The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 247 Longevity Tribe
"You came to see me, there should be something."

"I still want to simply say, you want me to say congratulations when you meet Ming Lord?"

Strong personal strength does not necessarily govern the country.

Knowing how to govern the country does not necessarily make him a qualified king.

A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a virtuous minister chooses a master to serve.

Yang Pan wants to rely on the Twelve Princes and change the country from top to bottom. I don't know if it will be possible, but if he has this idea and is willing to work hard, he is a respectable person.

Zhang Heng would not laugh at Yang Pan.

This is Yang Pan's choice, he is not Yang Pan, and his ideas cannot be imposed on Yang Pan.

Not to mention pointing fingers from his point of view, saying that this is right and that is wrong. In fact, there are many things in this world that are not right or wrong. To say right or wrong is just because of your different perspective.

Zhang Heng is from the perspective of an outsider.

Standing by his side, concentrating on cultivation, and aiming to ascend is the only way to achieve perfection.

Yang Pan didn't think so, he wanted to do more on the road of practice.

"A real person really has eyes."

In front of Zhang Heng, Yang Pan didn't hide his intentions, and said bluntly: "My mastermind, I managed to provide the opportunity for the Twelve Princes to go to the Northern Wilderness and carry out the New Deal. I came here this time to invite real people out of the mountains. "

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

The Northern Wilderness is very large, and the Northern Wilderness of the Dasong Dynasty is actually just a part of the Northern Wilderness.

There are still more in the hands of nomads.

These people believe in shamanism, worship heaven and earth, and worship nature.

Although tribes often fight with each other, like scattered sand, the power of integration is not weaker than any of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and even surpasses it.

"Do real people have the idea of ​​establishing a sect?"

"Do real people have the idea of ​​becoming a fairy?"

"Do real people have the idea of ​​prosperity and wealth for thousands of generations?"

When Yang Pan came this time, he had already had a plan in mind: "If the real person wants to establish a sect, within the territory of the northern wilderness, the real person can choose a hundred miles of land as the place of the sect."

"The Twelve Princes and I assure you that the territory you chose will be your territory forever, just like the Confucian Mansion in Qufu, the Kunlun Mountains of the Kunlun School, and the Daxue Mountain of Tantric Buddhism. It is like a princely country, with disciples and grandchildren for thousands of years."

Zhang Heng glanced at Yang Pan.

If he was someone like Xu Hongru, he might have been persuaded.

Hundreds of miles of land, hundreds of thousands of people, all at their own pace.

Establish a sect here, just like princes and kings.

You must know that in the ancient Greek city-state era, one city had one king, and many kings did not have [-] subjects.

Can be imagined.

With the worship of these [-] people, the sect will not be able to prosper.

Taking this Baili Dao country as the basic disk, in the future, the Dao system can even radiate to the entire Northern Wilderness.

Hundreds of years later, it is impossible to say that there will be another holy place like Wutai Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and Daxue Mountain in the territory of Beihuang.

"I don't have the idea of ​​establishing an orthodoxy."

I thought about it.

Zhang Heng chose to refuse.

Because at this time, Maoshan was deeply cultivating the Huangtu world, and by the way, he wanted to spread teachings on the plane of the Republic of China, so he couldn't spare any manpower to open up the plane of Liaozhai.

Furthermore.

The world of Liaozhai is not the realm of Huangtu.

There is no Buddhist sect in Huangtu's world, and there are only three or two Taoist sects, which do not have powerful inheritance.

And in the world of Liaozhai.

Taoism is dominated by Kunlun, and Buddhism is dominated by Mount Wutai.

There are shamanism in the north, Confucianism and Taoism in the south, and there are martial arts experts among the people.

So confusing.

Instead of leading Mao Shan into the world of Liaozhai and fighting with several major sects, it would be better to occupy a small world with no great inheritance.

Not much to say.

Maoshan preached in the northern wilderness, and the shamanism in the north would definitely not agree.

This is a plan to drive away wolves and tigers. If Zhang Heng agrees, he will wait to be a free thug.

"Do real people have the idea of ​​becoming a fairy?"

Seeing that Zhang Heng did not agree, Yang Pan continued: "Among the tribes in the Northern Wilderness, there is a tribe named Changsheng. The Changsheng tribe believes in Changshengtian, and there is a sacred object named Feitiantai."

"The Flying Terrace is incredible. It is said that standing on it to survive the tribulations can increase the chances of passing the three tribulations."

"What's even more mysterious is that if ordinary people fail to cross the calamity, their bodies will fall under the thunder and fire calamity. The physical body will be destroyed, and the soul will appear in the thunder and fire circle, and they will not escape the disaster of flying ashes."

"On the Feitian Terrace, if the tribulation fails, the Feitian Terrace will shine and protect the soul of the tribulation passer."

"In this way, if you fail to cross the tribulation, you can also switch to cultivating loose immortals and ghost immortals. Such a treasure, can a real person move?"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

A cultivator can only ask for ascension.

