The heavens start from Maoshan

"If you do the math, it's been more than 300 years. In addition, the location is remote, and there are some crooked sayings. They all say that this place is evil, so why don't you just leave it there."

Looking at a sportswear.

Look at this, look at that, a young man who has never seen the world, the young man said again: "Brother, I am here to shoot videos, and you, what are you here for, a donkey friend who is adventurous? "

The young man didn't answer.

Looking at the deserted town in front of him, his eyes are full of memories.

"What a freak."

The young man was carrying a bag and holding a mobile phone: "Brothers, watch out, this is the legendary Dagou Town. It is said that a hundred years ago, treasure hunters came here to dig treasures, and they dug up 32 It was a black coffin, and all kinds of talismans on the coffin were all in the news at that time."

side said.

The young man was taking pictures with his mobile phone: "Look, the Taoist temple is right in front, it's very evil here, and the wind is blowing. If anyone dares to say that I am cowardly in the future, I will not forgive him if I dare not take some exclusive photos. "

He turned around with his phone.

Young people walk into the abandoned Taoist temple.

Disappointed.

There is nothing in the Taoist temple. Waves come and go, everything that can be taken has been taken away, even the bluestone floor has been pried away a lot.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

The young man was also groping around inside.

The young man said: "Don't think about it, it's not our turn if something good happens. Instead of spending this effort to find the treasure, why not think about where to sleep at night, I see the sun is going down soon, this place is gloomy, if you don't mind Let’s live together at night, I’m thinking about taking some night scenes.”

speechless...

The young man didn't answer at all.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man's back felt cold for no reason, and he whispered: "Brother, don't you like talking? Don't scare me. It is said that many coffins were dug out here back then, and they were buried back later. Have you heard of this?"

stop...

The young man looked back and said for the first time: "In the age of the end of the Dharma, all dharmas will perish. Although I haven't seen those black coffins, I think the things inside have decayed long ago."

"You can talk!" The young man regained his energy in an instant: "You have been silent all this time, which scared me to the bone. By the way, my name is Wild Wolf Three. What's your name?"

"Zhang Heng..."

As Zhang Heng replied, he said: "Don't be afraid, this place is just abandoned, and there will be some cool breeze when the hot and cold air meet in the morning and evening. As for the evil gate, it is very right here, especially this Taoist temple, which was selected according to the Eight Diagrams method." In the position of the sun, the soil under the feet is mixed with cinnabar."

Done.

Zhang Heng signaled, "Grab a handful of soil and see if it's reddish-brown underneath."

"It really is!"

A layer of floating soil on the surface.

Further down, the color of the land was wrong, as if it had been stained red with blood.

"How did you know?"

Wild Wolf Three was a little stunned: "Oh, I see, you are from the neighborhood, have you been here?"

"Ha ha..."

Zhang Heng smiled but did not answer.

He knows it because this is his home, and the cinnabar under his feet was made by him more than 300 years ago.

Ugh...

time flies.

The eighth year of the Republic of China, 1919 in the Western calendar, was the year when his dream began.

It is now 2300.

In a flash, it is 380 years.

of course.

The 380 year here is just real time, not a dream.

If the time in the dream is included, Zhang Hengwei sighs: "Two thousand years old..."

Fine.

Time is actually a very meaningless thing, especially for someone like him who has time.

As for the present era.

Technology has stopped for more than 200 years, which is similar to the catastrophe period where Ning Feng was in the starry sky universe.

"This time the true spirit descended to the world, in order to gather faith and lay a good foundation for the masses."

"Further counting, there are 170 sects large and small, each of which has descendants. On the one hand, it restores the old orthodoxy, and on the other hand, it also promotes itself."

"As for the future."

Zhang Heng sensed the level of aura that was still in a state of depletion, and thought to himself: "It is a certainty that the world of the ancestral land will be reduced to the world of immortality. According to the evaluation, within three to five days, the first wave of aura recovery will usher in the first wave of aura recovery, entering a weak state. spirit age.

In this era, monks can come out, but because of insufficient aura, the cultivation level will not be too high, and there is a high probability that they will be stuck in the stage of refining and transforming qi.

After that.

As the level of spiritual energy rises slowly, the suppression of monks by heaven and earth will also decrease.

Refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, practicing spirit to return to emptiness, refining emptiness to combine Taoism.

True Immortals, Earth Immortals, and even Celestial Immortals.

The ancestral land in a perfect state will become a special mid-thousand world, the area will be a hundred times, a thousand times, or even tens of thousands of times the current size, and it will allow the immortals to rule the world.

At this point, our task is complete, and the rest is for the sect to send people to guard and protect the orthodoxy. "

thought here.

