Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Immortal Master, please look, it is that river bend, and Zhangjiawan is on the north side." Suspended above the flying sword, without any obstruction from clouds or mist, this time, both Zhang Xuan and Zhang Cheng clearly saw the houses below like grids and the pedestrians like ants.

The Zhang family originated in Zhangjiawan, seventy miles downstream of Mengshan Town.

This place is a plain scoured out by the Chixi River when it turns. Originally, it was a wilderness. The ancestors of the Zhang family saw the benefits of the water, soil, mountains, and forests here, so they reclaimed wasteland, obtaining thousands of acres of fertile land and tens of thousands of acres of forest land, and the family prospered from this.

More than a hundred years ago, the person in charge of the Zhang family moved the family to Mengshan Town, specializing in shipping and fishing, but they have always carefully managed the place of origin. Branch families have multiplied here, with a large population, continuously transporting materials and manpower to the main family in Mengshan Town.

After the deaths of Zhang Xuan's father and two uncles, because Zou was determined to obtain her and frantically suppressed the Zhang family, other branches joined forces to suppress the main family, depriving her second younger brother, Zhang Cheng, of the qualification to inherit the position of patriarch, and instead, the branch of her second grandfather inherited the position of patriarch.

Facing the oppression of the new patriarch, Zhang Xuan did not want to submit and could not resist, so she took her seven younger siblings, her mother, and two aunts back to Zhangjiawan. Here, she contacted some clansmen who were close to her branch and fished in the river to win Zhang Yuanjing's support.

Zhang Yuanjing looked in the direction Zhang Xuan pointed, and saw a flat area between the river and the mountains. On the river side, there was a large area of fertile land, with thriving crops and farmers working, a vibrant scene. On the mountain side, there were continuous hills, overlapping and extending into Mengshan. The hills were covered with various trees, and the mountain breeze blew, creating a magnificent sound of forest waves.

Between the hills and the fields, surrounded by mountains and hidden by dense forests, were rows of houses, arranged along the mountain势, mostly brick and stone structures, simple in style, beautiful and generous.

"Worthy of a century of inheritance, a grand sight. With this foundation, it will surely prosper for a long time!" Zhang Yuanjing was delighted and couldn't help but sincerely praised.

"Thank you for the Immortal Master's praise! In the past few months, I have stayed in the village and have increasingly felt that our ancestors were far-sighted. They started from scratch and opened up mountains and forests, leaving such a foundation for future generations. They can advance or retreat, and do everything. They are truly extraordinary people! After thinking about it, I feel that it was a wrong choice for future generations to move the main family to Mengshan Town. No matter how prosperous the family is, this fundamental place must not be lost. The main family should guard the foundation and let the branch families go out to fight. This is the way to survive and the principle of prosperity!"

Zhang Xuan sighed faintly, but said something that surprised Zhang Yuanjing.

He naturally understood the deep meaning of her words, and smiled: "You have such insights, which can be described as extraordinary! It is not too late to correct it now! This poor Taoist will support you, so you can be bold and do it!"

Zhang Xuan was immediately overjoyed. Because she was on the flying sword and could not kneel down, she barely bent over to salute, and said in an extremely firm tone: "This little girl thanks the Immortal Master! I, Zhang Xuan, hereby swear that if the Immortal Master has any orders, my Zhang family's direct line will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Zhang Yuanjing nodded, secretly saying that this little girl, Zhang Xuan, although only in her early twenties, speaks and does things in a very methodical way. When she made the oath, she only said the direct line, which was an old saying. If she directly said the entire Zhang family, he would instead look down on her, because that would only be empty words and deception.

"Where was the section of the river where you fought with the Zou family's guards this morning?"

"About twenty or thirty miles downstream of Zhangjiawan. The water surface is narrower there, but the water is deep and there are many fish, which is a good place for fishing."

"Well, let's go and take a look there first!"

Zhang Yuanjing lowered the flying sword and flew close to the river surface. Occasionally, working farmers or traveling pedestrians would kneel down and exclaim "Immortal."

The waterway in the river was busy, with boats of all sizes coming and going.

The three people flying in the air were naturally seen by the people on the boat. One by one, they either prostrated themselves on the deck and kowtowed, or pointed and yelled.

There were also those who knew the Zhang siblings, who were surprised and shocked.

There were also those with active minds who were already planning how to befriend the Zhang family, especially the branch where Zhang Xuan was.

This was deliberately done by Zhang Yuanjing.

Since he was going to compete with Tongyun Palace for the Redfin Fire纹 Fish, and it was a battle for the Great Dao, with no room for retreat, he might as well make a big splash and do a big job.