And when ascending, they have to face the three stumbling blocks of Thunder Tribulation, Fire Tribulation, and Heart Demon Tribulation.

Most of them died in the second catastrophe of thunder and fire, and even their souls were swallowed by thunder and fire, and the bamboo basket was empty.

The Feitian Terrace can protect the soul, and if you don't survive the thunder and fire calamity, you won't fall under the thunder and fire, but you can transfer to Sanxian or Guixian.

This treasure is definitely the supreme treasure of the sect.

In terms of value, it is still above the Fenglei fruit tree.

"Changsheng tribe, can there be such a baby?"

To be honest, Zhang Heng was already moved.

It's just that heartbeat doesn't mean action. The Changsheng tribe has Feitiantai, so it must be one of the best existences among the tribes in the Northern Wilderness.

Otherwise, it is impossible to protect this kind of treasure.

"The Longevity Tribe, there was a barren king who unified the Northern Wilderness."

"This desolate king once used mountains and rivers to hold a great sacrifice to the Changshengtian. The Feitian Terrace was transformed by Changshengtian's inspiration and enlightenment."

When Yang Pan said this, he invited Zhang Heng: "If the real person is willing to come out to help, sit in the northern wilderness, and break through the Changsheng tribe in the future, this Feitiantai will be in the bag of the real person."

"That's it."

Zhang Heng thought for a while: "You gave me a condition that I couldn't refuse."

After finishing speaking, he said: "But how can I believe that you will not cross the river and tear down the bridge? You know, most of the heartless are scholars, and the most ruthless are the emperor's family. Yu Yi, what should I do if I don’t recognize karma today?”

Yang Pan pointed to the sky and swore: "In the future, the twelve princes will become wings. Yang Pan and the twelve princes will surely break through the Longevity Tribe for real people, and take the most precious treasure to fly to the sky and offer it to the sky. If you violate this oath, ten thousand arrows will pierce your heart and die."

Zhang Heng listened to this oath.

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "As an enshrinement, I will follow you to the Northern Wilderness to defend against the Northern Wilderness masters for you and buy time for development."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng warned Yang Pan again: "I don't like vulgar things, I don't like politics, I'll let you go, you can just pretend that I don't exist, if there are strong men from the northern tribes to provoke, I will protect myself, Other than that, don't bother me too much.

In addition, you still have to tell me why you hate Hengzhen Dao so much.

As far as I know, Hengzhen Dao seems to have nothing to do with you. I went to get Wuxiang Tianyi that day. Although Xu Hongru helped me lead the way, but later, he appeared in the ancient tree secret realm and helped me share the pressure , the cause and effect of the past have long been evened out. "

Hear this.

Yang Pan was silent for a while, and said: "I read a fable in an ancient book, the white lotus comes out, and the constant truth is in troubled times. It is expected that this constant truth will become my great enemy in the future. Naturally, we must try our best to eradicate the enemy. "

Zhang Heng smiled, "The Feitian Terrace is such a precious treasure. In the Longevity Tribe, there are probably not many people who know about it. How did you know it? You also read it from an ancient book?"

Yang Pan didn't answer.

Zhang Heng is not a very curious person.

But he found that Yang Pan really knew a secret that many people didn't know.

It stands to reason that, let alone Yang Pan, even Kunlun Mountain, Wutai Mountain, and the Zhao royal family are not clear about these secrets.

How did he know.

Zhang Heng looked at Yang Pan and murmured in his heart, "This guy can't be a reborn person?"

The technique of deduction is not so accurate.

In today's world, when it comes to deduction techniques, Frog God is second, if not the first.

But its deduction technique gave very vague results.

What about Yang Pan?

He knows many things clearly, just take the ancient tree secret realm as an example.

He even knows when the secret realm will be opened, and how far the rays of light will shine after opening.

It was as if he had witnessed the opening and closing of the secret realm with his own eyes.

He said that he saw it from ancient books, what kind of ancient books could record such details.

Was it written by Fuxi?
Fortunately.

Zhang Heng is a person who knows the importance.

Yang Pan's secrets are not only curious, but also frightening.

Whose pawn is he?

Who is laying out again?

Is it the great power of the Golden Immortal, or the repetition of heaven and earth.

Zhang Heng didn't know.

All he knew was the mediocre Sun Pu, the mediocre [Sun Pu's Immortal Tour in Sifang City].

Standing behind him was an extremely terrifying Elder of the Nether Sect who needed Mr. Mao himself to speak out.

To know.

Sun Pu just crossed planes and went to other worlds to become a public servant.

Say horror.

If Yang Pan is really a reborn, someone reset the timeline for him.

The person behind this is at least the same existence as that Nether Cult elder, and even more terrifying.

"Let's go."

Yang Pan didn't say anything.

Zhang Heng didn't ask any more questions.

In no mood.

When I went out, I happened to meet Lu Sheng who was moving.

Lu Sheng is now the little overlord of Guobei County. He is in charge of more than a dozen gangs in Guobei County, big and small. Naturally, he wants to move to a big house, so he can still live in the market.

"what!"

