The heavens start from Maoshan

Uncle Jiu said that he dreamed that he had many apprentices, and those people picked up the stars with the sun and the moon in their hands.

And he has become a bad old man, fell ill on the bed with few lifespans, no one brought him a sip of water when he wanted to drink.

Although it was just a dream, Uncle Jiu was very uncomfortable.

He didn't know what he did wrong to make these disciples in his dream disrespect him so much. You must know that raising children to guard against old age is the same as raising apprentices.

Each of those people has a great fortune, so why ignore him.

night...

At night, the sun sets and the moon rises.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Heng immediately felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

It's a strange feeling, like the whole world is full of malice against you.

What's more, the Moon is a reddish Blood Moon.

The blood moon has been regarded as an ominous symbol since ancient times, but now it hangs in the sky.

call!

An hour has come, and the magic amulet attached to Zhang Heng's leg was instantly burned.

The magic talisman is the only way he uses to travel.

Using this talisman, you can travel as fast as the wind, as fast as a horse, and can travel more than 100 miles in an hour.

According to the legend, Dai Zong, the god-walking Taibao in the Water Margin, is an existence who is good at equestrianism and has the ability to travel thousands of miles a day.

Of course, Zhang Heng was not so fast.

But there are more than 100 miles in one hour, six hours in a day, and six to seven hundred miles.

Moreover, his Divine Walking Talisman is different from Dai Zong's Divine Walking Armor equestrian skills.

Shenxingjia equestrianism is not a talisman, but two paper horses pasted on his legs, pretending to be true, so that he has the speed and endurance of two horses.

Zhang Heng's is the Divine Walk Lightweight Talisman.

Emphasis is on lightness of body, so that he can make his weight very light, just one step, and without any effort, he can run on grass enough to walk, a bit like flying on grass in martial arts.

"God's Talisman is easy to use."

"It's a pity that the elder who drew this talisman is only in the early stage of returning to the void. If his cultivation level is higher, he can walk ten meters a step, travel thousands of miles a day and travel eight hundred miles a day, and run [-] miles a day and a night, which will be faster. "

Zhang Heng replaced the magic amulet for himself, and he was a little bit thinking of looking forward to Shu.

"Well, is there a light?"

One afternoon, by the time it got dark, Zhang Heng had already run three hundred miles.

All the way to the south, I finally ran out of this primitive old forest. When I looked up, I saw lights in the distance.

If there are lights, it means there are smoke.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath, regrouped, and ran towards the dimly lit place.

"Hahaha!"

While running, Zhang Heng suddenly heard laughter.

Looking up, an old Taoist priest wearing a yellow crown and a big cloak came from the distance in the distance.

His speed was even faster than Zhang Heng, and he quickly caught up with Zhang Heng and kept pace with him: "Young man, it's refreshing!"

Looking back, Zhang Heng saw that this person was not ordinary, he said, "Running at night is very good for refining Qi."

The old Taoist said with a smile: "The young man walks like flying, but he is calm when he breathes and breathes. It can be seen that he is a real Taoist. I don't know how many years you have been practicing?"

Zhang Heng replied: "The younger generation is not talented, and entered the Tao later, so far it is only three years old."

After answering, Zhang Heng asked again: "Old Taoist priest, you have a white hair and a childlike face, you are extremely handsome, and your speed is faster than mine. I wonder how many years you have cultivated?"

"No talent, no talent, I've been practicing for 300 years, and I can't compare to you who are so talented that you can pretend to be a fish."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out: "I can tell at a glance that you are not a ghost!"

"what!"

Zhang Heng touched his body.

The qi restraining talisman attached to the body to block the yang energy has been scraped off by the branches at some point.

"Bold man, you dare to run around in front of me at night, I think you clearly don't take me seriously!"

The bright cloak on the old Taoist priest's body faded away, and he turned into a scorched evil ghost with blood and tears in his eyes: "I want to catch you back and make you a two-legged sheep for me to suck yang energy!"

"How brave!"

Zhang Heng stopped and stood on the green grass: "It is the human world during the day, and the ghost world at night. This statement is indeed true."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng looked at the evil spirit in front of him, and said again: "Since I dare to travel at night, I am not afraid of you. It just so happens that I have just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it is suitable for me to practice my hand with you!"

A Taiping sword was drawn.

Pointing at the evil ghost with the tip of the sword, he shouted: "Nine Heavens God Thunder, come to Nine Heavens, Thunder Comes!"

boom! !

A cyan thunder suddenly descended from the sky.

The evil ghost who was showing off his power and showing off his powers of transformation just now was knocked down by the sky thunder in a split second.

"Daoist, Daoist, don't kill me!"

After being struck by a thunderbolt, the evil spirit is still alive.

"I am the real person protecting the city of Sifang City. I protected the human race during my lifetime. I have not changed my original intention after I turned into a ghost. I have taken in many ordinary people in the village ahead. I really don't want to harm you, but I want to take you back for refuge. Please be merciful."

"Ok?"

"Sifang City?"

Hearing this name, Zhang Heng was taken aback.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen the name of Sifang City in a travel book called "Sun Pu's Immortal Tour of Sifang City".

hum!

