The heavens start from Maoshan

"Good wine!"

After all, Yan Chixia is a person with a firm mind, she recovered quickly after a brief absence.

"Hero Yan, if you like it, I'll give you ten altars later, all of which are prepared, but they are a little short on the demon pills, and they use the demon pills of the demon generals, unlike mine, which use the Dao realm. Big demon."

One tael of Yimu essence can be used for ten altars and ten catties of fine wine.

As for medicinal materials, Zhang Heng has no shortage of them. At present, a large area of ​​Maoshan medicinal material plantation park has been opened up in Huangtu Realm.

Coupled with the precious medicines collected from the occupied lands, it is too exaggerated to eat millennium ginseng as a carrot, but ginseng of hundreds of years is not unusual for him.

Therefore, in these wine jars, there are hundreds of years of wild ginseng, plus many precious medicines.

Yimu essence will decompose the medicinal power of these medicinal materials and dissolve in the wine like the demon pill.

I believe that it is Yan Chixia, drinking this kind of medicinal wine for a long time will also increase her mana greatly, one year can increase her mana for ten years, and she will look forward to the realm of real immortals sooner.

"Good stuff, really good stuff."

Yan Chixia praised first, and then talked about the Yaodan: "I heard people say that the Nine-Tails Demon Village was wiped out by a young swordsman. At that time, I wondered if it was you. Now it seems that it is true."

After finishing speaking, Yan Chixia said with some regret: "It's not that I haven't killed a big monster in the Dao Realm all these years. It's a pity that I have used those demon pills. If I keep them until today..."

Yan Chixia didn't say the following words, implying that the demon general's demon pill is not worthy of Yimu essence and these medicinal materials.

"The current world is chaotic, demons are rampant, killing millions, and later demons, if Hero Yan thinks it's a pity, you might as well walk around, kill a few more demons in the Dao realm, and take their demon pills into wine. It can also improve the quality of wine by a factor or two.”

Zhang Heng raised his glass while talking: "Hero Yan, please."

"Please."

Yan Chixia drank happily, but felt more motivated to slay demons and demons in the future, and immediately stated: "I heard that there are snake demons haunting Hangzhou recently. Among them is a white snake with a thousand-year-old power, and a green snake who is also young." Daoxing, I'll go back and have a look, if these two snake demons do evil, I'll kill them and drink."

In the body of flowers, plants and animals, it is difficult to transform into a demon.

Coupled with the restrictions of the heaven and the earth, human beings are the best of all things, and one year of human cultivation can be compared with mountain spirits and monsters for ten years of cultivation.

The so-called thousand-year Taoism, just listen to it. Grandma Shu also claims to practice for a thousand years, but it is useless in the end.

"Hangzhou, two white and green snakes!"

Zhang Heng didn't know many practitioners.

I have never heard of the two snakes, but thinking of the place name and the colors of the two snake demons, I muttered in my heart, "Isn't this Bai Suzhen?"

There are many versions of Bai Suzhen.

The TV series version of "Legend of the White Snake".

The movie version of [Green Snake].

The novel version of "Legend of the White Snake".

There are many versions with great differences.

For example, in the legend of the White Snake, gods from all walks of life came out, and it was even said that Bai Suzhen was the disciple of Li Shan's old mother.

how can that be.

The old mother of Lishan, also known as Zi Yuanjun, the sage ancestor of Yuqing, must perform rituals when the four great bodhisattvas and four great celestial masters meet.

In Journey to the West, the four sages try their Zen mind.

The old mother of Lishan changed the mother, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the daughter changed, and the status can be seen at a glance.

If the White Snake was a disciple of Li Shan's old mother, she would not have a demonic aura, let alone be seen through by Fa Hai.

Reminiscent of this world, there are no rumors of gods manifesting themselves.

Zhang Heng expected that the White Snake and Green Snake here, even if they were Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, should be Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing in the movie version of "Green Snake".

Because in the setting of [Green Snake], Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing are two monsters who have devoted themselves to cultivation and have no background.

Replace it with the words of The Legend of the White Snake.

Li Shan's old mother's direct disciple, coupled with thousands of years of cultivation, the real immortal lower realm is probably no match for the two of them.

What is the old demon of Montenegro, what is Purdue Cihang.

It can be crushed to death with one hand.

Even for Zhang Heng, who was promoted to the perfect state of harmony, it was between possible and impossible to fight against the two of them.

Chapter 191: Black Mountain Manifestation

Change the cup.

Drink until the early morning.

Yan Chixia left contentedly.

After Yan Chixia left, while Nie Xiaoqian cleaned up the table, Zhang Heng thought about the Black Mountain Old Demon and Bai Suzhen.

On the Black Mountain Old Demon's side, with him and Yan Chixia teaming up, plus Bodhidharma's handwriting, it is expected that he will not be able to overcome the storm. It is precisely because of this confidence that he has not considered shaking people from the Yellow Tu world.

As for Bai Suzhen.

Zhang Heng frowned a little. To be honest, he didn't want to pay much attention to this thing.

Because no matter which version, the relationship between Bai Suzhen and Fa Hai is very subtle. No matter how you look at it, she and her old enemy Fa Hai are like two Gu worms. They are using each other to sharpen themselves. Behind it, there may be something thought-provoking. .

"Forget it, isn't Yan Chixia eyeing Bai Suzhen, let him try it, I won't join in the fun."

Zhang Heng retracted his mind.

