The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 222 The sixth check-in

In the blink of an eye, it was another three months.

There are rumors from the outside world. Sometimes it is said that Pudu Cihang likes to eat people, and another time it is said that the national teacher will use virgin boys and girls to make alchemy.

It's true, it's true.

Coupled with the previous demonstration of the frog god, saying that Pudu Cihang is a monster, people in Kaifeng Mansion were panicked for a while.

Affected by this, Purdue Cihang couldn't sit still.

Public opinion is the fate of the country, and Pudu Cihang uses his status as a national teacher to process the fate of the country every day, and he is most intuitive about the changes in the fate of the country.

In the past few days, as more and more people hated him and rumors spread more and more widely, the Golden Dragon of Luck also began to struggle and refused to be absorbed by him.

There was no other way, Pudu Cihang had no choice but to leave the palace and hold Anmin Dharma meetings everywhere.

As a result, there is no Pudu Cihang in Kaifeng Mansion, and the Buddhist sect no longer publicly supports it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no acting skills.

a time.

Every now and then, some monsters under his command would leave and never return.

Before the tree falls, the monkeys and grandchildren will be scattered, and the hearts of the people. No, how sad the demon's heart is.

"Where is the front?"

Purdue Cihang was dressed as a lama in white, with a sad face.

"Go back to Fazhang, the front is the boundary of Guobei County."

The little demon under her hand turned into a maid, and her eyes were also full of worry.

"Guobei County!"

Pudu Cihang recited twice, then sighed suddenly: "The heaven and the earth are all united. When I entered the capital, the alleys were empty, all the officials came to welcome, the emperor was demoted, and the monks protected the Dharma. What a wonderful scene. Now"

Looking at the team behind him, his heart was full of powerlessness: "The heroes who are transported are not free. When they left the city, there were still 100 people who followed me to teach the Dharma. In just a few months, there were less than [-] people who followed me. "

The maid said in a low voice: "Fazhang, more than a dozen people ran away last night, and now there are only 72 people left."

"is it?"

Pudu Cihang sighed again, and said to the maids on the left and right: "Forget it, forget it, the destiny no longer favors me, it's useless, you have followed me for hundreds of years, and now I am in a catastrophe. Let’s go too, otherwise, when disaster strikes, will there be any eggs under the overturned nest?”

The left and right maids looked at each other, unmoved.

In fact, from the moment they left Beijing, everyone knew that the situation was over.

The ones left now are all loyalists, or those who have enmity with the imperial court, and have fled, and they don't want to run away anymore.

"Fazhang, I found a temple in front of me, it seems to have just been built."

During the pause, the little demon who was exploring the way came to report again.

"What's the name of that temple?"

Hearing that there is a temple, Pudu Cihang became interested.

"Lan Ruo Temple."

The little demon replied.

"Lanruo Temple!"

Pudu Cihang muttered a few words, and before he could open his mouth, more and more subordinates came out and replied: "The villain is the corpse king of Guonan County, and he knows something about Guobei County. There is a man in Guobei County Grandma Shu is very powerful. Lanruo Temple is her territory. At this time last year, Yan Chixia and a young master subdued Grandma Shu. They were still here to fight against the old black mountain demon. They smashed the entire temple and scared everyone around. Hundreds of monsters fled in all directions, fearing that one of them would be killed."

"Yan Chixia?"

Pudu Cihang had heard of Yan Chixia, but had never seen her.

Moreover, Heishan Old Demon is as famous as him. Now that he has arrived at the place where Heishan Old Demon fell, just like Pang Tong came to Luofengpo, he felt a sense of loneliness in his heart. I'm also a little tired, so I won't leave these few days, and stay in Lanruo Temple to rest for a few days."

"Yes, Fa Zhang."

The little demon lifted the Yuci Luanjia, and headed towards Lanruo Temple with Chuichuidada.

the other side.

Inside Kaifeng.

As the sun went down, Zhang Heng was meditating in Tianqi Temple.

Now, Tianqi Temple has become his foothold. After all, the Cui family is someone else's family, and there are female relatives. It is not convenient for him to live, so he is not as comfortable as Tianqi Temple.

"Zhang Heng!"

While meditating, he suddenly heard someone calling him outside the door.

The voice was very familiar and recognizable, and Zhang Heng knew who was coming in an instant: "Big Beard!"

Walking out of the Taoist temple, who else could it be if not Yan Chixia.

And beside Yan Chixia, there was a young man who looked about 30 or [-] years old, somewhat similar to Jacky Cheung.

"This is?"

Zhang Heng looked at the young man.

Yan Chixia explained: "A few months ago, I led the three monks to fight all the way and escape all the way. I was seriously injured and fled all the way to the territory of Xihuang. Fortunately, I was rescued by fellow Taoists sent by Kunlun. Otherwise, you might not have seen it." me."

"The next Ye Zhiqiu is a post-academic scholar of the Kunlun School."

