The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 453 The Old Mountain God Returns to Tiger Mountain in the Night

"Miao Zhu Ye"

Under the Tiger Mountain.

There is a quiet little mountain village.

Zhuangzi is not big, it goes in and out in four directions, with a small lake behind it, behind the lake is a forest, and outside the forest there are hundreds of acres of fields.

See Zhang Henglai.

The bull demons guarding the villa all lowered their eyebrows.

speak up.

Bull demon is really easy to use.

It's okay to put on the iron armor, just to be the soldier who guards the house.

When something happens, the plow is put on the cart, and it is also used to pull the cart and plow the land.

One monster for two purposes, one fish for two meals, wine and meat for one meal, and manna and weeds for one meal, who would not love such an economical and affordable subordinate.

"Is the uncle asleep?"

Now this villa.

It was originally prepared by Zhang Heng for Brother Zhang, and it was wasted for some years, but it doesn't matter, it will be used now.

"not yet."

The cow monsters were simple and flattering: "The third grandma came in the evening, and she brought Zhu Sheng and Zhu Qian, who said they came to check the door. The two little guys are very good at talking, and even brought a lot of smiles with the uncle. "

"Ah."

Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

The third grandmother in the mouth of the cow demon is the third sister, Zhu Sheng, and Zhu Qian are the two children of the third sister's eldest son Zhu Chao, so they call him uncle.

On weekdays.

The child lived with Zhu Chao and his wife in the county, and did not come back once every month.

As for Brother Zhu.

The old man is also in his fifties, but he just can't stay idle. I heard that during this period of time, he is going to visit friends in the streets. He said that he wants to pull the commercial banks in various counties to set up some kind of joint chamber of commerce, so as to leave something for his children and grandchildren.

Zhang Heng didn't bother.

One generation, two generations, three or four generations, children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

Except for these few immediate people around him, Zhang Heng didn't care much about the rest, just let it go.

"Big brother."

The lamp was on in the study.

The maid is adding fragrance to her sleeves, while the elder brother is writing something.

"You haven't recovered from your injury, why don't you cultivate yourself?"

Zhang Heng was a little puzzled.

"The fourth brother is here."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, the eldest brother said with a haggard face: "I am also a martial arts practitioner, and my body is not that weak. Besides, didn't you use spells to help me recover? Just take care of the rest. It doesn’t take much effort to move the pen.”

heard.

Zhang Heng stepped forward to have a look.

It was discovered that the elder brother wrote a summary of martial arts.

To say weak.

His eldest brother also cultivated three veins, although he didn't have any great achievements, he was dabbled in martial arts.

I sorted out one or two of my martial arts over the years, wrote them into a book, and focused on describing the details and distinctions of the breakthroughs in each stage. Such a book is enough to be called a treasure in a small and medium-sized martial arts family.

"Your third sister is here today."

"I also brought two juniors from the Zhu family. I was very moved after seeing it."

"So I thought about it. If I am idle, I am idle. Why not organize what I have learned over the years and write a book about martial arts, magic, and Confucianism."

As Brother Zhang said, he couldn't help sighing: "Although I haven't cultivated anything, I have to find something to do for myself. Now I can't do much with my body."

Hear this.

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Brother, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Isn't it just that the Zifu was broken and the soul and blood were scattered? It doesn't matter. In the past, you cultivated the three veins concurrently, and your foundation was messed up. I said, this is the opportunity God gave you to re-reform, and if you were yourself, you might be reluctant to re-reform your San Gong."

"Fourth, I have convinced you."

Brother Zhang was a little annoyed: "You are the one who talks about the east, you are the one who talks about the west, you are the one who talks about the blessing, and you are the one who talks about the misfortune. You are more talkative than my master Tianming Daoist. You have exhausted all the words. You really are a good person." man."

Uh.
Zhang Heng is also helpless.

Because the fact is so, how to say it seems to scold him.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you, you are always more reasonable than me, I can't say no to you." Brother Zhang changed the subject, and asked along the matter of re-cultivating Sangong: "You said that if I didn't have three Not one pulse, but one focus, after more than 30 years, is it also a fairy?"

