"Especially the younger generation, no one is convinced, and some friction is inevitable."

"Someone has suffered a loss and is not reconciled, so he will ask me to come out and uphold justice."

"In this case, I usually teach people a lesson in the name of sparring."

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

What Zhang Yong said sounds good, but the things he did sound so social.

No wonder he had so many hidden wounds.

No one jumps out of a rock, no one has friends.

Zhang Yong taught him a lesson, and later he invited someone to take revenge on him.

Come and go again and again, even if you don't want to get hurt.

"I don't want to, but I can't."

"The family cannot provide me with enough cultivation resources, and I have to fight for many things with my life."

"If you don't fight hard, you will be depressed for a long time. I am also a dignified husband, no worse than anyone else. Why should the arrogance of a big family be able to control the situation, I have to stay low and be a small one."

Zhang Yong clenched his fists: "You will win if you fight hard."

Zhang Heng fell silent.

He is not Zhang Yong, and he doesn't know what Zhang Yong has encountered in Yugoslavia in the past ten years.

So he can't comment much.

All I know is that no matter how he treats others, Zhang Yong really treats him as a family member.

As for Zhang Heng, he seemed to be helping relatives but not helping.

"Stay at home for a while."

"Practice must be relaxed and relaxed. You make your hair gray, like a little old man. It looks like a weak body. It needs to be repaired."

"I went out for a walk some time ago and caught a black-bone chicken."

"When you turn back to make soup, you can drink two more cups, it will replenish energy and blood."

Zhang Heng opened his eyes.

In the afternoon, taking advantage of Zhang Yong's deep sleep, he intercepted the vitality of the big tree with the secret blessing of Gezao Mountain Liujia, and used it to heal Zhang Yong's hidden wounds.

That's why Zhang Yong slept comfortably, and the big tree withered.

It's just that the hidden wounds on Zhang Yong's body are too serious, and it is far from being able to make up for the vitality of a big tree if he wants to recover.

Looking back, I have to kill a few more sea beasts.

Chapter 278 : Let you be a fairy once, and you will be present immediately after death

"No. 13 head."

Somewhere in an unknown sea.

Zhang Heng stood quietly in the void, under his feet was a giant sea beast the size of a small island that had been dead for a long time.

"Almost."

Zhang Heng held a milky white orb in his hand.

This orb is condensed from the life essence of thirteen sea beasts, which can make up for the deficiency in the body.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng was preparing to return when he suddenly saw a sea boat approaching in the distance.

People on the sea boat pulled cattle and sheep, sang and danced, and there was a god statue standing on the bow of the boat. The god statue had a triangular head and looked very familiar.

"Isn't this a sea beast that was killed!"

Zhang Heng looked at the sea beasts under his feet, and then looked at the fishermen on the boats painted with paint, and said speechlessly: "Sea beasts are not sea monsters. Monsters have wisdom, but beasts don't. Only animal nature, how stupid thoughts will worship this Toy, treat it as a totem."

The reason why sea beasts are sea beasts.

It is because they have no intelligence, only the hunting instinct like tigers and leopards.

Worshiping this thing is like worshiping lions and tigers. Even if you worship it every day, it will still eat you when it should eat you. It doesn't make any sense.

"Forget it, let's figure out what they do."

Zhang Heng pulled his legs and left.

Returning to Huludao, he mixed the orb condensed with life essence into the black chicken soup.

"What kind of soup is this?"

Zhang Yong took a sip of the soup, and felt a warm current pouring in from his throat, spreading all over his body, and his body was extremely relaxed: "Where did this soup come from?"

Although he doesn't know the art of pills, he doesn't know how serious the hidden wounds in his body are.

But the body is his own, and now the chicken soup is pouring into his stomach, his body is like rain in the rain, there is an indescribable comfort, obviously this soup is not an ordinary soup.

"The chicken is just an ordinary black-bone chicken, which is made into a medicinal diet with folk remedies and herbs."

Zhang Heng was vague and didn't explain too much: "If you like to drink more, keep your spirits up, and you can beat the children better when you go back."

Zhang Yong's smile froze on his face: "It's not about beating children, it's about competing with the best talents in the world."

"They all mean the same thing."

Zhang Heng didn't care either.

Zhang Yong drank the soup helplessly. After a while, he finished a bowl of soup and talked about a serious matter: "I have risen very fast in the past few years. Some big families in the Yugoslav League have noticed me. Among them is the Zheng family, who is a bit out of date right now, and wants to recruit me as his son-in-law, what do you think?"

What do you think?

Zhang's family is a small family, and there is no way to shelter Zhang Yong from the wind and rain, and bring too much help.

Right now, Zhang Yong's wandering outside is not a long-term solution after all. If Zhang Heng hadn't healed his hidden wounds this time, he would definitely have a hidden wound inside, and half of his immortality would be ruined.

Coupled with his two, they are all in one.