Yiye Zhiqiu cupped his hands: "Senior, you can just call me Ye Zhiqiu. I'm in the Kunlun School, and I've heard of you from Hero Yan a lot."

"Ye Zhiqiu!"

Zhang Heng didn't expect that Yan Chixia was rescued by the Kunlun faction. No wonder no matter how much he inquired in the past few months, he couldn't find any news about him. It turned out that he was hidden by the Kunlun faction.

Looking at it now, Yan Chixia and Ye Zhiqiu returned to Kaifeng together during this sensitive period.

No need to ask, the Taoist leader of the Kunlun faction is coming to an end.

"I have received the support of the Kunlun faction."

as predicted.

Yan Chixia verified Zhang Heng's conjecture as soon as she opened her mouth: "The elders of Kunlun have gone down the mountain, and are now sitting in the palace to eliminate the followers of Purdue Cihang."

Ye Zhiqiu also said: "Our people have heard from the south that Purdue Cihang should settle in Guobei County right now. If there is no accident, Xu Hongru of Hengzhen Taoism has already led his disciples to follow him."

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't know why.

Ye Zhiqiu explained from the side: "When Xu Hongru was young, he got a book of heresy, which can drive people, ghosts, gods and demons, and the law of changing with goodness, so he created the way of constant truth. , It’s hard to last long, so he anchored at the foot of our Kunlun Mountains. It’s been 50 years now. He is also one of the best masters in the world. "

There are many strange people in the world.

Zhang Heng doesn't care either, as long as his Yao Pill is not missing.

"Let's go to Guobei County too. Purdue Cihang has been unrestrained for thousands of years, and it's time for him to pay off his debts."

Yan Chixia said from the side.

Zhang Heng nodded in agreement, and then couldn't help asking a question that was pressing deep in his heart: "Hero Yan, what is your relationship with the Zhao royal family?"

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Yan Zhao, Yan Zhao, what do you think?"

"Yes."

Zhang Heng said with a smile on his face: "People from the Zhao family changed their surnames, which surname is better than the Yan surname, Yan Chixia, Zhao Chixia, what is the difference?"

It is the so-called land of Yanzhao.

Yan and Zhao are often said together.

The name Yan Chixia already shows that he is from the Zhao family.

"Let's go."

Zhang Heng didn't leave any ink marks, and immediately walked through the air.

"Flying Sword!"

Yan Chixia flies with the sword.

On the other hand, Ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed, obviously unable to fly. Yan Chixia saw his embarrassment, and took out a sword to pick up Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu blushed in embarrassment: "I also have the cloud-flying technique in Kunlun Mountains, but unfortunately I If you can't cultivate well, and you can't use it, it will make the two of you laugh."

The two just smiled and didn't answer the words.

Flying all the way south for hundreds of miles, Yan Chixia said, "Boy Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few months. How is your flying sword skill?"

Zhang Heng had been waiting for Yan Chixia to ask. If he didn't ask, how could he show his level.

But no matter what, Xuanyuan Sword Art was also taught by Yan Chixia, so he should have some modesty: "Flying down three thousand swords, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."

hiss!
Yan Chixia gasped.

He has practiced Xuanyuan Sword Art for half his life, but up to now he can only control the sword three thousand times.

How does Zhang Heng practice? Can he use it for a month while others use it for a day?

If things go on like this, the realm of ten thousand swords that Yan Chixia didn't even dare to hope for can be realized in Zhang Heng's hands.

You know, according to the records in Xuanyuan Sword Jue, the Ten Thousand Swords Realm is enough to cross the world, because this realm is the realm that an immortal should have. Immortal.

Of course, winning is definitely impossible, the difference in mana is too great, but after a few tricks, it is not difficult to make the immortal praise.

"Your current strength is no longer inferior to mine, so that's fine. You can relax after a while."

Yan Chixia majored in Xuanyuan Sword Art.

Zhang Heng is different, he is proficient in many spells, and now even the flying sword technique has reached the point of controlling three thousand swords, plus other spells, Yan Chixia thinks that if she really fights, it will be difficult for her to win.

"Senior is really powerful. There is a holy monk Fa Hai from the Buddhist school. He is the No. 1 young generation of Buddhism and Taoism. He has already compared me. Now, senior, you are more powerful than Master Fa Hai."

Ye Zhiqiu also expressed his feelings.

Fa Hai is powerful because he is the reincarnation of Arhat.

Looking at him with my eyes, I can vaguely see the phantom of the Arhat behind him.

Zhang Heng is different. He is not a reincarnated immortal at the age of 30. It is not easy to have such a cultivation level.

"Everyone has his own fate."

Zhang Heng didn't care about such compliments.

In the whole Maoshan, no one would say that he has the talent of a fairy, except for Xu Zhenren who said that he boasted five times and invited six people all day long, even all the uncles and uncles had to say a word of convincing when they met him.

Some time ago, Zhang Heng used the teleportation array to go back and have a look.