"this one"

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

Looking at Brother Zhang's expectant eyes, he still shook his head.

Things don't work out that way.

What is a fairy.

It is the sublimation of mortals and the detachment of the world.

Want to become a fairy.

It is about to cross into an immortal calamity, and the immortal calamity is so easy to cross.

Whether it's the eldest brother or the second brother, they are all the cultivation bases piled up from medicine jars, and their skills have improved, but there are no matching skills, secret techniques, unique skills, or supernatural powers at all.

Compare it.

When Zhang Heng was not a fairy, the panel should be like this.

Zhang Heng.

Cultivation realm: refining emptiness and harmony.

Spells: Lei Fa·True Fairyland, Talisman·True Fairyland, Please Divine Art·True Fairyland, Xuanyuan Sword Art·True Fairyland, Shangqing Great Cave Scripture·True Fairyland, Huangtian Jing·True Fairyland, Sanshan Secret Art·True Fairyland.

A series of true fairy level skill levels.

Even if he doesn't become a fairy, he still has the strength to strike a real fairy.

So he goes through the robbery, just like taking a bath.

It passed easily, absolutely no difficulty.

Big brother and second brother.

He doesn't know much about the eldest brother, but the second brother is no stranger, he even asked a few days ago.

The sword control technique in Xuanyuan Sword Jue is just capable of controlling a hundred swords, and bears the name of a martial sage, and its combat power is definitely the bottom of the existence in the same realm.

Talk about crossing the catastrophe, how to cross it.

If you want to cross into an immortal calamity, you must have an attack spell that reaches the fairyland to break the thunder calamity.

Or a defensive fairy-like technique, use it to protect yourself.

Nothing but mana.

It doesn't matter if General Leihuo is your father, he will kill you with a single thunderbolt.

Big brother's roots and savvy.

A little stronger than the second brother, but also limited in strength, look at what the second brother looks like, and you can probably see his shadow.

Let alone 30 years.

In another 30 years, it will be like this bear.

Don't even think about crossing the catastrophe and becoming a fairy.

Bubble Chang'e fairy is also easier.

"Can't you?"

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't speak.

Brother Zhang's already sickly complexion was a little darker.

Zhang Heng saw this.

Instead of talking about this issue, he changed his mouth and said, "Brother, I saw Ji Jun today."

"Ji Jun?"

hear the name.

Brother Zhang trembled all over, and then relaxed again.

He has already lost.

The defeat was very complete.

Whether it is Tiandaozong or Ji Jun, it has nothing to do with him.

after all.

Ji Jun is very talented.

He had cultivated for 30 years earlier, and he was not a single enemy of others.

Now that it has been abolished, if it is repaired again, when the mana is cultivated and the primordial spirit is cultivated, I am afraid that Ji Jun will already be a giant.

"Brother, you don't have to be so pessimistic."

"Actually, Ji Jun is not Ji Jun."

"He should be called Ji Muli. He is the reincarnation of the founder of the Heavenly Dao Sect who died in battle 30 years ago. It is not wrong for you to lose to him."

Seeing him frosted like eggplant.

Zhang Heng paused, and then said: "Speaking of which, I could have kept him, but I thought about it and I didn't do that."

Hear this.

Brother Zhang cheered up: "You want me to regain my strength and regain what I lost, don't you?"

Uh.
Zhang Heng was silent for a while.

He didn't want to hurt his elder brother's self-confidence, but there was no way to lie about this kind of thing, it was no good, so he could only say softly: "Brother, I think so, Ji Muli is a good whetstone, just break it like this It's a pity to lose it in my hands, why don't you leave it to Lu Sheng, if she wants to achieve something in the future and get out of this world, she must have such tempering."

"That's it"

Big brother Zhang nodded silently like a deflated balloon: "Lu Sheng is a good boy. I heard from my second child that he is a real genius. Unlike us, when we talk about green leaves, they are not even green leaves. They are just weeds." one."

