My uncle is Lin Zhengying

After a long silence, Zhang Jing raised his head again and asked, "Fellow Taoist, what happened 15 years ago?"

The grass dweller no longer concealed it, and slowly told what he knew Henry Zhang back then.

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Fifteen years ago was not the first time that the grass dweller met Henry Zhang.

The first time I really met was 28 years ago!

At that time Zhang Jing was not yet born, Zhang Xuan abducted Zhang Jing's mother Zhang Youwei from Longhushan Tianshi's mansion, the two loved each other, traveled the beautiful scenery of the world together, especially liked to explore famous rivers and dangerous peaks.

When the two came to Anzhou Prefecture, they heard the legend of Blue Moon Lake from somewhere. After thinking about it for a while, they decided to enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains to find out.

Henry Zhang already had the cultivation base of the early stage of the mage realm at that time, and his strength was not inferior to that of the middle stage of the mage realm.

One hundred thousand mountains are dangerous for ordinary people, but Henry Zhang is not so afraid.

As a result, the two of them, like Zhang Jing this time, encountered all the demons in Wan Yao Valley before they found Blue Moon Lake.

The demons in Wan Yao Valley heard that the two wanted to go to Blue Moon Lake, so they were naturally not allowed to disturb the layman's cultivation in the thatched cottage, and wanted to drive them away.

But as the Caolu layman said, Henry Zhang is very charismatic.

He didn't fight with all the monsters in Wan Yao Valley like Zhang Jing did this time, and used his strength to subdue all the monsters.

After Henry Zhang and the demons came into contact, they became friends instead, and they talked happily!

Many monsters even gave up their principles and took the initiative to lead the way, leading him to Lanyue Lake to visit the layman in thatched cottage.

Although Henry Zhang's cultivation strength is far from that of the grass-roots layman who had reached the peak of the first stage of the Heavenly Master Realm at that time, Henry Zhang still left a deep impression on the grass-house layman.

Henry Zhang and Zhang Youwei husband and wife, after living in Lanyue Lake for a period of time, did not return to Anzhou Mansion, but continued westward, crossed the Shiwan Dashan, and went to Nanyang to have a look.

But unexpectedly, the two encountered a catastrophe in the land of South Vietnam.

A year later, Henry Zhang returned to Blue Moon Lake with Zhang Jing, who was just born and was still a baby, in despair.

But Zhang Youwei died in Nanyang.

"So, my father came to Anzhou Prefecture again 15 years ago. In fact, the real destination was Nanyang, to avenge my mother?" Zhang Jing asked in a deep voice.

The grass dweller nodded and sighed: "Your father is also an amazing genius, and his cultivation base has already reached the late stage of the mage realm 15 years ago. If you devote yourself to cultivation, I believe that in the future, you will break the shackles of heaven and earth and step into the realm of celestial masters. It won't be a big problem. But he doesn't want to wait any longer, and goes to Nanyang again to avenge your mother..."

Zhang Jing clenched his fists.

He didn't know what kind of cultivation and strength his father Henry Zhang had 15 years ago.

But since the real Changyue of Longhu Mountain is now at the limit of the sorcerer's realm, he is only one step away from entering the celestial master's realm.

And Wang Changyue was much inferior to Henry Zhang back then.

Then 15 years ago, it is not surprising that Henry Zhang had the cultivation base of the late mage realm.

"After I heard about it that time, I accompanied your father on a trip to Nanyang."

"It's just that the murderer who killed your mother was not an evil cultivator, nor a monster or a ghost, but the soul of an ancient demon that was imprisoned by a seal!"

Zhang Jing's eyes froze when he heard the words, and he asked, "A demon in ancient times? Could it be something like Hanba?"

The grass dweller shook his head: "It's even weirder and more unbelievable than the ancestors of zombies like Hanba! Even if I take it, there's nothing I can do about it. It's hard to harm it with the power of the original rules. It's truly immortal!"

"In the end, it was your father who exhausted his whole life of cultivation and cast a secret technique to feed the demon with his body, at the price of his own life, and died with this demon!"

After Zhang Jing finished listening, he remained silent for a long time, with many thoughts floating in his mind.

Even a celestial master would find it difficult to kill an immortal soul.

For some reason, Zhang Jing's mind reappeared in the phantom of the strange beast that looked like a dragon, a tiger, and an eagle.

"Fellow Daoist Caolu, after a few days, can you please accompany me to Nanyang?" Zhang Jing raised his head and asked.

Now Zhang Jing can't wait to go to Nanyang immediately to see the place where his parents died.But today is the 180th birthday of the grass dweller, and all the monsters from the Wanyao Valley will come to Lanyue Lake to celebrate his birthday, so it is not appropriate to go now.

"Why not, you should also go to Nanyang to have a look." The grass dweller seemed to have guessed what Zhang Jing was thinking, and said directly: "You don't have to wait a few days, I'll go and tell the demons in Wanyao Valley that this year's birthday banquet Just cancel it. We will move later!"

Zhang Jing also wanted to say that there was no need to rush, it would be okay after two days, he could wait.

But the grass-house dweller acted vigorously, without waiting for him to speak, he went directly to inform the demons that the birthday banquet was cancelled.

Chapter 567: A Quiet Place

The monsters of the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley attach great importance to the birthday banquet of the grass-roots layman, and treat it as the most important event, but the grass-house layman himself doesn't take it very seriously.

There was already a sermon for them yesterday, and today's feast will be cancelled.

Zhang Jing also informed Uncle Jiu of the situation, saying that he was going to Nanyang to find out the truth about his parents back then, and let him live in Wan Yao Valley for a while longer.

Naturally, Uncle Jiu would not object, but just told Zhang Jing to be careful, so he didn't say any more.

soon.

Zhang Jing and the thatched layman set off.

After crossing the [-] mountains, crossing the sea to Nanyang is almost an unimaginable route for ordinary people. Most people go to Nanyang and set off from Lingnan Port by boat.

But for Zhang Jing who broke the shackles of heaven and earth and could fly in the sky, it was not a big problem.

After flying for nearly a day and a night, Zhang Jing and the grassy dweller finally crossed the mountains and seas and came to Nanyang area.

Nanyang is a general name with a huge scope. Perhaps from the map, compared with the land of the Central Plains, there are islands one by one, but in fact, the seemingly inconspicuous islands are very vast. When I don’t know the way, I want to find one. The place is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

That's why Zhang Jing invited the grass dweller to come together, the purpose is to lead the way.

"Borneo is in this direction..." The cottage layman pointed to the southeast, and said, "At our speed, we should arrive in half an hour."

"Then move on."

Although Zhang Jing didn't sleep all day and night, Zhang Jing's eyes were still sharp.

Cultivated to their level, flying alone in the air, without taking other people, consumes very little mana and will not have any impact.

soon.

On the blue sea, two figures flashed past and flew towards the southeast.

Borneo is rich in products and rich in gold. It is not the largest island in the Nanyang Islands, but it has a very long history. During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, a large number of merchant ships came here for trade, and many people settled here. .

Later, there was a Chinese person who served as the governor here, helping to promote Chinese culture, so on Borneo Island, you can actually see many houses and signs with Chinese charm.