Once upon a time, Master Zhaxing was like a mountain in his eyes, but now, Master Uncle Zhaxing is only in the late stage of returning to the void, and his cultivation base has been caught up by him, and it will be a matter of time before he surpasses it.

As for the master, Master Xu.

If he hadn't drank the Yimu essence he brought, he would still be stuck in the Foundation Establishment Realm and unable to move.

It is definitely hopeless to count on yourself to cultivate and become a fairy.

Even Uncle Jiu said: "In my whole life, I have never convinced anyone, even for picking up stars, I am also secretly competing with him, only your Ah Heng, when you go out, there will be a stranger who will give you a book from heaven." Juan, I have only seen this kind of treatment in Maoshan Chronicles, and I can’t accept it.”

"By the way, this year's annual signing rewards aren't very good."

Zhang Heng retracted his mind.

Every July [-]th is the time for annual signing.

The fourth time you sign in, the reward is the Liaozhai Plane.

The fifth time you sign in, the reward is a universe bag.

This is the sixth time to sign in, and the reward is: Ruyi Palace.

It is a portable dwelling that can be as big or small as you like, and can be changed as you like. When it is shrunk down, it is only the size of a palm, and when it is enlarged, it will be a palace.

Say it's useless, and I won't have to sleep outside when I go out for a tour of the mountains and rivers in the future.

Say it works, he's not a hermit crab.

Although Ruyi Palace's defense is good, and it can change as you like, change its appearance, and become a Taoist temple, temple, thatched cottage, attic, two-story building, etc. With a wave of your hand, a palace can fly from the ground.

Can be effective.

Apart from pretending, Zhang Heng can't think of what to use it for. After all, he can return to the real world at any time when he encounters a danger that he can't resist, and he doesn't need to hide in Ruyi Palace as a target for others.

But if you want to pretend to be 13, Zhang Heng doesn't pretend much on weekdays.

You can't, just say when you see someone: 'I'll show you a baby'.

Then throw away Ruyi Palace and turn it into a palace, and then invite people to go in and play.

That's not a fool.

"The annual signing rewards have also begun to shrink."

"In the past, every annual signing gave me a qualitative leap in strength."

"The last few times, it can only be regarded as icing on the cake."

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

It's not right, it's not that the rewards are poor, but that the horizons are higher with the deepening of practice.

If this is to give ordinary people a Qiankun bag, or Ruyi Palace, to do business such as logistics and theme hotels, it is easy to set a small goal a year.

But for him, the small goals are really small.

Swish! !

Think all the way, fly all the way.

Flying over mountains and rivers, we arrived at Guobei County in just one night.

It's just a night of hard work. After arriving in Guobei County, it is irrational to immediately go to Pudu Cihang for a decisive battle.

So the three of them discussed and decided to find the Taoist Master Hengzhen who was in charge of following up, and ask him what's going on now.

After the questioning, it's not too late to go to the old demon to settle accounts after a day of self-cultivation.

"Pudu Cihang is now living in Lanruo Temple."

Xu Hongru, the master of Hengzhen Taoism, is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his 50s.

He was dressed in a green shirt, handsome and personable.

The first time Zhang Heng saw him, he thought of Yue Buqun.

I don't know why, but that's how it feels.

Perhaps, it's because he, like Yue Buqun, worked hard, supported Hengzhen Dao alone, and never dared to slack off if he wanted to carry it forward.

Such a person must be very tired.

Zhang Heng wanted to come, if he was a member of the Dan Gang, he would get this Dao book by chance and embark on the road of cultivation.

He will not start a sect, because he is too tired, it would be nice to be a free and easy person, and when he is about to ascend, find a successor, pass it on to him, let him do it, and be a founder of the sect with peace of mind. Is it fragrant?

The Master said: If there is something to do, the disciple will do his best.

"Lanruo Temple!"

Hearing this name, Yan Chixia frowned, and said to Zhang Heng, "Lanruo Temple is your site, right?"

"That's right"

Zhang Heng said to the crowd: "There is a tree grandma in Lanruo Temple. She has become a spirit from a tree for thousands of years. Now she has recognized me as the master, because her body is from a big tree and cannot move at will, so I don't care much about her on weekdays." , only left a few Taoist scriptures for her to practice by herself."

Hearing this, Xu Hongru said again: "I know the art of transformation. I searched for it yesterday and found that Pudu Cihang has already lived in Lanruo Temple, and is received by a white-clothed mother-in-law. The white-clothed mother-in-law should be Grandma Shu."

Zhang Heng nodded: "It should be."

Xu Hongru said again: "Yesterday I also saw a swordsman with a broken arm living in the temple. This man's sword energy is soaring, he is not like ordinary people, and he seems to be waiting for you under his words."

"Middle-aged swordsman?"

Now Zhang Heng couldn't figure out who it was.

Because he didn't know any swordsmen, if not to say he knew Yan Chixia.

This broken arm swordsman.
Zhang Heng thought and thought, and looked at Yan Chixia with some uncertainty: "It can't be Xiahou Swordsman, right?"

(End of this chapter)