The heavens start from Maoshan

Yangjiang City.

Suburban villa estate.

It's different from three years ago.

In the past, the suburban villas and manors that were most favored by the rich are now a thing of the past that no one cares about.

no way.

The world is not peaceful.

Today's rich people like to live in high-end communities in the city center, the kind of communities where veterans stand guard and have their own community police stations.

As for the villas in the suburbs.

It is now in a semi-abandoned state. Except for Zhang Heng and some dead ghosts, there are no living people in the entire community.

of course.

From Zhang Heng's point of view.

In the eyes of ordinary people.

This is a very prosperous commercial villa area.

At a glance.

In the corridor, there are old men exercising, playing cards and chess.

In the garden, there are young lovers hugging and talking about love.

Some dilapidated community kindergartens.

The conscientious teacher clapped his hands and led a group of children to play games.

outside.

Even neighborhood shops are open.

In the store, the salesperson's head is as big as a bucket.

In the barber shop, Teacher Tony is neither brainless nor happy.

Dentist holding a sledgehammer in a dentist office.

In the clothing store, the little old lady has red cheeks and a high hat with the word "longevity" on her head.

Ok.

Very harmonious.

"Owner."

Inside Villa One.

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged, surrounded by seven-star lanterns, and above his head was a huge gossip array.

And just as he felt.

Today is another good day for cleaning up.

A paper figurine slipped through the gap in the window and whispered in his ear.

"Remnants of Lushan!"

After listening to the whisper of the paper man.

Zhang Heng didn't care about it: "The fragments are left, and it won't have much effect on Zhou Zhengsheng."

Hear this.

The paper figurine came forward and whispered again.

Zhang Heng nodded thoughtfully and said, "There is no other way. The method of raising corpses is in Chai Ming's hands. Chai Ming wants to get the corpses of Zhou Zhengsheng's son and mother. Zhou Zhengsheng wants to get Chai Ming's method of raising corpses. The two of them One is a natural enemy, it's normal to fight, but it's weird if they can't fight."

Although Zhou Zhengsheng was incorporated.

But what kind of heel he is, has been picked up in the past few years.

And Chai Ming is known as the corpse demon, and he was transferred to Jiangshi three years ago because of the corpses of his mother and son.

The results are good.

After being overshadowed by Zhou Zhengsheng, he returned to the provincial capital in despair.

He can always remember this hatred.

That is to say, he was recovering from his injuries in the front, and the world was gradually chaotic in the future. In addition, he was afraid of Zhou Zhengsheng's dead mother and son, so he didn't move.

otherwise.

He snatched Zhou Zhengsheng's ghost daughter-in-law away a long time ago, and went to play with her day and night.

"Although Chai Ming obtained the Fa, he had no luck."

"The few zombies he raised are well-behaved and have no spirituality."

"Zhou Zhengsheng is different."

"Although he is lawless, his luck is excellent."

"The corpses of mother and son were born by chance through the heaven and the earth. Even if they have not been sacrificed, they are still first-class spirit corpses. It is not necessarily afraid of Chai Ming."

As Zhang Heng said, he closed his eyes: "Let them fight, whoever wins and loses, it doesn't matter to me."

Reiki's resurgence is intensifying.

It's like the opening of the game version.

In the beginning, limited by the heaven and earth, only monks in the early stage of Qi refining were allowed to appear.

And now.

It has been opened up to the completion of Qi refining, and more and more various inheritances have been unearthed, and the level of folk monks is also rising.

Zhang Hengneng can clearly feel that the upper limit of the world's capacity is increasing, and the opening of the next level is not far away.

It is no exaggeration to say.

There is no need for the following two realms of returning to the void and joining the way. Only the upper limit of the world is opened to the establishment of the foundation, and the world will start to be reshuffled, because the monks at the foundation level already have the ability to resist firearms. To kill, you have to have a large army It is impossible to encircle and suppress.

boom! !

In the blink of an eye, it was another half a year.

Accompanied by a muffled thunder, heavy rain fell all over the world.

And under this thunder.

In the villa.

Zhang Heng exhaled a sigh of relief, and the Foundation Establishment Stage was completed.

at the same time.

The reincarnated true immortals from all over the world also looked up at the sky.

"It's done, it's done!"

