Immortal Path Evergreen

Not long after Zhang Zhixuan's breakthrough, Qing Chan slowly walked into the cave as soon as he stabilized his realm.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhixuan for your great improvement in your magic power and your cultivation level."

"I have been in seclusion these years and have not cared about anything. The chores of the sect have burdened you, and you still have to protect me. Your cultivation has hardly improved in these years."

Qingchan smiled sweetly and said: "I have barely paid attention to the affairs of the sect these years, relying entirely on Guyan and Yunfeng. In the past thirty years, the development of the sect has been prosperous, and the credit goes to these two."

"Did anything big happen during my years of seclusion?"

Qing Chan took out more than a dozen teleportation jade slips from his storage bag, handed them to Zhang Zhixuan and said: "In the past few years, you have made breakthroughs in seclusion. In order to prevent you from affecting your emotions, I have blocked many messages. These are the comparisons in recent years. Important news, some of which may make you sad.”

Zhang Zhixuan opened these jade slips one by one, and suddenly felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.

Three of these jade slips came from the hands of Zhang Sihong. Judging from the time when the jade slips were delivered, there was an interval of about seven or eight years.

The reason why Sihong kept sending transmission notes was because he wanted to see Zhang Zhixuan one last time.

According to the news sent by these messengers, Sihong passed away three years ago, and his wish to see Zhang Zhixuan for the last time was not fulfilled.

"Sihong's first letter was sent more than ten years ago. He was already a little out of energy at that time. He wrote a letter to you, and the trustee sent it back to the sect from the Demon Refining City. In the letter, Sihong prayed to return to the sect for peace. In his later years, let us choose his successor.

Because you were already in seclusion at that time and could not be disturbed by external affairs, I agreed to his request on your behalf. After returning to Nanya Prefecture, Sihong has been living in Lingjing Mountain, which is very close to the cave where we retreat.

In the next six years, Sihong's energy gradually began to lose its hold, and he lingered on his sick bed for another six years, and passed away in a cave in Lingjing Mountain three years ago.

He really wanted to see you again before he was alive, but it was a pity that he couldn't catch it by chance. By the time you came out of seclusion and stabilized your realm, he had already fallen into the loess, and his wish was not fulfilled in the end. "

"Nine times out of ten things in this world are not what we want. They are often due to a combination of circumstances and are beyond our control."

Zhang Zhixuan sighed, another relative left him, which made him feel a little heavy.

Sihong was only a dozen years younger than him. He was not only a junior member of his family, but also a hard-working assistant.

After more than 800 years of getting along, the relationship between them is very deep.

In the entire Tiantai Peak Zhang family, Sihong is probably the only monk left who can have some intimate words with him.

Sihong passed away, and Zhang Zhixuan's secular connection was broken again.

Although cutting off worldly ties is beneficial to spiritual practice, the process is extremely painful. The deeper the emotion, the heavier it may be.

"Calculating the time, Sihong's end has indeed arrived. He was seriously injured in the battle at Lingjing Mountain, and it is already very difficult for him to live past the age of 800."

After reading several letters written by Sihong, Zhang Zhixuan's thoughts once again thought of the past.

A scene suddenly appeared in Zhang Zhixuan's mind.

A child who had been thin and sensible since he was a child lived in a cave in Lingjing Mountain. At that time, Zhang Zhixuan had just laid the foundation, and the shy Zhang Sihong followed him cautiously. Every day at noon, Zhang Zhixuan would explain Taoism to him and personally teach him how to practice.

Sihong's water and fire spiritual roots are unbalanced, and there will be conflicts in the exercises he practiced when he was young. He needs the protection of the foundation-building monks to reconcile the spiritual root conflicts before he can continue to practice.

Starting from the age of twelve, Sihong lived in Zhang Zhixuan's cave for about seven or eight years. His feelings for Zhang Zhixuan are probably deeper than those of his parents.

Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan put more effort into Sihong than the three disciples Feng Jizong, Wu Xianlong and Wen Ziqing took in when they were young, and their feelings were deeper.

Memories of scenes from eight hundred years ago came to mind, making Zhang Zhixuan feel an unspeakable sadness and a bitterness welling up in his heart.

Starting from Zhang Sihong, Zhang Zhixuan gradually recalled many old friends.

Eight hundred years have passed, and only Qing Chan and Han Yan are left as relatives and friends from back then.

As soon as Sihong sat down, Zhang Zhixuan suddenly felt that his relationship with Tiantai Peak was somewhat alienated.

Zhang Zhixuan opened the door of the cave that had been sealed for a long time and slowly walked out of the Lingjing Mountain cave. Looking at the old and mottled well, a trace of sadness suddenly came to his heart. The entire Lingjing Mountain is hundreds of miles away, and the only one he is familiar with is this old well.

