The heavens start from Maoshan

"Master, there is something else."

Taking advantage of Zhenren Qian's happiness, Zhang Heng took out his master and sold it again: "Didn't I cultivate magic power? My master wants to pass me the Thunder Finger, but I don't like the Thunder Finger, I want to be as majestic as my master. , the palm of your hand is thunderous, splitting mountains and rubble, how much fun is that?"

"Do you want to learn my palm?"

Real Qian heard what Zhang Heng meant, and frowned for a while.

"Master, although you are not my master, in my opinion there is no difference between you and my master. You see that I have a big job, so you are the first to think of you."

Zhang Heng snapped his fingers: "One thousand oceans, please ask Zhang Tianshi to come out of the Tianshi Mansion, I'm afraid that's the price."

When Qian Zhenren heard it, his attitude eased a little: It's not that you can't pass the palm to you, but in the future..."

"I will be more filial to your old man in the future."

Zhang Heng hurriedly gave Qian Zhenren a slap on the shoulder.

There was a smile on Qian Zhenren's face, and he looked at the god statue enshrined on the table.

Stretch out your hand a little, and a hidden space will pop up behind the statue, and grab it again, and the book will fly in an instant.

Standing behind Qian Renren, Zhang Heng took a closer look, and saw that there were palm secret records written on the Daoist scriptures.

"take it."

Handed Zhang Heng the secret manual of Qian Zhenren's palm.

Zhang Heng was overjoyed, he got ill-gotten gains last night, and today he got the secret record, it can be said to be double happiness.

Why not Sanxi.

Because he had long expected that Qian Zhen would agree to ban the water veins, naturally it was not a joy.

"Don't let Qian Shui know about my handing down."

Qian Zhenzhen said mysteriously.

"Nephew understands."

Zhang Heng understood it in seconds and thought to himself, "Senior Brother Qian Shui, my uncle really loves you."

On second thought, Qian Shui didn't pay much attention to cultivating Taoism. In his eyes, the palm secret record was extremely precious, and perhaps it was not as good as a palace cookbook in Qian Shui's eyes.

If nothing else, his cultivation method is completely fooling Qian Zhenren, just like a parent watching a child do his homework.

Even if the secret record is given to him, he will only treat it as one more homework and will not be too happy.

"Brother, I'm leaving. If you have anything, you can come to Zhang's house in Dagou Town to find me."

After holding the palm secret record, Zhang Heng didn't plan to stay in Goose City any longer.

As for Zhang Muzhi's side, he rescued Xiao Liuzi and reminded Zhang Muzhi to guard against Master Tang, expecting that the battle with Huang Shilang would be smoother than in the movie.

In the movie, Zhang Muzhi was able to take down Huang Shilang, and it would not be too difficult to come this time.

On his side, he has to go back to deal with the bandits on Baoping Mountain. He has already delayed for a few days, and if he delays further, it may change later.

"Treasure all the way. When I clean up Huang Shilang, I will definitely go to Dagou Town to see you."

Zhang Muzhi rode a horse and brought his little six sons to see him off.

Before leaving, Xiao Liuzi jumped off his horse and kowtowed three times to Zhang Heng respectfully: "Uncle Zhang Heng, thank you for saving your life."

"Fate, it's amazing."

Zhang Heng sat on the carriage, bowed his head and bowed his head: "Blessed and immeasurable Tianzun."

"father."

Watching Zhang Heng's carriage go away, Xiao Liuzi looked back at Zhang Muzhi.

Zhang Muzhi took a breath and said, "Your uncle has great ability, if you haven't fought against Huang Silang, don't go anywhere else, go to Zhang's house in Dagou Town to find your uncle Zhang, he can save your life. "

"Father, no, you can definitely beat Huang Shilang."

Xiao Liuzi is full of confidence.

Zhang Muzhi smiled wryly: "Sixth son, do you know why I will only bring you here alone when I see you off Uncle Zhang, the second, third, and fourth, don't you all know?"

