The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 278 Let you be a fairy once, and you will be present immediately after death
"No. 13 head."

Somewhere in an unknown sea.

Zhang Heng stood quietly in the void, under his feet was a giant sea beast the size of a small island that had been dead for a long time.

"Almost."

Zhang Heng held a milky white orb in his hand.

This orb is condensed from the life essence of thirteen sea beasts, which can make up for the deficiency in the body.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng was preparing to return when he suddenly saw a sea boat approaching in the distance.

The people on the sea boat pulled cattle and sheep, sang and danced, and there was a god statue standing on the bow of the boat. The god statue had a triangular head and looked very familiar.

"Isn't this the sea beast that I killed!"

Zhang Heng looked at the sea beasts under his feet, and then at the fishermen on the boats painted with oil paint, and said speechlessly, "Sea beasts are not sea monsters. Monsters have wisdom, but beasts don't. Only animal nature and ignorant thoughts will worship this beast." Toy, treat it as a totem."

The reason why sea beasts are sea beasts.

It is because they have no intelligence, only the hunting instinct like tigers and leopards.

Worshiping this thing is like worshiping lions and tigers. Even if you worship it every day, it will still eat you when it should eat you. It doesn't make any sense.

"Forget it, let's figure out what they do."

Zhang Heng pulled his legs and left.

Returning to Huludao, he mixed the orb condensed with life essence into the black chicken soup.

"What kind of soup is this?"

Zhang Yong took a sip of the soup, and felt a warm current pouring in from his throat, spreading all over his body, and his body was extraordinarily relaxed: "Where did this soup come from?"

Although he doesn't know the art of pills, he doesn't know how serious the hidden wounds in his body are.

But the body is his own, right now the chicken soup is pouring into his belly, the body is like the rain in the drought, there is an indescribable comfort, obviously this soup is not an ordinary soup.

"The chicken is just an ordinary black-bone chicken, which is made into a medicinal diet with folk remedies and herbs."

Zhang Heng was vague and didn't explain too much: "If you like to drink more, keep your spirits up, and you can beat the children better when you go back."

Zhang Yong's smile froze on his face: "It's not about beating children, it's about competing with the best talents in the world."

"They all mean the same thing."

Zhang Heng didn't care either.

Zhang Yong drank the soup helplessly. After a while, he finished a bowl of soup and talked about a serious matter: "I have risen very fast in the past few years. Some big families in the Yugoslav League have noticed me. Among them is the Zheng family, who is a bit out of date right now, and wants to recruit me as his son-in-law, what do you think?"

What do you think?
Zhang's family is a small family, and there is no way to shelter Zhang Yong from the wind and rain, and bring too much help.

Right now, Zhang Yong's wandering outside is not a long-term solution after all. If Zhang Heng hadn't recuperated the dark wound for him this time, the dark wound would definitely recur within three to five years, and half of it would be ruined if he didn't die.

In addition, he is 25, and he is all in one.

Although the reputation of recruiting a son-in-law is not good, but after entering the Zheng family, he is no longer a rootless duckling, not to mention a huge profit, but it is not a loss.

"In my opinion, that's a good thing."

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "It's just what the Zheng family thinks. They want to recruit you as a son-in-law, or as a daughter-in-law."

"If you recruit a son-in-law, you are a son-in-law. The family will definitely not agree, and you may not be able to endure the hardship of a son-in-law."

"My first daughter marries out. If you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken. If you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. There are not so many things."

"It's just compared with the Zheng family. Our Zhang family is just a small family. The elders of the Zheng family may not approve of this marriage."

Zhang Yong nodded: "Look at the sincerity of the Zheng family. It is impossible for me to be their son-in-law, otherwise my dignified husband will not be Yu Yu's long-term servant."

After finishing speaking, he thought of Zhang Heng again, and said again: "How about you, you have stayed in your hometown these years, but there are some attractive women. If so, I will come forward to protect your matchmaker, so that I can feel more at ease when I leave."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "I'm not interested in the love between men and women, let's talk about it in a few years."

Zhang Yong opened his mouth, after all he didn't know how to persuade him.

After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice, "It's fine if you don't rush. When I hold power in the Yugoslavia, not to mention ordinary women, even those proud female cultivators will clamor to marry you."

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word.

half a month later.

After Zhang Yong's family visit, he returned to the Yugoslavia in his Flying Eagle Chariot and beat up the children.

As soon as he left, Zhang Heng returned to living in a simple way.

Time flies, another five years.

This year, Zhang Heng was 25 years old, Zhang Yong was 15 years old, and Zhang Xiaoxiao was [-] years old.

"Second brother!"

15-year-old Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Just in response to the saying that the Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, she has become the goddess in many people's minds.

It's just that as he grows up, the Zhang family has only one Zhang Yong after all.

When they were young, Zhang Xiaoxiao was very close to Zhang Heng and always liked to sleep next to him.

