The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 265 Magu Attacks
In the past, the first emperor went on tour, and the world worshiped him.

Liu Bang watched it and said: "A man should be like this."

Xiang Yu looked at it and said, "He can be replaced."

Zhang Heng didn't know that he, like Emperor Shihuang, had become the target of others.

only know.

The years turn by turns, more fun, maybe it will be more interesting.

泽湖
Zehu is three hundred miles away, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Either by boat or by land, seeing the mountains and rivers along the way, listening to the sound of apes on both sides, has the charm of cultivating immortals and visiting Taoism.

The Yellowstone Sect chose this place for the Ascension to Immortal Ceremony, obviously after thinking about it.

After all, the Yellowstone Sect is not in a good situation right now. Last year, they competed with the Qingshui Sect due to the mine veins, not to mention losing one after another. The outer courtyard of the sect was even broken by the Qingshui Sect, and many disciples were taken away.

What does the continuation of the sect rely on?

It is the fresh blood of generations.

All the sects in the Zhending Realm hold the Immortal Ascension Meeting once every three years.

The sect's outer courtyard was breached, it doesn't matter at the moment, what can affect the situation ten years, twenty years, or even thirty years later.

So this time, the Ascension to Immortal Ceremony, held by the Huangshi Sect was extraordinarily grand.

Not only to recruit disciples, but also to use the Immortal Ascension Ceremony to boost the morale that has fallen due to the defeat in foreign wars.

"There are so many people!"

Looking at Yiye Bingzhou, Huarou, who is going out for the first time, looks very excited.

Zhang Heng is not surprised by this.

The fertile soil of Huangshi Mansion is three thousand miles away and has a population of tens of millions.

Huangshizong is the overlord of Huangshi Mansion, it recruits disciples, there must be many people who want to join.

Just follow usual habits.

Huangshi Sect is not considered a big sect, and does not have the resources to train a large number of disciples.

Looking at the current meaning, at least tens of thousands of people came.

In the end, it would be good if a hundred people were selected, and no amount of Huangshi sect could train them.

"Guests disembarking, please register on the island."

The venue of the Immortal Ascension Ceremony.

On the largest island in Lake Zee.

This place was originally a wealthy businessman's manor, but it is now occupied by the Yellowstone Sect and has been converted into a temporary place for ascension to immortality.

Zhang Heng came here with Huarou to see what the sect in the True Determination Realm was like, not to seek trouble.

Immediately, he cooperatively registered his and Huarou's information.

As for Zhang Heng himself, he wrote about casual cultivation.

Hua Rou is his junior.

Don't need to write too much detail, they don't really want to join the Yellowstone Sect.

"This is your ID card. With this card, you can receive a free lunch every day and be eligible to live in Datong Shop."

There are reception staff at the ferry, who specially explain the rules of the island: "If you want to eat well and live well, there are restaurants on the island for board and lodging, as long as you are willing to spend money."

"There are also Immortal Banquet Pavilion, Magic Artifact Pavilion, and Talisman Pavilion on the island. You can eat fairy banquets that can only be eaten by immortal masters. You can buy various magical artifacts and talismans made by immortal masters, but they use gold and spirit stones. "

"In addition, private fights are not allowed on the island. If you have a grudge, you can go to the arena. Violators will be severely punished."

Where there are people, there is class.

Just food and lodging, the island is divided into three grades.

If you have no money, you have to sleep in a Datong bunk for 12 people and eat free steamed buns and vegetable soup.

There is money and silver.

There is a restaurant serving you, and coming here is almost like traveling.

If it is a monk.

With gold and spirit stones in hand, you are the VIP.

The spirit stone is a unique product in the real world.

This is a stone made by compressing the aura of heaven and earth through formations.

Holding it in your hand or placing it by your side can increase the concentration of the surrounding aura and increase the speed of cultivation. It can be regarded as a common currency in the cultivation world.

A spirit stone is equivalent to one tael of gold, or ten taels of silver.

