The heavens start from Maoshan

"No, no..."

Zhang Heng shook his head and refused: "Your cultivation speed can't keep up with my cultivation speed. I will take you by my side and leave you alone. It's not suitable. Leave you alone, and it will make me worry a lot more."

"I am a person who hates trouble. You help me conquer the Nine-Tails Demon Village, and I will let you stay in these six hundred miles of mountains to be a happy king. In this way, the fate between you and me will be over."

Put the words down.

Zhang Heng rode into the wind and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

Looking at Zhang Heng's disappearing back.

General Niu was not happy, but sighed uncontrollably.

Because it knows that a sentence of fate means that there will be no chance to meet again in this life.

In the future, it may be able to become the master of the six hundred miles of mountains and rivers like the Nine-tailed Demon King, but it will not have the celestial destiny to go to a higher level.

Chapter 1 Eighty: Overnight at Lanruo Temple

"Make it up!"

Yaodan bubble wine, the more you drink, the more delicious it becomes.

Back in his own courtyard, Zhang Heng took a sip of the medicinal wine, only to feel the warm current rising from his belly, straight to the sky.

Let out a breath.

Under the blessing of the medicinal wine, the speed of mana condensing suddenly increased a lot, like installing a rocket engine on a snail, it was unreasonably fast.

"The sun and the moon take root, guard the gold and hide the jade, control the gods, who is the king of immortals, discard the false and keep the true, the voice of the earth, the law has no rotation, my words come true..."

Zhang Heng lay cross-legged on the ground, refining mana from the Dadong scriptures of the Qing Dynasty.

An hour later, the last trace of medicinal power was exhausted.

Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes, and whispered: "One sip of medicinal wine, one hour of tempering, can support me for three days of hard work. If there are enough demon pills in the Dao realm, one day can be used for ten days. As the saying goes, Dharma, wealth, spouse, and land, it really is true when I saw it today!"

Shake the wine gourd.

The demon pill is soaked in wine, and the speed of automatic disintegration is not fast.

According to past experience, the medicinal wine brewed from this He Dao Realm Demon Pill can last him about half a year.

Zhang Heng calculated.

It would probably allow him to reach the perfection of the Void Returning Realm in his cultivation base, and hope to join the Dao.

"Three years!"

Zhang Heng thought of Cui Hongjian who was far away in the capital, and that thousand-year-old centipede spirit, Pudu Cihang.

If his expectations are correct, the cultivation realms of Pudu Cihang and Heishan Laoyao should be at the perfect level of He Dao Realm, and their combat power is comparable to Sanxian, but not at the level of True Immortals.

If he reached the Dao Composite Realm, he would have room to fight the two.

As for now, Zhang Heng doesn't pay attention to the ordinary demon kings and ghost kings who are in the Tao realm by returning to the void and slashing the way. If they are too powerful, they can't do it.

The weakest one is the Nine-Tailed Demon King, whose main body is not a rare species, but an ordinary black fox.

There is no heel, no powerful magic weapon, no adventures and powerful spells, and it is the bottom existence in the realm of harmony.

up.

It is the thousand-year tree spirit of Lanruo Temple.

The thousand-year-old tree essence has taken root in Lanruo Temple, listened to the Buddha's teachings, watched the Buddha's magic, and comprehended the infinite magic way from the Buddha's teachings.

Although there is no magic weapon to protect the body, the method is good. It is much better than the three monsters who have no heel, no magical method, and no magic weapon.

In addition, he has been operating in Lanruo Temple for thousands of years and occupies a favorable location. His strength is considered to be at the middle level among the demon kings in the Hedao realm.

Of course, the shortcomings of the Millennium Dryad are also obvious.

It was born from a big tree, the tree moved to death, and the people moved to live, so it couldn't leave the boundary of Lanruo Temple easily.

It's easy to kill it.

An airship, two hundred tons of herbicide,

Sprinkle it down from the sky, and make sure it will cry for its father and mother.

The only concern is that the Yimu essence may be damaged when the herbicide is applied.

There is only this little valuable thing on Grandma Shu, and if it is destroyed, it will lose everything.

Zhang Heng is not aggressive.

His purpose is not to kill the thousand-year-old dryad, but to get the essence of Yimu to strengthen his body and mana.

Losing money in business cannot be done.

July...

The road of life is as long as a dream.

The road is windy and frosty, and the windy frost hits the face.

With the advent of July, the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story 1 is about to begin.

Zhang Heng has been waiting for this day for a long time.

As soon as July came, he rode a white horse and held a sword, and left Shiliting Town to Guobei County, planning to follow Yan Chixia to snatch the head, and take the Yimu essence from Grandma Shu to drink.

"Hero, hero!"

official road.