Luck is mixed.

Dragons and snakes rise together, and there are also leftover pearls among the people.

Of course, these people can't have past life memories like them, and they can travel rapidly.

Benefiting from the version restriction, Zhang Heng and his group can break through, but heaven and earth do not allow it.

After going back and forth, they got stuck on the ranking list, which naturally gave people the possibility to catch up and respond immediately after the version restrictions were opened.

"Ha ha ha ha."

In Pearl City.

In a large clubhouse, a young man with sunken eyes laughed wildly: "The mind is out of the body, hurting people invisible, I am the first immortal in the world of mortals."

under it.

Loli has a soft voice, and Yujie is charming.

There were [-] or [-] beauties lying on the ground, and each of them had the word "Xian Nu" tattooed on their chests.

Looking at the wall.

There is a picture hanging on the wall, which describes: 'A picture of the ascension of the imperial maiden. '

"This is our time."

The same cry is being played out all over the world.

My generation of monks has been suppressed for too long.

"Ghosts are actually formed. Even in broad daylight, ghosts can still live here like night. This is to reverse yin and yang."

half a month later.

An unexpected visitor came to the villa area, which had not had visitors for a long time.

Even Zhang Heng didn't expect that he would come to him, so he couldn't help but said, "You never came to my place before."

"You said it too, it was before."

The visitor was slightly fat, a little fat, with gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

Behind him stood a young mother wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, holding a similarly dressed child by the hand.

"It seems that Lushan's remnants have benefited you a lot." Zhang Heng thought it was very amusing: "Tell me, what do you want me to do, it won't be just passing by here to see me."

fat man.

That is Zhou Zhengsheng today, with a gentle smile on his face: "For me, you are a senior and my guide. In fact, I have always respected you, because if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the law enforcement officer of Yangjiang. Captain, nothing like today will happen."

Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "And then?"

"Times have changed."

Zhou Zhengsheng said to himself: "Actually, for the past half month, I have been paying attention to your side, and even fantasized countless times that you will rush out of the ghost and show your existence to the world."

talking.

Zhou Zhengsheng looked sad: "But you let me down very much."

Zhang Heng asked strangely: "Why are you disappointed? Is it because I didn't do what you thought? Or, do you think you really understand me and this world? If so, what are you going to do and how do you want to do it?" .”

"Zhang Heng, what time is it, you are still pretending to be a ghost, do you know what I hate about you the most, that is, your appearance as an outsider." Zhou Zhengsheng shouted: "I respect you as a senior, and you are also considered me. The leader of the road is patient with you everywhere, and you are like a puddle of mud, lying in your comfort zone and refusing to wake up.

Just look at the world.

Times have changed.

Now is the era of monks, we should stand up bravely.

If you are still like this, I won't give you face anymore. "

Uh.
Zhang Heng was at a loss, thinking that this person was inexplicable.

Give him face back, what face is given to him, is he a person who lacks face?

"I really don't want to touch you."

Zhou Zhengsheng took a deep breath: "I have contacted hundreds of casual cultivators, and we will establish a southern casual cultivator alliance that is different from the official one, creating an era that belongs to monks.

You go, the era that belongs to you has passed away, don't blame me for being cruel, Yangjiang is too small to accommodate two kings. "

What a mess.

Zhang Heng was stunned.

There is also a casual repair alliance, this thing is not working.

That is to say, in the first two versions, these people and sects are not born, and there is still some room for official monks and casual cultivators to survive.

When it comes to practicing spirit and returning to emptiness, it is combined with refining emptiness.

Whether it is a casual cultivator or a monk who directly belongs to the government, there is only one way out, and that is to go back to each family and find each mother.

Which school of kung fu you learn, try to join it and try to become a registered disciple.

If you can't do it, or continue to be a casual repairer, you are a member of the Sanwu, all of whom are miners. As good as you are today, you will be as miserable as tomorrow.

As for the casual repair alliance.

There are several Golden Immortal Patriarchs and several great Luos behind the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

It can't be that there is none.

If you don't have one, what the hell are you doing.

"You want to force me to take action?" Seeing Zhang Heng's delay in moving, Zhou Zhengsheng also expressed his attitude: "I respect you, I don't want to take action against you, it's not that I can't."

