The heavens start from Maoshan

Even if hundreds of people burn incense, only one Huangtian Lishi can be supported, and 600 million Huangtian Lishi can be supported.

The 600 million yellow heavenly warriors strengthen their bodies with great medicine and forge their gods with incense.

Then use Huang Tian's method to form an army formation, not to mention real immortals, I'm afraid even earth immortals will not be able to break through this formation, the heavenly immortals have to be present to do it.

"Time is still too short!"

Unlike you ghost emperors, Zhang Heng has another idea.

The ten thousand-level Huangtian Army, in his prediction, should be able to compete with Sanxian.

But the Huangtian Army in front of him, because it was formed for a short period of time, its own potential has not been fully developed, at most it only has the strength of the early stages of the Hedao Realm.

Not to mention fighting against the Sanxian Ghost Emperor, even if the Sifang Ghost King is here, he may not be able to take him down.

In his thinking, a Huangtian Army with a scale of ten thousand people, at its peak, should have the ability to suppress the Sanxian Ghost Emperor and guard a continent.

There are thirteen states in the world, including overseas territories, 20 Huangtian soldiers are enough.

As many ghost emperors thought, millions of Huangtian warriors formed an army to kill the real immortals.

To be honest, Zhang Heng is not that crazy yet.

After all, the monthly expenses of millions of Huang Tianlishi is an astronomical sum.

He didn't take the route of incense becoming a god, or the luck dynasty, how could he use all the incense to refine Taoist soldiers, and use it to do this.

If you really do this, what will the patriarch eat and drink.

There are tens of thousands of Maoshan disciples, and thousands of Maoshan patriarchs.

Incense is the common currency in the ghost world and the fairy world. Zhang Heng is a filial person. If he has money, he still wants to buy two outfits for the patriarch.

Looking back, buy two more fairy clothes with the remaining money, and get a fairy beast mount.

I heard that comparisons are common among the higher ups, if you don't have a fairy beast mount, you will be ashamed to say hello to people when you go out.

There are also all kinds of fairy clothes and the like. I heard that there are seasonal styles. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, you have to pay attention to what you should wear.

It's still the same as before, a piece of fairy clothes with a few cold and summer magic circles, you don't feel ashamed if you wear such a piece of clothing to go out all year round, and others will say that you are a poor god, a little poor fairy.

won't play with you.

"Master Headmaster."

A lieutenant Huang Tian knelt down on one knee: "When the two armies were fighting, I suddenly saw the chaos in the camp of the ghost slayers. Some ghost slayers revolted in front of the formation and injured Cao thief while the two armies were fighting. Now they are shouting at our army. Ask to surrender."

"Cao thief is not dead, how can we talk about surrendering?"

Zhang Heng said in a low tone: "Tell them, kill Cao thief, dedicate his head to me, and then talk about surrendering before it's too late."

"Yes, Headmaster."

Captain Huang Tian took the order and left.

quite a while.

Shouts of killing shook the sky in the city, and there were many strange howls.

After a stick of incense, a ghost slayer rode the black wind, came with a human head, and shouted: "The Cao thief is going against the grain, going his own way, and killing my good president. This thief has now been executed. Please, generals of Maoshan Road, Peace is the most important thing, I, Tianfu City, is willing to surrender and stop fighting."

Chapter 164: The Black Sheep

Once Cao Zhihui died, Tianfu City was declared to have fallen.

Zhang Heng and others rode white horses and led Huang Tian's army into the city.

At a glance, the people in the city lined the road to welcome them, and some people even unfurled the flag of Maoshan to show that Tianfu City had already returned to Maoshan.

It's just that Zhang Heng's sharp eyes found that the word Tianfu was written on the back of many flags with Mao characters.

It is expected that if Cao Zhihui wins, these people will turn their flags upside down and become obedient citizens who support Marshal Cao.

"People's hearts are like water, capricious!"

Seeing through everyone's petty thoughts, Zhang Heng kept silent.

Because for the common people, whether it is Maoshan or Cao Zhihui, there is not much difference.

Everyone has seen the big scene. When the ghosts rule the world, they can't exterminate the human race and replace them with others, but they can still kill them all. Relax, just kowtow and shout long live.

"Maoshan is here, good days will come!"

"We support Maoshan, Maoshan will bring us good days!"

"Long live, long live Maoshan, long live Sanqing, long live Sanmao Patriarch, long live Master Shao!"

Listen to the cries of the crowd.

Zhang Heng was riding a tall horse, and wanted to scratch his feet in embarrassment: "Where did these people who shouted slogans come from, and why are their acting skills so exaggerated?"

"Young teacher, woo woo woo, we love you!"

"The general puts on the sharp edge, cuts down the innocent, punishes the violent Cao, please drink this cup to the full!"

The girl expresses her love, and the old man offers wine.

Along the way, Zhang Heng's smiling face hurt.

Finally, Chuichuidada arrived at the headquarters of the Ghost Fighter Association.

Upon seeing it, Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

From the outside, the headquarters of the ghost hunter has become Cao Zhihui's private palace, which is magnificent and magnificent, just like a fairyland on earth.

Especially in the main hall, with jade pillars and dragons, and gold bricks on the floor, even Zhang Heng, who is used to extravagance, was taken aback by Cao Zhihui's handwriting.

"It is said that Thief Cao likes luxury, and the gold is spread on the ground. It is true when I saw it today."

Zhang Heng looked around, and said to Elder Huaigu who was walking behind: "This person is not good at power. If he gains power, he must be a person who plucks out a hair to benefit the world, but only wants to take the world and serve himself."

Kill the superior and steal the high position.

In less than a month, he was extravagant to the point of paving the floor with gold bricks, which shows how greedy this person is.