"do not know."

Little Six shook his head.

Zhang Muzhi raised his horse and said loudly, "When you figure it out, you can be on your own."

in the afternoon.

Zhang Heng took Qian Zhenren and drove all the way back to Dagou Town.

The first thing Zhang Heng did after he came back was to come to the Taoist Temple to say goodbye to Xu Zhenren, and to tell him what he had done in Goose City.

But he didn't want to, after hearing that, Zhenren Xu was not surprised at all, just reminded: "This money is ill-gotten wealth, you have to spend part of it to repair bridges and make up roads to help the villagers, and you can't use it all for pleasure, otherwise It will break your luck."

"The disciple understands."

Zhang Heng responded again and again.

After speaking, looking at Xu Zhenren's tired face, he was thoughtful.

"Junior brother, I see that you have two donkeys and a horse tied to your backyard. Do you need so much to go out?"

Qian Zhenzhen asked carelessly.

"It really doesn't take that much."

Xu Zhenren and Qian Zhenren are senior brothers, how can they not know what Qian Zhenren thinks: "Senior brother, when you go back this time, let's ride that horse away. It's a tall horse. I'm struggling to get on it."

"Junior brother, this is what you said, you can't go back on it."

Qian Zhenzhen was overjoyed.

He likes to take advantage of the fact that he has a horse, so naturally he doesn't care to catch up with Xu Zhenren, so he rushes to the backyard in a hurry.

Xu Zhenren shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and then turned to look at Zhang Heng: "You don't have enough magic power to give one palm at most, and don't be too obsessed with powerful spells. Different spells can deal with different environments. Palm, the three can be called Maoshan boxing, palm, and fingers, and there is no distinction in ranking, so there is a reason for it."

After speaking, Xu Zhenren suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was shocked and tried to avoid it in a hurry, but he felt a pain in his shoulder, and the whole person was thrown out.

Pulling off the clothes on his shoulders, I saw that there were two fingerprints on the left shoulder, blue and purple.

"Quick?"

Xu Zhenren said lightly: "It can be faster, if I had killed your heart and throat, you would be dead now."

"Disciple understands."

Zhang Heng got up from the ground and respectfully saluted Xu Zhenren.

Xu Zhenren is telling him that all methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, so don't blindly pursue anything.

Appropriate Taoism is good Taoism, and we must learn to adapt ourselves to the situation, instead of thinking that power is everything.

The power of Jinglei Finger is not as powerful as the palm, but it can catch people by surprise and consume less mana.

In the battle of life and death, even if you know how to use it, you may not be able to use it. Others won't give you such a long casting time, and if you don't use half of it, you will die.

"Senior brother, why are you covered in dirt?"

Zhang Bingdao carried a fish into the Taoist temple.

"Have you caught another fish?"

Zhang Heng patted the soil on his body and said nothing.

"Yeah, Master told me that the Dharma Protector's Secret Art has a disadvantage and is not flexible enough."

"I wanted to be a flexible fat man, so I asked Master how to make up for my shortcomings, and Master let me go to the water to catch fish."

Zhang Boldly carried the fresh fish that had been passed through the straw rope, and said to Xu Zhenzhen happily: "Master, I will stew the fish for you to nourish your body in a moment."

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Heng: "Senior brother, you can also drink a bowl, it's very replenishing."

"River fish is too fishy, ​​I don't like the earthy smell."

Zhang Heng shook his head and refused, then said to Xu Zhenren: "Master, the uncle has been invited back. I am going to call the country gentry and discuss with them about encircling and suppressing Baoping Mountain."

"Well, let's go."

Xu Zhenren waved his hand, and before leaving, he did not forget to warn: "The leader does not punish the obedient, and the evil does not punish the good. The bandits on Baoping Mountain are not all vicious people, and they must not be chased and killed."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Heng bowed his head and left the Taoist temple.

