Maoshan Seven Sons?
Zhang Heng secretly smacked his tongue, thinking about what a big name he had.
But think about it, you should. You must know that even the ninth uncle, Lin Fengjiao, was not ranked as one of the seven sons.
These seven people are all representatives of the Six Meridians of Maoshan. Mao Xiaofang, Shi Jian, Taoist Yimei, Taoist Exorcist, all of them are famous.
Of course, Uncle Jiu was no weaker than anyone else in his life.
Some people fly first and arrive first, while others accumulate more knowledge.
Uncle Jiu is a person who has accumulated a lot of experience, and when he gets to the end, he is not necessarily worse than others.
"As a disciple of Maoshan, my main practice is the Shangqing Great Cave Sutra. There is no difference in this aspect."
"But when it comes to choosing spells, everyone has different opportunities. Let's take your master and me as examples."
"I was born in the lineage of Qingshen in Maoshan. I cultivated the magic of Qing. My famous skill is Thunder Finger, and my only secret skill is the Protector Taoist Soldier."
"It's the same with your uncle. He also knows the Shangqing Great Cave Scripture and the Divine Invitation Technique. However, his famous special skill is the Five Thunder Palms, and his unique secret skill is the Corpse and Self Fusion Technique. There is a difference here."
"The Corpse-Self-Unification Technique is nothing. The Five Thunder Palms are different. Thunder Finger, Lightning Thunder Fist, and Five Thunder Palms. The three are called the three unique skills of fist, palm, and finger by me, Maoshan."
Xu Zhenren looked at Zhang Heng: "If you can learn the Five Thunder Palms from your uncle, you can master all the shit in the world."
"master."
Zhang Heng asked with some confusion: "What's the difference between Five Thunder Palms and your Thunder Fingers?"
Xu Zhenren replied: "The Thunder Finger is sent and received by the heart, and the casting speed is extremely fast. If you encounter a ghost whose cultivation level is not as good as yours, you will die or be injured with one finger. It is suitable for sneak attacks and quickly destroying enemies, but when you encounter ghosts whose cultivation level is higher than yours,
It’s hard to use people.”
"Unlike the Five Thunder Palm, although the casting speed is slower, the power is indeed extremely powerful."
"Once you use it, it will have a decisive effect. Even if the opponent is stronger than you, you must not force it. Otherwise, it will be seriously injured, or you will die."
Zhang Heng understood.
Thunder Finger is like a regular skill in the game. It can be used frequently and is very effective at clearing out minions.
Five Thunder Palm is the ultimate move. Even if the opponent's level is higher than yours, even if you resist your ultimate move, half of your HP will be lost, which may give you a chance to counterattack.
"Five Thunder Palm is your master's special skill. It would be great if you could learn it, but..."
Xu Zhenren shook his head: "Qian Shui, your uncle's disciple, grew up with your uncle. He was not taught this trick before and after he was saddled. I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it either."
not necessarily...
Thinking of Qian Zhenren's eyes widening when he saw Qian, Zhang Heng felt that he might not have a chance.
Master Qian didn't teach Qian Shui, because Qian Shui took what he had and used what he had. He was his apprentice. It was normal to leave some secret skills to support him in old age and then teach him before he died.
On the contrary, he has no master-disciple relationship with Qian Zhenren, but is just a nephew and a master-uncle.
If you can get the approval of Mr. Qian and you are willing to spend more money to make him happy, you have a high chance of success.
After all, Qian Zhenren did not break up with Xu Zhenren at this time. On the contrary, they got along well because of his relationship. Qian Zhenren liked to take advantage of him. Every time he came to Dagou Town, Zhang Heng never let him leave empty-handed.
Tonics and Western gadgets are all available.
Zhenren Qian got a benefit and was naturally very satisfied with his nephew.
Furthermore, Xu Zhenren, the junior fellow apprentice, is much more pleasing to the eye than before. Only Qian Zhenren's disciple Qian Shui is not living a good life during this period. He is beaten frequently and is always disliked in various ways.
Half a month later...
"Clan leader, according to your instructions, the clan has let out the wind and will fully support clan brother Zhang Zhentian in his candidacy for mayor. In addition, I also sent people to sell the treasures you gave me to the three places in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and exchange them for a total of
Ocean 250,000.”
"In addition, the summer harvest is coming to an end, and more than 90% of the grain tax has been paid. Commissioner Cai of the county Grain Office is very satisfied and even sent a banner to our town."
