"Command down."

"Give each lake island resident a pound of meat and half a pound of wine. I want everyone to rejoice with me!"

Got off Qixingtai.

Zhang Heng called Xiaoyue and gave instructions with a smile.

"Senior brother, where does joy come from?"

Xiaoyue is full of questions.

Zhang Heng replied: "The ancestor took pity on me and gave me the elixir to strengthen my body and strengthen my magic power. How can I not be happy?"

Xiaoyue didn't seem to understand, so she raised her head and looked up at the sky.

"Don't look, the ancestors have already moved on."

While Zhang Heng responded, he also warned: "Send telegrams to all major dioceses and ask them to select strong, sincere believers who are not yet married and report their numbers back to me. I will be of great use."

"Yes, senior brother."

Xiaoyue bowed respectfully.

After Xiaoyue left, Zhang Heng looked at the jujube in his hand again.

Master Tao's Zhengao Zhuan, two chapters on fortune-telling, says: Jade wine, gold paste, pear, fire and jujube are the medicine for soaring. Taking it can give you the ability to fly to the sky. [If you don't know what flying sky is, you can search for Dunhuang flying sky.

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Flying to heaven!

Although Zhang Heng has studied all over three mountains and knows thirty-six kinds of magical powers, some of them are just memorized and cannot be used at all with his magical power.

Furthermore, among the Taoist minor supernatural powers that he came into contact with, there was no flying method. Now, if you eat a fire date, you can have the ability to fly, which made him feel a little dazed for a while.

swallow!

Like swallowing grapes, he swallowed the peanut-sized jujube in one bite.

Immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of lightness, as if I was infinitely light and could ride on the wind at any time if I wanted to.

"Flying!"

Just do it if you want to do it.

Zhang Heng stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his whole body rose into the sky.

"What a strong wind!"

Zhang Heng had a sense of déjà vu when he bought a ticket on a plane and was hung outside the plane.

At this speed, Zhang Heng's cheeks were sore from the strong wind. It was estimated that the speed was 800m/s, which is nearly 3,000 kilometers per hour.

"Hanging!"

Zhang Heng stopped flying and looked at the ground beneath his feet.

No, I'm a little afraid of heights, so I can't watch this.

"Land!"

Stop flying and land on the ground.

The moment he stepped on the ground, Zhang Heng felt a weight all over his body, which was in sharp contrast to when he was flying into the sky.

"I'm actually afraid of heights!" Zhang Heng felt a little uncomfortable: "I've flown on a plane and played on the glass walkway, and I don't seem particularly scared!"

It was fine when flying, but when he looked at his feet, Zhang Heng couldn't hold himself back.

It's really weird.

The legendary immortals come and go, aren't they afraid of heights?

Or maybe the method he used was wrong. The flying method just looked scarier than the cloud-stepping method.

"Maybe it's really a matter of method."

Zhang Heng thinks about it.

The immortal uses the cloud-stepping method to soar into the clouds and ride on the mist, with a cloud under his feet.

Looking down, the first thing you see is the auspicious clouds, just like standing in a building looking at the outside world, you feel safe in your heart.

The flying method is different, there are no auspicious clouds, and you can see the ground directly when you look down.

When people look down from a high place, they will feel physical fear.

This is instinct, because humans are terrestrial creatures. To overcome this instinct, only by carrying out a series of intensive training like skydiving enthusiasts can the brain develop a sense of safety.

"What the hell, I'm actually afraid of heights!"

Zhang Heng looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one was there.

He is a future immortal. If people know that he is afraid of heights, how will he go out to hang out in the future?

Wow...

Zhang Heng was just thinking when the sound of paddling suddenly came to his ears.

"Um?"

Zhang Heng looked back fiercely.

When he caught his eye, there was a girl in her twenties standing by the lake, covering her body with clothes, looking at him with a look of shock on her face.

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

Zhang Heng quickly looked away, not to look at anything inappropriate.

"Doctor Zhang..."

A little.

The girl put on her clothes and went ashore shyly.

Zhang Heng took a look and saw the girl with a shy face and two rose-colored grape dots on her chest, which were particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

"It's Shi'er!"

Zhang Heng recognized who the person was.

Xiao Fan's confidante, the daughter of a drug dealer in Sifang City, Lin Shi'er.

Speaking of which, it was fate that played a trick on people. Once Xiao Fan died, several of his confidantes would suffer.

Especially this Lin Shier and that Jiang Xue. The former had already had a falling out with her family because she wanted to leave with Xiao Fan, and the latter was just pregnant with Xiao Fan's child.

Xiao Fan died, and both of them had their own difficulties. There was no way they could just leave and marry someone else like the others.

Yes.

After Xiao Fan's death, his harem group disbanded.

There used to be a girl named Yun'er, who was cute and not tall, and she followed a young doctor from the town across the lake.

It is said that Yun'er is from the town opposite. Before she met Xiao Fan, she and the young man were childhood sweethearts.

Later, he met Xiao Fan who was injured and took him in. While Xiao Fan was recovering from his injuries, he was conquered by his evil smile and achieved good things in a muddle-headed way.

Originally, according to the established script, even if Yun'er could not become the first wife, she would still be indispensable as the third wife among the three wives and four concubines.

It's a pity that everything has no ifs. The only reason to blame is Xiao Fan's short life.

As soon as he died, Yun'er was found by his family.

The last time Zhang Heng heard of her was half a month ago, when he married the young man.

Moreover, she was not the head wife, but was married as a concubine. After all, she had been ruined by others, so how could a good family marry her as a head wife? It would be good to get a concubine.

"Doctor Zhang, can I ask you something?"

Lin Shier lowered her head and said weakly.

"What's up?"

Lin Shier is also a person with stories.

Zhang Heng hadn't seen her for a few days and thought she had gone home.

Looking now, he is still on the island. I don’t know if he went home and was kicked out, or if he didn’t dare to go back at all.

"That's right."

Lin Shier raised her head slightly.

Zhang Heng found that she was much thinner than before, and her face had a morbid beauty like Lin Daiyu: "There is a ghost master named Zhou Tong. When Brother Fan was here, he used to peep at my beauty.

It’s just that Brother Fan doesn’t dare to act rashly.”

"Now that Brother Fan is gone, he has spoken frivolously to me over and over again. He drank some wine two days ago and still thinks, still thinks..."

Lin Shier did not have the nerve to say the rest of the story and sobbed: "Later, President Gu came and scolded him away. Now I don't dare to sleep deeply at night, for fear that I will sleep too hard and be occupied by him.

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To be continued...