The heavens start from Maoshan

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Zhang Heng asked himself.

If I went to the orthodox gate of Maoshan in the world of immortals, all kinds of cultivation resources would definitely be inclined to him, but it was impossible to reach out.

It is estimated that ten of the resources will be allocated six to seven points, and the remaining three or four points can be resolved by the sect.

No matter how much, it is basically impossible.

After all, it has been 2000 years since Mr. Damao ascended.

It is impossible for the Taoist side of Maoshan in the Earth Immortal Realm to have never recruited disciples for 2000 years.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Immortals are cultivated by humans, so intrigues and intrigues are also indispensable.

Zhang Heng guessed.

There are at least two factions on the Maoshan Taoist side of the Earth Immortal Realm.

One is the Ascension faction.

The patriarchs of past dynasties from the Chinese world are all members of the Ascension Sect.

Another one is native.

The Great Maojun Dongyue opened the mansion, and the second and third Maojun established a sect in the fairy world.

In the past 2000 years, I don't know how many heroes from the earth fairy world have worshiped in the upper realm Maoshan.

When these people grow up, they will naturally form a group.

Who would think too much of resources.

Although the patriarch had never told him about these things, no one mentioned them.

But Zhang Heng was born in Huang Tianshu, so there are many things that no one needs to mention, as long as you think about it, you will understand.

So think about it.

Zhang Heng felt that he was on the way to ascension.

The one that best suits my situation should be Patriarch Jade Axe.

It's just that Zhang Heng still has doubts.

Patriarch Jade Ax suddenly found him and let him ascend to the Middle Thousand Realm in the name of following the old orthodoxy.

Speaking of taking care of, who is being taken care of?

Why did Zhang Heng feel that he had taken advantage of it?

"Patriarch Jade Axe!"

"Did you do it on purpose or by accident?"

Zhang Heng sighed in his heart: "If it was intentional, this kindness would be beyond heaven."

According to Jade Ax real person.

He calculated that the orthodoxy of his previous life was in danger of being destroyed, so he was so anxious that he wanted Zhang Heng to ascend to help.

Regardless of Zhang Hengbai's prostitution background, according to this theory, Patriarch Jade Ax still owes him a favor.

The truth.

If Patriarch Jade Ax knew that his ascension was imminent, and felt that he would fall into internal strife after ascension, and intentionally used this method to distract him, let him develop outside first, and then go back when his cultivation base is high, his intentions are not bad. .

Unfortunately.

There is too little information at the moment, and Zhang Heng can't guess too many details.

But there is one thing.

The Jade Ax Patriarch's true spirit descended to the realm to guide him the way forward, and the possibility of harming him was too small.

No matter what Zhang Heng said.

It's just a little guy who didn't become a fairy.

Patriarch Jade Ax went in and out of Luotian, and was praised as a god, so trying to get rid of him, it's so hard.

Zhang Heng did not suffer from persecution paranoia.

And he thought, with the shuttle door, unless he meets a lunatic who kills him at the slightest disagreement, after he becomes a real immortal, he will be in the Middle Thousand Realm, which is not to mention dangerous.

Even if you encounter someone you can't beat, can't you still not be able to hide?

3000 years in Hedong, 3000 years in Hexi.

When we met again after 6000 years, he said: "Old monk, you are walking like flying. After a farewell in the past, don't you come here without any problems?"

Isn't that how all novels that pretend to be aggressive are written like this.

Zhang Heng has a check-in system.

Boil it, the thousand-year king and the 8-year tortoise, the real immortal is called Wanshou.

After 1 years, it is [-] annual signings.

If he doesn't panic, someone will panic.

I have this confidence.

Who is afraid of who.

At worst, it will be boring for 1 years, and it will push [-] worlds across the border.

Go back and see if there are any chat groups or other things to add to pass the retirement time.

Chapter 257: Zhang Heng's Ascent, Immortals Observe the Ceremony

Leisurely practice Taoism and practice chess.

I don't know the period of the vast mountains and wilds.

There has been no time in the mountains since ancient times, and it is the same for Zhang Heng who is in retreat.

Shake.

Six years have passed, and the little girl Zhao Rui brought back by him back then has become a tall and graceful girl.

Zhang Heng is also in his early thirties, from a speculator in the Republic of China to a true cultivator of Youdao.

"Sword of Time..."

Zhang Hengqin practiced mana.

With the accumulation of countless great medicines, it has now reached the consummation of the Dao Realm from the initial stage of the Dao Realm.

It's just an increase in mana.

It is undoubtedly much more difficult to improve Taoism.

For others, only six years have passed.

But Zhang Heng has dream skills, and now, a year in reality is a hundred years in the dream.

Six years have passed, hundreds of years in the dream.

Seeking the Tao and dreaming, borrowing falsehood to cultivate the truth.

However, Zhang Heng was always stuck at the door, unable to step out of the door, comprehend the sword of time, and the sword opened the ages.

"I have swallowed Tengfei Huozao and Purple Immortal Ginseng."

"Under the blessing of the fairy medicine, his icy muscles and bones, his aptitude is excellent, and he is already the best in the world."

"In terms of comprehension, although my own comprehension is mediocre, with the blessing of Bodhi, it is considered a top choice."

"But I have spent hundreds of years, but I have not been able to comprehend the way of fate from Huang Tianshu. If it were an ordinary person, no, it would be to give Huang Tianshu to a real immortal, not someone with extraordinary talent. For thousands of years, you will get nothing."

It was fate.

Time and space are kings.

Zhang Heng has a feeling that as long as he realizes the sword of time, he can fight against the true immortals in the world.

But this step is really easy.

He couldn't help hesitating a little, now that the mana is complete and the realm is sufficient, should he ascend directly and use the Real Immortal Realm and the Middle Thousand Realm to comprehend the fate of time in the Huangtian Art, or wait a little longer, suspend the ascension, and go to the human world To complete this pioneering work in the world is to gain a rare true cultivation in a thousand years.

dong dong dong...

was thinking.

In the palace building, the morning bell rang for morning classes.

Zhang Hengjing wanted to move very much, walked out of the retreat, and wandered around the Maoshan Dao Palace.

into the eye.

After six years, Maoshan Taoist Palace has changed again.

Along the way, he saw a lot of young Taoist priests, these people were not over the age, playing and playing all the way to the morning class hall, laughing and laughing, making the whole Maoshan Taoist palace look much younger.

"Talented people come from generation to generation..."

Zhang Heng's eyes seemed to reflect mountains and rivers, and he muttered to himself: "A new generation replaces the old one."

boom! !

The sword light rushed across and went straight into the sky.

In the sky, there seems to be a galaxy flowing, and in this river, countless young faces are reflected.

Zhang Henggang saw one person.

In the blink of an eye, this person turned from a teenager into a middle-aged person, and in the blink of an eye again, the middle-aged person entered old age again.

between a few breaths.

Reflected by the long river of time, Zhang Heng watched this person's ordinary and boring life like a revolving door.

When he saw this person was old and frail, lingering on the sick bed.

Before leaving, he explained the funeral with his family, but the little grandson who was hiding at the door was full of incomprehension, thinking about why people would die.

Zhang Heng understood.

This is a cycle.

Back then, the old man lying on the bed was not a child.

He also hid at the door and watched the passing of his relatives.

Now, it's his turn.

Has it changed?

Becoming human is the one thing that doesn't change.

Repeatedly like this, it is the cycle of the world.

brush! !

A beam of sword light fell from the sky.

Straight into Zhang Heng's eyebrows.

Zhang Heng closed his eyes and felt quietly.