The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 465

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There are three thousand states in the world.

One of them is named Yunzhou.

Yunzhou is most famous for three things, martial arts, spirits, and magic weapons.

This is not surprising.

Who made Yunzhou have a Yunwu Mountain, and from it, he stepped out of the world of the best, and pushed the strongest of the ancients and the modern.

nowadays.

Yunzhou is already the base of the martial arts lineage.

Look up.

Every family practiced martial arts, and everyone wore a sword.

There are ignorant teenagers who are mad and chaotic, vowing to cut the world's injustice.

There was an old man with missing teeth who broke grass into a sword and called himself the ninth in the world.

There is also Baiyun City, the holy place of martial arts.

And that, the Martial God of Baiyun who claims to have traversed the world for 500 years and was defeated only once [-] years ago.

"The sound of swords is in the air."

"Yunzhou, a good place."

Looking at the young heroes who rode past in groups of three or five.

Zhang Heng leaned on a bamboo stick and hummed as he walked: "The mountains and waters are beautiful and the sun is high, so good, so the wind is blowing, and the little people come over, happy, happy, happy"

"Young man, you are very elegant."

Not long after gone.

There was laughter in front of me.

Zhang Heng looked up.

There is a small river in front of you, and there is a bonfire by the river. Sitting next to the bonfire is a middle-aged beggar who is drunk and is roasting something to eat.

"young?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while, smiled and shook his head: "Time is not forgiving. You only see my body as young. In fact, I don't dare to talk about youth."

"Oh!"

The middle-aged beggar opened his hazy drunk eyes and looked Zhang Heng up and down for a moment: "It turned out to be the reincarnated old immortal, but the beggar lost his sight."

Done.

The middle-aged beggar untied the red gourd around his waist, raised his hand and threw it at Zhang Heng: "Next."

Zhang Heng waved his hand.

When the wine gourd fell in his hand, he instantly felt that the gourd weighed ten thousand catties.

"I have no other hobbies for beggars."

"One is to eat, the other is to drink, and the third is to make friends."

The beggar guarded the fire and said without raising his head, "Blessed are you, senior, the beggar chicken made by beggars is definitely the best in the world. If you don't dislike it, come and try it."

Zhang Heng has nothing to do with it.

He is a Taoist monk who eats all over the place.

Middle-aged people are homeless beggars who eat from all directions.

Who can despise who.

"Senior, your accent is not from Yunzhou, right?"

Zhang Heng stepped forward.

Put the wine gourd next to the beggar.

The beggar continued to play with the mud balls in the fire, and said casually: "You came at a wrong time. Recently, there is a rumor that people in the Taoist sect want to come to Yunzhou to preach, and there is no doubt that there will be a fight."

"yes."

Zhang Heng really didn't know.

Because of Buddhism or Taoism, he didn't care much about the princes who were facing each other right now.

"You don't know?" The beggar held a fire stick.

"I don't know." Zhang Heng shook his head affirmatively.

"Then do you know me?" the beggar asked again.

"do not know."

Zhang Heng's answer is still affirmative.

Say it to make a joke.

He lived in the mountains for a long time, and did not live in the world.

Not to mention middle-aged beggars.

He didn't even know what Cui Zhoumu in Shunzhou, where he was located, looked like or was called Cui, because he had never inquired about it.

The same is true for experts.

Today, a Jimuli pops up, and tomorrow a nirvana heavenly Buddhist monk pops up.

It's okay to have a big name, I've heard a few.

down.

The lesser name, he has never even heard of it, mainly because he doesn't care.

after all.

Zhang Heng couldn't figure out why he wanted to remember these people.

"I really don't know."

The beggar was a little bewildered.

Zhang Heng did not answer.

Just judging from the beggar's own words, he should be quite famous and belong to the famous masters in the Yunzhou Martial Arts Holy Land.

But he really doesn't know.

In the past, there were 30 Celestial Immortals and hundreds of Earth Immortals in Dali Realm, but now there are probably even more.

It's the Heaven Immortal Ranking and the Earth Immortal Ranking again.

The listeners are big.

Zhang Heng is old.

If this is the time when I just traveled to the Republic of China, I was eager to apprentice everywhere, and I heard about these high-profile guests on the immortal list.

Well now.

I have no interest at all, just seeing the beggar's stunned face, he replied, "Do you know me?"

The beggar looked at Zhang Heng for a long time.

Shaking his head, "I don't know."

Zhang Heng didn't care: "That's right, you don't know me, I don't know you, two strangers meet by chance, why do you have to know each other."

Think about it.

The beggar felt that this was very reasonable, and said happily: "Then let's get to know each other, my name is Huang Chuping, and everyone calls me a drunk beggar. Because I am idle and bored, I am the elder Keqing of Baiyun City. Friend, mind your own business."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng understood.

Daomen people want to extend their power to Yunzhou.

As the elder Keqing of Baiyun City, the sacred place of martial arts in Yunzhou, the beggar waited here for the people of the Taoist sect.

Then I waited for him and regarded him as a villain.