"Snapped"

Zhang Heng waved his hand.

He doesn't hit the dumb, the stupid, or the short-sighted.

Zhou Zhengsheng is very powerful.

With the support of Lushan Remnants and Son-Mother Spirit Corpse, it is definitely in the first echelon of the current version.

But so what, he still has ten years to become a fairy, has he ever been proud?

"People's hearts."

Looking at Zhou Zhengsheng, who was photographed as a puddle of meat, Zhang Heng also sighed: "You were very respectful to me back then, and you played one game at a time. I didn't expect you to change when you got Lushan's fragments. You thought you were the only one who had With ability, who are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with, why don't you ask me what I will do."

The two talismans rose without wind, and were directly attached to the foreheads of the corpses of the mother and child.

Looking at the eerie aura around him, and the thousands of ghosts surrounding the villa area, Zhang Heng said in a deep voice, "Go, give these two spirit corpses to Chai Ming, and tell him that there will be an ancient sect in 30 years. Let him and the officials stand on the last post."

The years go by.

No one can resist the progress of the times.

And now.

This era is called: 'Era of Foundation Establishment. '

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

the first five years.

In the era of foundation building, more and more lucky people have obtained the Fa among the people.

In the early stage of spiritual recovery, the official organization that took the lead dominates the world.

Loose repair organizations have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

After five years.

Cultivating alone is not as good as cultivating in groups, and cultivating immortals by one person is not as good as cultivating immortals in the whole family. The era of cultivating immortals with the family as the unit has officially come.

Look around.

If your name is Tianshui Jiang's family, his name is Qinghe Cui's family.

Today there is a Nanyang Zhuge family, and tomorrow there will be a Luoyang Sima family.

Compared with the loose cultivator alliance, there is no doubt that the family cultivator is more cohesive.

And just as everyone is still waiting to see what to do in the next era.

The first ten years are over.

the following year.

On the banks of the Weishui River, Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao, the four major cultivating families made a blood alliance and announced: "From now on, the Weishui Xianzong will be established."

Oh.

After the era of casual repair.

The second decade.

It is the era of family cultivating immortals and wild sects.

Why is it called wild sects, because these sects are not recognized by the heavens.

Boom.
The third decade.

It was pouring rain.

When I woke up early in the morning, the two families who were only separated by an alley suddenly found that they were hundreds of meters away from each other.

look out.

The small villages that were originally side by side are now sparsely populated. The Zhang family in the east of the village and the Liu family in the west of the village have been paid for hundreds of miles by one shot.

The world has changed.

The creek at the door of the house has become a turbulent river.

The hillside behind the yard turned into a hundred-foot-high mountain.

The area of ​​the ancestor star has increased by a hundred times and a thousand times. While everyone is panicking, they also understand that the next era is coming.

"I am Zhang Heng, Taoist of Maoshan, founder of Maoshan Immortal Sect!"

"I am Zhang Jingrui, Taoist of Longhu Mountain, founder of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect!"

"I am Madman Qiu, the sword bearer of Wudang, the founder of Wudang Xianzong"

The storm surged, lightning and thunder.

And above the nine heavens, golden lights fell one after another, illuminating a holy place.

"Zhang Heng."

this day.

Zhang Heng is opening the mountain gate widely to lead the real immortals to the lower realm, and realize the division of the ancestral land.

suddenly.

There is a voice from somewhere in my heart: "The mortal world, don't be too heavy, and follow me to the ancient times, and listen to the teachings of the Taoist ancestors."

Zhang Hengfu came from his heart, and this scene was reflected in his eyes.

on the screen.

A group of people sat in the chaos and began to talk about the magic method of Daluo.

under it.

The little tiger sleeps soundly, with its two little paws covering its eyes.

"Snapped"

The butt was hit hard, and the little tiger woke up suddenly: "Cao Nima, who hit me?"

Complete book.
ps: Laolong is sorry for everyone, this book is really difficult to continue, the writing is too deadly, and it is blocked every day, Laolong's mentality has collapsed.

A thousand words are all my fault.

If possible, please see you in the new book, new book: "I Have a World of Immortals"

If you are tired of the old dragon, the old dragon has nothing to say, because the old dragon is too deadly, but he is sorry for everyone