Immortal Path Evergreen

After Han Yan opened up the Purple Mansion, her cave was a third-grade upper-grade spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy strength was somewhat insufficient, which would delay her cultivation in the long run.

Every fourth-grade spiritual vein in Qingxuan Sect has an owner, and it is not the turn of Han Yan, an elder who has just opened up the Purple Mansion, to intervene, unless she is willing to practice under the nose of the Jin Patriarch of Qingyang Mountain.

Unless it is a close relationship, ordinary cultivators are not willing to expose their secrets such as their skills, spiritual roots, and opportunities to high-level cultivators. Even Zhao Xinlian, the direct disciple of Jin Patriarch, is unwilling to settle in Qingyang Mountain and chooses to open a cave outside, not to mention Han Yan, an outsider with whom she is not close.

Therefore, she can only temporarily refine some spiritual stones to replenish her mana, prepare for an opportunity to seize a fourth-grade spiritual vein, and then move the cave out.

Just after the few people attended Han Yan's Purple Mansion Celebration, Qing Chan sent a letter to tell everyone a bad news.

Uncle Nineteen Zhang Mengling passed away a month ago. Almost as soon as Zhang Zhixuan and his friends left, he passed away in a very short time.

After receiving this bad news, Zhang Zhixuan could only sacrifice the Poison Dragon Boat and take everyone back to the family.

Han Yan had already opened up the Purple Mansion. The speed of her controlling the Poison Dragon Boat was much faster than Zhang Zhixuan. In just five or six days, she rushed back to Tiantai Peak from the mountain gate of Qingxuan Sect.

"Uncle left quite suddenly. He was energetic and handled a lot of family chores the day before. Unexpectedly, he went back to sleep at night and didn't wake up the next day. He left alone without saying anything."

The descendants of Uncle Nineteen were all mortals without spiritual roots. Although they were in their fifties or sixties, they did not have a high status in the family. His funeral was presided over by Sihong.

Zhang Sihong stayed at home to look after the house. Unexpectedly, even though they lived under the same roof, he did not see Zhang Mengling for the last time.

Zhang Mengling gave him the greatest help in building his foundation. He treated his nephew as his own son and left all his good deeds to him.

But at the last moment, he didn't even know Uncle Nineteen's last wish.

"Mengling is only 109 years old this year. I thought he could enjoy ten years of peace, but he died like this." Zhang Leqian sighed sadly when he saw Uncle Nineteen's remains.

Normal cultivators in the Qi training period have a lifespan of 120 years. Unfortunately, due to early struggles and injuries, most cultivators can't live that long.

Uncle Nineteen's death represents the end of an era in the family. The six elders who assisted the patriarch to support the family and survived the most difficult period have turned to dust.

Since he cultivated to the ninth level of Qi training at the age of thirty-three, he has been in charge of the family's affairs for more than 70 years. Among the low-level cultivators in the family, his prestige has surpassed that of Sidao, Sihong and other younger generations who have built their foundations.

His death not only made Zhang Zhixuan and others feel sad, but even the low-level cultivators in the family felt that they had lost a kind-hearted elder.

The Zhang family buried him in the family cemetery with grief, and the tomb was placed next to the fourth uncle. The two of them were the right-hand men of the clan leader. If they were born in the sect, they would have a great chance to go further.

Unfortunately, fate played tricks on them. They were born when the Zhang family was at its weakest. In order to support the family, they gave up their own future and sheltered the younger cultivators of the family from wind and rain, which eventually delayed their own path.

After the funeral, Zhang Zhixuan saw Hanyan standing in the family cemetery, so he stepped forward and said, "Aunt Hanyan, why don't you leave?"

"Zhixuan, if I am gone one day, I hope you can bury me next to my fourth brother and the others. I am where I am today because of them."

Zhang Zhixuan saw that Hanyan was in a very low mood, so he comforted her, "Hanyan, don't think like that. Uncle Nineteen was also very happy to hear the news that you opened up the Purple Mansion. If he were not old and weak, he would even happily attend your Purple Mansion ceremony. Seeing that you are where you are today, Uncle Four and Uncle Fifteen can also smile in their graves. Their hard work in the past has borne fruit today. You are already a towering tree in the family. ”

Han Yan’s eyes were sour and she said: “Zhi Xuan, you don’t know that the reason why Brother Nineteen died early was also because of me. He sent me to Qingxuan Sect that year, and met three very powerful opponents on the way. The two of us fought desperately to break through, and barely escaped to Qingxuan Sect. He recovered from his injuries outside the sect for six months. It was because of this injury that damaged his vitality that affected his life span. ”

Although Zhang Zhixuan had heard about this matter, he knew that there was a traitor in the family before, who leaked the news and angered the clan leader, but he didn’t know the whole story. With Han Yan’s narration, Zhang Zhixuan understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Seeing Han Yan still complaining, Zhang Zhixuan advised: "Han Yan, you should be more open-minded. We cultivators, in addition to those who have achieved immortality, even those in the Nascent Soul stage will reach the last step. Uncle Nineteen is lucky to spend the rest of his life in bed."

After sending Han Yan to the cave, Zhang Zhixuan had not recovered from his depression when someone in the cave sent a sound transmission note.

The person who sent the letter was very young, only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his name was Zhang Guangyang.

Because he practiced in Lingjing Mountain, although he had met Zhang Zhixuan several times, they had no intersection with each other, and I don't know why he sent a sound transmission note.

Zhang Zhixuan summoned Zhang Guangyang into the cave. Seeing the legendary cultivator of this family, the young Zhang Guangyang was not excited and envious. Instead, he said with a little sadness on his face: "Report to the great uncle, my grandfather sent you a letter saying that he wanted to see you for the last time."

Zhang Zhixuan opened the letter and found that the child was also a descendant of an old friend. His grandfather was Wang Luyuan, whom Zhang Zhixuan brought back from Black Mountain.

"Wang Luyuan is more than 20 years older than Wang Zixuan. Wang Zixuan is about the same age as me. I didn't expect that he would not live long. He sent me a letter to see me for the last time, hoping that I could leave the foundation-building pill to this child." Zhang Zhixuan scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Zhang Guangyang's cultivation was already good. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, he had already cultivated to the second level of Qi training. Judging from the progress, he should have the qualifications of three spiritual roots. He instantly understood what Wang Luyuan meant.

He put away the letter and immediately took Zhang Guangyang back to Tiantai Peak.

After Wang Luyuan came to the Zhang family, he had been practicing in Tiantai Peak. Because of his poor spiritual roots, he only cultivated to the eighth level of Qi training in the end. He was born as a Black Mountain cultivator. Although he was protected by his elders in his early years, he also experienced many battles, and his physical condition was not as good as Zhang Mengling. Three years ago, he began to be bedridden and could not fight with others.

After barely delaying for three years, Wang Luyuan felt that he could not hold on any longer, so he gritted his teeth and wrote a letter by hand, hoping to see Zhang Zhixuan for the last time to arrange his funeral arrangements.