Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Tread——

The sound of footsteps echoed in the night.

On the street paved with bluestones, Zhang Jingzheng walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the drug store.

It's only been a month since I left.

Looking at the familiar scenery around him, he actually felt like things were different.

Unconsciously.

Zhang Jing has arrived in front of the drug store.

Tuk Tuk! Knock gently.

There was a sound of panicked footsteps in the house, and then the door was slowly opened, and two familiar figures came into view.

Father, mother, Jing'er is back.

Zhang Jing said with a smile.

All of a sudden.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were stunned on the spot.

After a long time.

Jing'er is back, come in the house quickly, come in the house quickly. Father Zhang's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he pretended to be calm and shouted.

But his trembling voice completely exposed his inner excitement.

Jing'er, were you injured in the Taoist temple? Did you eat on time? Did you have any conflicts with others?

With tears in her eyes, Zhang's mother grabbed Zhang Jing's hand and asked with concern.

Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine in the Taoist temple.

The three of them walked towards the house while talking.

At midnight.

Zhangji Drug Store is still brightly lit.

Father, mother, do you think that 'head of the Ji family' gave this to you?

Zhang Jing pointed to the boxes hidden under the bed and asked in surprise.

This is Ji's very well-informed news!

He got third place in the assessment that day, and ended up sending these things to his parents that night.

Could it be——Brother Ji?

Yes, Jing'er. Master Liu came here last night and told us that you passed the Taoist examination and became an immortal. The head of the Ji family came here with Master Liu.

Father Zhang explained from the side.

On the other side, Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Jing and couldn't help showing a worried look: Jing'er, let's just give these back? You just entered the immortal world, and they sent you such a big gift. Maybe they have some conspiracy. Don't affect your practice, Jing'er. Mom and dad don't want any glory and wealth, so they don't need these things.

Haha~

Zhang Jing chuckled lightly when he heard this and said immediately:

Father, mother, you can accept these with peace of mind. Ji just wants to show her goodwill, it's no problem.

Zhang Jing only thought for a moment and understood Ji's meaning.

And he was happy to see this.

By the way, Dad, Mom, where is that house?

It's on East Street, it seems to be right next to Yong'an Academy.

Father Zhang pulled out the land deed, took a look at it, and replied.

Ms. Ji is really thoughtful. Zhang Dingding nodded and said with satisfaction.

This couldn't be better.

He was busy practicing in the Taoist Academy and could not come back often. As his parents lived next to Yong'an Academy, their safety was naturally guaranteed.

If a demon suddenly appears in Yong'an City, Master Liu from the academy will definitely take action. As long as we buy time, Ji's practitioners will definitely come.

Think of this.

Zhang Jing said firmly: Father, mother, we will move there in the next two days. I don't worry about you living there.

Sensing the undeniable meaning in Zhang Jing's voice, Zhang's mother, who wanted to say something else, could only nod her head in agreement.

Then just listen to Jing'er.

...

The next day.

It wasn't long before dawn.

Ji Xianming seemed to have received some news and hurried to the door of Zhangji Drug Store.

I saw a young figure appear inside.

A bright smile appeared on his face and he shouted kindly:

May I ask, who is Zhang Xian's nephew?

The voice sounded.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but turn his head and asked doubtfully: Who are you?

Haha, Ji Xianming walked directly to the door of the drug store and said enthusiastically, I wonder if my nephew remembers Ji Bochang? That is Quan Zi.

Brother Ji?

Zhang Jing reacted immediately and said with a smile:

It turns out it's Uncle Ji. Zhang Jing really deserves to have those things from you. Brother Ji gave me a lot of help when I was in the Taoist Academy. Uncle, please come in.

As for my nephew, you and I are both cultivators, so how can this yellow and white thing be put on the stage? It's just for your father to relieve his boredom.

While talking.

Under Zhang Jing's greeting, Ji Xianming walked into the pharmacy.

It happened that Zhang's mother came out of the back room.

The moment she saw Ji Xianming, her expression became more restrained and she whispered:

Master Ji——

As soon as these words came out.

Ji Xianming's expression suddenly changed and he interrupted hastily:

Brothers and sisters, how old are you and your wise brother, Brother Fool? Just call me Brother Ji. Ji cannot bear the word 'Master'.

Brother Ji, please sit down quickly and I'll make tea.

Mother Zhang said awkwardly.

Sorry to trouble my sister and brother. Ji Xianming stood up and said politely.

Not long after.

Nephew Zhang Jingxian, my uncle came here today. Firstly, he heard that you came home and came here to congratulate you. Secondly, he wanted to tell you about the Baiyao Pavilion.

After Ji Xianming took a sip of tea, he went straight to the point.

Baiyao Pavilion? What do they want?

Zhang Jing said in surprise.

This... Ji Xianming glanced at Zhang's father and Zhang's mother opposite him in confusion, and asked, Didn't brother Xian and his sister-in-law tell nephew Zhang Jingxian about this?

Father Zhang shook his head with a wry smile and replied:

Brother Ji, at first I was mainly afraid of affecting Jing'er's assessment, so I didn't say anything at the time. Didn't you help resolve the matter two days ago, so there was no need to speak out and let Jing'er worry in vain.

Dad, Mom, what happened?

Zhang Jing asked quickly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Nephew Zhang Jingxian, it's like this... Seeing that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were unwilling to talk, Ji Xianming immediately told the whole story.

I see, thank you uncle for your help. Zhang Jing heard this and said gratefully to Ji Xianming.

But then he thought of something and said calmly: There is still a casual cultivator behind Baiyao Pavilion? In this case, there will inevitably be trouble in the future.

Zhang Jing's tone was obviously very calm.

But for some reason, Ji Xianming felt frightened.

