"Did I win?"

In a dream.

Zhang Heng and several others had died in the battle, and the winner was Pudu Cihang.

But after winning, Pudu Cihang couldn't laugh.

His fate has been determined. He had previously tried to transform the dragon into a dynasty and swallowed up the fortune of the dynasty, but now he has failed. His fortune has been backfired and there is no hope of ascending. There are only two ways left.

One is hiding in hiding, hiding everywhere like a bereaved dog, evading pursuit and trying to survive.

One stood up in a fair and just manner and faced waves of pursuits until he died in battle.

Pudu Cihang chose the latter.

He is the king of demon kings, and living an ignoble existence is a trampling on his thousands of years of practice.

A strong man should die a strong man's death.

Over the past thousand years, he has grown step by step from a little centipede to where he is today, not just for an ignoble existence.

Make up your mind.

Pudu Cihang stayed in Lanruo Temple and chanted sutras every day, waiting for his fate to come.

Three days later.

Three Taoists, three monks, three Confucians, three generals, twelve people came together with hundreds of disciples.

Fight from day to dusk, fight from dusk to early morning.

Pudu Cihang fought one against a thousand, and the battle was so bloody that his armor fell off, and he died of exhaustion.

After death.

Everyone slaughtered his corpse and left happily.

Ashes to dust, dust to dust, a generation of demon kings fell.

"What a dream!"

With a sudden shiver, Pudu Cihang woke up from his dream.

"The abbot thinks so, doesn't he?"

Zhang Heng asked.

Pudu Cihang thought for a while and sighed: "This is destiny."

Zhang Heng clasped his hands together and whispered: "Everyone says that the Buddha is the enlightened one. Has the abbot ever been enlightened?"

Pudu Cihang returned the greeting and said, "The cassock is not pure at all. It is uncontaminated by the world of mortals and is empty in nature."

Zhang Heng thought for a while, nodded and said: "Good."

Then he said: "The abbot has a great reputation throughout his life, so don't hesitate to die at the hands of Xiaoxiao. The three of us respect you as the master of the evil way, and cannot bear to have the abbot's reputation damaged. You are a god, so please consider yourself."

"Just let it go."

"My destiny is like this. There is nothing I can do about it. If I struggle too much, it seems that I am not free and easy enough."

Pudu Cihang sat cross-legged on the ground and wrote a poem: "The thousand-year-old bells in the ancient temple are just the dreams of idiots."

After saying this, he passed away.

call!!

Pudu Cihang's body spontaneously ignited without fire. From the flames, a demon elixir and a black, white, and green demon monk's relic flew out.

Among them, black means that Pudu Cihang is very aggressive and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

White means that he indeed has superb Buddhist practice and can leave a clean slate in the world.

As for the cyan color at the end, it shows his demon origin.

"What a dream trick!"

Seeing Pudu Cihang sitting down and passing away, Yan Chixia took a breath of cold air.

He thought about thousands of endings, but never thought that Pudu Cihang would choose to die.

But when you think about it, it doesn't seem strange. Pudu Cihang was at the end of his rope, and Zhang Heng guided him and broke his desire to fight.

Now that my heart is filled with despair, I might as well stop struggling, lest people see him and think he can't afford to lose.

"If you don't have a strong Taoist heart, you will surely fall into a dream."

"If one's character is defective, one's dream skills cannot be explained."

Zhang Heng reached out and made a move, and the demon pill and relics flew into his hand.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Heng handed the relic to Yan Chixia: "With this relic, you can go back and deliver the work."

As for the demon pill, he accepted it with a smile, because it was what he had promised.

"This old demon walked away quite freely."

Holding the relic, Yan Chixia was also filled with emotion.

That night.

Yan Chixia and others left overnight.

Zhang Heng did not follow him back to Kaifeng, because now that Buddhism has softened and imperial power has begun to rise, Kaifeng Mansion is like a big furnace. If he goes back now, he will inevitably be annoyed by others.

