I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 144 Heifengzhai (for Subscription)
As the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, the picture in front of He Pingan gradually became clear.

In the picture, a majestic hall appeared, with three large characters written on it: Juyi Hall!
Under the hall, Zhang San, Zhang Lao Qi, and a group of five big, three thick and strong men are bowing to a god statue.

And the god's sword-browed, star-eyed, plump and handsome appearance, isn't it the avatar Luo Xiang whose appearance is only inferior to the readers' gentlemen?
How is this going?

He Pingan squeezed the formula with one hand, and Xiao Yan's magic number slowly urged.

In the screen, there is a faint sound.

"Little ones, today we have paid homage to Luo Xianzun, and the Black Wind Village has been officially established."

After Zhang San paid his respects to the statue, he waved his hand and asked the men next to him to offer a large bowl full of wine, and said, "After drinking this bowl of wine, we will all be our own brothers from now on."

"Thank you, Village Master!"

Dozens of men drank the wine in the bowl, and then slammed the big bowl on the bluestone floor, and immediately "cracked" the bowl scum all over the floor.

Zhang San took a distressed look.

Anyway, it cost a few taels of silver to buy it, so you don't know how to save money?
Fortunately, he followed Zhang Laoqi's instructions, and he was reluctant to let the child not be caught by the wolf. At this time, he could not think about it.

"Snapped!"

Zhang San threw the porcelain bowl in his hand on the ground heavily, and then shouted loudly: "Brothers, from now on, we must strictly follow Luo Xianzun's decree, do justice for the sky, rob the rich and help the poor."

He Pingan listened for a while, and then saw Zhang Laoqi standing next to Zhang San, stroking his beard, dressed as a dog-headed military adviser, and guessed something.

Combined with the deduction of Xiaoyan's divine number, the situation of Zhang San and others at this time is fully grasped.

He had known something about Zhang San before.

Knowing that it took him half a year to travel across mountains and rivers to Chuzhou, he managed to settle his mother down, only to find that there were already a few bandits on Heifeng Mountain who had established a stronghold on the mountain.

They are all refugees who have been forced to rebel by corrupt officials.

Among them, the strongest one is no more than the eighth-rank martial arts, and Zhang San is practicing Tiansha Prison Suppressing Art at this time, and has entered the sixth-rank cultivation base.

At the beginning, Zhang San was abiding by the law and did not provoke each other with the bandits.

But then, a few mountain thieves came to the door with the intention of robbing the house.

Zhang San couldn't bear it, after a few punches, he smashed the bandit who came to the door, and called Grandpa Zhang three times in a row, before he fled back with his helmet and armor removed.

Since then, the bandits on Heifeng Mountain never dared to come within one mile of where Zhang San lived.

But not long after, Aunt Zhang accidentally cut her leg while chopping firewood, so Zhang San took Aunt Zhang to Lin County at the foot of Heifeng Mountain for treatment.

Unexpectedly, before entering the city, he was blackmailed by several soldiers guarding the gate. In a fit of anger, he wounded these soldiers and fled back to Heifeng Mountain.

Zhang Laoqi was very active, running around in several cottages, and when he found out that there was a doctor in one of the cottages, he urged Zhang San to take over the cottage.

For the sake of his old mother, Zhang San set foot on this cottage alone, and easily subdued her.

When he got here, He Ping'an's avatar had to switch between Sanlun Taoist and Ximen Chuuxue, so he couldn't care about Zhang San.

Unexpectedly, after several twists and turns, Zhang San, under the instigation of Zhang Laoqi, took over all these cottages on Heifeng Mountain, unified them under his own command, and established his own cottage on Heifeng Mountain, named: Heifeng Village !
At this time, it was the time when Zhang San established the stronghold and made an alliance with all the bandits.

In the picture, Zhang San said again: "From now on, Zhang Laoqi, Zhang Qiye, will be the military adviser of our cottage, and his status will only be inferior to mine."

Hearing Zhang San mentioning himself, Zhang Laoqi smiled from ear to ear.

It is worthy of his humiliation and humiliation for so many years, bowing his head and acting like a small boy. Finally, he was forgiven by Zhang San and gained Zhang San's trust.

"Liu Hu, the second master"

Zhang San eloquently said that these were all drawn up after Zhang Laoqi had discussed with him before.

After He Pingan figured out the ins and outs of the future, he cut off the contact with Zhang San.