He is worthy of being able to win the third place with absolute overwhelming force in this Taoist academy assessment where strong men gathered, only under two first-class monsters!

How scary!

Ji Xianming suddenly remembered Ji Bochang's previous instructions in the communication talisman, and couldn't help but secretly sighed, and at the same time he was a little confused.

How could a child from an ordinary mortal family get to this point?

Could it be that the ancestral tomb exploded?

If he went to blow up his ancestral graves now, loosen the soil, and then have a child quickly, he didn't know if it would be too late...

Come to your senses.

Ji Xianming quickly explained: Please rest assured, nephew, I sent people to clean up the owner of Baiyao Pavilion and the casual cultivator behind it yesterday. There will be absolutely no future trouble.

Hear this.

A smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Jing's face, he nodded and said, Uncle is still thoughtful, and troubled uncle has taken the trouble.

Haha, nephew, you are too polite. Our Ji family is famous for being good people who will stick to the end. Also, please rest assured, nephew, over in Dongcheng, I have invited two clan uncles from the fifth level of Qi Refining to stay here. Even if a demon appears, the safety of my virtuous brother and my two siblings can be guaranteed.

Afterwards, Ji Xianming drank the tea in the cup and said goodbye:

Now that things are over here, uncle will go blow it up first... and go back.

Uncle, walk slowly. Brother Ji, I will take care of you at the Taoist temple.

Looking at Ji Xianming's back, Zhang Jinglang said.

Okay, okay! My nephew, you are serious, hahaha~

Hearing Zhang Jing's assurance, Ji Xianming couldn't help but laugh.

behind.

Jing'er, are the owner of Baiyao Pavilion and the Immortal Chief behind him... dead? Father Zhang asked in shock, as if ten eggs could be stuffed in his mouth.

Zhang Jing nodded slowly.

Suddenly, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother looked at each other.

They could not imagine that a high-ranking immortal would die so mysteriously. The key point is that this was all done by Ji's people on their own initiative, just to please their children.

Looking at the son they had raised since childhood, the two of them suddenly felt strange for some reason.

...

...

I stayed at home for more than ten days.

It was not until the Chang'an Festival that Zhang Jing set off for the Taoist Temple.

During this period, he accompanied his parents to move and helped them buy dozens of maids and servants. At the same time, he asked Ji to help recruit a reliable housekeeper.

In just a few days.

Doctor Zhang became Mr. Zhang, Mother Zhang became Mrs. Zhang, and there was an endless stream of visitors from the county government, county government, state government and major families.

There is a rumor among the people: Zhang Langzhong was lucky enough to give birth to a fairy eldest son, and he became a duke in a short time!

Zhang Mansion, inner hall.

Zhang’s mother was chanting to several of the spiritual tablets she made:

Father, mother, brother, how are you doing there? Let me tell you some good news. Jing'er's child Zhang Jing, your grandson and nephew, has become the Taoist Immortal. Who would have thought that Li The wish of our ancestors for generations has actually come true here at Jing'er...

Father Zhang, dressed in a brocade robe, walked in quietly and said softly:

Madam, do you miss them again?

Husband, when Jing'er steps into the immortal path, she is already different from the rest of us.

Zhang Mu said calmly.

Then let's have another one?

I don't want to practice it!

...

...

In front of the Taoist Heritage Pavilion.

The tired Zhang Jing took out the communication talisman from the spirit pendant space and injected spiritual power into it.

Is this Junior Brother Zhang Jing? Are you back so soon? Please wait for a moment. Senior Brother will go to pick you up right away.

Zhang Yangchu's spiritual consciousness fluctuated from the talisman.

Put away the communication token.

Zhang Jing stood quietly with his eyes closed, while waiting for the arrival of Senior Brother Yangchu.

It actually took ten days to get from home to Longhu Taoist Temple.

This is the result of his constant use of magic.

Thinking again that it only took him half a day to ride on the Linghe, Zhang Jing secretly made a decision: if possible, he must buy a flying magic weapon and a flying mount.

Not long after.

Haha, junior brother, you must have been waiting for a long time.

A stream of light flashed past, and he saw Senior Brother Yangchu standing in front of Zhang Jing with a flying sword as wide as a door panel.

It didn't take long. The main thing is that senior brother came quickly.

Zhang Jing said with a smile.

That's right, as soon as I heard that you were back, junior brother, I came to pick you up with all my strength without saying anything. Come up quickly.

Yes, senior brother.

Zhang Jing jumped slightly and stood behind Senior Brother Yangchu.

Junior brother, hurry up.

Hearing this, Zhang Jing subconsciously grabbed the other person's clothes, and then suddenly felt that the words sounded familiar.

boom--

The flying sword rose slowly, and the next moment it turned into a stream of light and went away.

Islands in the lake, large or small, are passing by quickly under your feet, and they are all covered with continuous buildings.

Junior brother, service team.

So many? Zhang Jing said in surprise.

Senior Brother Yangchu nodded and said with a smile: Yes, Longhu Taoist Temple has existed for countless years. New teams are formed every year, and some teams are defeated by demons and destroyed. Over time, it has grown to this scale.

I see.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

It was really hard for him to imagine how many powerful people were hidden among so many mission teams. And among so many teams, the Luodu team can firmly rank in the top three, and how strong its strength must be.

Obviously, he was completely fooled by the word 'little' in the mission team.

I don’t know how far I flew forward.

A huge island gradually appeared in Zhang Jing's field of vision, with countless pavilions and pavilions on a grand scale.

There are dozens of powerful auras echoing faintly on the island.

Either sharp, gentle, or violent.

Junior brother, we are home.

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ps: Wuwu only updated nearly 7k today, which is not up to standard. I will continue to update two 6k tomorrow.