longevity road trip

"Six hundred, has the time passed so quickly?" Zhang Shiping murmured.

"Old Ancestor meditates quietly, so naturally he doesn't feel the passage of time in the world." Zhang Tianming said.

"Over the years, are there any outstanding juniors in the clan?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"Of course there is. This time happens to be the ancestor's birthday. The ancestor has not shown himself in front of the juniors for more than a hundred years." Zhang Tianming said with a smile.

"The affairs of the clan are up to you. It doesn't matter if I show up or not. If those juniors strive for success and hope to form alchemy, I will naturally help them. If not, then what's the use of seeing them? I don't even know their names." I can’t remember.” Zhang Shiping waved his hand and said slowly.

Over the years, the Zhang family has lived and died a lot.

However, the number of monks in the family is much more than before. Now there are more than 87 monks, including [-] foundation monks, but there is only one more Jindan monk, Zhang Tianming.

Hearing this, Zhang Tianming said with a smile: "The descendants of the clan want to take advantage of their birthdays to greet the ancestors, so they can do their best to show their filial piety. There are several descendants in the clan now, who should be able to fall into the eyes of the ancestors."

"In this case, you go back and inform Hengyun, Tianwu, and Bixing. My birthday is not too extravagant. The little guys in the late stage of Qi refining come here, just let me take a look." Zhang Shiping said without haste.

Chapter 844

Hearing this, Zhang Tianming showed joy, and immediately agreed.

He also knew that Zhang Shiping, the patriarch, had not been involved in clan affairs for more than [-] years, and had hardly appeared in front of others.

There are differences between immortals and ordinary people in the world, and so is the world of cultivating immortals.

This point he experienced even more deeply after he formed the alchemy. Since he became a Jindan real person at the age of 120, he has now spent more than 100 years, a total of nearly 300 years.

During this period, he watched his children and grandchildren grow up, grow old, and die little by little. At first, he felt even more reluctant, but after seeing more, he became helpless and lamented.

This is true for Jindan, let alone the Nascent Soul cultivator who lived for more than two or three thousand years.

Therefore, the longer the monks live, the emotions will become weaker or more restrained unconsciously.

After all, there are not many things in the world that can make the Nascent Soul cultivator happy or angry. Not being happy with things or sad with oneself has gradually become a normal state of life, not a deliberate disguise.

"Aside from this, is there anything else?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"It's nothing important. It's just that Lu Huaichang came to me a few days ago and talked about Zhang Guo's affairs. He probably wanted to ask the old ancestor what he meant." Zhang Tianming said.

"I remember this person is the golden core under Gongyangqian's seat. Hasn't he only formed the core for three or forty years? Why is he now in charge of the sect's secular affairs? Not a lot." Zhang Shiping asked.

"What the ancestor said is that there are many people who are jealous of this position, and this guy is very worried now. But he is too rich, and he is reluctant to let go." Zhang Tianming laughed.

His mother is the legitimate daughter of the Lu family in Sanyuan Island, and Lu Huaichang is the new Jindan of the Lu family. The two have a lot of contacts with each other, and they can be regarded as one of the few friends.

"Since you have spoken, you can decide how to proceed. I have already entrusted you with the affairs of the clan, so there is no need to ask for instructions on such trivial matters." Zhang Shiping said disapprovingly.

"Yes." Zhang Tianming replied.

Unknowingly, it has been more than [-] years since Zhang Guo established his country, which is really too fast.

According to the rules established by Xuanyuanzong, the time limit for monks to protect the secular dynasty is three hundred years, and then they are no longer allowed to intervene in the rise and fall of the dynasty, and of course they can no longer accept offerings.

As for the change of secular dynasties without the intervention of external forces, it will go with the flow, and no one can escape this law.

After all, from above the temple to the rivers and lakes, where there are people, there are disputes.After a long time, all parties will win or lose between grievances and interests, and the world will naturally be divided for a long time.

This practice of not intervening in the secular world for a long time is not only in the Xuanyuan Sect, but also in other Xiuxian sects. It is a tacit understanding between them.

Of course, it can also be seen from this that the Nanzhou sects do not want the secular dynasty Guozuo under their rule to survive for too long.

