Immortal Path Evergreen

Zhang Zhixuan took the letter sent by Aunt Hanyan and came to the family cemetery to burn it for his fourth uncle Zhang Menglong and fifteenth uncle Zhang Mengchong.

After all, the two of them died for Aunt Hanyan. Today, the news of Aunt Hanyan's foundation building came back. If there really is a hell, Zhang Zhixuan also hopes that they can receive the news in the underworld and be happy for a few days.

"Aunt Hanyan has built a foundation. How I hope you can hold on for a few more days!

If you can hold on for a few days, you can hear this good news, and maybe you will have no regrets.

Don't worry, I have asked Uncle Nineteen to arrange someone to take care of my nephew Siheng. As long as I live, I will take care of him."

Zhang Zhixuan was talking to himself in front of his fourth uncle's tombstone, and a light footsteps came from behind.

The footsteps were very heavy, and each step was very slow, as if it was very strenuous.

Zhang Zhixuan turned around and found that it was the clan leader Zhang Leqian who came.

The clan leader looked at the tombstone of the fourth uncle and sighed sadly: "Your fourth uncle had the opportunity to build a foundation. He was just one step away from joining the Qingxuan Sect.

Just when he went to the Qingxuan Sect, the Jiuhua Mountain War broke out in the family.

You should know the outcome of this war. The family suffered heavy casualties and was on the verge of extinction at any time.

Your fourth uncle had already reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi training and had just advanced to the third level of formation master. He was only forty-six years old and had a bright future.

As long as he went to the Qingxuan Sect, even if he did not rely on the family, just for Qingxuan The clan can also make up 10,000 good deeds by refining the formation.

Unfortunately, facing the moment of life and death of the family, he chose to stay at home and face the danger with me.

Relying on him, a third-level formation master, we contracted our forces, concentrated all the cultivators in Lushan, and repelled several attempts by the scattered cultivators in the foundation-building period.

It was not until more than ten years later, when Meng Quan, Meng Ling, Meng Chong, Meng Hong, and Meng Qin had practiced Qi at the ninth level, that the family's situation improved a little. "

The two stood silently in front of the fourth uncle's grave for a whole morning, and finally went up the mountain one after another.

The death of the fourth uncle further strengthened Zhang Zhixuan's belief in seeking the Tao. He had decided not to wait any longer, and even if there was no foundation-building pill, he would take the risk of building the foundation.

After the death of the fourth uncle, Zhang Zhixuan put everything aside, notified the clan leader and the nineteenth uncle, took a few years of vacation, and began to adjust to the best state, preparing to build the foundation within one or two years.

If successful, it will open the first difficult hurdle on the road to cultivation.

If it fails, the body will die and the Tao will disappear, which is equivalent to having a big dream.

Just when Zhang Zhixuan let go of everything, his seventh uncle Zhang Mengyuan personally went up the mountain and told him a good news.

Because the incident happened suddenly, the seventh uncle said anxiously: "Zhixuan, go down the mountain quickly and take a look. The moon-watching grass in the medicine garden is about to mature.

You are the best at alchemy in the family now, and this precious spiritual herb still needs you to deal with it."

The moon-watching grass is a precious third-grade upper-grade spiritual herb. It takes three hundred years to bloom and bear fruit, and is worth no less than six hundred spiritual stones.

This spiritual herb only blooms one flower and bears one fruit. Its fruit, combined with several other spiritual medicines, can be used to refine the third-grade lower-grade moon-watching pill.

The family planted dozens of beads of spiritual medicine in the medicine garden in the spiritual field. The oldest of these spiritual herbs has been transplanted for more than three hundred years.

Hearing that the moon-watching grass was about to mature, Zhang Zhixuan had no time to greet him. He left the mountain gate before the sun set and went directly to the spiritual field medicine garden.

At this time, two young low-level monks were waiting by the side of the Moon-Watching Grass. When they saw Zhang Zhixuan coming down the mountain, they hurriedly greeted him, "Greetings, Elder.

The Moon-Watching Grass is about to mature, and Uncle Qi asked us to stay here and not leave for a moment.

Although we knew you were coming, we didn't go out to greet you."

Zhang Zhixuan nodded happily and said, "You did the right thing. The Moon-Watching Grass is a very special spiritual medicine. It takes three hundred years for it to bloom. It will bear fruit after six hours of blooming, and its fruit will mature in three quarters of an hour. If the fruit cannot be picked on the spot, the three hundred years of hard work our family has invested will be wasted."

The Moon-Watching Grass is a spiritual medicine that blooms at sunset and bears fruit when the moon is full. When Zhang Zhixuan came to the medicine garden, it was almost the full moon.

The blue spiritual flowers have begun to wither, and the red fruits have faintly appeared. The fruits are slowly growing in a state visible to the naked eye, and eventually grow to the size of a baby's fist.

The red fruit emits a pure spiritual energy, and the color gradually fades and turns completely silver-white.

At this time, Zhang Zhixuan knew that the Moon-Watching Grass had fully matured, so he decisively used his flying sword to cut off the silver-white fruit with one sword, and then sealed it in the magic jade box.

