The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 339
When drunk, he turned on the lamp to watch the sword, dreaming back to blow the horns and even camp.

Eight hundred miles away, under his command, the fifty strings turned over the sound of the cock, and the battlefield was in the fall.

War is cruel.

In the face of war, you have only two choices, resist or surrender.

With the advance of the Xianmen army, Maitreya retreated steadily.

Originally, the two sides had the power to fight, but Yun Lingzhi's fighting took away a quarter of the true immortals on Maitreya's side, and the core strength of Maitreya's domain was no longer enough to resist the fairy gate.

A city, the fall of a city.

A region, a surrender of a region.

Xianmen's offensive was fast and swift.

But when an era ends, there will never be a shortage of martyrs.

The same is true for Maitreya Holy Land.

The desperate resistance of some disciples caused a lot of damage to Xianmen.

At the level of ordinary people, some believers who are loyal to Maitreya also secretly began to gather together to fight against the immortal sect.

Although it is said that the most common foundation-establishing disciple can wipe out a rebel group of hundreds of people.

However, the guerrilla warfare like the people's war still made the Xianmen side exhausted. In name, they occupied a certain place, but in fact, these people only surrendered on the surface, and they have been secretly promoting the idea of ​​defending the family and defending the sect.

Zhang Heng went out for a walk.

In some cities in the Maitreya domain, he saw many leaflets posted by ordinary people to resist to the end.

These people, especially the believers, have a strong resistance to Xianmen.

Zhang Heng asked himself, even if Maitreya is defeated, it may not be possible to completely conquer this land within a few generations.

"Zhang Heng, I am the special envoy of the sect, you can call me Elder Bai Nian."

Zhang Heng is refining alchemy today.

With the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged beautiful woman walked into the camp.

She looks to be in her 30s, wearing a phoenix hairpin, the image of a very dignified and noble wife, wearing a cheongsam with high slits, and her fair legs make people think about it.

Zhang Heng didn't dare to look more.

Because he didn't know how many of the female monks under the fairy sect were really female monks.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang Heng's attitude was flat.

After 50 years of ups and downs, his generation has grown up.

In addition to Yun Lingzhi's promotion to a true immortal, people like Liu Wu and Zhang Yitong also have half-step true immortal cultivation. Naturally, Zhang Heng also let go of some cultivation appropriately, showing a perfect fit state and getting along with everyone on the same level.

Therefore, for them, the elders of the real fairyland are not far away, and they can be regarded as equals.

"Yun Lingzhi fell, and Cui Min died in battle."

"The four masters of the Immortal Sect have gone to the second place. The ancestors discussed and planned to put you in the true sequence and supplement the position of the four masters. What do you think?"

Elder Bai spoke in a deliberative tone.

She had investigated Zhang Heng before she came here, and if she didn't look at it, she would not know that Zhang Heng has been in the first echelon since the day he entered the Immortal Gate, and he has both alchemy and magic.

It's just that unlike Yun Lingzhi and the others, Zhang Heng doesn't seem to want to be famous.

He seldom walks around in front of people on weekdays, and has been obsessed with alchemy and practice for a long time, looking a bit like an ascetic.

Otherwise, the former Four Masters of Xianmen should be the Five Masters.

"True legend!"

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

He doesn't care about the position of Zhenzhuan, but after being promoted to Zhenzhuan, he will have access to the core technique of the fairy gate, the Yaochi Xianjing, which is still attractive to Zhang Heng.

Now he can be promoted to the true biography without paying anything, and he has to read the fairy scriptures, so he has no reason to refuse.

"I'm OK."

Zhang Heng didn't refuse, but added after agreeing: "But I'm an alchemist, so don't count on me for shouting and killing."

Elder Bai smiled with satisfaction: "Working for the immortal sect is not just fighting and killing. The development of the sect is inseparable from the assistance of pills. Your battlefield is in the alchemy room."

Zhang Heng nodded lightly.

Not long after, Xianmen announced the news that he was promoted to a true disciple.

