As soon as Zhang Zhixuan returned from Tianyuan Island, someone sent a transmission note to his cave.
Upon receiving the letter, Zhang Zhixuan's face suddenly became gloomy.
"What happened?" Qingchan asked with concern on his face when he saw that his face was ugly.
Zhang Zhixuan sighed: "Fellow Daoist Wei left yesterday."
"Wei Bohan's lifespan is more than 460 years old, which is considered a long life among the Zifu monks. He can survive the brutal battle in Lingjing Mountain and die on the bed of old age. It is considered a blessing from heaven.
Birth, old age, illness and death are all human beings, so don't feel too uncomfortable."
Over the past four hundred years, Zhang Zhixuan has sent away countless relatives and friends. When his fourth uncle, ninth uncle and others left, he would also be sad and cry bitterly. After seeing this kind of thing so many times, he would naturally gradually become numb.
But every time a friend leaves, he actually feels uncomfortable.
"I'm going to Montenegro to see off fellow Taoist Wei."
Qing Chan nodded and said: "That's good. Wei Boxan can be regarded as an old friend of you and me. When we were in Qingxuan Sect, he took good care of us. Kang Duhe died in battle ten years ago, and now that Wei Boxan has left, the monks of the Black Mountain lineage
We should also take care of it."
With complicated emotions, the two came to their hometown in Montenegro again.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the Black Mountain Spirit Vein has remained the same as before. The landscape of the mountains and rivers has not changed much, and there are straight and majestic towering trees everywhere.
However, compared to the population of 400 years, the population around Montenegro is dozens of times denser.
Deep near the Black Mountain, you can always see a lot of smoke, and it is no longer as desolate as it was hundreds of years ago.
In recent hundreds of years, the area around Heishan has been undergoing intermittent development. Heishan County has successively established six county towns. Naturally, it is far inferior to a core county like Lushan County, but the total population of Heishan is about one million.
Black Mountain has a fourth-level spiritual vein. Except for officials in counties and counties, there are no casual cultivators on the mountain.
Although the population density is dozens of times higher than four hundred years ago, the number of monks on the mountain is much smaller, with only about a hundred local officials.
After the Battle of Lingjing Mountain, Wei Bohan felt that time was running out, so he stayed stationed in Heishan for the last ten years.
He is from Longjiang County, and his father was also a casual cultivator. By chance, he met Patriarch Liang of Black Mountain and embarked on the path of cultivating immortality with Patriarch Liang's support.
In his later years, he took the initiative to serve as the county magistrate of Montenegro.
Wei Boxan has been the master of the general affairs palace in Qingxuanzong for more than a hundred years, and he also likes to make friends.
When he passed away, there were hundreds of monks who came to see him off.
However, most of these people are people who have received his guidance and favor, and their cultivation levels are building foundations and practicing Qi. The only few high-level monks have finished paying their respects.
Most of those who still remain in Montenegro are descendants of the Liang Patriarch.
Seeing Zhang Zhixuan and his wife coming to express their condolences, a burst of whispers suddenly came from the Black Mountain.
"Senior Wei actually has such a great reputation that he can alarm the two Nascent Soul Ancestors?"
A foundation-building monk with white hair and beard who looked very old said: "You are very rare and strange. Before the sect was established, the leader and Senior Wei were both from Qingxuan Sect. They had a very close relationship back then."
"Master Kang died in battle, and Senior Wei has passed away again. I don't know if Wei Dingcheng can still open up the Zifu. As the saying goes, no one above him can talk when the tea is cold. I don't know if he can keep his place in exchange for Ziyang Nuanyu.
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"Does this depend on whether his own conditions are sufficient? The real leader has an upright and stern personality, and he does not rub dirt in his eyes. If unfair rewards and punishments cause trouble, someone may lose his head."
As soon as Zhang Zhixuan and his wife arrived in Heishan, Liang Yuxian and Zhang Yunlan hurried down the mountain to greet them.