He was confident that with the cultivation method and the spiritual weapon he possessed, he would never lose to a small sect.

As for whether this small sect had any backers, he couldn't care about it.

If he really considered those, what was he talking about pursuing the Great Dao? He could only hide in some remote place and endure until death.

"Immortal Master, it's this section!" Zhang Xuan had been nervously watching the river surface, and when she reached a place where the river surface suddenly narrowed, she raised her voice and said.

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanjing slowed down his flying speed, opened his divine sense, and probed into the depths of the river.

Occasionally, Redfin Fire纹 Fish were swept by his divine sense and fled in panic. There were no shipwrecks or human remains or clothing fragments in the water. Obviously, the river was narrow and the water was rapid here, and if there was anything, it would have been washed downstream long ago.

"There is no sign of anyone here! Where did you escape to the shore?" Zhang Yuanjing asked.

Zhang Xuan's face was pale due to nervousness. She raised her head and looked into the distance, then turned to ask Zhang Cheng: "Second brother, do you remember where it is?"

Zhang Cheng had also been looking around, and replied: "Sister, I remember drifting in the water for more than ten miles before reaching the shore. By the way, there are exactly three Golden娑 trees on the opposite bank."

"That's right. Immortal Master, it's there!" Zhang Xuan pointed to a small house built of thatch and yellow mud in the distance, "Some distance in front of that house."

Zhang Yuanjing nodded, and with a burst of magic power, the flying sword accelerated and arrived in a few breaths.

The few people looked towards the opposite bank, and sure enough, they saw three tall Golden娑 trees flashing golden light in the setting sun, which was very dazzling, a mile away diagonally in front.

The flying sword flew slowly along the river bank, and on the side of the river facing the Golden娑 trees, they found traces of the three of them climbing ashore, but they did not find Zhang Xuan's third brother.

Zhang Xuan's face collapsed, she bit her silver teeth tightly, and almost shed tears.

"How many people did Zou Biao虢 bring at that time?" Zhang Yuanjing frowned and asked.

"There were a dozen thugs, and several boatmen, operating a medium-sized boat about five or six feet long." Zhang Xuan said in a trembling voice.

"When you escaped, apart from Zou Biao虢 and the six people, did the other thugs go ashore?" Zhang Yuanjing asked again.

"No. I vaguely heard Zou Biao虢 giving an order, but I didn't hear it clearly."

"What about Zhang Cheng?"

"I didn't hear it clearly either, it seemed like there were the words 'downstream'." Zhang Cheng's martial arts skills were better than Zhang Xuan, and his eyesight and hearing were much stronger.

"Then go and take a look downstream."

Zhang Yuanjing did not delay, and set up the flying sword and went all the way downstream.

After the Chixi River passed Zhangjiawan, it gradually began to constrict its waist, and the river surface changed from hundreds of feet wide to only a hundred feet wide. The water flow rate increased sharply. After a hundred miles, it flowed into Mengshan, passed through the mountain waterway for two hundred miles, went to the north of the mountain, and then turned east. The water surface became wider again. That place was densely populated, and it was the territory of Xizhou City, the county seat of the newly opened county.

The three of them searched all the way, and until the southern section of the Mengshan waterway, they still did not find anything.

Just as they were about to turn back to Zhangjiawan, Zhang Cheng, with sharp eyes, pointed to a small boat going upstream in front and shouted: "Immortal Master, sister, that's the boat, the boat that the Zou family attacked us!"

Zhang Xuan stared intently, and also showed joy, nodding repeatedly and saying: "That's right, that's right, Immortal Master, that's the boat!"

Zhang Yuanjing laughed and said: "It's not in vain for this effort!"

Immediately, he pressed down the sword head and shot directly at the small boat a dozen miles away.

When they got close, the people in the boat had already noticed. A dozen strong men stood on the deck, pointing at the three of them, and didn't know what they were saying.

In a few breaths, the flying sword had reached the sky above the small boat.

The dozen or so men on the boat all raised their weapons. Some were holding bows and arrows, and they also drew their bows and put on sharp arrows, ready to shoot at the three of them.

Several others, holding short knives, stood beside five young men in ragged clothes, tied into a团, one of whom was a young man in white martial attire, only thirteen or fourteen years old, his height only reaching the shoulders of an adult, looking listless, curled up into a ball.

"Third brother!" Zhang Xuan and Zhang Cheng shouted out in unison.

"Miss Xuan, Brother Cheng!" a bound young man shouted in surprise.

"They are flying in the sky, could it be that I am seeing things?" another young man said.

