. Throughout the ages, how many people have been called the ancestors of the holy way, Meng Zu, what a big joke, this is just a cage, imprisoning an ambitious man who exists between reality and illusion.
"
Well
Zhang Heng is not stupid.
Hearing this, he still couldn't understand anything, and Patriarch Chen Tuan also fell into despair.
It's just that his sinking was not lost, but trapped in the dream world he carefully created, becoming a special existence that was derailed from reality and only existed in the spiritual realm.
He can no longer travel to reality.
It can only exist in dreams. Although it is said to be free and easy, it is one level lower than the freedom of Nanhua Patriarch.
The freedom of the Nanhua Patriarch.
You can go down the river of time, or you can go up the river of time.
He exists between existence and non-existence, capable of existence and non-existence, and is an existence coexisting with existence and non-existence.
Where is Patriarch Chen Tuan?
Existence is nothing, non-existence.
Existing in nothingness, it is difficult to touch anything, unless one day, the dream world can also invade reality from the spiritual realm like the Buddha world, the demon world, the ghost world, the fairy world, and the spiritual world of vegetation.
otherwise.
Patriarch Chen Tuan can only use the dream world to influence others like a demon, but he can never come to reality.
hiss!!
Coming to reality?
This word comes to mind.
For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was meeting the next version, the villain BOSS.
He even thought of the version name.
Probably not.
If the next era is the Grass and Trees Era and becomes the orthodox one, Dream World will act as the villain BOSS.
perhaps.
Maybe.
possible.
It seems.
He has nothing to worry about.
He has a sworn brother Liu Jian, his father Liu Chenxiang is a disciple of Dou Buddha, and his uncle is Dou Buddha's best friend.
Fighting Buddha.
In the past, I was an acquaintance of eight worshippers with Saint Zhenyuan in the spiritual world of plants and trees.
Since Saint Zhenyuan became a saint, Dou Buddha has been living in the spiritual world of vegetation for a long time, and has not even returned to Huaguo Mountain.
There is this relationship.
Zhang Heng could pat his chest and say, "Don't touch me. I have a sworn brother, Liu Jian. If you touch me, how can he break up with you?"
As for the dream world, it's even simpler.
In the real world, there are not many people who practice the dream method.
The inheritance of Tian Qiguan is now in his body. Although he is not the founding disciple of Patriarch Chen Tuan, he is still worthy of being the successor.
Can't say.
After the dream world arrives, he can still find a Holy Son to work with, which will make others bully him.
Um.
The road is tortuous, but the future is bright. From now on: 'Keep playing music, keep dancing'
"What did you think of that made you so happy?"
aside.
Patriarch Chen Tuan looked him up and down.
Zhang Heng couldn't tell the truth, so he could only hum and said: "Master, I have a junior sister whose qualifications are a bit lacking. I want to teach her the dream technique to speed up her practice, but she doesn't know the way of heaven, so let her
Having a dream repair operation is either a disaster or a blessing."
Hear this.
Patriarch Chen Tuan said: "There are many taboos in dreaming. The most taboo is to practice it by people who have no luck, no longevity, no luck, and no fate. Does she have these?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
White Deer must be a blessed person.
Why do you say that.
Think about it, she was born as a mythical beast and was raised by the acting head of Maoshan.
As soon as he came out of the mountain, a good senior brother gave him a magic weapon, and he did nothing. His future, magic weapon, and path were all arranged by someone. If he was not blessed, how could anyone in the world live?
In terms of life span.
hey-hey.
As for the Yin Division, that is my own Yamen.
If the front foot is knocked to the ground to death, the back foot will be reincarnated into the realm of heaven and humanity, and half a stick of incense cannot be delayed in the process.
True.
The Jade Ax Patriarch is a bit weak
After cultivating for so many years, I am still stuck in the Taiyi realm without any movement. I don’t know when I will be able to break through.
But there is one thing to say.
The Jade Ax Patriarch is a bit weak, and Junior Sister Bailu’s backstage is not just the Jade Ax Patriarch.
Thinking of her ancestor, that was also the mount of His Majesty Shennong. When the two sides avenged their families, what a grudge it would be. They would have to kill each other and beat them to death.
Therefore, the life span is also worry-free.
The final fate, fate.
Luck is destiny, destiny is destiny.
Junior Sister Bailu is a little short of this stuff, but Maoshan has it all.
The ancestors of Maoshan in the past dynasties filled the underworld, managed the underworld, and made great merits in the way of heaven and even all living beings.
This way.
The sect's luck is overwhelming, and God's will favors it.
As long as it's not going against the grain, there's no harm in it.
This is a disaster.
Grandmaster, the two thousand years of work in the Yin Division were not in vain.
What future does Maoshan have?
Zhang Heng was a junior, so he said unpleasant things to him: 'Dear ancestors, if people go to higher places, water will flow to lower places. If that doesn't work, just salute separately and everyone should go their separate ways.'