Zhang Hengzheng rode the horse leisurely.

A scholar carrying a bamboo basket waved at him again and again: "Hero, how can I get to Guobei County? I lost my map, and it's hard to tell the direction for a while."

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng reined in the reins and looked at the scholar intently.

Square scarves, Confucian robes, bamboo baskets, cloth shoes with open toes, isn't this Ning Caichen?

What a coincidence, I ran into it halfway.

"I'm going to Guobei County, if you want, just follow me."

It wasn't the first day Zhang Heng came out to hang out.

I've seen all kinds of protagonists a lot, and I don't have any feelings for Ning Caichen, and I just treat him as a passerby with a normal heart.

"Thank you hero, Xiaosheng Ning Caichen, I don't know what to call a hero?"

Ning Caichen followed Zhang Heng's horse, saw him riding a white horse with a sword on his waist, and his bearing was extraordinary, so he immediately became friends with him.

"My name is Zhang Heng, I'm not a hero."

Zhang Heng replied casually, and then stopped talking.

Ning Caichen rejected the door, smiled awkwardly, and followed behind three steps at a time.

As for leaving by himself, Ning Caichen never thought about it.

Because everyone is a person who walks the rivers and lakes, walking in groups is safer than going alone.

What's more, Zhang Heng said that he is not a hero, but his demeanor is not fake, and there are two brushes when he looks at it.

Ning Caichen asked himself, if there were bandits blocking the way or beasts hurting people, he would be safer with Zhang Hengding in front.

Boom! !

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a thunder.

Zhang Heng looked up to the sky, and the sky in July really changed as it said it would.

"Brother Zhang, it seems to be raining."

Ning Caichen tightened his grip and asked, "How far are we from Guobei County?"

"How far?"

Zhang Heng estimated in his heart: "There are still more than twenty miles."

"so far?"

tick...

Just as he was talking, a drop of rain hit Ning Caichen's face, Ning Caichen wiped it off with his hand, and said with a wry smile, "It seems we are going to get wet in the rain."

"No, you're going to rain."

Zhang Heng used his mana and held the water-avoiding formula in his hand.

The raindrops fell from the sky, but they didn't fall on him at all. Ning Caichen, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded.

"Brother Zhang, you are not a fairy, are you? You are so powerful!"

It rained lightly.

Ning Caichen followed Zhang Heng tremblingly, holding an old and worn umbrella.

Zhang Heng ignored him.

Riding on a horse, leisurely and contented.

Occasionally take a sip of medicinal wine, or scratch the horse's neck, carefree like a fairy.

Boom! !

The rain is getting heavier.

A few miles away, the light rain has turned into a downpour.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhang Heng looked at the map, then at Ning Caichen, who was drenched in water, and said, "This place is still more than ten miles away from Guobei County. I'm afraid you can't support it with your small body." We have arrived, fortunately, there is an ancient temple in front of us, named Lanruo Temple, I am going to visit friends in Lanruo Temple, you should come with me, when the time comes, I will light a fire to keep out the cold, and I will go on my way when the rain clears tomorrow."

Ning Caichen was drenched and trembling: "Brother Zhang, let's go to Lanruo Temple quickly."

"Not urgent."

Zhang Heng took out a magic talisman and said, "I want to ride a horse and run. You can't keep up. Here is a magic talisman. You can stick it on your body and you can go faster."

Done.

Before Ning Caichen could speak, Zhang Heng shot out a magic talisman.

As soon as the talisman fell down, Ning Caichen felt as light as a swallow. After walking for a day, his numb legs also regained consciousness.

"Brother Zhang, I'm so relaxed now!"

Ning Caichen jumped up and down, his body was extremely light.

Zhang Heng was not surprised, and said bluntly: "Follow me!"

drive! !

The white horse galloped forward like a wild horse.

Behind, Ning Caichen followed closely with his legs like the wind.

When it stopped, the stone tablet of Lanruo Temple came into view, and the heavy rain also turned to heavy rain.

"Lanruo Temple!"

Ning Caichen read the stone tablet word by word.

After reading it, I couldn't help but shuddered: "What a gloomy ancient temple!"

It's summer time.

The abandoned Lanruo Temple is hidden among the woods and weeds.

At first glance, the stone steps of the temple are covered with moss, and the courtyard walls are entangled with vines and morning glory, giving people a sense of desolation and horror.

"gloomy?"

Zhang Heng sniffed, his eyes were full of intoxication, and he gave a different opinion: "I think this place is very good, the power of Yimu is pure, it can be called a treasure land of geomantic omen."

Done.

Ignoring Ning Caichen, Zhang Heng led the horse and headed straight for the temple, shouting as he walked, "Hero Yan, I'm here to see you."

Well...