No matter how times change.

One thing remains unchanged.

The weak will eat the strong, and strength will prevail.

So Zhang Heng didn't care about Hou Wu's worries.

What kind of storms have he not seen? What will happen when the great era comes?

Let the wind and waves rise and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

...

February spring breeze.

Rebirth.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Heng has been in Zhending Realm for a year.

It’s not unknown, Henggu Zhai has been open for almost five months.

To ordinary people.

Five months is enough time for two strangers to go from acquaintance, to understanding, to falling in love, and getting married.

But for Zhang Heng, five months is not even enough for him to have a good sleep.

"My flying sword technique is stuck in the realm of thousands of swords flying together, and swords flying like rain."

"The way of time is even more difficult to get started with. It only lasts for a hundred years."

"Those who are affected by my time mark will be deprived of a hundred years of life. For ordinary people, a hundred years of life is an exaggeration, and those who are affected will die."

"But for a true immortal who has lived for thousands of years, even if he is afraid, he will not even have the courage to take action, unless there is not much left in his life."

"True immortals are like this, and the lifespans of earthly and heavenly immortals are even more terrifying."

"Unless you have been severely injured and your life is short, you can completely ignore my time mark."

Zhang Heng examines himself three times every day.

I found that his biggest problem now is that he lacks the means to press the bottom of the box and make both the earthly and heavenly immortals fearful.

Although the saying that time is respected and space is king is true.

But this is for people with the same level of cultivation. The difference between cultivation level and realm is too big. Even if you have time and space to protect yourself with secret techniques, it will be difficult to change your fate against the will of heaven and compete with the stronger ones.

Zhang Heng wanted to compete.

Ask yourself, you can only cultivate deeply on the path of time.

What if a moment in a hundred years was transformed into a moment in ten thousand years?

If the true immortal is hostile to him, he will fall under the mark of time.

Even earthly immortals with a life span of 100,000 and heavenly immortals with a million-year lifespan do not dare to take it lightly. They must be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

"The way of time is broad and profound."

"The purpose must be based on the way of the sword."

"Although there are three thousand avenues, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but there is a distinction between superior and inferior. It is still clear at a glance who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother."

"In terms of kendo, it is almost impossible for an entry-level kendo to win against an entry-level way of time."

"My cultivation level will be difficult to improve in a short period of time."

"If you want to settle down and be able to control the situation, you can only work hard on magical powers and secret techniques, so that you can defeat the earthly immortals at the level of a true immortal, or even attack the heavenly immortals."

Zhang Heng thought about it.

Normally, it would be impossible to accomplish this in a short period of time.

Fortunately.

Zhang Heng possesses the dream skill, and he can use it for a hundred years while others can use it for one year.

In the initial stages, time still makes sense.

If we use the method of Huang Liang and Yi Meng to explore the mystery of time, it is impossible to say that there will be great gains.

"Hua Rou, how long have you been with me?"

Zhang Heng called Hua Rou and planned to let her go out to wander around while she was in seclusion.

"Uncle, it's been a year."

Hua Rou didn't know what Zhang Heng meant, so she answered carefully.

"One year is already a long time."

Zhang Heng took out a Qiankun Bag and handed it to Hua Rou: "You have worked very hard over the past year. In just one year, you have walked a path that would take an ordinary monk five or even ten years to walk."

"This is good, it means you are suitable for practice."

"But it's not good enough. Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and working behind closed doors all day long won't do."

"There are five treasures in spiritual practice: Heaven, Dharma, Wealth, Love, and Earth."

"You have no shortage of talent, and you have no shortage of skills and treasures as well, as I support you."

"But destiny, destiny, timing, lovers, and earth are not things I can help you solve."

"Didn't you say before that you miss Yuan Wen and Han Li?"

"If you miss them, go and have a look. You are different from me. I have found my own way, but you haven't yet. You don't even know where the road is. There is no use in practicing hard."

"In that case, go outside and take a look and find your own path."

Hua Rou has been here for more than a year.

Always following Zhang Heng.

After being at ease for a long time, you will get used to it.

At this time, when I heard that I was asked to go out and make a living, I felt a little anxious and full of frustrations: "Uncle, I am only seventeen years old. Is it too early to go out and make a living?"

Zhang Heng asked: "How old is your friend Han Li?"

Hua Rou thought for a moment and said, "As old as me."

Zhang Heng continued: "At this time last year, Han Li packed up her bags and went to Qingyun Gate to look for opportunities. She was only sixteen years old at that time."

After speaking, Zhang Heng asked again: "How old is your friend Yuan Wen?"

Hua Rou replied: "Yuan Wen is two years older than me, and he is nineteen years old this year."

Zhang Heng nodded: "Yuan Wen was able to repay his master's favor and kill the enemy bandits with his sword as early as two years ago. Now he has joined the Huangshi Sect and became a disciple of the Immortal Sect. He has studied swordsmanship and met your two friends.

Bi, don’t you feel like you’re missing something?”

Hua Rou thought for a moment: "Without hard work and an indomitable will to follow the path."

Zhang Heng nodded: "Yes, you are very smart, but smart people often like to calculate gains and losses, do things that are sure of themselves, and are unwilling to take risks. This is wrong. Without a fighting heart, seeking stability in everything will make you lose.

Lots of opportunities.”

"Now a great era is coming, and the world will undergo great changes."

"Flowers in a greenhouse are not strong enough to endure the bitter cold."

"Now, it's time for you to step out of the greenhouse and find your own opportunities."

Hear the sound.

Hua Rou gradually made up her mind.

Then he held the Qiankun bag and knelt in front of Zhang Heng: "Uncle, I'm leaving."

"go Go."

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Zhang Heng waved his hand and shot a sword light into her body.

If Hua Rou encounters an invincible opponent, this sword light will protect her.

But Zhang Heng hoped that Hua Rou would not need this sword light and make a future on her own.

"Boss, Miss Hua is gone?"

Turn back.

When he learned that Zhang Heng asked Hua Rou to travel, Hou Wu stamped his feet anxiously: "My boss is so cruel. How young is Miss Hua? It won't be too late in a few years."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "Since you are traveling and gaining knowledge, of course the earlier the better. Wait until you are in your twenties or thirties. By then, your character will have been set, so where can you start talking about tempering?"

Hou Wu smacked his lips a little: "Miss Hua is only seventeen, and she has only been on the road for only a year. If there is something good..."

Zhang Heng still shook his head: "Don't worry, I have a backup plan for her. In special circumstances, I won't let her suffer."

"Besides, seventeen is not too young."

"The year before last, when I brought her out from Liujiapu, she saw twenty-eight times in one summer alone. People thought she was ugly and had to add two sheep before they would marry her. Otherwise, she would already have two.
To be continued...