He was used to being idle, and he didn't want to deal with aristocratic families, nor did he want to get too involved with the Zhao Dynasty. Fortunately, he would not go back. He had obtained the demon pill, and everything was developing in a good direction. There was no shortage of him in the Kaifeng Mansion.

"The imperial court will reward you based on your merits."

One month later.

Yan Chixia came to Lanruo Temple to visit Zhang Heng and told him about things in the capital.

"The first is Lord Frog, who has risen from the first-class Protector of the Country to the super-class Patron King, and is known as the patron of the country."

"The frog temple in the imperial city has been built again, and it will be promoted to the world. In the future, incense offerings to the frog god will be indispensable in places south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yangtze River."

"Fu Tianchou's side is also good. From the former Minister of the Ministry of War, he became the Grand Master of the current dynasty."

"But I don't understand Master Fu's thoughts. The day after he became Grand Master, Master Fu petitioned to return home on the grounds of old age and illness. If I remember correctly, Master Fu is only fifty-six this year.

, not old at all.”

"Now is the time to make a difference. It's very confusing to retire and return home."

Hear the sound.

Zhang Heng didn't care and said with a smile: "People are rare in the past when they reach seventy. Fifty-six is ​​already not young. It's better to retreat bravely while you are still sick and unable to walk. The affairs of state should be left to the young people."

Work hard."

How great is Fu Tianqiu's contribution?

Of course, if he hadn't led the cold party to press forward step by step, the big family wouldn't have compromised so quickly.

But after the compromise, the dust settled, and there was no room for him in the court.

If he didn't leave, the aristocratic family wouldn't be able to tolerate him. Looking at him, it felt like there was a thorn in his throat, like a lump in his throat.

On the contrary, if he retires and returns to his hometown, he will not be above the court, but will be raised among the scholars, everyone will treat him with some disrespect.

In this way, the conflict between Han Dang and the noble family will be within an acceptable range. If there is any conflict, he can mediate at any time. This move is to retreat in order to advance.

After all, throughout the ages, those with great fame rarely end well.

Fu Tianchou was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and he had expert guidance around him. This move was a clever move.

"By the way, Mr. Cui has been recruited by the imperial court again. Now he is the middle minister of the East Palace. He is the fifth rank. If the prince ascends to the throne in the future, these will be his confidants. I dare not say that there are too many. The position of the six ministers is guaranteed."

Yan Chixia said as she handed Zhang Heng a package.

"What's this?"

Zhang Heng took the package and found that it was quite heavy.

"This is the treasure I chose for you from the palace treasury."

Yan Chixia motioned to Zhang Heng to open it and take a look: "There are three pieces in total. They are a detective mirror that can detect the surrounding situation, a dream pillow said to be used by ancestor Chen Zhuan, and a Tianyin whose origin is a mystery.

Secret Book of Techniques."

"I won't go into details about the precious mirror and the dream pillow. You will understand after using them."

"As for the Secret Code of Tianyin Technique, it is a sound-based spell. I'm thinking that it can be used together with your dream-entering technique. I don't think it will have a miraculous effect."

Zhang Heng's heart moved.

After Yan Chixia left, she tried two magic weapons.

The treasure mirror is good for detecting. Once it is activated with magic power, it will be like a sky-eye satellite above your head. With your thoughts together, everything within a radius of a hundred miles will be reflected in the mirror.

The dream pillow is also good.

People fall asleep when they lie down, and the time in the dream world flows slower.

Before, Zhang Heng had a dream in the human world, and in the dream it was thirty days.

After using the dream pillow, thirty days turned into fifty days, nearly doubled. Practicing in dreams is of great benefit.

As for the secret technique of Tianyin, Zhang Heng also made some minor repairs.

This method is a sound skill. A loud shout can shock the soul, while a slow whisper can confuse people's minds.
To be continued...