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Chapter 95 Zhang Sihong sits down

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 paid almost no attention to the affairs of the sect these years, relying entirely on Guyan and Yunfeng. In the past thirty years, the sect has been developing rapidly, 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 after reading it."

Zhang Zhixuan opened these jade transport 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 weak 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 for you. After returning to Nanya Prefecture, Sihong has been living in Lingjing Mountain, which is very close to the cave where we are doing seclusion.

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

He really wanted to see you again before he was alive, but unfortunately 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 could not be 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 is only a dozen years younger than him. He is 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 conversations 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 relationship, 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 weak 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 teach him how to practice in person.

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Sihong's spiritual roots of water and fire 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.

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

Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan devoted more efforts to 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 among their relatives and friends.

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 this ancient and mottled old well, a trace of sadness suddenly came to his heart. In the entire Lingjing Mountain for hundreds of miles, the only one that existed back then was

The spiritual well is still preserved.

Zhang Zhixuan lingered for a long time in 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 have acquired since 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 and 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 it when I was alive, but I have to take a look after I die.

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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 place left for him is also a very good Feng Shui treasure land. And after so many years,

Most of the connections Sihong made are within the sect. Being buried in the sect cemetery is not only convenient for future generations to worship, but also has some benefits for their status.

Since the Tiantaifeng family cemetery is ranked according to generation, there may not be a good place for Sihong. However, Sihong himself once left a last wish, hoping to be buried in the Tiantaifeng cemetery, together with Tonghuai and Sijin clan members.

Buried in one place.

In the end, it was me who made the final decision. According to Sihong's wishes, his ashes will be buried in the Tiantai Peak family cemetery, together with his brothers and sisters when he was a boy."

After the Lingjing Mountain War, Zhang Sihong felt that his road was ruined, so he also married wives and concubines on a large scale, and married into several major families in Taicheng County, leaving a bloodline and strengthening his family.

It's a pity that he was already a golden elixir monk at that time. The higher his cultivation level, the more difficult it is to raise offspring. Although he continued to marry and take concubines for hundreds of years, Sihong 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.

However, as a child of a Jindan monk, even if he has no spiritual roots, he has enough food and clothing, and no one dares to bully him.

However, children cannot practice cultivation, and Sihong will eventually have to endure the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to him.

Once a monk raises a child, nine times out of ten, he will have to pass this test. The probability of being able to be like Zhang Chuyun and Han Yan is very rare.

Sihong's four children have been reproducing for hundreds of years, and the wives they married are all low-level monks with poor spiritual roots. They have produced many bloodline descendants, and there are more than a hundred monks with spiritual roots.

The one with the highest cultivation level is his great-great-grandson Zhang Shengxun, who is over 200 years old and successfully opened up the Zi Mansion.

Zhang Zhixuan does not have too deep feelings for these people. He can probably take care of them with a little effort and will not waste time worrying about their paths.

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

Zhang Zhixuan walked from Lingjing Mountain to Tiantai Peak in a leisurely manner without using flying escape spells. The couple are already the top masters of Nascent Soul cultivators. Even if they walked slowly and leisurely, they could only cover a distance of 600 miles.

Tea Kung Fu.

Along the way, he also picked a bouquet of white chrysanthemums as a tribute gift to Sihong.

After 800 years, the Tiantai Peak family cemetery has expanded about ten times. Dozens of hills in the entire back mountain have been planned as monk cemeteries. Sihong's cemetery is at the highest point.

There are only eight rows of tombstones here. Eight generations of monks including Taichu Lemeng and Zhisi Tongyuan are buried here.

If the golden elixir had not been refined, these eight generations of monks 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 has no one to worship and looks very deserted.

Although the Zhang family has monks who guard the cemetery and it is often cleaned, the tombstones left behind have been broken due to the wind and rain in the past 800 years. If a big shot like Zhang Sihong had not chosen to be buried in the family cemetery, no one would have set foot here for many years.

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

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

After giving a bouquet of wild flowers to Sihong, Zhang Zhixuan couldn't help but think of the scene when the two met for the last time.

At that time, he was preparing to ambush Lin Luohua in Demon Refining City, and hurriedly gave Sihong a few words. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the last time they met, after about ninety years.

Ninety years later, when we meet again, we are separated forever, and Sihong has turned into a handful of loess.

Zhang Zhixuan put away his emotions, and after seeing Sihong, he paid homage to several family elders.

At Tiantai Peak back then, several elders in his family had the closest relationship with him. Even though he had not been to the family cemetery for more than two hundred years, Zhang Zhixuan knew the layout here very well.

Seeing that many tombstones had lost their writing, he personally took down the rocks and wrote the inscriptions, and restored the tombstones one by one for the family elders who had no descendants.

Among them were Zhang Chuyun and Aunt Meng Qin.

What Zhang Chuyun left behind was a tomb, and his body was buried in the Qingxuanzong Cemetery. Although he married a wife, unfortunately he had no descendants.

After eight hundred years of wind and rain, the Zhang family's genealogy has been able to fill ten large houses. Most of the monks in Tiantai Peak have no idea that the Zhang family has such an important ancestor.

After all, Zhang Chuyun's cultivation level is only Zifu. There are more than a hundred Zifu monks who have come out of the Zhang family in Tiantai Peak. They are no longer considered important figures in the family and are not worthy of setting up monuments and passing down their praises from generation to generation.

The monks of the Tiantai Peak family are familiar with and admire the ancestors of Yuanying such as Zhang Zhixuan, Qing Chan, and Han Yan. Every low-level monk knows their deeds clearly, and their portraits are also remembered in their hearts.

Even Zhang Tairen, the first ancestor who founded the Zhang family, is far inferior in status to the ancestor who refined the Nascent Soul.

Putting away the sigh in their hearts, with a bit of a sense of loss, Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan returned to the underground cave of Lingjing Mountain without anyone noticing.

Just returning from the Tiantai Peak Family Cemetery, Zhang Zhixuan sent transmission notes to several sect Yuanyings, telling them that he had broken through the realm and walked out of seclusion.

It was hard to take a breath away from the frustration of Zhang Sihong's death. In less than three months, one day, Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan had just finished practicing Qi Accumulation Technique, and a monk sent them a transmission note.

After reaching the level of Zhang Zhixuan's Qing Zen, he spends most of his time in retreat, preparing to take a step further to become a soul.

Especially because Zhang Zhixuan has not yet deduced the Yuan Shen Kung Fu, he must seize the time to improve his understanding of the great path.

The ordinary minor matters are basically handled by the Jindan monks, and the major matters are also handled by Han Yan, Guyan and other Nascent Soul Ancestors, who can send the transmission notes into the underground caves of Lingjing Mountain, either involving acquaintances and old friends, or involving the truly powerful.

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

This person's name is Qianji Sanren, he comes from Zhongchizhou, and speaking of it, he is still a Sanren cultivator.

Although he was born as a casual cultivator, this person is very mysterious. Many rumors are false and there are 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 accurately calculate five or six 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. After receiving this person's message slip, Zhang Zhixuan was immediately confused.

After all, after he entered Taoism, 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 pay homage to the mountain tomorrow afternoon. As for the purpose of this person's visit, Zhang Zhixuan was not clear for a while.

However, if soldiers come to block them, if water comes and soil comes to cover them, even a loose cultivator from Qianji can't 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 exactly did this person pay attention to? We will be able to ask clearly when the time comes.

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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