The heavens start from Maoshan

half year ago.

Zhang Heng once persuaded Taoist Zhaixing to write a letter to the mountain gate, asking the elders of the sect to adopt more children and orphans from fleeing families. On the one hand, it is to do good deeds and to accumulate virtue, and on the other hand, it is also to better cope with the future.

Since then, I haven't seen Taoist Zhaixing talk about these things, so Zhang Heng thought they hadn't been implemented.

Unexpectedly, it has already started to be implemented, but there is no hype.

"What's your name, who is your master, and how long have you been up the mountain?"

Zhang Heng asked kindly.

Fat Daotong replied: "My name is Ye Hanjing, and my master is the real Shenji. It has been a month since I went up the mountain."

Shou Daotong replied: "My name is Bai Hanting, and my master is Shenhui Daoist. I have been on the mountain for three months."

Haoyan is faithful and confident, and his spirit is worthy, this is the order of character generation.

Strictly speaking, Zhang Heng is from the generation of Han, but he uses his own name instead of this, just like some children are named without using the generation uploaded from the genealogy.

And above the generation of Han, there is the generation of God, that is, the generation of Master Xu.

Reverend Shenji and Reverend Shenhui are core disciples of the same generation as Reverend Xu.

People like them who start with the gods are mostly orphans adopted by Maoshan.

It's just that unlike Master Xu, Master Shenji and Master Shenhui never went down the mountain, but instead assisted the elders in the sect to take care of things.

If the expectations are not bad, these young disciples who are new to the mountain should all be counted under these people.

After all, the elders can teach these children, but it is difficult to directly accept disciples, otherwise the seniority will be messed up.

In the future, when these children grow up, the unqualified ones will be driven down the mountain and let them fend for themselves.

Those who are qualified will have a second apprenticeship, assigned to Master Xu, Uncle Nine, and Taoist Zhaixing, to learn the Taoism of each line in depth.

"Hao Yan is faithful, and his spirit is timeless."

"Han!"

"If you follow the order, the disciples of No. 60 and the ninth generation belong to the generation of gods, and the disciples of No. 70 should indeed have the character of Han."

Zhang Heng looked at Bai Hanting: "Are you a girl?"

"Yes brother."

Bai Hanting nodded slightly.

"Child, it's not easy to tell if it hasn't grown yet."

Zhang Heng thought they were two little boys, but he didn't expect it to be a boy and a girl.

But it doesn't matter, Zhang Heng waved his hand and asked his subordinates to fetch a small peach wood sword and a cloth tiger, and handed them to the two respectively: "Han Jing, it's the first time we meet, this small wooden sword is a gift from senior brother .”

After finishing speaking, she looked at Bai Hanting again: "Hanting, your gift is this cloth tiger. From now on, hold it when you sleep. No matter how strong the wind is outside, you don't have to be afraid. The little tiger will protect you."

"Thank you, brother."

The two happily accepted the gift.

"Forehead..."

Looking at Xiao Hanjing who was chopping wildly with a small peach wood sword, Zhang Heng warned again: "You are not allowed to use the wooden sword to cut down the flowers and trees on the mountain, or they will be confiscated to you, you understand."

"I know, brother."

Ye Hanjing's eyes turned wildly, and he hid the little mahogany sword behind his back.

"Ugh!"

Seeing him like this, Zhang Heng knew that the flowers and plants on Maoshan Mountain were in trouble, and the child would definitely be beaten badly when he turned around.

But it's not a big problem, breaking the two bamboo poles should be able to manage it.

"Brother, are you a general?"

Bai Hanting looked at him a little confused.

"Why do you ask?"

Zhang Heng was a little strange.

"Master said you are a great general, you are amazing."

Bai Hanting made a big, big gesture: "I also said that your territory is bigger than the sum of many Maoshan Mountains, which is very impressive."

"this..."

Zhang Heng was at a loss for words for a while, because strictly speaking, his status was a prince, not a general, just like Sun Jian, Liu Biao, and Gongsun Zan in the Three Kingdoms period at the end of Han Dynasty.

However, the two of them were still young and might not know what a prince is, so Zhang Heng nodded and said, "Well, with my current status and territory, I can barely be considered a general."

If Zhang Heng is willing to surrender to the Generalissimo, it will be easy to change the rank of Generalissimo.

What's more, if he is willing to go there for a meeting in summer and publicly express his support, he will not be stingy even if he wants to come there with the title of Marshal.

After all, no one can refuse a solid gun barrel.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng is used to being free and has no idea in this regard.

"Brother, the master and uncles often mention you. I must be very happy to know that you are back. I will go up the mountain to report."

Seeing that Zhang Heng recognized the title of Great General, Bai Hanting happily ran up the mountain, shouting while running: "The Great General is back to the mountain, the Great General is back to the mountain!"

"Forehead..."

Zhang Heng pulled his guard captain, and Wu Zhi from Goose City asked Wu Juren, "Isn't this too ostentatious?"

"No, the commander-in-chief definitely doesn't."

Wu Zhichong whispered to the side: "If it is according to my opinion, the cannons should be fired at the mountain gate at this time. When the cannons sound, all your uncles and ancestors will come to the mountain to pick you up. If anyone doesn't Come on, cannonball him."

Zhang Heng glanced at him like an idiot.

If he followed Wu Zhichong's instructions, he wouldn't have to mess around with Maoshan in the future.