The Moon-Watching Fruit was ripe, and Zhang Zhixuan immediately prepared to refine the Moon-Watching Pill.

The Moon-Watching Pill, a third-level low-grade elixir, has an auxiliary effect on the foundation-building of cultivators. Although there is no foundation-building pill, having a Moon-Watching Pill to help when building the foundation can also increase the chances of success.

According to Zhang Zhixuan's existing alchemy skills, he has no confidence in refining a third-level elixir.

In order to be able to refine this elixir, he plans to go to Qingxuan Sect to find Zhang Hanyan.

Zhang Hanyan has already built a foundation, and his status in Qingxuan Sect will soon be different, so Zhang Zhixuan plans to let Aunt Hanyan come forward and find a third-level alchemist in Qingxuan Sect to help him refine this furnace of elixir.

As for Zhang Zhixuan, he is ready to help and accumulate some experience.

Except for the Moon-Watching Grass, the other auxiliary spiritual medicines in the Moon-Watching Pill were not valuable. Zhang Zhixuan spent more than a hundred spiritual stones to collect all the auxiliary spiritual medicines in Xihe Market.

Then he notified the clan leader and took the Moon-Watching Fruit and went straight to Qingxuan Sect.

It took two months to travel. As soon as he arrived at Qingxuanzong, Zhang Zhixuan immediately handed the letter to the Zhike of Qingxuanzong.

Because Aunt Hanyan has already established a foundation, her status in Qingxuanzong is very different. Compared with the monks in the Qi training period, her letters have to be delivered first. It only took more than ten days for Zhang Hanyan to fly with his sword and arrive at Qingxuanzong. In front of the mountain gate.

After not seeing each other for two years, Zhang Hanyan seemed a little younger again. She was suspended in the air brightly and charmingly, looking at Zhang Zhixuan with a half-smile.

Zhang Zhixuan cupped his hands and said politely: "Little Aunt Han Yan successfully built the foundation, and I didn't come to congratulate you. I hope you won't be offended."

Zhang Hanyan smiled brightly and said softly: "We are all from the same family, why do we have to talk to each other? You almost died in the Southern Wilderness because of me, how can I be surprised?

There have been no letters from the family in recent times. What happened to the fourth brother after you returned?

When I left Nanhuang, I had a vague feeling that his condition was not good. I wonder how he has been doing in recent years.

His heart veins must have been damaged. Recently, I am going to ask someone to refine a third-grade elixir to repair his heart veins. You can bring it to him when you go back. I hope it can be of some help to him.

You should be more careful about this matter, as damage to your heart is not a trivial matter. Not a trivial matter. "

After hearing this, Zhang Zhixuan's expression changed and he said lowly: "My fourth uncle passed away half a year ago. He was very peaceful when he left. The only thing he can't let go of is his grandson. I hope we can take care of him in the future."

After hearing the bad news, the two fell silent and looked at each other speechlessly.

Finally, Zhang Hanyan broke the silence and said: "Everyone has that day in his life.

Maybe it's me, maybe it's you. Unless you can achieve immortality, even the lofty Nascent Soul Stage monks will die one day.

Zhixuan!

As monks, our strength and longevity are far beyond that of ordinary people. We can experience the all-encompassing and wonderful world of immortality. What else can we not be satisfied with?

As a monk, the most important thing is to cherish every day. "

After hearing the bad news, Aunt Hanyan was also in a bad mood. The two of them entered the mountain gate of Qingxuan Sect without saying much.

After Zhang Hanyan established the foundation, her status has been very different. The cave she lives in has been changed, and now she independently occupies a hilltop with good spiritual energy. Zhang Zhixuan roughly estimated that the spiritual energy in her spiritual veins has exceeded the second-level high-grade, and is not far away from the third-level. Far.

Zhang Hanyan smiled and said: "I like to be quiet and don't like to be crowded on the top of a hill with others.

So he chose to cultivate his spiritual veins by himself, and left the spiritual mountain protected by his master, preparing to slowly cultivate his spiritual veins and build a cave here.

As long as I am alive, I have complete ownership of this cave.

When you come here, you can feel more at ease and there are no taboos anymore. . "

Zhang Zhixuan took a casual look at this mountain peak. This place is already on the edge of the area controlled by Qingxuan Sect, and monsters may cross the border at any time.

Some monks who have just built the foundation rarely build caves nearby.

Thousands of miles away, there is rarely any human habitation.

There is a second-level high-grade spiritual vein on this mountain peak, and there are several acres of spiritual fields on the mountain. These resources are completely under Zhang Hanyan's control, and the monks of Qingxuan Sect don't care at all.

Zhang Hanyan brought Zhang Zhixuan into her boudoir, made him a cup of spiritual tea with her own hands, and said, "Try it quickly. This tea tree has been growing for 30,000 years. It is quite famous in Qingxuan Sect. After I established the foundation , the sect just gave me a few pieces of tea. It is said that this kind of green tea can slightly enhance the spiritual consciousness of monks. I will try it with your help today to see if it is as magical as they say. "