Mirror of the Sky

When Zhang Huansheng heard this, he waved his hand humbly to Zhang Qingtan, and said repeatedly, "My grandfather has won a prize.

In the quiet room, the grandparents and grandchildren were a little unfamiliar and polite like this, but they were still chatting for a while, Zhang Qingtan looked at the dim sky outside the window and said with a smile: "Shousheng, you practice "All Things" It was more than ten hours when I realized "Hua Chun Tu", and I didn't realize that it was already a day and night in my view, and it was time to go home.

Lest Duke Maosong worry that I abducted his eldest grandson. "

"My grandfather was joking, but it's really getting late, so I'll leave first, and I'll see you in a few days." Zhang Huansheng, who had long wanted to leave, stood up and said with a bow.

"You are at an advanced age, you have to practice hard, and make friends who will be useful in the future. You seem to be leisurely, but you are actually very nervous," Zhang Qingtan nodded and said, "So you don't have to come too diligently, every other day. Come and see me in the next fourteen or five days.

By the way, when you come to see me, you can't go back hungry, but the Taoist temples are all vegetarian. You are so young, you are afraid that you don't like to eat. Well, I will ask the boy to order the village at the foot of the mountain. , cook a table dish for you to eat.

Although Yamano's face is not very delicate, it is not very interesting, so it's okay to try it. "

As the old saying goes, the elders are inseparable. Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng deliberately did not polite, smiled and said, "Yes." After waiting for a while, he followed the Taoist boy summoned by Zhang Qingtan for a walk. He walked out of the quiet room, left the Taoist temple, and came to Suifeng Village at the foot of the mountain.

At the head of the village, that boy opened the red lacquered door of the village hall with the copper spoon he carried with him, and respectfully invited Zhang Huansheng to sit inside for a while. The Lord has Yu, let your villages rectify the dishes and entertain the gentlemen of the Zhang family.

If you do it well, the rent per mu will be exempted by half a liter this year. If you do it badly, it will be a waste of effort, or even increase the rent. You have to do your best. "

When the village elder heard that he was happy and worried, he handed over again and again, and then called the whole village together to set up a cauldron, burn firewood, kill pigs, slaughter sheep, peel chickens, and scrape fish.

After half an hour of effort, a table of cooked, rotten and fragrant mountain village vegetables appeared in front of Zhang Huansheng.

Three walls were lit with torches, and there was a brazier in the middle. In the warm village hall, Zhang Huansheng took a piece of bamboo shoot with a wooden chopstick with a smile, put it into his mouth and chewed it, nodded and praised, "Although the fireworks are so hot. It's a little heavier, but the taste is very good." He ordered the villagers who were waiting on the side to distribute some dishes to the servants of the Zhang family who were driving for him, and then they ate.

Because the practice and memory of "All Things Transforming into Spring" took a lot of energy, he was eating and drinking, and he couldn't stop until the moon rose to the top of the tree, and finally Shi Shiran left the table contentedly, under the strange eyes of the villagers. After sending him off, he went out and got on the chariot, and drove in the direction of Xiongjingchengchi.

After two or three cups of tea, the carriage left the lonely path and turned into a spacious avenue. The surroundings suddenly became lively, and the sound of cars and pedestrians continued.

Continuing to walk for a while, suddenly, there was a faint noise coming from the front, and then there was a noise from far to near, people turning their backs.

In the carriage, Zhang Huansheng, who was sitting cross-legged, felt the carriage stop, opened his eyes, and summoned a whirlwind with his thoughts, lifted the bamboo curtain, stuck his head out and asked softly, "There are still people at the feet of the emperor who dare to cause trouble. ?"

"Gentleman, the ground within a hundred miles around Xiongjing has always been calm," the servant who drove the car, in addition to being a fox and a tiger, also had some knowledge, and replied respectfully after hearing the words: "It is the domineering wealthy family, A rampant thief would never dare to openly cause trouble here."

While he was talking, under the moonlight, there were several long black shadows passing over the sky, and one of them was located just above Zhang Huansheng's head.

According to Zhang Huansheng's original intention, he would never mind such nostalgia, but what he never expected was that a few roars, familiar or unfamiliar, suddenly came from a distance, " There is a gentleman of the Zhang family in front, please help to stop the murderer!";

"Whether the chariot in front is in the presence of Yunqiwei Zhang, please help us and stop the fierce and stubborn!";

"Gentlemen who are still alive, these scoundrels are daring and kidnapped in Xiongjing, please help and stop me!"…

Even the name and surname were called out. If everyone stood on the sidelines, the face would be too bad. Zhang Huansheng smiled bitterly and sighed secretly. He didn't answer. Shadow hit.

The "Dragon Elephant Fundamental Sutra" is extremely powerful, but unless it is a last resort, he is not willing to show it openly. Although "Eight Nine Mysterious Arts" is profound and profound~www.wuxiahere.com~, it is a way to temper the flesh, and it will not reach the ground. It is difficult to cast in the air for a long time.

So when Zhang Huansheng made his move, he could only use the method in "The Black Nikkei of Great Calamity" that had been studied most recently.

Immediately, he saw that his whole body suddenly turned black.

Afterwards, as the figure chased after the flying shadow, the surging black mist was left behind by Zhang Huansheng, gradually showing the shape of a dragon's body and a human head.

On the other hand, Zhang Huansheng's dangling body was replacing the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose of the human-headed demon **** with a snake body, standing between its ferocious eyes and the huge mouth with a faint flame of light.

The pedestrians and car drivers who were hugged on the ground saw this scene, or screamed in fright, or covered their hands in horror, while a few young men and women who were chasing the gangster in the distance couldn't help but look slightly at the sight of this vision. Change.

One of the young women with beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but said, "This supernatural power is most likely the "Black Nikkei" by Xiong Jingzhang's family.

The gentleman of this family is really a genius in practice. It took less than a year for him to recognize his ancestors and return to the ancestry, and he actually cultivated the unique magical powers in his family to such a glorious and terrifying realm. "

"The "Black Sun of Calamity" is a way to visualize the origin of the bloodline and transform the devil into a human being." As soon as the voice fell, a tall man next to him frowned deeply and said: "The speed of cultivation depends on the inheritance of the power of gods and devils in the bloodline. The amount of it has nothing to do with internal and external cultivation, so how can it be called a genius."

While the two of them were talking, Zhang Huansheng, who was completely integrated with the misty image of the candle dragon, suddenly increased his flying speed several times, and he caught up with the fleeing shadow. Cut out a piece of that shadow.

Immediately afterwards, a mist that was darker than the night, like a plague, spread out from the gap where he was caught.