The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 229 The Master of the Flower Boat
When you have no money, 100 yuan is a lot of money.

When you have money, [-] million can also be a small goal.

The same is true for spiritual practice.

When you first enter the path of practice, everything is fine.

But until now, ordinary treasures are no longer eye-catching.

Hua Chuanpo's strength is also considered to be top-notch in the world. To be called a treasure by her, let alone a fairy weapon, it must be a quasi-celestial weapon.

No matter how low it is, it's not worth worrying about like that.

"Ok?"

three days later.

Zhang Heng was fishing at night by the West Lake. From a distance, a huge flower boat was approaching the shore.

It was a three-masted Dafu boat with three layers of attics, wide at the bottom, high bow and tail, and could hold hundreds of people.

And on the flower boat, there is an old mother in a green robe and red flowers.

"This old guy!"

Looking at Huachuanpo's heavy make-up, Zhang Heng was full of joy.

So after thinking about it, I stepped a little and turned into a stream of light and went to the flower boat.

Whoosh! !

Although Zhang Heng flew fast, he landed very steadily.

When it landed on the boat, it was like a goose feather falling from the sky, without any dust.

"Flying method?"

Hua Chuanpo narrowed her eyes slightly.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

There are countless monks in the world, but there are no more than [-] who know the art of flying into the sky, and all of them are masters of the three teachings who are powerful.

Seeing Zhang Heng coming from the sky, Hua Chuan Po didn't know whether it was a friend or an enemy, so she hurried forward and said, "Old Hua Chuan Po, I have met my fellow Taoist."

"Haha." Zhang Heng said with a smile on his face, "I haven't seen you for a few days, does mother-in-law not recognize the old man?"

"Old man?"

Hua Chuanpo looked at Zhang Heng, but couldn't remember where she had seen it before, and asked hesitantly, "When is there a reason?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Three days ago, I performed a hexagram for you. It was calculated that you would have a catastrophe. That night, the water in the West Lake backflowed. It should be my hexagram fulfilled, right?"

"It's you!"

Hua Chuanpo was surprised at first.

Then it turned into anger: "My flower boat has never seen swordsmen. You kill people on my boat and break my rules. How dare you come to see me?"

"There's no reason to dare."

Zhang Heng didn't take it seriously: "It's just killing a person. The eternal karma is all in killing. Which husband doesn't kill? As for you, it's still impossible to make a dragon's den or a tiger's den. The world is so big, where can I go?"

Hua Chuanpo was shocked and angry, after thinking about it, she felt helpless, and said in a deep voice, "Are you here to amuse me?"

Zhang Heng admitted that he was just a little bored, so he wanted to come to the flower boat to have a look.

Recreation was out of the question, and he asked instead: "Anyway, I reminded you that day, so that you were mentally prepared. Even if you don't appreciate me, you have to remember me a little bit."

After thinking about it, Hua Chuanpo felt that it made sense.

If she hadn't been reminded that day and was always on guard, she might suffer a big loss in a fight.

That's it, now the back still hurts a little, the white snake spirit's tail is really not covered, after being whipped, it hasn't healed for three days.

Fortunately, she is the spirit of the boat, and she has long been integrated with the flower boat.

If you were an ordinary monk, even if you were a true immortal, you would still be hard-pressed to resist that one tail that destroys mountains and rocks.

"That snake spirit's tail is powerful. She was standing in front of you to fight you, but her tail could break through the space from behind. I was caught off guard. I was drawn and immediately fell into the clouds. I fell into a disadvantage. Fortunately, she was afraid of me. The man is on the boat, otherwise I would have followed her way."

Return the peach.

Hua Chuanpo also told Bai Suzhen's tricks.

Don't underestimate these intelligences, know yourself and your enemy, and win every battle.

When two people with almost the same strength are fighting, A knows B very well, but B knows little about A, and it must be A who wins in the end.

"Speaking of which, I'm old and useless. Only you young people can take advantage of me."

"If this was put 200 years ago, I was at the peak of my age, and I may not be the one who lost."

Hua Chuanpo recalled the past and only hated that the sky does not have holidays.

Hear this.

Zhang Heng, the listener, had another feeling.

People are old, horses are slippery, rabbits are old and eagles are hard to catch.

Generally speaking, on the road of practice, the longer one practices, the better one will become.