"Furthermore, the bandits on Aoping Mountain have sent people down to ask for filial piety this summer to be 30% more than last year. The squires and clan elders want to ask your opinion and see if they can bring the militia to the foot of Aoping Mountain for training.
One day can help calm down the bandits on the mountain."
Zhang Heng's door was closed tightly.
The old housekeeper stood respectfully outside the door, flanked by four militia soldiers carrying guns.
quiet...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
No one answered in the house, and the old housekeeper stood guard quietly outside the door.
After about half a cigarette, the door creaked open as the wind blew open. Zhang Heng, wearing a white robe and mandarin jacket with Bagua patterns embroidered on the chest, sang: "The body has been trained to look like a crane, with thousands of trees."
Panasonic read the two scriptures, and I came to ask questions, but no one said, "The clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."
"Congratulations to the master for coming out of seclusion!"
Four maids were in front, and eight rough servants were behind. They all bowed to Zhang Heng who walked out of the door.
Zhang Heng exhaled a thick breath.
After three days of fasting, two days of meditation, and another ten days, I finally cultivated the first ray of mana and entered the realm of Qi refining.
With this step taken, the first cornerstone of a tall building will be built.
From now on, the sky is high and the bird can fly. How far he can go in the future depends on his fate and destiny.
"As long as everything else stays on track, as for the bandits on Aquarius Mountain."
Zhang Heng frowned slightly.
Baoping Mountain is the base camp of bandits, and there are at least several hundred bandits.
Coupled with the geographical advantage, if people from the militia were allowed to go up to the mountains to encircle and suppress them, they would probably suffer heavy losses.
"You don't have to worry about the affairs of Aoping Mountain. In two days, I will go to Echeng next door and ask my uncle to come out to seal off the water veins of Aoping Mountain with a large formation and force the bandits to go down the mountain. By then, there will be no geography.
The advantage is that hundreds of bandits will not be our opponents."
Zhang Heng's tiger step creates wind.
Walking to the door, he took out a paper crane from his arms, blew lightly, and the paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards the Taoist temple in the town.
"Um?"
Inside the Taoist temple, Master Xu is meditating.
After the paper crane flew into the temple, he suddenly opened his eyes and asked in surprise: "My Maoshan sect's Linghe teaches calligraphy. Could it be that my senior brother is looking for me, or that there has been a change in the sect?"
"master!"
Without waiting to think about it any longer, Zhang Heng stepped into the Taoist temple.
With a gesture of his hand, the paper crane flew directly onto his shoulder and rubbed his cheek affectionately.
"This is..."
Xu Zhenren looked happy: "Have you developed magic power?"
"Yes, master."
Zhang Heng was all smiles.
Xu Zhenren let out a sigh of relief: "When I saw Linghe passing the letter, I thought something had happened to your uncle."
After finishing speaking, Master Xu frowned: "Linghe's message is a method that I, Maoshan, use to ask for help in an emergency. It must not be used until a critical moment, let alone to show off to you."
"This is what the master taught me."
Zhang Heng chuckled.
Xu Zhenren was an upright person and hated people who cheated, cheated, and showed off their knowledge.
Zhang Heng was too happy today. On normal days, he would not have resorted to such tricks to arouse Xu Zhenren's resentment.
"It won't happen again."
Xu Zhenren did not continue.
Developing the first ray of magic power is very important for those who practice Taoism.
When he cultivated his first ray of magic power, he was so happy that he couldn't help but understand Zhang Heng's mood.
"You have cultivated the first ray of magic power and officially entered the path."
Xu Zhenren stood up from the futon and said with sincerity: "Master, I have nothing to congratulate you. I only have one sentence, those who do evil will be punished by death. The right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes. You must take care of yourself in the future. If one day you fall into the devil's path,
No matter where the world ends, I will definitely take back what I taught you."
Forehead...
The corners of Zhang Heng's mouth twitched and he couldn't help complaining: "Master, no wonder my uncle said you are boring. Today is the great day for my disciple to enter Taoism. You open your mouth to do many unjust things and keep your mouth shut to clean up the master's sect. This is not true.
Listen."
Xu Zhenren spread his hands and said: "This is what your master said to me back then. If you want to hear good things, think about it for yourself and save it for your disciples in the future."
When Zhang Heng heard this, he thought, OK, I picked it up ready-made.
...
Chapter completed!