Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Is your eldest sister not in the village?"

"No, she isn't. In recent years, she has been deliberately cultivating Third Brother to manage affairs, so she spends most of her time in Mengshan Town."

"Oh, it's Zhang Wei, then. What about Zhang Cheng? Doesn't he want to take over the family?"

"Second Brother is focused solely on martial arts and has no interest in managing the family. A few years ago, Eldest Sister forced him to learn for a while, but he quickly gave up. Eldest Sister had no choice but to switch to Third Brother."

"Everyone has their own path, and it can't be forced. What about your eldest sister's marriage? Is there any progress?"

"Hehe, Master, I'll tell you, the main reason Eldest Sister hides in Mengshan Town is to avoid Mother's nagging. In my opinion, not to mention this Xinkai County, I'm afraid you couldn't find a man in the entire Chixi Kingdom who could catch Eldest Sister's eye!"

"Hmph, you're happy that your eldest sister can't get married? Heartless!" Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but chuckle and scold.

"Master, that's not it! If it's not someone Eldest Sister is happy with, she won't be happy after marrying, so it's better not to marry!" Zhang Yu pouted, acting spoiled. Although the girl was innocent, she knew a lot about such matters of the heart. She couldn't help but think of herself, so she disagreed with Zhang Yuanjing's statement.

"Then what kind of man does your eldest sister like?"

Zhang Yuanjing had lived for more than two hundred years and had once wholeheartedly pursued a female cultivator, but that female cultivator didn't even look at him, and in the end, he was just left feeling sad. He wasn't outstanding in appearance or cultivation, and he was just another disciple in the Xuan Tian Sect, so no female cultivator ever liked him.

Later, when Wu Yuankui rose above the others and directly entered the Core Formation stage, Zhang Yuanjing became someone with "background," and many beautiful female cultivators threw flirtatious glances at him and even offered themselves to him, but by then, he had already lost the mood for romance.

"Hehe, it would have to be a great man like Master!" Zhang Yu giggled.

"A great man?"

Zhang Yuanjing smiled wryly, and he couldn't help but think of Qi Tianxiang and Wu Yuankui, so he shook his head and said, "What kind of great man am I! It's just an illusion brought about by the separation of immortals and mortals. Besides, how can the separation of immortals and mortals be crossed? It's just adding to the trouble."

Zhang Yu snorted softly and said, "What about the separation of immortals and mortals? Can't immortals marry mortal women?"

"Cultivators often go into seclusion for decades at a time, and high-level cultivators even go into seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years. How can they marry mortal women?" Zhang Yuanjing was very fond of Zhang Yu and patiently explained to her.

"Oh, if only my eldest sister could cultivate. Although she doesn't say it, I know she's especially envious of me and Fourth Brother. Master, do you have a way to let her cultivate?" Zhang Yu frowned slightly, sighed worriedly, and looked at Zhang Yuanjing with hopeful eyes.

Zhang Yuanjing stroked his beard, feeling a little embarrassed, and felt that this matter was very troublesome. At first, he had made up his mind to give the Zhang sisters and brothers a chance, in order to end this karma, which led to the improvement of his state of mind and smoothly entered the Great Perfection realm. If he couldn't fulfill this wish, it would definitely leave a knot in his heart, which would affect his next crucial breakthrough.

He shook his head and said, "Let's talk about this later. Go and call Zhang Cheng and Zhang Jun, I have something to tell them."

Zhang Yu didn't get the answer she wanted, pouted, stomped her feet, and flew away.

Zhang Cheng was highly skilled in martial arts, so he arrived faster than Zhang Jun. After saluting, he stood aside with his hands down, waiting for the immortal elder to speak.

"Zhang Cheng, let me ask you, what is your greatest wish?" Zhang Yuanjing didn't waste any words with him and went straight to the point.

"Wish? To become an unparalleled master!" Zhang Cheng didn't have many thoughts and said whatever came to mind.