For example, Zhang Guo, backed by the Zhang family of Chongling Mountain, and monks sitting in the secular world, how can all parties dare to obey the royal decrees?

As long as the royal family is not ignorant, and government orders are prospered, and the local government does not dare to obey others, the world will not be too chaotic, and the people's livelihood will naturally be stable.During this period, the population of a country will increase dramatically.

But when there are more people, food, clothing, housing and transportation become the most important thing. In order to have enough food, they will naturally do everything possible to reclaim remote mountains and wasteland, burn forests and farmland.

However, under slash-and-burn farming, the mountains and forests were burned.If this situation is left to chance, it may accelerate the decline of Nanzhou's aura.

Therefore, Xuanyuanzong has elders who are responsible for secular affairs of the dynasty. They are dealing with such matters. In the final analysis, they are to control the number of mortals. After all, there are too many cattle and horses, which is also a disaster!

But behind every dynasty, there is at least one Jindan Daoist. Everyone is from the same sect and has fellow Taoists, and we usually don't see each other.

Although there are sect rules, if the elder in charge of this matter insists on it, then it will inevitably make enemies with other Taoist friends.

But it’s impossible not to do things, so it needs to be weighed and flexible.

Of course, since Zhang Shiping was conceived, even if Zhang Guoli has been in the country for three hundred years, how could the elder who was in charge of this matter dare to visit?This person didn't even mention it, as if he didn't know anything.

As for other dynasties that have already expired, the elders will negotiate with the Jindan real person behind them, or turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye, and continue for decades.

During this period of time, as for the spiritual objects offered in the secular world, it is natural that the two parties negotiate to share.

There are more than a thousand dynasties, large and small, in Nanzhou, and there are more than two hundred secular dynasties under Xuanyuanzong's rule, so there is a lot of oil and water in this area.

But no matter how difficult things are, as long as there are enough benefits, there will be plenty of Jindan Daoist seeking them.

Lu Huaichang is a newly promoted Jindan, and to get this position, some people may be dissatisfied, so they asked Zhang Tianming just now.

As for why he didn't go to Gongyangqian, apart from the fact that she was not in the sect all the year round, the more important point was that Lu Huaichang didn't want to be regarded as a powerless person by Zhenjun and leave a bad impression.

When Zhang Shiping heard Zhang Tianming mention it, he naturally understood what this junior from the Lu family meant, and he could roughly guess that this person must have secretly inquired about his attitude towards the secular dynasty.

"Old Ancestor, I have one more thing to do here. This morning, Wanlin Valley in the Western Desert sent an invitation card to invite the Ancestor to the Wanling Fruit Banquet in March." Zhang Tianming said, and he took out a piece of emerald green jade. Card.

Zhang Shiping took it casually, probed with his spiritual sense, roughly read the news in it, and then chuckled lightly:

"The Wanling Fruit Banquet is open again. Last time this fat man failed to invite me to the West Desert, he spread the news of the Nine Birds Golden Crow Order, which caused the old man a big loss, and he couldn't hand it over to the sect. .Forget it, this time I will go to meet him for a while, and then you will be with me, and the Wanlingguo will help the golden core to purify the spirit, and it will be beneficial to your future practice!"

"Thank you, Patriarch." Zhang Tianming said happily.

Jiang Si, who was on the side, heard the words and said, "Then I will go with me this time, but I have never been to the West Desert. It is rumored that the West Desert is a Buddhist country, which talks about the equality of all living beings. All ethnic groups negotiate , I also want to see what it looks like."

"It's just nice to say, it's not that the Baima Temple family is dominant, it's even more arbitrary. Although Wanlingu has some words, it's not much better." Zhang Shiping said disapprovingly.

"This is normal. The Baima Temple family occupies almost half of the spiritual veins in Ximo, which is more profound than the sect's foundation. Otherwise, how could there be four monks who transformed themselves into spirits in the past?" Jiang Si laughed.

But Bai Qi, who was at the back, was about to make a sound when he heard Zhang Shiping say unhurriedly: "You don't want to go there. It's been so many years since the formation of alchemy, and you haven't reached the middle stage of cultivation, and you are practicing in the cave."

Upon hearing these words, Bai Qiweng's voice should be correct, and his expression was quite depressed.