Because it is easy to carry and can be used at any time, it is more popular than gold.

It can be regarded as the common currency in the practice world.

"Uncle, do you have a spirit stone?"

It was the first time Hua Rou heard about Lingshi, and she thought it was very powerful.

"Have."

Zhang Heng has spirit stones, and the outer disciple of Qingyun Sect who was killed by him left hundreds of spirit stones for him.

It's just that he can't use it.

As a true immortal, the daily aura throughput is astronomical.

Hundreds of spiritual stones are a drop in the bucket for him, and it is very troublesome to convert them. It is not as convenient as he can directly use spiritual energy to transform immortal power from between heaven and earth.

"The person in front said that there is Xianyan Pavilion here."

"Let's stay here first and see what the Xianyan Pavilion is."

Zhang Heng took Hua Rou and found a place to stay.

Finally, I went to Xianyan Pavilion to have a look.

The so-called fairy feast is just some medicinal food.

Because they are all great medicines for nourishing qi and blood, ordinary people can't take too much, but they are very good for practitioners, so they are named Xianyan.

The place to live is actually average.

It's just that the spirit-gathering arrays and sound-proof arrays have been set up in each room, which makes them appear taller.

But it is the Pavilion of Immortal Artifacts and the Pavilion of Talismans.

Zhang Heng was very interested. There are many low-level magic tools for sale here, and they are products of the assembly line in terms of appearance. This kind of assembly line for making magic tools and talismans is not as good as the alchemy room and magic tool room in Maoshan.

You know, Maoshan moved from the plane of the Republic of China to the Yellow Tu Realm.

In the plane of the Republic of China, however, the era of steam and electricity has been developed, and the assembly line operation has been perfected.

Affected by this, Uncle Zhaoxing, the inventor, personally participated in the construction of the Maoshan alchemy room and magic weapon room.

Today's Maoshan Danfang has a series of refining equipment, taking the route of combining science and practice.

And here in the true delimitation.

The science skill tree doesn't even point out gunpowder, let alone steam engines and electricity.

Obviously, there are only continuously updated refining products here. As far as refining is concerned, I don't know if it is ahead of Maoshan.

"Guest officer, you really know the goods. This is an independent guardian array. It is called the small five-element guardian array flag. It can be effective by absorbing the aura between heaven and earth. The guard area is 300 meters. Once the magic circle is displayed, it can form a five-element halo , is enough to protect the entire house, and it cannot be broken below the foundation establishment level."

Inside the Immortal Artifact Pavilion.

A disciple of the Yellowstone Sect who sells magic tools strongly recommends the Small Five Elements Guardian Formation to Zhang Heng.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng just asked, and didn't intend to buy it.

He is not a rich man in the country, it is useless to buy this thing back, maybe there are monks in Qi training and foundation building who come to trouble him.

"granduncle."

"The things here are so expensive. You can buy hundreds of taels of gold for anything, and you can buy hundreds of acres of fertile land in the countryside."

If you don't go out, you don't know the vastness of the world.

Huarou felt like a bumpkin. Taking Liujiabao as an example, even if he sold the entire Liujiabao, he couldn't afford the small five-element guardian flag.

"The things here are for casual cultivators, gentry, and wealthy families. Ordinary people don't need them."

Take Liujiabao as an example.

At most, they need to guard against bandits, horse thieves, or robbers.

There is no need to guard against practitioners at all. Instead of spending a thousand taels of gold to buy a small five-element guardian array, it is better for each family to have a spear, which is affordable and durable. If the back is itchy, it can scratch the back.

"Don't look at it, there's nothing good about it."

"Go back and memorize the Qingjing Sutra that I handed over to you first, and then recite the Tao Te Ching."

"When it's almost time, I will lead you into practice, and then I will prepare these magic weapons for protecting you and killing enemies."

It is different from the cultivation sect under the True Determination Realm.

After the Maoshan disciples are apprenticed to their masters, they will be equipped with magic weapons by the master.