Zhang Heng felt elated.

Because it was said above, the inheritance from each sect will be in a state of no owner at first.

For example, Zhang Heng, he got the inheritance of Wudang Mountain first, then he can learn the true martial art of swordsmanship, which is allowed in the rules.

of course.

There are also things that are not allowed. For example, after he learned the true martial art of swordsmanship, he gave up Maoshan and went to Wudang Mountain. He grandly sat on the position of true martial arts and shaped himself into a true martial artist. This is not allowed.

They can learn.

But the inheritance cannot be withheld, let alone taken as one's own.

what!

Think of taking it for yourself.

Zhang Heng thought of these ordinary people in the ancestral land again.

Interesting.

After the spiritual energy is revived, if these ordinary people come into contact with various exercises, they may also embark on the road of cultivation.

By the time.

If these Taoists who descended from the world were defeated in the hands of these ordinary people who had the opportunity, wouldn't they become fakes.

Hey.

Although it is difficult, the weakest of the more than 100 sects in the Real Spirit Descending Realm is the reincarnation of the real immortal.

Stronger.

Similar to Zhang Heng, Jiang Yan, Qiu Maniac, Zhang Jingrui, they are either Luo Tianshangxian or Tianxian, and they will not be lower.

say possible.

Could these reincarnated fairy families with memories be defeated by a group of natives of the ancestral land?

Makes no sense.

Although the ancestral land is outstanding, once the aura is revived, there will be outstanding people who will compete with these reincarnated immortals for a moment.

But these young talents can hold a stalemate with them in the middle and early stages. In the middle and late stages, unless they have the talents of Lu Zu, Chen Zu, or even the founders of various factions, the gap will only become wider and wider.

At least Zhang Heng couldn't think of it.

What is the picture of a lucky person who has received Maoshan's inheritance, rushing to the early stage of spiritual recovery, and bringing two zombies to trouble him.

That's not to trouble him.

It's courting death.

All the ashes were given to him.

Ok.

There may also be smart people who have wandered half their lives and never give up...

bell bell bell...

was thinking.

Zhang Heng's cell phone rang.

Like everyone else, he didn't use his real body to descend to the lower realms, but he used a descendant.

This is also inevitable.

As soon as the spirit revived here, a group of angels came down there. Isn't this bullying people?

The ancestral land is revived.

It is not only an opportunity for them, but also an opportunity for all living beings in the ancestral land.

You have already got the starting gun, what's the matter with letting ordinary people run with you, there is no need to take the starting gun and shoot the people who accompany you to death one by one.

"Hey..."

The true spirit descended to the world for more than a month.

Zhang Heng, who has received the memories of his predecessor, is also familiar with his current identity.

First is the name.

His name is still Zhang Heng, but his life experience is a bit strange.

how to say.

The predecessor was an orphan adopted from an orphanage, and the person who adopted the predecessor was a newly rising real estate tycoon in Jiangyang City in the past 30 years, the chairman of Zhuang's Construction Engineering Group...Zhuang Qiang.

And he.

On the surface, he is Zhuang Qiang's adopted son.

In fact, there are thirteen adopted sons like Zhuang Qiang, collectively known as the Thirteen Taibaos of the Zhuang family.

Neither of them was surnamed Zhuang, nor were they the heirs recognized by the Zhuang family, but a group of family thugs who were brought out of the orphanage by Zhuang Qiang since childhood.

of course.

It's okay to say killer, at least in Zhang Heng's memory, his predecessor has already done a lot of dirty work for the Zhuang Group.

And Zhuang's Construction Engineering Group.

On the surface, it is the largest private real estate development group in Jiangyang City. In fact, it is secretly involved in lending, smuggling, casinos, and nightclubs. It is so powerful that it has a fortune in the entire Handong Province.

"it's me."

On the other end of the connected phone, a thick and majestic middle-aged voice came: "Old Eight, I heard from Old Twelve that you left any witnesses for the incident last time?"

"And then?" Zhang Heng asked back.

"Why don't you clean it up?" The middle-aged man sighed: "Baby, you have helped the company a lot these years. I understand that you want to retire and live a normal life, but didn't we agree? Help me deal with it for a while, now the investigation team is here, if I can't pass the test, can you pass the test?"

silence.

Zhang Heng said: "That's just a six-year-old child. It's normal for companies to have competition. If you think killing a person can end the competition faster and maximize the company's interests, I don't object.

But you have to understand, I'm not a murderer, I don't take pleasure in killing, and I won't kill him just because I was seen by a six-year-old boy riding a bicycle when I went out... Killing is just a means, not an end, let alone a need. "

I thought about it.