"Hehe, you have a simple mind and focus on martial arts. Becoming an unparalleled master is only a matter of time. Since that's the case, I'll help you. As for what you achieve, it depends on your fortune. Come here!" Zhang Yuanjing said with a smile, then beckoned him to come closer.

Zhang Cheng was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward to Zhang Yuanjing's side, knelt down, kowtowed, and thanked him for his great kindness.

Zhang Yuanjing reached out and held his wrist, and a stream of magic power drilled into his meridians. "Empty your mind, relax your thoughts, and release your inner strength! Hmm, the Ren and Du meridians are both open, very good. I'll help you open up the eight extraordinary meridians and cleanse your bones and skin!"

After saying that, the magic power roamed, directly entering Zhang Cheng's blocked meridians, clearing away mixed substances, and unblocking them one by one. Then, he used magic power as a furnace, raised a raging flame, and roasted his bones and skin, analyzing impurities. Before long, a stench permeated the air. Zhang Cheng was in so much pain that he was sweating all over, but he clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

After half an hour, Zhang Yuanjing saw that he had reached his limit, so he withdrew his magic power and nodded, "Alright, go back and work hard to adapt to this body!"

Zhang Cheng felt that the things that had been hindering his cultivation on weekdays had been swept away, and his inner strength was flowing smoothly and unhindered. There were no more bottlenecks or barriers to cultivating his skills, and he was immediately overjoyed. He bowed again before retreating.

Zhang Jun had already arrived and stood quietly aside waiting.

Zhang Yuanjing first gave him a storage bag, the items in which were similar to Zhang Yu's, except for one less magic tool. Because his cultivation was still low, he couldn't use the pseudo-spiritual talisman and magic tool. Zhang Yuanjing only gave a rough explanation and said that he could ask Zhang Yu for advice in the future.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanjing let him sit down and taught him the first to ninth levels of the Thick Earth Qi Cultivation Technique in detail, and answered his questions one by one. This teaching lasted for seven days and seven nights.

Zhang Xuan had already received a letter from the family and hurried back to the old house. She came three times, and seeing that Zhang Yuanjing was teaching the Dharma, she did not dare to disturb him, so she silently retreated.

In the past few years, Zhang Xuan basically no longer asked about family affairs. Returning to Zhangjiawan, she felt very relaxed. She was an unmarried old girl, and it was not appropriate to live elsewhere, so she could only stay in the old house with her mother. However, her mother kept nagging, which made her very annoyed.

"Mother, please don't say any more, I will not marry that Master Xu the Second." Hearing the footsteps outside, Zhang Xuan did not open the door, but sat in front of the dressing table and said loudly.

"Xuan'er, what are you thinking! Do you really want to be alone for the rest of your life? You used to be in charge of the Zhang family, and everyone feared and respected you. Wherever you went, people flattered you, how glorious. But, when you get old in the future, what will people say about you? They will only say that you don't abide by the duty of a woman, and you have to come forward, so no man dares to marry you, and you deserve to be lonely when you get old!"

Zhang Xuan had been in charge of the family for more than ten years, and she had heard all kinds of gossip. After her younger brothers grew up and started families, the sisters-in-law were not completely harmonious, and she had long been accustomed to it. No matter how much the old lady nagged, she just ignored it.

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er, could it be that you really want to marry Immortal Zhang? How could the Immortal..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan suddenly jumped up from the chair, pulled open the door bolt, and shouted at the white-haired, worried-looking Zhang clan, "Mother, what are you talking about! Can you say such things? Can you talk nonsense! Do you think the Immortal can't hear you?"

The old lady was heartbroken for her eldest daughter. She was stunned for a moment after being reprimanded by her daughter, and then shouted, "Why can't I say it! Everyone in Zhangjiawan knows your little thoughts! Has the Immortal ever looked at you? He just let the Zhang family..."