"Master, the old tiger is here."

Don't wait to go on.

A blue light flashed.

Tang Jian's figure appeared at the door.

"Well, I see."

Zhang Heng nodded to show that he knew, and then told Brother Zhang: "Brother, don't delay your good deeds. You know the situation of my second brother and I, and the inheritance of incense depends on you."

Open your mouth.

Brother Zhang didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

"Marry a wife, have children, and honor the elders."

After Zhang Heng left.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Brother Zhang was a little dazed: "Is it possible that my future is to marry more than a dozen wives, walk birds in cages all day long, and fish in the south of the Yangtze River?"

thinking.

The more I think about it, the more I feel chest tightness, and I feel so depressed that I want to vomit blood: "God, please look at me, the earth, please help me, I have worked hard for 30 years, and I have never slacked off. Talent, talent, why is it so important? Is it true? Is it because the fate is fixed, and the ants cannot change their fate?"

No one knows the sigh under the night.

a time.

Even the moon is hiding behind the clouds.

As if the light never shined.

"forward"

the other side.

In front of the temple.

The old tiger looked at Zhang Heng and Zhang Heng who had turned into light.

He wanted to call him senior, but Zhang Heng looked young, matching his daughter as a brother and sister.

Call your nephew.

He was also afraid that Zhang Heng would be angry, and he didn't have such a big face.

"Just call me Zhang Heng."

Zhang Heng also saw the embarrassment of the old tiger, and said with a smile: "You are Mengmeng's father, Mengmeng and I, I am his half brother, half father, and half master, the relationship between us It’s really troublesome to talk about.”

Hear this.

The old tiger relaxed instead.

Because he is not a fool, he can hear Zhang Heng's love for his daughter.

It's just that the awe that should be there is still there.

The old tiger thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Master Zhang, judging by your style and style, you should be from the Taoist sect. I don't know which sect it is?"

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "I know what you want to ask. In fact, Mengmeng also knows my origin. I come from the upper realm, and I was born in Jurong Maoshan. , then it is considered to be there."

Tianxia Daomen is a family.

This statement is the same as Zhang's surname is a family in the world. It is too far-fetched and unrealistic.

After thinking about it for a while, the old tiger knew that Zhang Heng probably had nothing to do with the Daomen in the Dali Realm, otherwise such a strong man would not bother to deny anything.

"Upper Bound!"

The old tiger squinted his eyes.

He is not a peddler, and when he reaches the level of a fairy god, he will not know anything about his own world.

I just don't know if the upper bound that Zhang Heng said is the same place as he thought, so he tentatively asked, "Really, the upper bound you're talking about is the South China world?"

"South China Realm?"

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment: "The upper boundary of Dali Realm is Nanhua Realm?"

"You don't know?"

The old tiger was very surprised.

The Dali Realm belongs to the Nanhua Realm, isn't this something known to all gods, otherwise where would they soar.

"So coincidentally?"

See the expression of the old tiger.

Zhang Heng was actually even more confused.

No wonder the little tiger always has butterflies to play with it. Before that, he thought that Patriarch Nanhua was getting old and had nothing to do. He flew around as a butterfly all day long, and he met him by chance this time.

Watch now.

The absurd knocked on the absurd door and arrived at the absurd house.

It's ridiculous.

He also thought about it, the patriarch is really free all day long, and he can still take care of his children.

Watch now.

He wandered around under the eyes of the patriarch all day long, and the patriarch couldn't help but come and see him.

"It's a mess."

"The drunk goes home and doesn't recognize his family."

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

It's also his fault, he lives in a simple place all day long, and he never cared which upper realm of the Dali Realm is.

after all.

There are too many middle-thousand worlds.

Some belong to the Three Thousand Great World, some directly belong to the Earth Immortal Realm, and some form their own systems.

In theory.

The chance of him entering the Zhongqian World under the South China Realm is not even one in a billion, so it turned out to be a joke.

"Ok?"

Think of jokes.

Zhang Heng was a little distracted again.

