The indescribable Taoist Lord

Lantian's origins are due to the abundance of wealthy businessmen.

Although the Zhang family in Lantian passed down their poems and books, in such an area, although they cannot be the biggest giant - that would be a bad thing for practitioners.

But it can also be said that he is a little rich.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to sit on these two dragons.

The dragon blood horse is said to be the daily support of ordinary wealthy families, so it can also be called a powerful person.

Either you have the hands and eyes, you have the wherewithal, or you have both.

Source is the currency that all immortals in the Zhongtian world rely on for circulation, but for immortal cultivators, its use value is far greater than its circulation value.

In the lower three realms, you may still be able to simply rely on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but in the middle three realms, you have to rely on the source stone to open up the divine treasure, polish the divine soul, and strengthen the root weapon.

Among the great realms of Zhongtian, there are especially many monks in the three realms of Gui Zang, Wei Yi, and Ming Xing.

Yuan Xian was born in heaven and earth, he was pure, and there was nothing wrong with him as a divine material. However, Zhang Qinghe opened Li Qingluo's Qiankun Ring and observed it carefully, but he could vaguely see a few traces of free black energy under his spiritual vision.

Because it was so subtle, he even suspected that he had an illusion.

But this also made him a little wary of Yuan Sheng.

"Young Master, we're here."

The two dragon chariots stopped, the boy opened the bead curtain, and Zhang Yuan was already standing on the side of the chariot.

Zhang Qinghe stepped off the chariot and arrived at the county.

Lantian is a small county near Chang'an. However, due to the wealth brought by its special status, even an ordinary family like the Zhang family has considerable power.

Although the Zhang family in Lantian did not have any decent overhaul, it still produced a number of backbones of the family.

Zhang Qinghe stepped on the neat bluestones in the county and looked around curiously. Compared to the bustling and prosperous Chang'an, the scene of the prosperous age, Lantian County was more real.

Of course, there are also hawkers and merchants coming and going, and young men with high spirits, but they are much sparse. You can also see more people in coarse linen clothes, who are either sad, numb or cheerful, with different expressions and different attitudes towards life. One thing is enough.

It happens that these people can better represent the normal state of the Zhongtian world.

The Zhang Mansion is located in a neither quiet nor noisy location in the county, which matches the family's strength very well.

A family that can be regarded as an heirloom of poetry and calligraphy will always abide by the golden mean. This is the wisdom that allows the ancestors to perpetuate it.

Of course, the decoration of the door is quite impressive, which is the face of the family.

"Young Master, please come in." Zhang Yuan led the way, and the Zhang family opened the red door when the chariot arrived at the door.

"The threshold for entering this door is not low." Zhang Qinghe sighed casually.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and met Zhang Qinghe's casual eyes, assuming that he was unintentional.

"Young master, you are joking."

Zhang Qinghe is really a young master, he is the youngest in his room.

His lineage has withered away since it became inactive, leaving only a few old uncles and an uncle who has embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

And he didn't come here to engage in some drama of fighting for family wealth. He simply took the opportunity to go out of school to avoid trouble, but he didn't feel the undercurrent of the family.

But even if the head of the family was a cousin whom he couldn't even fight with, he was still the first to come out to greet him.

The head of the family is the face of a family, and strength is the face of a family.

The thinner the lining, the more frequent the appearance of face.

Because face is maintained by lining.

"Oh, this is Qinghe, he is really the best in the world... The little baby who was full of energy in his infancy has now become a handsome and talented person."

Although the head of the Zhang family is wearing brocade, it is not ostentatious. It is a simple and rich black gown without too many patterns.

This is also a monk with a relatively low level of cultivation. Zhang Qinghe silently felt the aura of the head of the Zhang family.

Of course, he is also a monk whose spiritual alienation is not shallow.

"Zhang Qinghe has met the head of the family." He gave a casual salute, so that he would not appear too frivolous or too restrained.

"Well, I am a generation older than Nai's father, so you can call me uncle. Most of the clan members who are away from home will come back this time to worship the ancestors, and the ancestral hall will be very lively. I heard that you have a provocative temperament and don't like the excitement, so I I specially selected a quiet courtyard for you."

Zhang Qinghe looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was courting him. Although he did not have the majesty of the leader of the clan, he still seemed like a spring breeze. From the young boy, to Zhang Yuan, to the head of the Zhang family, this seems to be the consistent style of the Zhang family in Lantian.

Sure enough, in the world of Xianxia (?), one cannot judge seniority based on face. He still thought he was an uncle.

Even if he knew how indifferent they had been to protect themselves, Zhang Qinghe couldn't feel disgusted for the time being.

Who is not a true fragrance party?

Wait...the quiet courtyard...

The corners of Zhang Qinghe's mouth twitched and his face turned purple.

"No need! Qinghe likes to be lively recently, mainly because he has just recovered from a serious illness. He doesn't want to stay in one place all the time. I wonder if the owner can help me find a popular place for me?"

Zhang Qinghe couldn't care less about any sudden changes in his temperament that might arouse suspicion. Moreover, the head of the Zhang family had only heard some rumors about his personality, which might not be accurate.

He was so insecure.

Mainly because I was scared...

"Oh... that being the case, it's not impossible. Qinghe can live in this main mansion and communicate with the younger generations in several rooms."

The head of the Zhang family didn't look embarrassed at all, but felt happy.

It happened that all the sons and daughters of the direct lineage of the Zhang family lived in this master's mansion. If he hadn't been afraid of this Yasheng disciple, the head of the Zhang family would have arranged for him to come nearby.

Zhang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he finally felt a little more at ease.

"Qinghe has one more thing. I wonder where the old house with four bedrooms is? I heard that my father left something for me in it."

The head of the family was stunned for a moment, with a subtle expression on his face.

"The four-bedroom old house is naturally located in the county town. If you can't find the way, you can send your servants to lead the way. Most of them are sons of families who have been in Lantian for more than 20 years. They know the things, routes and customs in the city very well."

Zhang Qinghe bowed his hands in thanks and said goodbye vigorously but politely.

Since Zhang Buqi's death, the number of people in Sifang has withered away, and the old house has been covered in dust for nearly ten years. Moreover, Zhang Buqi was convicted and beheaded in Chang'an. His mother was seriously ill and unable to return to her hometown. Why did she stay in the old house in Sifang? Did you leave something for Zhang Qinghe?

Even so, how did Zhang Qinghe know this?

The head of the Zhang family was only slightly confused for a moment, and could only blame it on Zhang Buqi's early arrangements.

——After all, the person who stirred up the turmoil of the giant Xian Tang for more than ten years with a mortal body, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is so wise that he is almost a demon.

Besides, it’s impossible for Zhang Qinghe to believe such false news, right?

No way?

He has been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years. Although he has only the qualifications of an ordinary person, he is well versed in the rules. There are some things that he cannot delve into, otherwise he will either offend Zhang Qinghe or some other people.

There are no more than five forces in the world who dare to fight with Ya Sheng, plot against Zhang Qinghe, and slap Chang'an School in the face.