If such a person calls himself a widow, I am afraid that if he is asked to pluck out a hair, he is not willing to benefit the whole world, and he is only willing to use the world to support him alone.

"Creating rebellion and being killed by subordinates, looking at it now, it has long been the situation that should be."

Elder Huaigu was old and mature, and quickly gave his own opinion: "I am afraid that without us, he will not be able to be the king of Tianfu for long, and sooner or later he will be killed by others on the throne just like he killed President Xiao. "

Zhang Heng nodded silently.

Although Xiao Xi, the chairman, has no political awareness, his opponents are not bad, and he can't be said to be extravagant.

As for marrying more wives, that's not a big problem. It's far worse than a bureaucrat with more than 300 mistresses in later generations.

on the contrary.

As Xiao Xi's vice president, Cao Zhihui brutally killed his benefactor only for his own self-interest.

With such a high position, his name is not right, his words are not right, if he does what he does today, someone is destined to do it tomorrow.

Even the banner is ready-made, avenging the old president can win over many vacillating people.

Zhang Heng thought before that since Cao Zhihui dared to play the game of adding a yellow robe, he should have some political means.

Unexpectedly, the public property of the Ghost Warrior Alliance has become his private property.

This is no different from playing online games, where the guild leader takes the guild warehouse as his own, and other elders can't touch it. It's no wonder that other elders don't leave or backstab.

"Stupid coins!"

Zhang Heng did his part and sat on Cao Zhihui's golden chair.

the following.

On the left stood Elder Huaigu and the generals of the Huangtian Army, and on the right stood the ghost hunters of the Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Warrior Alliance.

"Legend, President Xiao Xi's daughter, Xiao Bingbing goes to the palace."

a little.

As soon as Zhang Heng opened his mouth, it caused an uproar among the ghost hunters.

"Bingbing? President Xiao's daughter is still alive?"

"That's right. After Cao thief killed the president, he ordered them to be found. I thought they were all killed."

"Hmph, it looks like he was picked up by someone from Maoshan, but Maoshan was quick enough to strike."

Accompanied by discussions.

Xiao Bingbing was dressed in plain clothes and walked in accompanied by two Captain Huang Tian.

"Niece Bingbing, I am your Uncle Bai!"

"Bing Bing, it's great to see that you're fine, Lao Xiao still has heirs left, and it's time to rest in peace."

Seeing Xiao Bingbing coming in, a ghost hunter greeted him proactively.

Xiao Bingbing ignored them, walked slowly to the bottom of the golden platform, and knelt down on his knees: "Xiao Bingbing, please refer to Headmaster Maoshan, the headmaster avenged my father, from now on, my life is Maoshan and yours!" gone."

"Don't be too polite."

Zhang Heng's expression remained the same: "Maoshan condemned the innocent and helped Taiping. Cao Zhihui perverted and refused to accept Wang Hua. Today's execution is all due to his lack of coordination, and there is no intention of killing you."

Xiao Bingbing made a salutary visit: "No matter what, the head teacher and Mao Shan are the ones I avenge. I dare not forget this kindness."

Zhang Heng looked at her quietly for a while.

He didn't know whether these words were given to Xiao Bingbing by others, or Xiao Bingbing thought of them himself.

If it's the latter, a little girl of twelve or thirteen can come up with such words by herself, and if the future doesn't go wrong, she will probably have a bright future.

"Get up."

Zhang Heng waved his hand, whether Xiao Bingbing wanted it or not, Captain Huang Tian would help him up.

After she stood up, Zhang Heng glanced over the ghost hunters and said, "Who is she, you should be familiar with it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Xiao Bingbing, the daughter of Xiao Xi, the president of Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Fighter Alliance.

When Xiao Xi was still alive, they loved this daughter in every possible way, and they naturally knew it.

The ghost hunters who can enter the hall right now are all core members of the Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Warrior Alliance, so how could they not know her.

"Once upon a time, I, Maoshan, had an agreement with President Xiao."

"He will always be in charge of the management of the Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Fighter Alliance. You only need to listen to the announcement, and Maoshan will not directly intervene in your internal affairs."

"Now President Xiao is dead, and the murderer who killed him is also dead."

"But what I said in Maoshan will not be invalidated. In the future, the Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Fighter Alliance will still be a relatively independent Maoshan subordinate organization."

"Only the president needs to be directly responsible to Maoshan, and your internal specific matters will still be discussed and resolved within you."

Zhang Heng paused slightly: "I have led the troops here to kill Cao Zhihui, who committed chaos, not to let you return to Maoshan, but to bring you peace and order."

"Xiao Bingbing is President Xiao's daughter."

"President Xiao, he is a person who has made great contributions to the Ghost Warrior Alliance and even the entire Tianfu State."

"Now, on behalf of Maoshan, I have decided to let President Xiao's daughter, Xiao Bingbing, inherit her father's footsteps and take over the post of president of the Tianfu Prefecture Ghost Fighter Alliance. Do you think it is appropriate?"

Everyone nodded: "This statement is mature and prudent, it is very appropriate."

Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "I am a very negotiable person. If you feel that something is wrong, you must bring it up. If I have something, I will correct it, and if I don't, I will encourage it. Don't think that I will do something when I am sitting on the golden chair." I am very good at speaking."

Everyone looked at each other.

After a while, a ghost slayer couldn't help but took a step forward, and said, "Master Maoshan, although Xiao Bingbing is the daughter of the old president, but she is not a ghost stalker, how can she be the president of the ghost stalker alliance?" ?”

Zhang Heng tilted his head and asked everyone, "Xiao Bingbing, isn't he a ghost hunter?"

"Isn't it?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they remembered that Xiao Bingbing was just an ordinary person.

"Really not?"

Zhang Heng asked again.

"Yes, right..."