Zhang Zhixuan lingered for a long time beside this spiritual well. This spiritual well is the exit of the underground cave in Lingjing Mountain. Qingchan's previous life hid a treasure, the Qingling Taiyi Pot, at the mouth of the well.

This object can be regarded as the first high-level spiritual object that Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan acquired since they started practicing.

Although they didn't know how to use the Qingling Taiyi Pot, they took the first step of practice smoothly by relying on the spiritual inspiration absorbed by this treasure every day.

Touching the old mottled edge of the well, Zhang Zhixuan suddenly asked: "Where are Sihong's ashes buried? Is it the Zongmen Cemetery or the Tiantai Peak Family? I couldn't see him when he was alive, but he must take a look after he dies. ”

Qing Chan said: "Sihong's descendants want to be buried in the sect cemetery. After all, he is already the ancestor of Jindan in the sect, and the position left for him is also a very good Feng Shui treasure land. And after so many years, Most of Sihong's connections were within the sect. Being buried in the sect cemetery would not only be convenient for future generations to worship, but would also be beneficial to their status.

The Tiantaifeng Family Cemetery is based on the order of generation, so there may not be a good place for Sihong. However, Sihong himself once left a will, hoping to be buried in the Tiantaifeng Cemetery with Tonghuai, Sijin and other clan members.

In the end, I made the decision on this matter. According to Sihong's wishes, his ashes will be buried in the Tiantaifeng Family Cemetery, together with his brothers and sisters from his youth. ”

After the battle of Lingjing Mountain, feeling that his path was cut short, Zhang Sihong also married wives and concubines on a large scale, and intermarried with several major families in Taicheng County, leaving behind bloodlines and strengthening the family.

Unfortunately, he was already a Jindan cultivator at that time. The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to raise offspring. Although Sihong married wives and concubines for hundreds of years, he only gave birth to four children.

These four children were unlucky and had no spiritual roots. They had already died of old age before Zhang Sihong.

As the children of Jindan cultivators, even if they have no spiritual roots, they have no worries about food and clothing, and no one dares to bully them.

However, the child cannot practice, and Sihong will eventually have to bear the pain of sending off the young.

Once a cultivator raises a child, nine out of ten will have to go through this... Guan, the probability of being able to surpass the master like Zhang Chuyun and Hanyan is also very rare.

Sihong's four children have been multiplying for hundreds of years, and the wives they married are all low-level cultivators with poor spiritual roots. There are already quite a few descendants of their bloodline, and there are more than a hundred cultivators with spiritual roots.

The one with the highest cultivation is his great-great-grandson Zhang Shengxun, who is more than 200 years old and has successfully opened up the Purple Mansion.

Zhang Zhixuan does not have too deep feelings for these people. He may take care of them for a little effort, but will not spend energy worrying about their path. Care about their future.

Putting away the memories in his heart, Zhang Zhixuan tightly held Qingchan's jade hand and said with emotion: "Let's go to Sihong's cemetery! "

Zhang Zhixuan walked slowly from Lingjing Mountain to Tiantai Peak without using flying magic. He and his wife were already top-level masters of Yuanying cultivators. Even if they walked slowly, the six hundred miles took only a cup of tea.

He also picked a bunch of white chrysanthemums along the way as a tribute to Sihong.

After eight hundred years, the Tiantai Peak family cemetery has expanded about ten times. Dozens of hills in the back mountain have been planned as cultivator cemeteries. Sihong's cemetery is at the highest point.

There are only eight rows of tombstones here. Eight generations of cultivators, Taichu Le Meng, Zhisi Tongyuan, are buried here.

If they had not refined the golden elixir, these eight generations of cultivators would have turned into loess long ago.

Because of its age, this oldest cemetery has become very old. Except for a few tombstones, most of the cemetery is empty. Worship, it looks very desolate

Although the Zhang family has monks guarding the cemetery and people often clean it, the tombstones left behind have been broken by wind and rain for 800 years. If it weren't for big figures like Zhang Sihong who chose to be buried in the family cemetery, no one would have set foot here for many years.

The words on the tombstones of ordinary monks can no longer be seen clearly, and some even have become desolate.

Sihong's tombstone is very conspicuous in the cemetery. Although the location is relatively remote, the tombstone is extremely tall and solid. It seems that some low-level materials are used to resist earthquakes and wild beasts, and it will be immortal for thousands of years.

Giving a bouquet of wild flowers to Sihong, Zhang Zhixuan couldn't help but think of the last time they met.

At that time, he was preparing to ambush Lin Luohua in the Demon Refining City, and hurriedly told Sihong a few words. Unexpectedly, it was the last time they met, and it was about 90 years apart. .

Ninety years later, they met again but they were separated forever. Sihong had turned into a pile of yellow earth.

Zhang Zhixuan put away his sighs. After seeing Sihong, he paid homage to several family elders.