Yan Chixia has the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand, Bodhidharma's handwriting, and is the protagonist of the series "The Immortal in the Painting" and "A Chinese Ghost Story", and she is also a person with great luck.

Use luck to defeat luck, this matter should be left to Yan Chixia.

three days later...

Yu Lan Festival in July.

Lanruo Temple has been cleaned up.

Ordinary ghosts were sent to be reincarnated. On the day when the Black Mountain old demon welcomed the bride, there were only Zhang Heng, Yan Chixia, Grandma Shu, and Nie Xiaoqian in the huge monastery.

By the small lake, in the water pavilion.

Zhang Heng drank with Yan Chixia, accompanied by her mother-in-law, while Nie Xiaoqian played the piano.

Wait until the second watch, which is nine o'clock in the evening.

Suddenly, tick-tock playing sounds came from all around. When I listened carefully, it was suona.

"coming!"

Zhang Heng and Yan Chixia looked at each other, knowing that the Lord was coming.

as predicted.

Accompanied by the sound of the suona, dark clouds covered the moon, and a looming mountain phantom appeared in front of everyone, like a mirage.

"Grandma Tree!"

"Grandma Tree!!"

The phantom of Dashan was illusory and real for a while, calling out the name of Grandma Tree, asking: "Are you guilty?"

"Old monster, why am I guilty?"

Granny Shu walked out of the gazebo and confronted the old Black Mountain demon.

"You were protected by me, but you turned to him, and you still want to unite with outsiders to deal with me. How can you be innocent?"

Boom! !

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Opposite Lanruo Temple, there is a huge black mountain.

Black Mountain overlooks the entire Lanruo Temple. There are ghost caves and fairy buildings on the mountain, flowers and trees, evil spirits and ghosts.

The crowd looked intently.

These buildings and other miscellaneous things seem to be located on the Black Mountain, but in fact, they are slaves captured by the Black Mountain.

want to come.

Be it ghost caves and fairy towers, flowers, plants and trees, even those monsters and ghosts, they all had self-awareness at first, but they were swallowed by the old black mountain demon, so they stayed on the black mountain and turned into a tiger's minion, just like a ghost slave.

"It's no wonder that this old demon wants to devour others. What he devours, he can leave the devoured things on the mountain, and even manifest a ghost city. If he is allowed to develop, wouldn't it be that there will be another small Fengdu?"

Looking at the ghosts, monsters, and ghost towns on Montenegro.

Zhang Heng had the illusion of watching people playing construction games.

The more creatures the Black Mountain old demon captures, the more buildings and people there will be on the Black Mountain, and the stronger his strength will be.

The thatched cottage is upgraded to a one-story house, the one-story house is upgraded to a two-story building, and the small building is upgraded to a villa manor.

Roadside stalls are upgraded to wine shops, wine shops are upgraded to inns, and inns are upgraded to big restaurants.

If this upgrade goes all the way to the end, the black mountain floats in the sky, twelve, just like those novels where the ghost house is transformed into a haunted house, who dares to say that this place is not Fengdu.

"Old monster, there is indeed your eyeliner among my ghost servants. I guessed right, you have been eyeing me for a long time."

"Okay, since you know everything, there's no need to talk nonsense."

"Grandma, I have put down the butcher knife and converted to Taoism. Use whatever means you have."

Zhang Heng stood aside, Grandma Shu was full of confidence.

Facing the old Black Mountain demon that he was terribly afraid of, he scolded Fang Qiu for a while, and his momentum was not lost.

"Bold!"

The Montenegro old demon wholeheartedly wanted to swallow Grandma Tree and turn it into a big tree on his own Montenegro.

He didn't act rashly before, but he was worried that grandma would be destroyed, and would rather blow himself up than let him take advantage of it, so he was a little bit cautious.

Now, Grandma Shu is determined to fight him, and she can't stay any longer.

Since you can't get it, then destroy it. If he didn't take advantage of it, the Montenegrin old demon, no one else can take advantage of it.

boom! !

The ground cracked, and stone monuments rose from the ground.

Everyone looked up and saw that these stone tablets were written with various birthdays and dates. They turned out to be tombstones standing on the graves.

boom!

The tombstone gave birth to hands and feet and turned into a tombstone warrior.

At a glance, soldiers transformed into tens of thousands of tombstones had already surrounded everyone.

"I come!"

Grandma Shu is not a vegetarian either.

Lanruo Temple is her site, she has been operating here for thousands of years, and the ground is full of her roots.

Now facing the tombstone warriors forming an army formation with no end in sight at a glance, she immediately swung thousands of tree roots and slapped the ground hard.

clap clap...

Under the whipping of the roots, the Tombstone Warriors were swept away.

For a time, there were battles between tree roots and tombstone fighters everywhere within a ten-mile radius. The scene was both grand and enjoyable, just like playing match [-] games. Countless tombstone fighters shattered every second, which was very stress-free.

"Old monster, I want to see if you have more tombstones on the mountain or if I have more tree roots. I'm not afraid of you."

Grandma Shu became more and more courageous as she fought, and fought bravely against demons.

"is it?"

The Black Mountain old demon can be called the king of all demons, and his strength is naturally not a lie.

He didn't see any movement, and a gust of black wind blew down from the black mountain.

When it was blown onto the roots of the tree mother-in-law, the roots quickly rotted and stink, and shattered like glass being hit.

"what!"

Just breath.