At night, he directly opened the dream world, covering a hundred miles in radius, rummaging through it inch by inch. Even if the Tomb of Heavenly Immortals was pressed hundreds of meters down, how long could it be hidden in his hands?

The so-called protective formation can isolate spiritual consciousness, spiritual thoughts, and the art of deduction.

But being unable to protect against naked eyes and close contact is like a stealth aircraft.

Stealth aircraft can prevent the detection of radar waves, but it is not truly stealthy.

It's just that the detectable area is too small and difficult to lock on. You can still see it flying over your head.

The same goes for the guardian array.

Unless space is also involved, it is impossible for the various magic formations that exist in the current world to transcend this space.

Whether it's a killing formation or a tracking formation, it's not difficult to spot once you get close enough.

Even some confusion formations.

It can confuse people's consciousness, but when the large array is activated, the spiritual energy fluctuates together, and it cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

"Go underground and help me find the location of the Immortal Tomb."

Zhang Heng sprinkled thousands of beans.

These beans fell to the ground and transformed into thousands of pangolins.

Pangolins are good at stealing holes.

In addition, it comes from the art of transformation, and with the blessing of immortal power, it is even more tireless to dig holes, which is perfect for detecting the immortal tombs hidden underground.

"All that's left is waiting."

Zhang Heng stayed in Yurong City.

Wait peacefully for the pangolin to bring the news.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Zhang Heng was meditating on this day.

Suddenly, a pangolin that he dispersed sent him a feeling of joy.

"Hua Rou, stay at home and wait for me."

Zhang Heng put down his words and took a step forward.

This step caused ripples in the space, and Zhang Heng disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye, just like walking through water.

"Flying Immortal Body!"

On the side, Hua Rou, who was reading the Tao Te Ching in her arms, saw her and swallowed enviously.

See the wise and think about them together.

My uncle once said that with his flying immortal body, even though the world is huge, there is no place he cannot go.

"I'm so envious of my uncle's immortal body."

contact over a long period of time.

Hua Rou also began to trust Zhang Heng, her uncle.

Her biggest problem now is that there is a treasure trove but cannot be obtained. It takes too long to copy the golden talent. Six hours of uninterrupted contact is fine for ordinary people, and she can do it by just sleeping well enough.

But it doesn't work for Zhang Heng because he doesn't sleep at night.

Hua Rou tried several times.

I even tried to stay at Zhang Heng's place because I was afraid of sleeping alone at night.

As a result, he was rejected outright. Not to mention sleeping next to him for six hours, he was not even able to fulfill his wish to stay in his room.

Sometimes Hua Rou couldn't help but wonder if she was too ugly and her uncle thought she was ugly.

But think about it, Han Li was also rejected.

"What to do?"

Hua Rou was unwilling to do so.

After thinking about it, I came to a solution that was not a solution: "Should I confess to my uncle that I have the talent for copying? If so, maybe..."

Then he thought again: "No, copying talent is my biggest secret, and it is even related to my reincarnation. Strictly speaking, I am not the real Hua Rou. The real Hua Rou has jumped into the river and died. I encountered turmoil in the underworld when I was in the underworld.

, I was supposed to be reincarnated, I grabbed a ball of light and ran away from the rift in time and space, and then became Hua Rou, but after all, Hua Rou and I are not the same person, my uncle..."

Hua Rou was upset.

Because in her opinion, the reason Zhang Heng treats her well is because she is Hua Rou, the descendant of the founder of Fengling Sect.

But in her own opinion, she is not Hua Rou.

If she tells this secret, it is very likely that her great-uncle will disown her.

What kind of person is Zhang Heng?

Hua Rou has also noticed some of this in the past few months.

He is extremely talented, hard-working and has a tenacious heart.

Although he didn't say it.

But in Hua Rou's heart, she worshiped her great-uncle as if she were a god.

She really couldn't imagine what she would do if her uncle disowned her.

The other side.

A hundred miles outside Yurong City.

A valley.

"This is it."

Zhang Heng took one step forward and arrived hundreds of miles away.

Look up.

This is not an uninhabited valley, there is also a small mountain village hidden there.

"Who?"

The small mountain village doesn't look big.

However, he was very vigilant. As soon as Zhang Heng appeared here, there were mountain people on patrol there who spotted him.

"Um!"

Zhang Heng glanced at the mountain people and muttered: "The smell of military formation!"

The three mountain men on patrol were tall and full of vitality.

Moreover, the positioning is very particular, and it is obviously the three-talented formation in the army.

The one in the front makes a parrying action, and the two people in the back make an attacking stance.

Zhang Heng knew it just by looking at it.

These three people are from the military and have served for a long time, at least ten years, so they can have the military's routine engraved in their bones.

"They are all soldiers!"

Following the sound of shouting.

More mountain people gathered.

Zhang Heng looked up and found that everyone was the same as the three people before. They all looked like veterans on the battlefield, and there was no exception.

Somewhat interesting.

Have we arrived at Yongjun Village?

Is the village full of retired Qin soldiers?

Or, this is no ordinary village, it has an ulterior secret.

"I am the village chief of Bai Village. We do not accept outsiders here. If the guests are fine, please leave quickly."

Not long after.

An old man who claimed to be the village chief came out.

He is full of energy and blood, and has good martial arts skills. He is probably not much weaker than Yang Pan's father in the Liaozhai world, Zhenxihou Yang Xiong.

True.

The true boundary is Zhongqian World, and the upper limit is much higher than that of Liaozhai World.

However, martial arts masters of this level are not just cabbages. They are elders in the sect and generals in the army. They are mainstays that ordinary people cannot see at all.

"Baicun, a soldier of the Qin Dynasty, a martial arts expert who can be a general, but hides in the village and becomes the village chief."

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "Your branch should be a branch of the Bai family of Great Qin, right?"

Da Qin is a powerful country.
To be continued...