But after growing up, Zhang Xiaoxiao gradually alienated him.

Zhang Heng knew why, and was not angry about it.

After all, he is a fool in the eyes of all the Zhang family, and he is lazy.

It's just a pity that the little girl who cried and told him when she was a child that she would beat anyone who dared to call him a waste when she grew up, finally sank into the old days and could never come back.

Zhang Heng couldn't help thinking of a sentence in the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion.

The sky is high and the earth is different, and the universe is infinite.

Happiness and sorrow come, knowing the surplus and emptiness.

Who is lucky, who is sad.

unspeakable, unspeakable
"What's up?"

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged under the plane tree.

In the old days, the sycamore tree that he borrowed its vitality from has grown into a new spring under the care of these years.

When he is free, Zhang Heng likes to sit cross-legged under a tree to sort out what he has learned, sometimes for days at a time.

"The fourth aunt took me to test the spirit root today"

Zhang Xiaoxiao bit her lips: "I am a medium spiritual root. The fourth aunt said that I can stay in the family and develop slowly. In the future, I can become a family elder like her, but I am not reconciled, I think"

Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "You want to find Big Brother?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao hesitated and said, "I'm a middle-level spiritual root, neither good nor bad. If I go to my elder brother, I will definitely develop better."

"Then go ahead and ask me what to do?"

Zhang Heng is a little strange, because he doesn't see Zhang Xiaoxiao a few times a year now.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is no longer as close to him as she was when she was a child, and often visits him. Even the title of second brother is very blunt, which is a little unaccustomed.

"I think."

Zhang Xiaoxiao hesitated to speak.

"You want me to go with you?"

Zhang Heng has insight into people's hearts and understands why Zhang Xiaoxiao came here.

She didn't want to tell him the good news that she had passed the spiritual root test, but wanted him to take her to the Southern League to find Zhang Yong.

speak up.

Although Zhang Yong's heart was attached to his family, Zhang Heng had the best relationship with him in the Zhang family, and the closest one was undoubtedly Zhang Heng.

In his words, he watched Zhang Heng grow up.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is different. First of all, she is a girl. Besides, Zhang Yong had already left when she was born. Apart from the blood relationship of her younger sister, the two of them didn't say a hundred words together.

Zhang Heng knew it without thinking.

Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that his relationship with his elder brother was not as close as he was with Zhang Yonglai.

Afraid that Zhang Yong would ignore her if she went to the Yugoslavia alone, she came to see Zhang Heng and asked Zhang Heng to take her there.

"There is nothing better than siblings."

Zhang Heng said bluntly: "Brother only has a younger sister like you. Although I don't spend much time with you, how can I not care about you? If you go, he will be very happy. You shouldn't think of him like that. He won't leave you alone."

Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

I also don't understand why there are so many people in the Zhang family, but Zhang Yong is the only one who treats Zhang Heng, a younger brother who has no spiritual roots, the best.

There are even correspondences every month, all year round.

One must know that even the second grandfather and the fourth aunt dare not disturb Zhang Yong's practice when they are free, let alone write letters at will.

"In a flash, it's been five years since the last farewell."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

Zhang Heng got up from the futon, looked at the sycamore tree above his head, and then looked at his sister beside him: "Forget it, I have realized something recently, and I need to go out to get a certificate, so I will take you to the Yugoslavia for a while." Let's go."

Do the math.

It has been more than twenty years since Zhang Heng entered the reincarnation through the dream method and came to the world of many islands.

Over the years, he stayed behind closed doors all day long, comprehending the way of time, and comprehended: "For the ghost, five hundred years old is spring, five hundred years old is autumn, and this spring and autumn will last for thousands of years." '

Now that he is using the way of time to fight against the enemy, if he hits the imprint of time, he will wipe away his life for a thousand years.

Waiting for the true immortal to live for ten thousand years, he will die after being hit by a few time imprints. Even if Zhang Heng has not yet reached the real fairyland in terms of mana, his combat power is not weak at all.

Especially those old-fashioned true immortals with a short lifespan.

For the newly-promoted true immortals, the old ones have practiced for a longer period of time and have a deeper background, so it is difficult to beat them.

But in Zhang Heng's opinion, he likes old-fashioned true immortals, and the older the better.

If he is old enough to live for [-] years, nine out of ten people will die on the spot if he gets a mark of time.

of course.

To fight against real immortals, a small spring and autumn method, a thousand years and a moment is enough.

However, Zhang Heng's imaginary enemy is not a real immortal, but a battle against the earth immortals and even the heavenly immortals.

Little spring and autumn is not enough.

Zhang Heng's goal is Dachun.

In ancient times, there was a big toon, who regarded [-] years as spring and [-] years as autumn, and looked at ten thousand years.

Let you be a fairy once, and you will be in and out immediately.

(End of this chapter)