A hum.

Zhang Heng pointed his sword at the evil spirit and asked, "What's your name?"

The ghost replied: "Xiaodao Sun Nianpu is a person from 300 years ago!"

"Sun Nianpu, 300 years ago?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Do you know a man named Sun Pu? He is from Sifang City. He should be a figure hundreds of years ago, and he is also a great poet."

"what!"

The evil ghost said in surprise, "You know my grandfather?"

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Chapter 134: Dao Sect Has Extinct "4/4"

Sun Pu. [Sun Pu's imaginary tour of Sifang City is in chapter 120 of this book, if you don't remember it, you can go back and read it]

In the Sun family, he is a legend.

He was able to write at the age of three, picked up a pen at the age of four, and created his first work "Ode to the Goose" when he was six years old.

Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky.

As soon as this poem came out, the Sifang City boiled, and Sun Pu was regarded as a child prodigy.

Afterwards, he repeatedly set new highs and created countless works. He is a famous poet in Huangtu circle.

Although he has failed many trials and failed to achieve fame, he is recognized as No.1 in terms of talent and learning.

As a result, the Sun family became one of the largest families in Sifang City.

Sun Nianpu is Sun Pu's eighth grandson.

When he was born, Sun Pu was sick and could no longer write poems.

However, the Sun family unanimously decided to name him Sun Nianpu, which means that the descendants of the Sun family will never forget this literary giant who led the Sun family to prosperity.

After Sun Nianpu grows up.

He did not inherit the literary style of the Sun family, but was extremely obsessed with Taoism.

Later, he joined the Qingjing Temple of Sifang City and became a Taoist priest.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When Sun Pu was in his 80s and worked hard to advance to the Void Returning Realm, the invasion of the Netherworld began.

After several years, Sifang City, the people in the city were killed and injured. Sun Nianpu, as the real person protecting the city at that time, also disappeared together with Sifang City.

It's just that after Sun Nianpu's death, he didn't fall into reincarnation, but turned into a ghost full of unwillingness and hatred.

Since then, he has sheltered the human race everywhere, and 200 years have passed in a flash.

"Literary man?"

"Writer is a hammer, this is a writer!"

Zhang Heng has read the book "Sun Pu's Immortal Journey in the Sifang City".

Sun Pu, who probably lived in the late Ming Dynasty, got drunk for three days and occasionally had a dream.

In the dream, he came to a place called Sifang City and became a baby.

So after a few years of observation, he started the journey of copying books, and put a lot of "original" poems from the Chinese plane in the Huangtu world, and became a great poet.

In his 60s, Sun Pu died of illness.

After his death, he returned to the Huaxia Realm and found that only three days had passed.

So, he wrote down this experience and wrote it into a book "Sun Pu's Immortal Journey in Sifang City".

"By the way, Sun Pu's imaginary visit to Sifang City looks very much like the work of that elder of the Nether Sect."

"Sun Pu is an ordinary person, how could he travel to the Yellow Tu world?"

"Furthermore, in the decades after his death, the Nether Ghost Realm and the Yellow Tu Realm began to merge. I don't believe that there is nothing involved in this."

Zhang Heng remembered hearing what Baiyunzi Patriarch said.

The fundamental reason why the elder of the Nether Sect did this experiment was that he was too bored and wanted to find something to relieve his boredom.

He probably took Sun Pu over from the Ming Dynasty in Huaxia Realm, and sent him to Huangtu Realm, hoping to see how Sun Pu could mess up Huangtu Realm.

As a result, Sun Pu became a literary giant.

The elder of the Nether Sect was very dissatisfied, so he played a big game and artificially drove the Huangtu Realm into the Yin Soil, creating a fusion of the Huangtu Realm and the Nether Ghost Realm, and killed those in the Huangtu Realm Immortal.

"The head of the trail, please, the village and town I am protecting is in front of you."

Sun Nianpu led the way, and said with some joy and some sadness: "To be honest, I haven't seen a living person at night for a long time."

This is a pun.

At night, it is a world of ghosts and heavens. The yang energy in a person is like a torch at night.

Humans in the Yellow Tu Realm would hide underground at night, not daring to show their heads.

And before the earliest times, before human beings were broken by a series of defeats, people would go out of the city every night to fight with evil spirits, and even formed a counterattack army at its peak.

"Is this a small town?"

Soon, Zhang Heng came to Sun Nianpu's shelter, looked at the small town in front of him and asked, "How many people are there?"

"In addition to this small town, there are four other nearby villages, all under my protection, with a combined population of about 1."

"With my strength, protecting so many people is already the limit, and I can't protect more."

"Even these 1 people, I kept them in captivity under the pretext of sucking yang energy. There are some evil spirits nearby who covet these populations. For this reason, I often fight with them."

When Sun Nianpu said this, there was a look of rejoicing in his eyes: "Fortunately, the evil ghosts that appear in the nether world are not all real ghosts without thoughts but instincts, a large part of them are human ghosts that people become after death. .”

"These humans and ghosts can communicate, and they also have their own preferences. The way of captivity, the long-term flow of water, is very useful in the eyes of some ghost kings."