"Ugh!"

Xu Zhenren sighed and whispered: "The soldiers are fierce and unpredictable. When your brother goes, I don't know how many people will lose their lives."

Turning his head to look at Zhang Dandan: "Go to the backyard and print more paper money. After your senior brother annihilates Baoping Mountain, I will go to do something."

After speaking, he sighed again: "It doesn't make me worry at all, and I can't accept any more apprentices in the future."

Chapter 30: Bandits Who Don't Drink

"Master, look, in front of you is Baoping Mountain."

Under the support of everyone, Zhang Heng and Qian Zhenzhen came to the peak opposite Baoping Mountain.

Qian Zhenzhen looked up and saw that there were lush green plants on Baoping Mountain, and there were countless fortresses and watchtowers.

Looking to both sides, there are two hills on both sides, forming a guard, like two ears on a bottle.

"The mountains are guarded, and the town is a bottle, and Baoping Mountain is really a good place. If you can be buried here after death, and gather the earth, your descendants will be blessed and live longer."

Qian Zhenzhen first sighed, then looked at Zhang Heng: "If I guessed correctly, the spring on Baoping Mountain should be at the mouth of Hukou, and the water vein is at the back mountain, which leads to the Dongling River ten miles away."

"The uncle said exactly what he said. According to the bandits on the mountain, there is indeed a spring on the top of the mountain that does not dry up in all seasons."

Zhang Heng replied, and then asked, "Could there be a way for Shibo to seal this water vein and dry up the spring water on Baoping Mountain?"

"It's not difficult."

Qian Zhenzhen looked back and told everyone, "Let's go, let's go to Dongling River."

Dongling River is a small river.

It seems that it has nothing to do with Baoping Mountain, does not pass under the mountain, and is far away from ten miles.

But after arriving at the Dongling River, Qian Zhenren laughed heartily, pointed to the river beach and said: "This is where the water veins of Baoping Mountain are located. As long as I open an altar here and nail the water veins, no, the springs on Baoping Mountain will be exhausted."

Zhang Heng calculated silently for a while.

In the Zhang family in Dagou Town, there is a cousin of a clan, who is a bandit on this Baoping Mountain.

With this insider, Zhang Heng knew very well what happened on Baoping Mountain.

First of all, because there are springs on Baoping Mountain, water is taken once a day, and there is no habit of building cisterns.

As long as the water vein breaks, it will not take long for the bandits on the mountain to abandon the mountain.

At that time, the wooden forts and bunkers on the mountain will become decorations, and the bandits on the mountain will also become headless flies.

"Bring my magic weapon, I want to open the altar."

Qian Zhenzhen is impatient and doesn't want to wait any longer.

"You guys are going to move things, you two, listen to my uncle's dispatch."

Zhang Heng assigned them to the crowd for a while.

After everyone started to act and built an altar for Qian Zhenren, Zhang Heng called Zhang Zhentian and Zhang Zhenhu again: "Cousin, there are 400 bandits on Baoping Mountain, and our militiamen only have [-] to [-] people. In this way, you go back to town Collect a thousand youths and come out."

After talking to Zhang Zhentian, Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Zhenhu again: "Huzi, you go to contact Mr. John of Deutsche Bank and ask him to send another thousand Mausers and a hundred short guns, and also the infantry artillery and Mark Qin's words. Let’s do the same, and our militia regiment will have to implement the size of a regiment.”

"Patriarch, just wait and see."

Zhang Zhenhu went happily.

As the actual manager of the militia, no one wants to expand the strength of the militia more than him. After all, no one thinks that they have too many soldiers.

"Patriarch, Dagou Town is just a small town. Unless you contribute money to a militia group of more than 1000 people, the town can't afford it at all."

Zhang Zhentian expressed his concerns.

"Don't worry, I will set up a factory in the town later, and then the militia group will be useful."