Cui Min died in battle.

Yun Lingzhi broke through in anger and killed everyone.

The Immortal Sect is fully engaged in an attempt to complete their success in one battle.

At this point, the final decisive battle is about to begin.

Not to mention ordinary disciples and elders, even alchemists like Zhang Heng were forcibly sent to the front lines.

But it was different from how Zhang Heng was disappearing from everyone at this time.

Zhang Yitong has risen to prominence and now occupies the position of true successor, and is known as the seed of true immortality.

Because of this relationship, Zhang Heng does not need to follow the crowd when he goes to the front line, he just needs to stay with the eldest lady.

"To alone control one side."

"I have six hundred Yuanying warriors and five thousand golden elixir cultivators. Even I have to call you Senior Sister."

Walking in the eldest lady’s camp.

Zhang Heng looked at the armored soldiers who were training and was joking in a good mood.

"Who is this person? He looks very close to Senior Sister Zhang?"

"Yeah, I've never seen Senior Sister Zhang be so intimate with a man. It's really a ghost..."

Looking at the two people walking in the camp.

All the monks also talked about it.

This is not surprising, the legend belonging to Zhang Heng was circulated thirty years ago, and many of these people are junior brothers and sisters who have only emerged in the past thirty years. Naturally, they have never heard of Zhang Heng.

"Are you Senior Brother Zhang Heng?"

Someone tentatively asked Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't recognize this person, so Zhang Yitong introduced him: "This is Zhou Tian, ​​a genius of the same class as Nangong Xiu, who is currently serving as a school captain under my account."

Zhou Tian nodded and smiled at Zhang Heng.

But Zhang Heng could see that this man looked at Zhang Yitong with admiration in his eyes. He must be a suitor.

interesting.

Unknowingly, the eldest lady who loved wearing black stockings changed into armor and became a goddess in everyone's hearts.

She is no longer the little girl who just entered the immortal sect and her feet were sore when she walked, trying to get him to pinch her feet.

"You have changed a lot."

"Compared to before, I have become more heroic and confident, like a Valkyrie."

Zhang Heng ignored Zhou Tian and talked to the eldest lady as he walked.

"It won't work if it doesn't change."

Zhang Yitong was also helpless: "Guarding one side, I am used to seeing life and death. Every day when I open my eyes, I think about the wealth and lives of thousands of brothers. They are people, not numbers. If I am negligent, there may be hundreds of thousands of brothers."

How dare you neglect your brother when he is dead?"

The words fell.

The two fell into a brief silence.

After many years of separation, she clearly had a lot to say, but the words were on her lips and she didn't know how to bring them up.

After thinking for a while, the eldest lady murmured: "How have you been in Qingmiao City these years?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while.

Time always flies by for him. Looking back now, it feels like yesterday that he stepped off the flying boat and guarded the Qingmiao City Medicine Garden.

But unknowingly, this happened more than ten years ago.

"That city, that courtyard, that front door."

"Every year passes without realizing it."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "Time flies very quickly."

"yes."

The eldest lady didn't know what she thought of, so she said again: "That's great."

Zhang Heng did not ask where he was, but said: "There are not many people left who were in the same class as you and me back then. I came out this time because I felt that the stars were dim, so I came here to say goodbye to Yun Lingzhi.

If you have nothing to do, just come with me."

Hear the sound.

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment.

It’s as if I don’t believe that the person who is neither born nor nourished by nature and who shouts that I am invincible will end up.

She stood blankly and didn't respond for a while.

Half an hour passed.

Finally he came to his senses and sighed: "If you want to count the most famous people, look at the current dynasty. Which dynasty is this?"

In fifty years a king will surely emerge.

Its rise is sudden, and its demise is also sudden.

...Spring and Autumn·Turn left...

...

In the Maitreya Domain, there is an area called Lunchuan City.

According to legend, it is taken from the wheel-turning king in the Ten Palaces of Yama.

And outside Lunzhuan City, there is a family next to the river.

The house is bare, with only two siblings living together, and the only thing that can be called a decoration is a bust of Maitreya.

"Sister, come and see, there's a person caught in the fishing net."

There are two siblings, the younger brother is younger, only eleven or twelve.

My sister is older, about 14 or 15 years old.

Hearing her brother's greeting, her sister hurriedly went out to check and found a young man in white lying on the water with his right leg entangled in a fishing net.

"This is?"

My sister came closer and took a look.

There is a blood hole in the young man's chest. Looking along the blood hole, you can vaguely see the still beating heart.

But even so, the young man did not die.

Instead, the whole body was glowing with white light, protecting the young man inside.

"This is the monk."

My sister looked excited.

Like the Yaochi Domain, the Maitreya Domain also has methods of practice.

It's just that unlike Yaochi's immortal status, there is no division between monk status, merchant status, peasant status, slave status, etc.

All there is is money.

If you have money, you have a predestined relationship with Maitreya and can join the sect and study the Dharma.

If you have no money, then you are a bastard, and no one knows who you are.

However, if you want to enter the Maitreya Sect and study Dharma, you have to pay too much incense money.

Not to mention ordinary people, even wealthy businessmen and merchants cannot afford that kind of love.

So the two siblings have heard of monks, but have never seen them.

When I saw the young man in white clothes caught in a fishing net, I didn't know how to tell which monk he belonged to. In short, it was enough that he was a monk.

"Quick, carry him into the house quickly."

My sister looked happy: "He is a monk. We rescued him. As soon as he is happy, you can learn spells from him in the future."

The younger brother was also very happy, and together with his elder sister, they used all their strength to carry the young man, saying, "I want to be a monk, I want to be a monk."

So half a month.

The two siblings took good care of the young man in white.

But he still showed no sign of waking up, just like a living dead.

As time passed, the two siblings couldn't stand it any longer, and muttered: "It's been half a month, he's been like this, won't he never wake up?"

"You are right."

"He was seriously injured and feigned death. He relied on his instinct to absorb the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth. If he wanted to recover with this spiritual energy, he would probably have to lie down for a few years."
To be continued...