"My name is Zhang Heng."

Seeing that there was a misunderstanding, Zhang Heng also responded one or two: "I came from Anding Mansion in Shunzhou. This Anding Mansion used to be called Anding County. It's a small place, you may not have heard of it."

"As for me, I'm not a Taoist, nor anyone else. Xiaoyao San is the only one, and you don't have to be on guard against me."

Speaking of which.

Zhang Heng glanced at the mud egg on the fire: "Since you have identified the wrong person, do you still have my share of this called Huaji?"

Fragrant.

Make it.

The beggar chicken of the beggar is indeed an exclusive craftsmanship.

Delicious to say the least.

However, Zhang Heng didn't touch the wine gourd.

Although he has no cleanliness addiction, he has not reached the point of drinking with a beggar, you, me, and a gourd-to-mouth drink. Just bring your own drink.

"Senior, Yunzhou is not peaceful right now, why did you come here?"

A chicken eats it up.

Coupled with a few drinks together, Huang Chuping was less prepared.

Zhang Heng didn't hide it from him, and said bluntly: "I have a niece who brought my little tiger to Yunzhou and said that she wanted to attain enlightenment on Yunwu Mountain. In the end, it took eight years to go, okay, they If you don't go back to see me, this old guy like me will come to see them, people, you can't be too serious, the mountains don't come, I can walk to the mountains, this is also a meeting."

Huang Chuping was stunned.

Zhang Heng did not explain.

Because when he wanted to come, whoever had a puppy the size of a puppy with a pink nose and cute eyes, who could roll around in your arms, and a white tiger with a smooth hand, would also like it.

"Heavenly Road Flag!"

Huang Chuping did not wait to ask again.

I saw a flying boat breaking through the sky and heading straight for Yunzhou.

"It's the people from Daomen who have come."

Huang Chuping grabbed the fire stick that was fiddling with the fire, and soared into the sky without turning his head: "Senior, I'll go meet the enemy, it's your own convenience."

"Is it Star Sword Intent?"

Seeing the beggar with his sword soaring into the sky, the will of martial arts echoes the stars far away.

While putting out the fire, Zhang Heng murmured, "A six-hundred-year-old Earth Immortal, and he has the Sword Intent of the Stars, it's not too bad."

Measure one or two.

Even under his sky patching camp, it would be enough to be a corporal.

As for how long it can be done.

Relatively suspended.

After all, Huang Chuping was young, and he entered the land of the fairy a few years ago.

Like a group of elites in the Heaven Patching Camp, all of them are veteran Earth Immortals, and they are the ones who claim to be invincible when placed in the lower realm.

That is, came to the fairyland.

After seeing too many invincibles and invincibles, I gradually realized that I was ordinary and no longer unruly.

Change it to just come.

You said that you fought bloody battles of the same rank, killed eight people in a row, and your sword did not touch blood.

He said that he faced the gods head-on, fought a hundred moves, and retreated calmly.

One by one who has served who.

"The country is so beautiful."

"Unfortunately, if you don't enter Luotian, you will eventually have to worry about your lifespan, but in the realm of Luotian."

Zhang Heng shook his head secretly: "Among the 1 celestial beings, not one or two came out. These lower world celestial beings without inheritance are like dreams after all."

The odds of [-] in [-] seem very high.

But don't forget, the disciples of the great faction are also included in it. The so-called one or two are mostly added after the children of the great faction are promoted.

Compare it.

It's like on a train, asking passengers if you have a ticket.

It's nonsense. It's not.

How to get on the bus without a ticket.

Cultivation is the same.

Just listen to the so-called probability, don't take it seriously.

Those are all fake.

There is really only one, that is, there has been no war in the fairyland for a long time, it has been stable for too long, and the class is basically fixed.

Describe it.

What is the cultivation base and status of your patriarch, minus one level, in the future, your upper limit will probably be like that.

Your patriarch is Daluo Jinxian, it is easier for you to be a Taiyi Jinxian.

It cannot be said that it is impossible to equalize the founder of the clan, but it is difficult.

As for the blue one.

Zhang Heng has heard of it, but never seen it.

Small sects and small sects are okay, and there is basically no such phenomenon in higher-level sects.

Take Zhang Heng himself.

The position of Da Luo of the Great Mao Patriarch is a certainty.

Nanhua Patriarch is stronger, and the title of Daluo has been added: Lord of the Thousands, Great Magicians.
Blue out of blue.

How dare you think now, it's too far away.

Instead of thinking about this, it's more practical to think about Fairy Chang'e and the like.

of course.

More practical is now to play the little tiger.

Zhang Heng thought happily, and came to the foot of Yunwu Mountain in a blink of an eye.

"Yunwu Mountain"

Yunwu Mountain towers into the clouds.

But the higher one is not the mountain, but the Martial Dao Heavenly Monument towering into the clouds in the valley.

It is unknown how the stele came to be.

I only know that this is the origin of the martial arts of the Dalijie. I don’t know how many people have comprehended here for countless years, and left their own insights.

Zhang Heng doubted.