Everyone walked slowly, along the mountain path at the foot of the mountain, enjoying the scenery along the way.

Not long after, Zhang Tianming resigned and went back to inform Zheng Hengyun and others, planning to call back the foundation-builder monks from the family outside.

Chapter 845 The Zhang Family

Baiyun City in Sizhou is the capital city of Zhang State. It was built along the river, with a circumference of 57 miles. It has four walls from east to west, north, south, and twelve gates.

On the big river outside the city, there are as many boats passing by as leaves, and the rivers in the city are also criss-crossing the fields, with three hundred bridges connecting the streets and alleys.There are row upon row of shops in the streets and alleys, selling gold and silver jewellery, silk and satin cloth, jade porcelain lacquerware, clothes, shoes and hats, chicken, duck, fish, dried and fresh fruits, everything that one expects to find.In addition, there are many restaurants, theaters and brothels for people to eat, drink and have fun.

In the east of the city, where the dignitaries are located, there are many palaces and towers, red walls and yellow tiles, painted pillars and carved beams, resplendent and resplendent, with scattered heights, making them even more majestic and majestic.

The whole Baiyun City is like a fairyland on earth in the morning and evening.

During the daytime, the market is prosperous, pedestrians flock in an endless stream, and merchants are hawking one after another, but after nightfall, there is no curfew in the city, and the lights are as bright as day.

The boats in the river are like weaving, the benefactors spend a lot of money, the sound of boxing games, singing and dancing, and the sound of singing and dancing, did not gradually quiet down until late at night.

The prosperity and prosperity of Zhang State for hundreds of years can be described as vividly reflected here.

However, under the prosperity, you can also see some poor people with yellow and emaciated faces, carrying the only valuable things in their pockets, sending them to the high counter of the pawn shop, and pawning a few money to buy rice and firewood to make ends meet.

One day, an old man in simple clothes came into the city, walked on the long street, passed by a wine shop, bought a four-corner wine, raised his head and squinted his eyes and took a sip.

"Where are the customers coming from?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.

"South." The old man replied.

"I can't hear the accent over there, and I'm very tired after running around. Can the guests come in for a meal and cut some meat?" the shopkeeper said.

"No, the old man is going to the East Street to find some people, and come back when he is free." The old man shook his head and said.

"That's a rich place. Is the old man here to visit relatives?" The shopkeeper smiled brighter when he heard that.

"Well, I'm here to see some juniors and tell them to go home." After the old man finished speaking unhurriedly, he turned and walked along the street.

The shopkeeper said 'walk slowly' again, and then turned to entertain others.

Half an hour later, the old man walked under the imperial city, ignoring the imperial guards guarding the gate, and walked in slowly.Not long after, he walked outside a large hall, and from a distance of two or three hundred zhang, he saw Danxi in front of the hall. On the throne on the stage was a majestic man, with more than ten figures sitting on each side. A person in fine clothes.

On the dance floor, a group of gorgeously dressed girls stretched their long sleeves and danced to the music.

At this moment, the man was fascinated by Mei Le and Hua Wu, his hands beat together to the beat from time to time, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head, appeared, and walked towards that Danxi.

The guards all around are all good hands, not weaker than the second-rate warriors in the Jianghu. After discovering the sudden appearance of the old man, they all pulled out the long knives around their waists, stepped forward to protect him, and surrounded him.

One of the leading generals in golden armor shouted in a deep voice: "Stop."

This kind of movement naturally alarmed everyone on Danxi, but these people did not show the slightest panic.

The man sitting on the throne was disturbed, and his face was suddenly unhappy. He raised his hand and waved lightly, and said softly: "Are you from the Jianghu again? Really disturbing. Go, take it down."

As soon as the words fell, an old eunuch behind him disappeared like a ghost, and was already several feet away in the next moment.

It's just that a middle-aged man next to the man saw the old man's face, his expression changed drastically, and he kept shouting: "Wait a minute, don't be presumptuous!"

Accompanied by the voice, he jumped down from the dandelion, ran away quickly, passed the old eunuch, came to the old man, bowed and saluted: "My nephew pays respects to the third uncle."

"Dance and music are peaceful, you are living happily in the secular world." The old man said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk couldn't help breaking out a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, lost his smile and didn't dare to say more.