Although the reputation of recruiting a son-in-law is not good, but after entering the Zheng family, he is no longer a rootless duckling, not to mention a huge profit, but it is not a loss.

"In my opinion, that's a good thing."

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "It's just what the Zheng family thinks. They want to recruit you as a son-in-law, or as a daughter-in-law."

"You are Ao Xu when you recruit a son-in-law. The family will definitely not agree, and you may not be able to endure the hardship of a son-in-law."

"My first daughter marries out. If you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken. If you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. There are not so many things."

"It's just compared with the Zheng family. Our Zhang family is just a small family. The elders of the Zheng family may not approve of this marriage."

Zhang Yong nodded: "Look at the sincerity of the Zheng family. It is impossible for me to be their son-in-law, otherwise my dignified husband will not be Yu Yu's long-term servant."

After finishing speaking, he thought of Zhang Heng again, and said again: "How about you, you have stayed in your hometown these years, but there are some attractive women. If so, I will come forward to protect your matchmaker, so that I can feel more at ease when I leave."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "I'm not interested in the love between men and women, let's talk about it in a few years."

Zhang Yong opened his mouth, after all he didn't know how to persuade him.

After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice, "It's fine if you don't rush. When I hold power in the Yugoslavia, not to mention ordinary women, even those proud female cultivators will clamor to marry you."

Zhang Heng smiled without saying a word.

half a month later.

After Zhang Yong's family visit, he returned to the Yugoslavia in his Flying Eagle Chariot and beat up the children.

As soon as he left, Zhang Heng returned to living in a simple way.

Time flies, and again.

This year, Zhang Henger, Zhang Yong[-], and Zhang Xiaoxiao also passed away.

"Second brother!"

Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Just in response to the saying that the Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, she has become the goddess in many people's minds.

It's just that as he grows up, the Zhang family has only one Zhang Yong after all.

When they were young, Zhang Xiaoxiao was very close to Zhang Heng and always liked to sleep next to him.

But after growing up, Zhang Xiaoxiao became estranged from him.

Zhang Heng knew why, and was not angry about it.

After all, he is a fool in the eyes of all the Zhang family, and he is lazy.

It's just a pity that the little girl who cried and told him when she was a child that she would beat anyone who dared to call him useless when she grew up had sunk into the old days and would never come back.

Zhang Heng couldn't help thinking of a sentence in the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion.

The sky is high and the earth is different, and the universe is infinite.

Happiness and sorrow come, knowing the surplus and emptiness.

Who is lucky, who is sad.

Hard to say, hard to say...

"What's up?"

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged under the plane tree.

In the old days, the sycamore tree that he borrowed its vitality from has grown into a new spring under the care of these years.

When he is free, Zhang Heng likes to sit cross-legged under a tree to sort out what he has learned, sometimes for days at a time.

"The fourth aunt took me to test the spirit root today..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao bit her lip: "I am a middle-level spiritual root. The fourth aunt said that I can stay in the family and develop slowly. In the future, I can become a family elder like her, but I am not reconciled, I think..."

Zhang Heng opened his mouth and said, "You want to find Big Brother?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao hesitated and said, "I'm a middle-level spiritual root, neither good nor bad. If I go to my elder brother, I will definitely develop better."

"Then go ahead and ask me what to do?"

Zhang Heng is a little strange, because he doesn't see Zhang Xiaoxiao a few times a year now.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is no longer as close to him as she was when she was a child, and often visits him. Even the title of second brother is very blunt, which is a little unaccustomed.

"I think..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao hesitated to speak.

"You want me to go with you?"

Zhang Heng has insight into people's hearts and understands why Zhang Xiaoxiao came here.

She didn't want to tell him the good news that she had passed the spiritual root test, but wanted him to take her to the Southern League to find Zhang Yong.

speak up.

Although Zhang Yong's heart was attached to his family, Zhang Heng had the best relationship with him in the Zhang family, and the closest one was undoubtedly Zhang Heng.

In his words, he watched Zhang Heng grow up.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is different. First of all, she is a girl. Besides, Zhang Yong had already left when she was born. Apart from the blood relationship of her younger sister, the two of them didn't say a hundred words together.

Zhang Heng knew it without thinking.

Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that his relationship with his elder brother was not as close as he was with Zhang Yonglai.

Afraid that Zhang Yong would ignore her if she went to the Yugoslavia alone, she came to see Zhang Heng and asked Zhang Heng to take her there.

"There is nothing better than siblings."

Zhang Heng said bluntly: "Brother only has a younger sister like you. Although I don't spend much time with you, how can I not care about you? If you go, he will be very happy. You shouldn't think of him like that. He won't leave you alone."

Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

I also don't understand why there are so many people in the Zhang family, but Zhang Yong is the only one who treats Zhang Heng, a younger brother who has no spiritual roots, the best.

There are even correspondences every month, all year round.

One must know that even the second grandfather and the fourth aunt dare not disturb Zhang Yong's practice when they are free, let alone write letters at will.

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