"What, that silver light is Yue Qiluo?"

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing looked surprised: "Isn't she very powerful? Why did I accept her just after we met her?"

Xu Zhenren was sulking on the side and was so angry that he could not speak.

"Perhaps she is not lucky, or you are lucky."

Zhang Heng was also speechless.

They beat him to death before injuring Yue Qiluo. Unexpectedly, Taoist Taoist Picker of the Stars picked the peach in the end.

Could it be said that the Uncle Star Reacher in front of him is the legendary son of destiny?

"Uncle Master, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Heng was a little confused.

"I am a person who has always moved around and acted as I pleased, doing whatever I wanted to do."

"I couldn't sleep at night. On a whim, I wanted to come and see you, so I came."

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing had a free and easy look on his face: "Isn't that what you are doing?"

What else could Zhang Heng say? Just four words: "I admire you, I admire you."

"By the way, this Yue Qiluo is a repeat offender of the Yin Division. Fengjiao wants to use it to exchange for a reincarnation spot with the Yin Division. I wonder if you are willing to let me take it away?"

The star-catching Taoist shows his true face.

"Take it, there's no use for us to come."

Zhang Heng directly made the decision for Xu Zhenren.

Anyway, they are two masters and apprentices. Xu Zhenren has no wild disciples outside. Who is the leader in this family? No one stipulates that the disciple must listen to the master, and the master cannot listen to the disciple.

"I owe you a favor."

Zhang Heng was a little baffled by what the Taoist Master said.

Doesn’t Uncle Jiu need this quota? Why is it that the person who owes the favor is Taoist Taoist Reacher?

"You don't know something."

Seeing the question in Zhang Heng's eyes, Taoist Master Zhaixing sighed: "Back then, Fengjiao didn't want to go up the mountain. She just wanted to be a Taoist living in fire. In the end, I persuaded him to go up the mountain, which ruined the relationship between him and Lian Mei."

Marriage."

"I'm wrong to say this, but my Lin family has shared weal and woe with Maoshan for generations. In our generation, only I, Feng Jiao, and Exorcist have some talent, and it's hard for others to make a difference."

"We have been blessed by Maoshan, how can we ignore everyone for the sake of our small family? Since Fengjiao's surname is Lin, she has to shoulder this obligation. There is no way around it. If you want to blame it, just blame him for his bad fate. Born in

Lin."

This was the first time Zhang Heng knew that Uncle Jiu's journey to the mountains to learn Taoism turned out to be so tortuous.

No wonder he never forgets Lian Mei. Maybe his mind has never changed, but he has too many things on his shoulders and cannot bend his back for the love of his children like ordinary people.

"Uncle Jiu is also a miserable man!"

Zhang Heng sighed, and then said: "Uncle Star Reacher, you'd better send this gourd to Uncle Jiu as soon as possible. This can make up for his troubles."

"Um."

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing left as soon as he said it: "I'm going to do some business first. I'll miss you later and I'll come again."

"Huh!"

Looking at a star-catching Taoist who jumped on the Kongming Lantern in a flash, Zhang Heng said loudly: "Uncle Master, next time you come over, can you teach me the art of lightening my body? I also want to be as cool as you."

"It's easy to say, I will teach you next time."

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing laughed loudly, and then threw out a command flag: "Command, the wind will come!"

Woo woo woo...

A gust of breeze blows, blowing the Kongming Lantern towards the west.

Zhang Heng's eyes were full of envy and he whispered: "As expected of the number one person in Maoshan, he is really dashing!"

"Brother, I feel so much pain, it feels like my whole body is falling apart."

After thinking about it with righteous thoughts, Zhang DaDa regained consciousness.

Zhang Heng looked back at him and said nonchalantly: "You were walking accidentally and fell. Just turn around and apply some safflower oil."

"Brother, it's true or not, I seem to be seriously injured."

Sister Zhang was doubtful.

"Don't worry, you are practicing the secret technique of the Taoist Protector. You are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Unless you die immediately, you will not die."

Zhang Heng ignored him and looked at Jia Le, who had been sitting next to Qingqing's body with a dull expression since he woke up: "Jia Le, are you okay?"

Jiale said with a mournful face: "Brother, Qingqing is dead."

Zhang Heng sighed and sat next to Jia Le: "Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions in the world. We cultivators must be open-minded."

"Take me for example. Many people say that I am powerful and should open up a large harem and have a group of wives and concubines. I always just smile and ignore this. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

Jia Le asked subconsciously.

"My eldest wife died today. I'm crying."

"My second wife will be arrested tomorrow. Please save her."

"My third wife was injured the day after tomorrow. I need to save her first and then take revenge."

"If you hang around your wife every day, that's a waste of time."

"How much time does a person have to waste on romance? Moreover, I cultivate Taoism and cultivate immortality. If one day I become immortal but my wife does not, how worried should I be?"

"Can't we just ignore her?"

"But her qualifications are very poor. What to do? We have to use resources to pile up and find training resources for her all over the world."

"Ugh, I feel tired just thinking about it. I want to eat a tomato to calm down my panic."

Zhang Heng has actually thought about it.

He is not a eunuch, he still wants to find a wife.

But it can't be in the lower world. It must be found after ascension. No matter how hard it is, you must find a partner with "immortal qualifications". The kind of partner who can ascend to immortality together is something he will look down on to ordinary people.

No matter how beautiful ordinary people are, they are not among his choices.

Because God should not fall in love with humans, such love will not have good results.

Although Zhang Heng is not a god, he believes that he will become an immortal.

In this case, why should he care too much about the joy? He is not Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty. He spends all day dreaming without knowing that he is a guest.

"Senior brother, if Master Yixiu knew that Qingqing was dead, would he be very sad?"

Jia Le was still a little depressed: "If I had known earlier, we really shouldn't have come, so Qingqing would be fine."

After saying that, Jiale asked Zhang Heng: "Brother, Qingqing also believes in Buddhism. Did she go to the Western Paradise?"

Zhang Heng looked at him.

In the end, she told a white lie: "Yes, Qingqing has gone to the Western Paradise, and she will be very happy there."

"Yes, Qingqing believes in Buddha so sincerely, Buddha will definitely guide her."

Jia Le cheered up again: "Maybe Qingqing is watching us in Paradise. She definitely doesn't want me to be so depressed."

"Yeah yeah."

Zhang Heng responded, but thought in his heart: "Instead of praying to the Buddha, why not pray to me? One day, I can swim in the river of time, and create a world to resurrect all the people who have crossed paths with me and died.

." Thinking of this, Zhang Heng thought to himself: "This should be more reliable than praying to the Buddha."

First set a small goal: to become the first Buddhist and Taoist person in this era, and by the way, watch the rise of the nation.

Set a medium goal: to become an immortal and enjoy the endless troubles of longevity.

Finally, here is a big goal: create a world, intercept a section of the world, and resurrect all the people who have interacted with me.

This is called seeking wealth and honor and not forgetting each other.

...

Two days later, Jia Le left.

He left crying, holding Qingqing's ashes.

Zhang Heng said to him, don't be sad, I will resurrect Qingqing when I become an immortal and an ancestor.

Jia Le was stunned for a while, looking at him as if he was insane.

Zhang Heng felt that he should say less such things in the future, otherwise he would be in trouble if he said too much and became a bully, even though he was serious.

"Commander, great news, great news!"
To be continued...