The Dali Realm is the Zhongqian World, a subordinate of the Nanhua Realm. Does this mean that the Li Emperor rebelled under the nose of the Nanhua Patriarch?

something.

Lihuang probably doesn't know who the Patriarch Nanhua is and what he cultivates.

If he knew that Patriarch Nanhua practiced the Huangtian Xiaoyao Sutra, he has achieved great freedom, and he is also a giant-level supernatural power in the fairy world.

Ok?
wrong.

He is too familiar with the anti-day business.

This Emperor Li is also against the sky, and he is under the Nanhua Realm again.

hiss!
What he doesn't know is the Huang Tian Jing, so he must be from the same school as him.

There is no reason.

If he has cultivated the Yellow Heaven Scripture and is already the strongest overlord in a world, then he should build the Yellow Heaven Altar and change the world, why bother to fight the way of heaven.

Desperate is no way.

Moreover, Li Huang is a warrior, and even forged the heart of the overlord, it doesn't look like he has cultivated the Yellow Heaven Scripture.

"Li Huang should not be from my lineage."

Zhang Heng estimated.

It should be due to his natural talent that Lihuang can be what he is today, and has nothing to do with Nanhua Patriarch, nor is he of Nanhua's lineage.

The reason why he doesn't care about him is purely because Patriarch Nanhua's character is like this, there is no need to care about him, and there is no need to care about him.

otherwise.

Since Li Huang is from the lineage of Patriarch Nanhua, how could he destroy Buddhism.

Buddha is fine.

It's not a good thing, but he is a Taoist himself, so he can't destroy himself by himself.

"Zhang Heng, I feel the call of the blood, it's so strange."

was thinking.

The little tiger walked out on tiptoe, yelling, and walking out with sleepy eyes.

"Mengmeng!"

Hear the call.

The little tiger didn't care.

It wasn't until he saw the middle-aged man standing beside Zhang Heng that he woke up suddenly: "Father?"

"Cute."

looking at the daughter.

The old tiger looked bitter, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't say anything, and finally just sighed: "It's been hard for you these years."

silence.

After 30 years, the past is like dust and wind.

Looking at the old tiger in front of him.

Under the eyes of the little tiger, there is alienation, guard, and longing, which is very complicated.

"Old Tiger, we are not in a hurry, you can talk to Mengmeng first, you must have a lot to say to her."

See what both sides look like.

Zhang Heng also sighed.

He didn't know why the old tiger was so obsessed with the death plan back then.

Doesn't he know that no matter whether the fraudulent surrender is a success or a failure, it will take three years and three years, decades in a blink of an eye.

He walked with ease.

Little tiger has no father or mother, how sad life is.

To know.

The previous temple wishes were not a good thing.

That is, he is here.

Without him, the little tiger would have been bullied to death.

To put it bluntly, he was locked in a dog cage every day, beaten all over his body with bruises and tears in his eyes.

"Every family has its cupboard."

Hear Zhang Heng's words.

The old tiger also had a sad face, and begged the tiger Mengmeng: "Accompany Dad to the back mountain for a walk, okay?"

The little tiger looked at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng knew that Little Tiger was a little scared, and wanted him to go with him, but he couldn't, and it wasn't suitable for him.

"go Go."

Zhang Heng squeezed the little tiger's ears: "The sky has no heart, the earth has no law, don't be afraid of everything."

The little tiger rubbed against him.

Then he followed the old tiger carefully.

Look at the way it looks back three times.

Zhang Heng smiled.

It was only later that I noticed that outside the gazebo, beside the jade pillar, a butterfly had stopped at some point.

"Butterfly?"

Zhang Heng looked at the butterfly.

After a while, he suddenly said: "Patriarch, stop playing, is Li Huang your disciple?"

clap clap clap.
It seemed to be alarmed by Zhang Heng.

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew towards the back mountain.

Look at the direction the butterfly is leaving.

Zhang Heng nodded secretly.

Fly also.

Not also!

Sure enough, this is a wild child that no one wants.

(End of this chapter)