Chapter 143 Black Wind Village (please subscribe)

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The clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the picture in front of He Pingan gradually became clear.

In the picture, a majestic hall appeared with three big words: Juyi Hall!

Downstairs, Zhang San, Zhang Laoqi, and a group of strong men were bowing to a statue of a god.

And isn't that god's handsome appearance with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes the avatar of Luo Xiang, whose appearance is only inferior to that of the readers?

How is this going?

He Ping'an kneaded the secret with one hand, and Xiaoyan's divine number slowly moved.

There was a faint sound coming from the screen.

"Young ladies, today we paid homage to Luo Xianzun, and Black Wind Village has been officially established."

After Zhang San paid homage to the statue, he waved his hand and ordered the men next to him to present a large bowl filled with wine, and then said: "Drink this bowl of wine, and we will all be brothers from now on."

"Thank you, village master!"

Dozens of men drank all the wine in the bowl, and then slammed the big bowl on the bluestone floor, causing bowl dregs to fall all over the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Zhang San glanced distressedly.

After all, I spent a few taels of silver to buy it, so don’t you know how to save?

Fortunately, he followed Zhang Laoqi's instructions and was reluctant to let the child catch the wolf. At this time, he would not be conscious if he could.

"Snapped!"

Zhang San slammed the porcelain bowl in his hand to the ground, and then shouted loudly: "Brothers, from now on, we must strictly abide by Luo Xianzun's decree, do justice for heaven, rob the rich and give to the poor..."

He Ping'an listened for a long time, and then saw Zhang Laoqi standing next to Zhang San, stroking his beard, dressed as a dog-headed military counselor, and he guessed something.

Coupled with the deduction of Xiaoyan's divine numbers, the situation of Zhang San and others at this time was fully understood.

He had learned something about Zhang San before.

Knowing that after half a year of trekking through mountains and rivers to Chuzhou, he finally settled his mother down, only to find that there were already several groups of bandits setting up camp on Heifeng Mountain.

They are all refugees who were forced to rebel by corrupt officials.

Among them, the strongest one was only an eighth-level martial artist, and Zhang San was now practicing the Tiansha Prison Suppressing Technique and had already entered a sixth-level cultivation level.

At the beginning, Zhang San was abiding by the law and did not mess with the bandits.

But then, several bandits came to the door with the intention of robbing the house.

How could Zhang San endure it? With just a few punches, he knocked down the bandit who came to the door. He called Grandpa Zhang three times in a row, and then fled back without wearing his armor.

From then on, the bandits in Black Wind Mountain never dared to enter within one mile of Zhang San's residence.

But not long after, Aunt Zhang accidentally cut her leg while cutting firewood, so Zhang San took Aunt Zhang to Lin County at the foot of Heifeng Mountain for medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, before entering the city, he was blackmailed by several soldiers guarding the gate. In a rage, he wounded these soldiers and fled back to Black Wind Mountain.

Zhang Laoqi was very active and traveled among several cottages. When he found out that there was a doctor in one of the cottages, he encouraged Zhang San to conquer the cottage.

For the sake of his mother, Zhang San set foot on this cottage alone and conquered it easily.

At this point, He Ping'an's clone couldn't care less about Zhang San because he had to constantly switch between the three crazy Taoists and Ximen Chuixue.

Unexpectedly, later, after several twists and turns, Zhang San, under the instigation of Zhang Laoqi, conquered all these cottages on Heifeng Mountain and unified them under his own command. He established his own cottage on Heifeng Mountain, named: Heifeng Village !

At this time, it was the time when Zhang San established his stronghold and formed a bloody alliance with the bandits.

In the picture, Zhang San spoke again: "From now on, Zhang Lao Qi and Zhang Qi Ye will be the military advisors of our village, and their status is only below mine."

Hearing Zhang San mentioning himself, Zhang Laoqi smiled from ear to ear.

As expected of him, he had endured the humiliation and humiliation for so many years, and he was finally forgiven by Zhang San and gained Zhang San's trust.

"Liu Hu, the second in charge..."

Zhang San eloquently said that these had been drawn up by Zhang Lao Qi after discussing with him before.

...

After He Ping'an figured out the whole story, he cut off contact with Zhang San.

He did not expect that in a short period of time, Zhang San had gathered nearly a thousand people. At this time, he was the king of the mountain, and his strength seemed to be stronger than that of Lin County at the foot of Heifeng Mountain.

This also shows how difficult the life of the people of Daxuan was under the rule of Emperor Jiaming. They would rather become bandits than be good citizens.