In Tiantai Peak back then, several elders in the family had the closest relationship with him. Even though he had not been to the family cemetery for more than 200 years, Zhang Zhixuan was very familiar with the layout here.

Seeing that many tombstones had no writing, he personally took down the rocks to write inscriptions and repaired the tombstones of the family elders who had no descendants one by one.

Among them were Zhang Chuyun and Aunt Meng Qin.

What Zhang Chuyun left behind was a cenotaph. His body was buried in the Qingxuan Sect Cemetery. Although he married a wife, unfortunately he had no descendants.

After 800 years of wind and rain, the Zhang family genealogy can already fill ten large houses. Most of the cultivators in Tiantai Peak did not know that the Zhang family had such a A very important ancestor.

After all, Zhang Chuyun's cultivation is only at the Purple Mansion level. There are more than a hundred Purple Mansion cultivators from the Zhang family of Tiantai Peak. He is no longer a big shot in the family and is not worthy of being commemorated and passed down from generation to generation.

The cultivators of the Tiantai Peak family are familiar with and commemorating the Yuanying ancestors such as Zhang Zhixuan, Qingchan, and Hanyan. Every low-level cultivator knows their deeds clearly and remembers their portraits in their hearts.

Even Zhang Tairen, the first ancestor who founded the Zhang family, is far inferior to the ancestors who have cultivated Yuanying.

Putting away a sigh in his heart, with a feeling of loss, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan returned to the underground cave of Lingjing Mountain without anyone noticing.

Just after returning from the Tiantai Peak family cemetery, Zhang Zhixuan sent a sound transmission note to several Yuanyings of the sect, telling them that he had broken through the realm and walked out of seclusion.

After finally getting over the frustration of Zhang Sihong's death, less than three months later, one day, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan had just finished practicing the Qi Condensation Technique when a cultivator sent them a sound transmission talisman.

When Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan reached their level of cultivation, they spent most of their time in seclusion, preparing to refine their primordial spirits and take a further step.

In particular, Zhang Zhixuan has not yet deduced the Yuan Shen Kung Fu, so he must seize the time to improve his understanding of the Tao.

The ordinary minor matters are basically handled by the Golden elixir monks, while the major matters are also decided by the Nascent Soul Ancestors such as Han Yan and Guyan. The matter of being able to send the transmission notes into the underground caves of Lingjing Mountain either involves acquaintances and old friends, or it involves the truly powerful. figure.

This time the person who sent the jade slip was a famous figure in the world of immortality.

This person's name is Qianji Sanren, and he comes from Zhongchizhou. Speaking of which, this person is still a Sanren cultivator.

Although he was a casual cultivator, he was very mysterious. Many rumors were false and there were vaguely powerful figures behind him.

Qianji Sanren is also a top-level Nascent Soul. He has already survived a calamity. He has broken through the Nascent Soul twice, and his mana and consciousness are superior to Zhang Zhixuan's.

Although this person does not have a spiritual weapon in his hand, he is a rare sixth-level high-grade formation mage. It is also rumored that Qianji Sanren has understood the Ziwei Dou Shu and can calculate five or six times out of ten.

As the saying goes, heaven's secrets are unpredictable. If you can calculate five to six times out of ten, you are already a great master in arithmetic.

Qianji Sanren likes to make friends and has a great reputation in Zhongchizhou. Zhang Zhixuan was immediately confused when he received this person's jade slip.

After all, after he entered the Tao, he had never interacted with Qianji Sanren, and he had neither formed a good relationship nor left any serious enmity.

Qianji Sanren sent a message jade slip and planned to come to Lingjing Mountain to worship the mountain tomorrow afternoon. As for the purpose of this person's visit, Zhang Zhixuan couldn't figure it out for a moment.

However, if the soldiers come to block them, the water comes to cover them, and the Qianji scattered cultivator cannot come to Lingjing Mountain to enmity with them.

Just after the afternoon of the next day, Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan came out of the underground cave in Lingjing Mountain and waited at Zhike Pavilion.

With nothing to do, the two of them played a game of chess in an artful manner.

Before the middle of the game, just when Zhang Zhixuan had the upper hand, Qing Chan suddenly disturbed the chess pieces, flicked his sleeves and said: "The guests are here, we should greet them in advance."

"Isn't this a rogue move? I'm almost winning."

Qingchan smiled slyly, put the chess records into his storage bag, and stared into the distance with a serious face.

Qianji Sanren is already less than a thousand miles away from Lingjing Mountain. According to this person's escape speed, he may be able to reach Zhike Pavilion in less than a quarter of an hour.

What did this person pay attention to? You can ask clearly then.

After a moment, a spiritual light flickered slightly, and a figure appeared in the sight of Zhang Zhixuan and Zhang Zhixuan.

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