"Shut up! What do you know! Who is gossiping in your ear? Even if you are anxious to drive me out of the Zhang family, you can't talk about the Immortal. You have no sense of propriety! Have you forgotten the difficulties of the past after a few years of good life! I won't let this matter rest!" Zhang Xuan was furious, her eyes flashed fiercely, scaring the old lady into silence.

Zhang Xuan ignored her, flicked her sleeves, and immediately rushed out of the courtyard, disappearing without a trace.

The old lady stood blankly in the courtyard for a long time, and couldn't help but think of her deceased husband and her own hard life, and suddenly burst into tears.

Outside the village, by the river, twilight was rising, and the evening was vast. Behind her, a bright moon hung on Mengshan Mountain, shining brightly.

Zhang Xuan strolled onto the river embankment and walked slowly upstream.

There were only a few people who dared to instigate the old lady to say those words, and she could guess who they were with her toes. However, although she was furious, she did not intend to investigate the matter. Years of being in power had long made her understand the principle that clear water has no fish.

Moreover, the larger the family, the more power struggles there are, and the easier it is to hide dirt. The Zhang family has already risen, and a few petty things will not affect its rise. What she was worried about was whether Zhang Yuanjing would suddenly leave, because he had not fished for a long time, and it seemed that he no longer needed the Redfin Firestripe Fish.

"Zhang Xuan, you're here!" A vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in her ear, it was Zhang Yuanjing.

She looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a Taoist in a gray robe standing with his hands behind his back a hundred feet away, looking into the distance on the river embankment. He was surrounded by clear air, and his aura was sometimes hidden and sometimes revealed. His temperament was ethereal and otherworldly, like a dream.

"Immortal Elder, you are also on the embankment? Have you finished teaching the Dharma to the fourth child?" Zhang Xuan hid the admiration in her eyes, walked over with light steps, saluted behind Zhang Yuanjing, and then asked cautiously.

"These few days, I have given some instructions to Zhang Cheng, Zhang Jun, and Zhang Yu. Now, you are the only one left. Tell me, what is your greatest wish?" Zhang Yuanjing did not answer her question, but asked in a deep voice.

"Instructions? Immortal Elder is leaving this place!" Zhang Xuan was shocked, her heart sank, and she quickly said, "If there is anything that my Zhang family has not served well or said disrespectfully, please forgive us for being mortals who do not understand the rules of the Immortal Elder. This little girl will definitely teach the clansmen to correct it!"

Zhang Yuanjing waved his hand and smiled: "It's not like that, you don't have to think too much. I have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I must find another opportunity, so I can't continue to stay here. Tell me your wish, and I will find a way to complete it for you!"

Zhang Xuan was silent for a few breaths, a complex expression appeared on her face, and then she smiled lonely: "I have no wish, I only wish, only wish that the Immortal Elder can find an opportunity to break through the bottleneck, and can come back to Zhangjiawan to take a look!"

Zhang Yuanjing sighed, turned around, his thin face hid his smile, and became unusually serious: "Yu'er told me, you also want to cultivate! Is that so?"

Zhang Xuan was startled, two red clouds suddenly flew up on her face, and she said nervously: "Immortal Elder, this child is not talking nonsense, she is ignorant, please don't take it to heart!"

Zhang Yuanjing's face remained unchanged, and he still asked: "Do you want to cultivate?"

Zhang Xuan heard Zhang Yuanjing asking so solemnly, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the affairs of men and women, and immediately put away her little daughter's posture, and nodded vigorously: "Yes! The biggest wish of this little girl in this life is to be able to cultivate like the Immortal Elder!"

Zhang Yuanjing's face softened slightly, but his tone became more profound: "Taoist alchemists must have spiritual roots as a prerequisite, and those without spiritual roots cannot cultivate. However, there is no end to the path of heaven, and since ancient times, there have been those with great perseverance and great opportunities who have taken another path without spiritual roots, and that is - demonic cultivation!"