He has also figured out the origin of the mysterious power just now, it is the power of incense and wish.

The power of incense and vows is the foundation of Shinto practice.

However, Daxuan has no Shinto.

In other words, Daxuan does not allow practicing Shinto.

He Ping'an traveled all over Daxuan territory and had never seen the land of Chenghuang. Later, he heard Yang Qing talk about it through insinuations.

In the previous dynasty of Daxuan, Daqian, there was a Shinto inheritance and it was extremely prosperous.

However, since the founding of the Daxuan Dynasty, it has not been allowed to practice Shintoism or build temples of the City God. Therefore, there are only Taoist temples and temples in Daxuan. In addition to the statues of Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, there is also the statue of Daxuan Taizu. .

In addition, Daxuan does not allow a fourth statue to appear. Once it appears, the temple will be demolished.

Zhang San and others set up a statue of Luo Xiang in Heifeng Village. If the court knew about it, they would definitely send a large army to suppress it.

He Pingan frowned and wanted to destroy the statue.

However, he discovered that just the power of nearly a thousand people's incense and incense had made his Taoism improve for more than fifty years. In particular, his understanding of Xiaoyan's divine numbers and the golden light spell of vertical movement had improved a lot.

"The power of incense and aspiration can actually have such wonderful effects..."

He Pingan hesitated for a moment, and with a thought in his mind, a black, translucent, slightly curly hair fell down and turned into a ray of light, heading towards Chuzhou.

If you don’t do it, it’s enough. If you do it, do it bigger...

And he vaguely felt that although the power of incense and fire was good, it should not be placed above the main body.

So just in case, he simply transferred all the incense and wish power to the clone that had just gone away.

Since you are worshiping your own clone, let your clone take over the power of these incense wishes.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was Shenshi time, and He Ping'an got off duty on time and returned to the Xiancao Hall.

Today is New Year's Eve, and Xiancao Hall is closed. Hong Xifei has already prepared a table full of delicious dishes, waiting for He Ping'an to return home.

"Sir, you are finally back."

Seeing He Ping'an coming back, Hong Xifei hurriedly greeted him.

Today she put on the red dress she often wore before, showing off her hot figure, and her charming face was full of smiles.

I can finally put aside everything and focus on accompanying my son.

As Hong Xifei came quickly, her chest felt turbulent.

He Ping'an took a deep breath and smelled a faint fragrance, which added a bit of charming flavor to Hongxi Fei.

"Xifei, you have worked hard these days."

He Pingan said that in the past few months, Hong Xifei had collected a lot of elixirs for herself through the Immortal Cao Hall. He Pingan's Taoist practice had grown, and Hong Xifei had contributed a lot to it.

"This is what a slave should do."

Hong Xifei came to He Pingan and took his left hand into her arms. A soft touch came from his arm, which made He Pingan couldn't help but move slightly.

It seems to have gotten a little bigger...

Could it be possible that Dragon Transformation Technique has such effects?

"Sir, the food is ready and waiting for you."

Hong Xifei took He Pingan's arm and led him to the table.

In front of the large round table in the front hall of Xiancao Hall, in addition to He Pingan and Hong Xifei, there were four homeless drug boys.

Hong Xifei had already obtained He Pingan's consent for this matter. Anyway, there were only two of them in the Xiancao Hall. It would be lively to call all four children together to watch the New Year together.

The six people sat at the table and chatted about New Year's Eve in a lively manner. In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

After drinking and eating, He Ping An returned to the back hall and looked up at the vast starry sky. In the past, when he stayed up late on New Year's Eve, he would send a message to say hello to his parents even if he couldn't go home.

But now, there is no such opportunity anymore.

"well......"

He Ping'an let out a long sigh and let go of his thoughts.

The path of spiritual practice is vast and boundless. He Ping'an has always believed that no matter how high the level of spiritual practice is, one cannot forget the nature of human beings.

At this moment, Hong Xifei's voice came from behind, interrupting his thoughts: "Master, shouldn't we also worship our ancestors?"

"Sacrifice to ancestors?"

He Ping'an asked doubtfully, and then thought that Hong Xifei meant the New Year's Eve custom of worshiping ancestors.

She didn't know her identity in time travel, and she must have thought that she was thinking of her father in her previous life, He Lieyun.

However, he didn't even know where He Lieyun was buried after his death.

Thinking of this, his Xiao Yan Divine Number slowly started to calculate the location where He Lieyun was buried after his death.

Who would have thought that this calculation would lead to problems.

The secret was deceived, and nothing was found.

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