This may be something of the witch clan.

Many worlds have this thing, which is completely used to spread martial arts.

of course.

It is also possible that it was made in the ancestral land of the human race.

Because so far, both the Wu clan and the human clan have made great efforts in martial arts. Many people speculate that there should be martial ancestors in the world, that is, martial arts saints, but they have not yet been born.

There are, however, many people who oppose this view.

If martial arts should produce a saint, suppress Qi.

So the method of star cultivation practiced by Heavenly Court over the years, as well as the method of opening up the way of the world in the body, should it also produce a saint?

Yes.

As for the demon clan, the demon clan has been researching the method of bloodline cultivation, is there another saint?

If this is out.

Old Ancestor Ming He was not convinced.

The ancestor of Minghe created the Ashura tribe, and was born with the slaughter and annihilation.

Count it up.

Is it right to be sanctified? After all, the saint Nuwa of your demon clan represents life and creation.

You are sanctified, and I do the opposite, representing killing and annihilation. Shouldn’t you be sanctified?

You say you should.

Moro dared to jump out and hit him to death.

Mara is the opposite, the great enemy of Buddha.

Nowadays, Buddhism has two shrines to suppress qi, how to calculate it, it is impossible to say that Moruo is not enlightened.

Moro Yicheng.

The Great Heavenly Venerate also had something to say.

Heaven and earth should have their belongings, and all things should have their rules.

I am the Great Heavenly Sovereign, in charge of the rules and regulations, the rule of law, and the kingly way, domineering, benevolence and Taoism.

Chaos.

messed up
In the end, the candle dragon who guards time, Nanhua Patriarch who represents freedom and illusion, Chen Tuan who represents dreams and illusions, Confucius and Mencius who represents inheritance and hope, and Zhao Tianjun who represents interests and values.

Each and every one of them has their eyes lit up.

The case started.

Because according to this statement, who is not a saint of heaven.

"In the world, nine is the greatest number."

"According to the speculation of the major forces, now that the nine saints are out, there should be no more saints, if there is a tenth saint."

Zhang Heng thought.

If there is a tenth saint in heaven and earth, and the established technique is broken, the world will probably undergo great changes.

future.

It is not the so-called nine saints, it may be ninety saints, nine hundred saints, or even three thousand saints.

As for how to get to this point.

he does not know.

I only know that there will be such a day, when some people laugh, there must be more people crying, because it has always been the case.

"Fairy Lu is so powerful. Chen Batian of Baiyun City has always been known as the No. 1 martial artist of the younger generation. I didn't expect to lose to Fairy Lu with just half a stick of incense."

"That's right, Fairy Lu should be No. 1 in the circle of martial artists in the entire True Wonderland, not to mention the younger generation."

"Not only, let alone the martial artist lineage, I think it is the whole world, all the true fairyland monks in all schools, maybe no one can beat Lu Fairy, Lu Fairy is the first true fairy in the big glass world."

People haven't seen it yet.

There will be a reputation first.

Looking at the three excited young warriors who came down from the mountain, Zhang Heng asked, "You said Fairy Lu, but Lu Sheng?"

Hear this.

The three looked at each other and laughed: "In the world, is there a second female cultivator with the surname Lu who can match the name of Fairy Lu?"

Zhang Heng is very happy.

His younger generation can make a name for himself, and his uncle's face is bright, so he asks again: "What happened on the mountain, why are so many people coming down."

One person explained happily: "Although the stele of martial arts starts from the ground, on Yunwu Mountain, one can better understand the stele, so the stronger the person, the higher the position on the mountain, Fairy Lu because of a good position, I met Chen Batian in Baiyun City, but Chen Batian was defeated, and the title of the first true immortal in the martial arts might change hands."

Another person added: "You didn't see Chen Batian's face. Chen Batian is only 36 years old this year. Since he was born, the Chen family has been building up momentum for him, building a name of invincibility. Imagine raising an invincible overlord like Li Huang , Now it seems that the bamboo basket is empty."

"No forgiveness!"

Just heard two sentences.

Someone in the sky tore through the space.

At first glance, this is an angry-haired and bearded old man, stepping on the thunder and fire, and screaming in the sky: "Little beast, An dare to ruin my son's invincible road!"

"Ah, it's Chen Batian's Taoist protector."

"It's over, it's over, Chen Batian was born in the Chen family in Yunzhou. This is a tyrannical family in the Holy Land of Martial Arts."

The movement of the old man was not small.

The following people saw him, and soon someone recognized his origin.

"Old bangzi, invincibility is destined by boxing, Chen Batian is defeated, how dare you make a noise!"

Seems like a response.

On Baiyun Mountain, a goddess rose up into the air and greeted the old man directly: "I think you are here to fight, fuck you."

Uh.
Hear the goddess spit fragrance.

Zhang Heng's smile stiffened on his face.

"Lu Sheng beast!"

below.

There was a little girl standing on the top of the hill, waving a small fist: "Put his eyes out, stab his nose, and kill this old wretched calf."

(End of this chapter)