And he knows very well that guns are only useful in the low-level world. When it comes to the middle and high-level gods and demons, this thing is probably similar to a fire stick.

In the eyes of those ruthless people who hold the sun and the moon in their hands and create the world casually, the power of guns is nothing.

Even mushroom bombs can destroy human beings, but they are still far from destroying the earth.

And the water polo planet he is on is just one of the billions of small worlds. In the eyes of those big guys, it is probably like a beautiful bubble, which will be destroyed with a light poke.

The mouse carried a gun in the nest.

To be honest, Zhang Heng can't stand up. He doesn't have a big Luo Jinxian with a step of three meters, or an ancient god and demon who walks eight hundred miles a day and a night.

"Ah Heng, you are here."

a little.

Master Xu led four middle-aged Taoists and hundreds of little Taoist boys down the mountain.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!!"

There are hundreds of Xiaodao boys, the oldest is no more than eleven or twelve years old, and the young ones are still running noses.

Hundreds of people gathered together and waved vigorously at Zhang Heng.

That feeling was like visiting an orphanage with a gift, and the children welcomed him along the way.

"so much!"

Zhang Heng clicked his tongue a little: "Master, can the elders stand up?"

"It's okay, besides the elders, there are quite a few senior brothers who have devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism and have not left the mountain. According to your method, divide these more than 400 children into ten classes, and let the elders and juniors lead the class first. chant."

When Xu Zhenren said this, he introduced Zhang Heng: "This is your Uncle Shenji, that is Uncle Shenhui, and Uncle Shenzhen and Uncle Shenchuan."

Zhang Heng saluted and said: "Disciple Zhang Heng, I have seen four uncles."

Among the four real people.

Uncle Shenji is the oldest, and looks to be in his sixties.

However, getting older doesn't necessarily mean getting started early.

Some of them went up the mountain late, and some of them were delayed for some other reasons.

For example, Jia Le, he was raised by the four-eyed Taoist priest, but he has never been officially listed in the sect wall, he is only a registered disciple, so in terms of address, Zhang Heng and Qian Shui have to be called senior brothers.

And under Master Shenji.

Uncle Shenhui looked the youngest, only in his 30s, and she was a female champion.

Shenzhen and Shenchuan are two uncles, they look to be in their early forties, and they look very similar, they should be twins.

But I don't know whether it was congenital or injured the day after tomorrow, the two of them walked with a limp and looked like they had injuries on their legs.

Then think of these uncles of the divine generation, all orphans adopted by Maoshan.

And the origin of some orphans is not as simple as parents abandoning or fleeing famine.

Some of them were brought back by the sect masters who walked down the mountain and saw a poor beggar who was controlled by a beggar gang.

These beggars are either stupid or disabled, and very few are normal, because no one is willing to give to you when normal people beg. Being pitiful can always arouse more sympathy.

So looking at the way Shenzhen and the two uncles walked, Zhang Heng already had guesses in his mind.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Master Shenji bowed back, and then smiled at Master Xu: "Nephew Zhang Heng is indeed a good-looking talent, as good as you said, senior brother."

"Report to the commander, all the supplies have been unloaded, should they be carried to the mountain?"

Before we could continue talking, Wu Zhichong came to report.

Zhang Heng glanced at Master Xu, then at the four uncles, waved his hands and said, "Carry them all up the mountain."

After finishing speaking, he said: "By the way, the gifts I prepared for you junior brothers and uncles, the ancestors will be carried at the front, and the others will follow behind."

"Yes, handsome!"

Wu Zhichong went excitedly, waving the small pointer in his hand: "Quick, hurry up, eat mutton at noon!"

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo...

That's it, it's just one of the things I carried away, I'm afraid I'm busy today.

"Okay, okay!"

Looking at the boxes of supplies, it's like a scene of red makeup.

Master Shenji smiled from ear to ear, pulled Master Xu and said straightly: "Brother, you are a well-accepted apprentice. When I saw you today, you are indeed a pillar of my Maoshan, and you can entrust me with great responsibilities."

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ps: We are going to change the title of the book, the editor said, this title is no longer good, it is too sensitive, we must change it, and change it to a new title without the word "Republic of China".

Do you have any good book titles? If you have any, you can post them here, and the suitable old dragon will adopt them.

Chapter 1: The difference between Ascension to Immortal and Ghost Immortal

"Brother."

"Brother Zhang Heng!"

"Do we have presents, too?"

Compared with the reservedness of the elders of the sect, a group of junior juniors are much more escaped.

But they saw it. Both Ye Hanjing and Bai Hanting received presents, and each of them looked at Zhang Heng eagerly like Xiaoyan who was looking forward to her parents' return home.

"Yes, there are all of them. Brother also brought a carpenter to build a playground for you on the mountain. There are swings, wooden horses, slides, seesaws, and rotating plum blossom piles. It can be used for entertainment and practice."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he waved his hand again: "Send the gift to my younger brothers."

Open a few chests.

Inside are all toys for children, such as kites, marbles, sandbags, mahogany swords, and puppets, they are all pediatrics.

There are also all kinds of wood carvings, such as the majestic Erlang Zhenjun, Guan Gong riding a big horse, Chunyang real person dancing with a sword, plus all kinds of Yaksha, evil ghosts, zombies, everything that one expects to find, and several children cried when they were taken out. .

"Everyone has their share, no grabbing, no fighting."