But according to what the flower boat lady said, the masters of these flower boats don't seem to be like this, and their condition will decline sharply when they get old.

"You don't have to guess."

See the thoughtful look in Zhang Heng's eyes.

Huachuan woman said: "We flower boat masters have never practiced cultivation at all. After we become flower boat masters, Huachuan will lend us strength. This is how our strength comes from."

"After three to five hundred years, the body will inevitably decline. At this time, it is time to find the next master of the flower boat."

Zhang Heng heard it.

The master of the flower boat actually came like this. He thought that after the death of the previous master, the flower boat would find the next one by himself, but he didn't expect it to be inherited.

If so.

Can the position of the master of the flower boat be passed on to his daughter or relatives?

By the way, Huachuanpo said before that the treasure was stolen by her goddaughter, and this timeline is 200 years ago.

Calculating the time, the Huachuan woman 200 years ago should have looked about three or four hundred years old, and she was already quite old.

The goddaughter she was talking about was probably the successor she had found for herself, the next master of the flower boat.

But for some unknown reason, she ran away with Hua Chuanpo's treasure and never came back.

"Your cultivation is actually inherited."

Zhang Heng heard it strangely: "In this way, wouldn't the inherited cultivation be the same?"

"Different."

"Our power comes from the flower boat, but the power inherited by each person is still different."

"Different from you, if you want to become the master of the flower boat, you want to be the same as choosing an oiran. Appearance, figure, dancing posture, and voice are all the top choices."

"You may think that I have been the master of the flower boat for hundreds of years, so I must be the most outstanding among the masters of the flower boat."

"In fact, it's quite the opposite. Among the previous flower owners, my level is only considered to be upper-middle."

"Inferior, mediocre, died early."

"Medium, like me, being the master of the flower boat for hundreds of years is considered awe-inspiring."

"As for the first-class ones, that's great, and they will soar to the top before they are spread out."

Zhang Heng was stunned.

Ascension?

What kind of ascension?
Seeing Zhang Heng's expression, Hua Chuanpo said: "Just like you monks becoming immortals, my lineage is said to have some origins with Yaochi. The choice of the master of the flower boat is actually not the flower master, but the one from the sky. Gong'e."

"In the lineage of my lineage, there is even an ancestor who ascended to the throne after only three months as a flower owner. That ancestor is called Fairy Zhizhu. It's a pity that I don't have the good fortune to see you in the future. If you can ascend and see my ancestor, please say hello for me."

Listen to each sentence.

Zhang Heng was a little confused.

Before that, he thought that the master of the flower boat was a little unscrupulous, and he should belong to the stream of harmful monsters.

Looking at it now, they have a formal establishment.

Ascension in three months, well, faster than Lu Zu.

Of course, it is the same ascension, but the gold content is different.

Lu Zu's ascension is Juxia's ascension.

To be ranked in the immortal class in the sky is to be an immortal official.

The Zhizhu fairy is different, she just wants to be a fairy.

Xian'e sounds nice, but in fact, she is just like a flight attendant, serving people.

No one who graduated from Qingbei said that his wish was to be a flight attendant.

What's more, there are countless fairies in Tiangong.

Xian'e's status is equal to that of a heavenly soldier, and such an ascension is quite humiliating to a righteous person.

Take Zhang Heng for example.

Even though he hasn't become a fairy yet, in fact, as long as he wants to, hit his celestial spirit with a palm, and if he dies here, he doesn't have to go to the underworld there, he will directly enter the fairy pond and transform his fairy body.

Looking back, the Heavenly General dare not say, at least he is a Captain of Heavenly Soldiers, the kind who leads [-] Heavenly Soldiers under his command, it cannot be any lower.

of course.

Zhang Heng is a man with dreams, and the fairy body transformed from Chengxianchi is just the lowest fairy body.

With such a body, the upper limit is too low, basically there is no hope for immortality.

For example.

It's like getting a recommendation for a person who can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University and send him to a technical school.

As long as the head is not rusted, who would leave Qingbei behind and go to technical school? Isn't this a joke?

He is a talented student of cultivating immortals.

It's almost the same as Master Xu Zhenren. If Xu Zhenren knew that he would become a fairy after death, he would probably have celebrated with others.

(End of this chapter)