"Forget it, if you don't succeed in cultivation, you won't waste your life in glory, wealth and pleasure. What about the others, where are they now?" said the old man.

"Renju and Renyue happened to go out two days ago, but Renhong didn't know where he went. I don't know what orders the third uncle came here today?" Zhang Renche, a middle-aged monk, responded quickly.

"Elder Ming told the old man to come over. From today onwards, you will get rid of the secular guardianship and return to Yuanxiao City immediately, and don't bother with the worldly affairs of the dynasty. But since the others are not here, then you wait here. Once the three of them come back , you go to other places to inform the remaining disciples." The old man said.

Now the Zhang family has sent 20 monks to sit in the secular town, four of them are in the imperial city, and the remaining ten or so are scattered in various state capitals.Most of these monks are mixed spirit roots with four or five attributes. Although they are not young, their cultivation is only around the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining.

"Third Uncle, how could this be so sudden? Could it be that something major happened to the clan?" Zhang Renche's expression changed.

"What do you think, with the ancestors in the clan, everything is naturally safe. It's just that the 300-year period set by the sect has passed, and the monks of this clan will no longer protect the secular dynasty, and everything will go with the flow." The old man scolded.

Over the past hundred years, because the Zhang family has become stronger and stronger, people who can practice have emerged in large numbers, so the genealogy of the family tree has changed from "At the same time, Yuan Hengtai, Tianzhi will be Wentian" to "Chao Shang Chi Ren Cheng, Ritual and Music Guangzhaoyuan" I fixed it.

This middle-aged monk is from the Zhang family's 'Ren' generation, while the old man is from the 'Chi' generation.

Because the old man was also from the secular lineage of Zhang Guo's royal family, after Zhang Tianming returned to Chongling Mountain from Bihu Island, he sent him to Zhang Guoyi to call back these qi refining tribesmen who had gone out.

The respectful attitude of the middle-aged monk suddenly made the other people on the Danxiu unable to sit still.

The man on the throne got up immediately and ran towards the two of them quickly, and the rest of the dozen or so brocade-clothed men followed closely behind.

It's just that although there is only a distance of two or three hundred feet between each other, this group of people was already out of breath when they ran over because they had been sitting for a long time.

But as soon as he gave the order, the old man turned around and left, his figure gradually faded and disappeared as before.

But the group of people didn't care about their manners. Among them, the man on the throne just now asked Zhang Renche, "Uncle, who is that?"

"He's your third uncle, from the main line. The singing and dancing is over, you come with me, I have something to tell you." Zhang Renche said.

Although the Zongmen family wanted to recall the secular monks, most of the other brocade-clothed men present were the heads of the Zhang Guo family or high-ranking officials, so it was inconvenient to mention this kind of matter in front of outsiders.

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In addition to Zhang Guo, there are also 30 or [-] people in the world of cultivating immortals who suddenly noticed the movement in their storage bags, took out the same style of purple mysterious rosary beads, and learned about the summoning of the ancestor on his birthday .

The Zhang family who went out to build the foundation, immediately ignored other things, they raised their weapons one after another, and rushed towards Yuanxiao City day and night.

Chapter 846 Birthday

Since Zhang Shiping let go of all affairs in the family, it has been two or three hundred years since he has not called the Zhang family.

Although only a small number of Qi-refining cultivators from the clan and a small number of Qi-refining monks who are expected to build foundations were allowed to visit this birthday, everyone was delighted.After all, most of the foundation-building cultivators in the Zhang family had no chance to be summoned by Zhang Shiping. They only saw the face of their ancestors from the image stones left in the clan.

But there are some exceptions.

In a monk city called Qianyuan City near Panchong Mountain in the far north, it was snowing lightly outside.

Zhang Shangqin was having a warm wine meeting with some friends in a restaurant when he suddenly felt a change in the storage bag. Immediately he flipped his right hand, and there was a fist-sized mysterious rosary in his hand, which was glowing with a faint purple light.

His spiritual sense penetrated, and he knew the news from the clan in an instant.

It's just that there is no joy on this face, on the contrary, there is some sadness.

"Shang Qin, what happened?" asked a pretty female cultivator at the same table.