Such as Zhang Heng.

Back then, he got three magic swords from his master, namely peach wood sword, copper money sword, and iron demon-slaying sword.

down.

You don't have to worry about the corpse control bell, the yin and yang mirror, and the Leihuo flag.

Unlike the real delimitation side.

Zongmen is more like a school, the master leads the door in, and nothing else is left except for the practice.

If you want magic tools and talismans, you need to buy them yourself and get them.

There are only very few who will pass on two unused instruments from the master.

Of course, this is also related to the environment of the true delimitation.

The disciples are recruited by the sect and then distributed.

There is no such thing as a disciple, and teaching disciples is more like a mission of the sect, unlike Zhang Heng and Qiusheng, who say they are disciples, but they are actually no different from sons.

"Still watching?"

Looking at Hua Rou reluctantly looking at the magic weapon on the shelf.

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Okay, don't look at it, this is a storage bag, take it and play with it, there are hundreds of spirit stones and some miscellaneous magic weapons in it, and I'll give you all of them."

Seeing that Huarou really likes her, she can't walk anymore.

Zhang Heng didn't think too much about it, so he casually gave Hua Rou the storage bag of the beheaded monk he beheaded, and all the magic tools inside.

No matter how you say it, the mustache monk is also a foundation establishment monk.

Moreover, he came out of Qingyunmen, so he was worth a lot. Although Zhang Heng didn't like the things inside, but they were placed in Huangshi Mansion, ordinary foundation-building monks might not have such a worth.

After all, Qingyunmen is a county-level sect.

The Huangshi sect is only at the prefecture level, so it is only a follower of the Qingyun sect.

"Thank you, uncle."

Holding the storage bag, Huarou couldn't be happier.

Uncle is like a treasure, always surprising people.

"Go around."

"You are still young, you should walk more and see more."

"It's not like my uncle, who is old and loses interest in many things."

Come out from the Immortal Artifact Pavilion.

Zhang Heng sent Hua Rou away.

Hua Rou is not him, Zhang Heng has everything, and it doesn't matter if he is a Buddhist.

Hua Rou is different, when he first heard about the practice world, it was time to see more, follow him all day long, and be as good as an asshole.

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know myself in my life"

Zhang Heng fell asleep when he returned to Xianyan Pavilion.

For him, a good spring is not as good as a dream.

The fragrance of green grass in the dream.

Right now, the Huangshi Sect is holding the Immortal Ascension Ceremony, and scattered cultivators gather from all over the place. Through the gathering, those who set up stalls set up stalls, and those who sell information sell information.

I just took this opportunity to dream big for thousands of years, capture everyone's thoughts, and increase my knowledge of the true delimitation.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng is hidden in the dream world, drifting between reality and fantasy.

If you don't see it, you don't know that among the people who came to participate in the ceremony, there are actually some real immortals who have transformed into mortals and traveled around the world.

Just looking at the real fairy's appearance, it seems that his lifespan is running out.

His whole body was lifeless, relying on a breath of immortal energy to hang his life, it gave him the feeling that his death was imminent.

"Which family's ancestor is this, which family's grandmaster."

"You don't have much lifespan, and you are still wandering outside. Do you want to find the life-prolonging medicine, or are you worried that if you sit in the sect, you will cause the world to feel sorry for you, and the hostile sect will find out the depth?"

In Zhang Heng's opinion.

The greatest misfortune in life is that fallen leaves cannot return to their roots.

This unknown true immortal is obviously the kind of patriarch Xu Hongru, who has broken his heart for the sect all his life.

Even if I die, I have to die outside, giving the enemy sect the illusion that I am still there, hoping to keep the sect safe for hundreds of years.

Respectable, but also sad.

Because Zhang Heng believes that there is absolutely no No. 2 true immortal in the sect where this true immortal belongs.

If anything, he didn't have to work so hard at all.