"They are flying, is that really an Immortal Master?" another person said.

"Haha, we are saved, we are saved!" another person said happily.

Only the young man seemed to have passed out, with no reaction.

"Get to the shore, and stand still. Otherwise, I will kill them!" a middle-aged man in green clothes shouted sharply.

His eyes looked nervously at Zhang Yuanjing and the flying sword under the feet of the three, his face turned green.

The other dozen or so strong men were also nervous, the hands holding the weapons were bulging with veins, and cold sweat was dripping from their foreheads.

Obviously, these people were knowledgeable and knew that this Taoist priest was probably a cultivator, mastering immortal arts, and was by no means something that their group could resist. Therefore, they came up with such a trick, trying to gamble.

Zhang Yuanjing smiled lightly, and with a flick of the magic formula in his hand, a flying sword flashed out and disappeared into the twilight, followed by a series of screams. The ten or so strong men in the boat almost fell to the ground at the same time in an instant.

"It's immortal magic!"

"So powerful, even the strongest martial arts master is just cutting vegetables and melons!"

"It's really an immortal, Miss Xuan didn't lie to us!"

The four young men who were tied up in the boat exclaimed again, their voices full of joy.

At this time, Zhang Yuanjing Fang lowered the flying sword and landed on the boat. Several dark-faced, rough-skinned, burly boatmen moved out of the cabin timidly. As soon as they got on the deck, they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Zhang Yuanjing shouted: "You go and steer the boat, and go upstream!"

The few people thanked him for not killing them in a mess, and then squeezed and bumped into the cabin, and went to work hard to shake the oars.

"Where are Uncle Lin and Uncle Kan? Did you see them?" Zhang Xuan asked while untying the five people with Zhang Cheng.

"I didn't see them!"

"When I was washed away by the river, I saw Uncle Lin climbing onto this boat and fighting with their people. As for the result, I didn't see it."

"Uncle Kan was also washed away, in front of me, he should have fallen into the water the earliest. These people drove the boat downstream to search, only to the middle section of the Mengshan waterway, Uncle Kan may have been washed to a more downstream place."

The few people said what they saw, but one by one they couldn't get up, and shouted that their legs and feet were frozen. The four of them only suffered some skin trauma, and there was no major problem. It was just that they were severely frozen underwater, and their legs and feet were frostbitten and unable to walk.

Zhang Cheng hurriedly searched out the commonly used wound medicine of martial arts people from the ten or so strong men who fell on the ground, and helped the four people to apply it externally and take it internally.

Zhang Xuan's third brother, Zhang Wei, because he was young and his internal strength was still shallow, had been soaked in the river for a long time, but his internal organs were frozen, and his breath was dying, and he was in critical condition.

"Immortal Master, please save my third brother!"

Zhang Xuan was about to kneel down and kowtow, but Zhang Yuanjing stretched out his hand to stop her.

He smiled and comforted: "No need to do this. Your third brother's injury, if placed in the mundane world, is naturally extremely difficult to recover. But for this poor Taoist, it is just a matter of raising a hand. You go and find a large jar or bucket."

After more than ten breaths, Zhang Xuan hurriedly took out a two-foot-deep bucket from the cabin and placed it on the deck.

Zhang Yuanjing stretched out his hand and stroked it, and the magic power flowed, and he condensed most of a bucket of rootless water in the bucket, and then took out a Yangyuan Pill from the storage bracelet, which was used by foundation-building monks to replenish magic power, and gently scraped some powder and sprinkled it into the water.

"First give your third brother a bowl to drink. The four of them can drink two to three bowls."

Zhang Xuan and Zhang Cheng followed his words and fed the water to the few people. The four young men only felt the internal strength in their dantian surging like a tide, and they quickly guided the magic power, and after a while, they were sweating all over, forcing the cold air out of their bodies. Their whole body's meridians were warm, and their magic power had increased a bit. They were overjoyed, and they all jumped up, calling out to the Immortal Master, and kowtowing to Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing waved his hand to let them get up and wait on the side first. He grabbed Zhang Wei's right hand, passed in magic power, and guided the Yangyuan Pill's medicinal power to run in his dantian meridians, constantly expelling the cold air. When he encountered a meridian that was blocked and impassable, he helped him to open it up.

After half an hour, the medicinal power was exhausted, and Zhang Xuan was asked to pour another bowl. After three times, the cold air on Zhang Wei's body was finally completely removed. His own internal strength merged with the medicinal power, and it ran by itself in the unobstructed meridians, and immediately showed a vibrant vitality, and his face became ruddy, showing that there was no major problem.