It's just that unlike Yun Lingzhi's promotion, the current battle situation is corrupt and it is not suitable for holding a true biography banquet.

Zhang Heng doesn't care, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, just show him the Jade Pond Immortal Scripture.

"The Book"

fairy gate.

Inside the library.

Zhang Heng took out the sealed Yaochi Immortal Scripture from the jade box, his brows slightly frowned.

In his previous thinking, the Yaochi Immortal Scripture should be the same as the Shangqing Great Cave Scripture, a superior Taoist book that directly points to the Golden Immortal level.

But this time he saw the problem.

The Yaochi Immortal Scriptures in the cataclysmic world are not complete, and the highest one can only cultivate to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Moreover, as an immortal cultivator who has been exposed to advanced martial arts, Zhang Heng always felt that the Yaochi Immortal Scripture in his hand was almost meaningless, as if it had been cut out of a paperback.

"really."

The law is not passed on lightly.

Zhang Heng saw this Yaochi Immortal Scripture and knew that those bosses did not regard the cataclysmic world as a real inheritance.

Take these exercises as an example, they are just simplified and weakened versions of the genuine ones. Although they can be practiced, they are not of the same level as the original ones.

If we say that the genuine Yaochi Xianjing is a superior Taoist book that directly points to the Golden Immortal Avenue.

Then the Yaochi Immortal Scripture that has been deleted and weakened is at most counted as the Zhongcheng Taoist Scripture. In comparison, it is equivalent to reducing the Beiming Divine Art to become the Star Absorbing Dafa.

A monk who has never been exposed to the Taoist scriptures is like a warrior who has never learned the best exercises.

In their view, the Dafa of absorbing stars is already an excellent magical skill.

But in Zhang Heng's eyes, it wasn't good enough.

Chicken ribs, chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard.

"It's no wonder that in the past 2000 years, the catastrophic world has not produced a fairy."

"Looking at it now, it's not just that this group of people lack Daoism, but also their cultivation techniques."

Zhang Heng put the Yaochi Immortal Scripture back into the jade box, and thought a little playfully: "If someone really uses this weakened version of the Immortal Scripture to cultivate into a celestial being in the cataclysmic world, will the upper world recognize this kind of celestial being?"

I should admit it.

The weakened version of the fairy scriptures can be cultivated into heavenly immortals, and the revised version cannot fly.

However, judging from this celestial scripture, those bigwigs from the upper world who descended from the inheritance never thought of letting the monks who changed the cataclysmic world ascend.

The cataclysmic world is just a playground in the upper realm.

Pass down the inheritance, let everyone create a holy land and compete with each other.

In essence, it's just a group of bigwigs in the sky, watching the people below play house.

"A bit disappointed."

"But it doesn't matter, the inheritance of alchemy has not been tampered with, and my trip to this world has been worthwhile."

Zhang Heng soon stopped thinking about Yaochi Xianjing.

People can't be too greedy.

He has been able to refine all kinds of elixir that strengthens the body and strengthens mana, and the realm of the earth fairy is just around the corner.

Compared with the realm of cultivation, one or two immortal scriptures are harmless.

"Brother Zhang."

Go out from the Sutra Pavilion.

Liu Wu was waiting for him at the door.

"Senior Brother Yun's matter, Senior Sister Zhang has already told me, Hong Zu."

Liu Wu's expression changed, and he hesitated to speak several times.

"You just need to know about it."

Zhang Heng waved his hand, and didn't let him continue, only said: "Be careful."

"Ah."

Liu Wu nodded heavily.

Although from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to believe that Yun Lingzhi died at the hands of Hongzu because he was spied on by Hongzu because of his great luck.

But over the years, Zhang Heng has helped him a lot.

He didn't have to believe what Zhang Yitong said, but he couldn't ignore what Zhang Heng said.

"Luck!"

Liu Wu looked towards the forbidden area and sighed secretly: "I'm the next one?"

(End of this chapter)