He did not expect that Zhang San had already gathered nearly a thousand people in a short period of time. At this time, Zhanshan was the king, and his strength seemed to be stronger than that of Lin County at the foot of Heifeng Mountain.

This also shows that under Emperor Jiaming's rule, Daxuan's people's life was very difficult.

He has also figured out the origin of the mysterious power just now, it is the power of incense and fire.

The power of incense and vows is the foundation of Shinto practice.

However, Daxuan has no Shinto.

In other words, Daxuan is not allowed to practice the divine way.

He Ping'an traveled all over Daxuan territory, and had never seen the city god's land. Later, he heard Yang Qing talk about it on the sidelines.

In Daxuan's previous dynasty, Dagan, there was a Shinto inheritance, and it was extremely prosperous.

However, since Daxuan established the dynasty, it was not allowed to practice Shinto, and it was not allowed to build the Temple of the City God. Therefore, there are only Taoist temples and temples in Daxuan, and in addition to the statues of Taoist and Buddha, there are also statues of Daxuan Taizu .

In addition, Daxuan does not allow a fourth idol to appear. Once it appears, the temple will be demolished.

Zhang San and others erected a statue of Luo Xiang in Heifengzhai. If the court found out, they would definitely send troops to suppress it.

He Pingan frowned, and wanted to destroy the statue.

However, he found that just the incense and vows of nearly a thousand people have made his Taoism climb for more than fifty years, especially his comprehension of the Xiaoyan divine number and the golden light spell of vertical earth, which has improved a lot.

"The power of incense and fire has such a magical effect"

He Pingan hesitated for a moment, and with a thought, a black, translucent, slightly curly hair fell down and turned into a ray of light, heading towards Chuzhou.

If you don't do it, you have to do it. If you want to do it, you can make it bigger.
And he faintly felt that although the power of incense and fire is good, it should not be placed above the body.

So just in case, he simply transferred all the incense and wish power he got to the clone that had just gone away.

Since it is my avatar that I worshiped, I let this avatar of myself undertake these incense vows.

In a blink of an eye, it was Shen Shi, and He Pingan came off duty on time and returned to Xiancaotang.

Today's New Year's Eve, Xiancaotang is closed, and Hong Xi Fei has made a table of dishes full of color and fragrance early, waiting for He Ping'an to go home.

"Young master, you are finally back."

Seeing He Pingan coming back, Hong Xifei hurriedly went up to meet him.

She put on the long red dress she used to wear today again, showing off her hot figure, and her soft face was full of smiles.

Finally, I can let go of everything and concentrate on being with my son.

As Hong Xi Fei walked towards her, her chest felt choppy.

He Pingan took a deep breath and smelled a faint fragrance, which added a bit of charming flavor to Hong Xifei.

"Xi Fei, you have worked hard these days."

He Pingan said, in the past few months, Hong Xifei has collected a lot of pills for herself through the fairy grass hall.

"This is what slaves should do."

Hong Xifei came to He Pingan's side and took his left hand into her arms

"My lord, the food is ready and I'm waiting for you."

Hong Xifei took He Ping'an's arm and led him into the seat.

In front of the big round table in the front hall of Xiancaotang, besides He Pingan and Hong Xifei, there are four homeless drug boys.

Hong Xifei had already obtained He Ping'an's consent for this matter. Anyway, there are only the two of them in the fairy grass hall. It would be lively if the four children were called together to watch the new year together.

The six people sat at the table and talked about New Year's Eve together. It was lively and lively. In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Satisfied with wine and food, He Pingan returned to the back hall and looked up at the vast starry sky. In the past, he would send a message to say hello to his parents even if he couldn't go home on New Year's Eve.

But now, there is no such opportunity anymore.

"Ugh"

He Pingan let out a long sigh and let go of his thoughts.

The way of practice is vast and boundless. He Pingan has always believed that no matter how high the realm of practice is, one cannot forget the essence of human beings.

At this moment, Hong Xifei's voice came from behind, interrupting his thoughts: "My lord, should we also worship our ancestors?"

"Worshiping the ancestors?"

He Pingan asked suspiciously, and then thought that the meaning of Hongxifei refers to the custom of worshiping ancestors on New Year's Eve.

She doesn't know the identity of her time travel, she must think that she should be the father of her predecessor, He Lieyun.

However, he didn't know where He Lieyun was buried after his death.

Thinking of this, his Xiaoyan magic number slowly turned, and he began to calculate the location where He Lieyun was buried after his death.

Who would have expected that this calculation would cause a problem.

Deceived by secrets, there was nothing to investigate.

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