Zhang Yunlan's cultivation level has reached the point where she has far surpassed her master.
Liang Yuxian's opening of the Purple Mansion did not go smoothly. He wasted three opportunities and barely opened the Purple Mansion before his one hundred and eightyth birthday.
Compared with ordinary monks, Liang Yuxian's background is extremely strong.
Among the descendants of Liang Taixu, she is the only one who seems to have the most future.
Therefore, Wei Bohan and Kang Duhe spared no effort to help her.
Not only did she have the support of two elders, Wei Boxan and Kang Duhe, her master Luo Ziyan and her disciple Zhang Yunlan could also provide her with help.
For ordinary ninth-level foundation-building monks, the master will only provide help when opening the Purple Mansion for the first time, and they have to walk the rest of the way on their own.
But Liang Yuxian was different. The second time he opened the Zifu, he still got the full help of Kang Duhe and Wei Bohan. Even if he failed twice, there was still a third chance to use auxiliary spiritual objects.
After opening the Zi Mansion, Liang Yuxian's path was relatively smooth. Even in the battle at Lingjing Mountain ten years ago, she survived the war unscathed.
Now her cultivation level has reached the seventh level of the Purple Mansion. However, her lifespan is more than 330 years old. If she wants to refine the golden elixir, there is not enough time. Unless she can get lucky, in thirty years
Refining the spiritual objects that assist in elixir formation twice within a period of time.
Zhang Zhixuan and his wife came to the mourning hall to pay their respects to their old friend.
After practicing Taoism for four hundred years, there are only a handful of their old friends left.
"Ancestor, this is the suicide note left by Uncle Wei to you."
Liang Yuxian stepped forward respectfully and handed over a letter. Zhang Zhixuan opened it and found that Wei Boxan had already written a will.
On the day after Kang Duhe died in battle, Wei Bohan wrote this will.
In this letter, Wei Boxan begged hard to leave Kang Duhe's pension to Liang Yuxian and let her refine the elixir-forming spiritual objects.
Kang Duhe was not fond of women. Although he had been cultivating elixirs for many years, he had no direct descendants left. Apart from two concubines, he did not even have a Taoist companion.
If he dies fighting for the sect, the pension left behind will be very generous.
Not only the concubine, but also the disciple can get a good deed. His designated heir can get a Five Elements Spirit Fruit that assists in forming elixirs.
Unfortunately, the war came very suddenly, and Kang Duhe didn't even leave a will.
Without a will, as the person closest to Kang Duhe, Wei Boxan would automatically inherit Kang Duhe's belongings.
Wei Boxan was worried that after his death, no one from the upper echelon of the sect would speak up for him, the matter would go unsolved, and Liang Yuxian would also miss this elixir-forming spiritual object.
The reason why Wei Boxian was so worried was because Liang Yuxian's own conditions were not sufficient.
Liang Yuxian is currently on the seventh floor of the Purple Mansion, and it will take about thirty or forty years to break through the golden elixir.
At that time, there happened to be a Five Elements Spirit Fruit that was ripe. And she was already about 370 years old.
The competition for the spiritual objects that assist in forming pills is very fierce. If you can cultivate to the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, you must have teachers and friends within the sect.
At this age, it is difficult for a ninth-level cultivator from the Zi Mansion to take the lead in the fierce competition.
According to Liang Yuxian's age, she would only have a very small chance to refine the golden elixir. Once no one speaks for her, she may never have the chance to refine the elixir.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, please rest assured, the sect will not let juniors like Yuxian and Dingcheng be bullied."
Zhang Zhixuan looked at his friend lying in the coffin. Wei Bohan's appearance had long been old and withered, and there was still a trace of his original appearance.
Although they are in the same sect, it has been twenty years since the two last met.
As a Yuanying monk, Zhang Zhixuan spends more than ten or twenty years in seclusion at a time. Once his cultivation reaches this point, his interactions with lower-level monks will become less and less. Even good friends will become strangers.