I saw Lu Sheng.

Yang Pan was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What a martial arts prodigy, he is obviously full of energy and blood, but his body is full of martial arts will, and there is a phantom of a stick behind him. If he is brought back to the army, he will train him well. In the future, the subordinates of the Twelve Princes will have an unparalleled general with sticks."

After Zhang Heng's dream practice.

Lu Sheng is like a piece of beautiful jade, at first glance he is an excellent candidate for martial arts.

Yang Pan came from Zhenxihou Mansion, so of course he has good eyesight.

It was obvious at a glance that Lu Sheng was a good seed.

"Don't touch him."

Zhang Heng said without looking back.

"pity."

Yang Pan looked regretful.

But when Zhang Heng opened his mouth, he couldn't say much.

It's just a guess, Lu Sheng may have something to do with Zhang Heng, otherwise how could he get the support of the world's strongest.

"Look, Lu Sheng, isn't that the owner of the bookstore next door?"

The elder sister, Lu Yun, noticed Zhang Heng's side, and couldn't help but pull her younger brother and said.

Lu Sheng looked up.

For some reason, looking at Zhang Heng's leaving back, I suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

"Boss, everything is packed and we can go."

In a daze.

Some subordinates came to report.

Lu Sheng was called back to his mind, and ordered to the left and right: "Let's go."

The cart that pushes the cart, the one that carries the box carries the box.

A group of people walked in front, and then, Lu Sheng followed behind the team, walking and looking back, but unfortunately, Zhang Heng's back was no longer to be found.

"Your horses are not bad, they should be bmws mixed with monsters and beasts, and they can travel thousands of miles a day."

out of town.

Zhang Heng called Yang Pan and the [-] cavalry he brought together: "It's a pity that it's not good enough. I have the ability to fly thousands of miles away. You can't keep up with me on horseback. I think so. You go back on horseback, I will take Yang Pan and go first."

Everyone looked at each other, waiting for Yang Pan's order.

Yang Pan had experienced Zhang Heng's Flying Astronomy, and immediately said: "I listen to the real people, please go on horseback, we will drive through the white clouds."

drive drive drive.
Three hundred cavalry rode forward.

Zhang Heng threw out the Ruyi Palace, put Yang Pan in the palace, then shrunk the palace, put it in the storage bag on his waist, and soared into the sky.

evening.

Beihuang.

Zhang Heng fell from the sky and released Yang Pan.

Yang Pan looked at the Beihuang City in front of him, then at Zhang Heng who was not tired, and said enviously, "Whenever I can be as chic as a real person."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "When you have my strength, it's hard to say whether it will be a blessing or a curse."

It wasn't Zhang Heng who poured cold water on him.

But Yang Pan has big ambitions.

When he has the strength of the strongest in the world, there will be swordsmen on the ground, causing husband and wife to hate each other, and causing father and son to kill each other.

The premise of great rule is great chaos.

If there is no ten rooms and nine empty spaces, how can the world be settled.

"A real person's speech is really mysterious."

Yang Pan didn't care, and invited: "Really, please come inside."

all the way.

Beihuang City looks quite prosperous.

Different northern wilderness tribes, wearing different tribal costumes, led oxen and horses to trade with merchants in the city.

Here, almost everyone carries a weapon.

However, Zhang Heng found that the law and order here was very good, the stone paved ground was very clean, there was no blood left, and there were no unclaimed roadside bones.

"Beihuang City cannot use weapons."

"Otherwise, not only the troublemakers will be executed, but their tribe will also be punished."

"The Twelve Princes implemented new policies in Beihuang City to encourage trade."

"Every day, many tribes come to trade cattle, sheep and horses in exchange for salt, cloth, spices, and tea."

While walking, Yang Pan told Zhang Heng about the Northern Wilderness.

After walking around, we will soon arrive at Prince Min's Mansion.

Zhang Heng said, "They are all castrated stallions. It seems that the Northern Wilderness tribe is also very wary of you."

Yang Pan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Zhang Heng to understand this.

"Yes, in fact, both sides are prepared."

"For example, we strictly forbid the outflow of ironware, and many tribes in the Northern Wilderness do not allow the outflow of mares and stallions that can be saved."

When Yang Pan said this, he paused: "The next step, we are going to loosen trading restrictions and exchange iron ore for mares and stallions that can be kept for breeding."

Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "This is a double-edged sword. The Central Plains lacks horses, while the Northern Wilderness lacks iron ore. It's hard to say who will benefit from the exchange."

Yang Pan nodded and said: "Yes, the forging technology of the Northern Wilderness Tribe is not as good as ours, but the people in the Northern Wilderness Tribe grew up on horseback, and their riding skills are worse than ours."

After a slight pause, he continued: "Actually, compared to iron mines and horses, craftsmen are more important. If a tribe offers a price, if a craftsman goes to join him, he will reward two gold cakes, two slaves, and three women. It's scary."

Zhang Heng was silent for a while: "This tribe, is it the Longevity tribe?"

Yang Pan nodded: "That's them."

(End of this chapter)