For example, in some sects with two or three or even many true immortals sitting in the township, before the true immortals are about to fall, they will entertain all directions.

There is no need to hide the news of his death, because even if there is no one true immortal, there are other true immortals in the sect.

You don't have to be lonely like the old man, and you have to die outside without telling the sect.

"Little girl, what do you want to buy?"

From Zhang Heng's perspective.

Huarou walked around the free trade market, and soon turned to the real fairy old man.

The real immortal old man had practiced spells to hide energy, and the fluctuations in the exposed mana were not high, and he looked like a low-level casual cultivator.

What he sells is also some bargains.

Some of them were valuable, though, just cloaked, like treasures waiting to be discovered.

"Old monk, how much is this grass?"

Hua Rou has a good eye.

Among a pile of junk, he quickly picked a trash with a relatively high value.

It was a refreshing herb.

The effect is that after being crushed and put into the incense burner, it can refresh the mind and make it easier to meditate.

"Three spirit stones."

Old Zhenxian smiled kindly.

Immediately, Huarou bought it without hesitation, but she didn't leave after that, standing there for a moment, hesitating for a moment, and asked full of ups and downs: "Old man, can I give you a hug?"

"Ok?"

Old Zhenxian had a question mark on his face.

Hua Rou whispered, "You look a lot like my grandpa."

Old Zhenxian was stunned for a moment.

Since the end of his lifespan, he began to travel all over the world, hoping to find a precious medicine to prolong his life before his lifespan expired.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

Right now, he has less than three years to live.

Unexpectedly, before Zuohua, she met a little girl who said she was like her grandfather and wanted to hug her.

In a trance.

Old Zhenxian's eyes were a little moist.

He is a monk who ascended from the lower realm.

When he was in the lower realms, he was extremely talented, high-spirited, and surrounded by countless confidante, but unfortunately he left no heirs.

After arriving in the upper realm, he was very ambitious and felt that he was bound to do something.

It turned out that the immortal road is far away and difficult to climb.

After working hard for thousands of years, he is a respected and invincible ancestor in the eyes of others, but only he knows that he has achieved nothing in these years.

Neither has the sect been carried forward, nor has it cultivated a suitable successor.

Right now, life is short, and I am alone.

He didn't even dare to die in the Zongmen's residence and be enshrined by the younger generation, how could the word "miserable" be explained.

"Good boy."

All kinds of distracting thoughts flooded into my mind.

Lao Zhenxian's mood fluctuated, and he couldn't help hugging Huarou.

Hua Rou squinted her eyes, extremely happy.

Because from her perspective, the advanced cultivation talent has already been obtained.

It's just that she's weird.

This old man also has a fairy body, so he should be a fairy too.

But he doesn't have a single golden talent, at most he only has one advanced cultivation talent.

Could it be that an immortal might not be able to produce a golden talent?
Huarou couldn't figure it out, and murmured in her heart: "It shouldn't be, my uncle has a lot of golden talents, and I can't even copy some of them. It doesn't look very rare. Isn't golden talent a standard for immortals?"

Somewhat confused.

Zhang Heng also has a talent for cultivation, and he is at the level of an immortal. He will not encounter bottlenecks in his cultivation all the way to an immortal.

As a result, the same immortal, but the old man is only a senior.

Can advanced cultivation talents become immortals?
What about the patriarch's immortal-level cultivation talent?

Must become a fairy, more likely to become a fairy?
Hua Rou thought foolishly.

I just thought that if I want to surpass my ancestor, I am afraid that I have a long way to go.

"Little girl, you are destined for me."

"All the things here are given to you. It's a pity that my situation is not good. The sect I belong to is also precarious. Otherwise, I really want to introduce you."

The old fairy shook his head and sighed.

Without waiting for Huarou to reply, she disappeared into the sky and earth in the blink of an eye.

Huarou was a little puzzled.

Looking at the old fairy's disappearing light, he muttered to himself in a daze, "What did I do?"

(End of this chapter)